#renatus wellness

[theravenloftwanderers]

Curse of Strahd: The Ravenloft Wanderers (Incorrect quotes 1)

This isn't what happened however I have a bunch funnier quotes in my head that could've been said so I'll doodle them over time.

[teamlarl]

A Knock On The Door (1/2)

[directsellingnow]

Renatus Wellness का 'Meals on Wheels' में बड़ा कदम: Sourav Ganguly की उपस्थिति से खास बना कार्यक्रम

Renatus Wellness Pvt. Ltd. ने हाल ही में एक महत्वपूर्ण माइलस्टोन हासिल किया, जब कंपनी ने अपने CSR (Corporate Social Responsibility) इनिशिएटिव ‘Meals on Wheels’ के साथ सामाजिक जिम्मेदारी में अपना योगदान दिया। इस खास मौके पर कंपनी के ब्रांड एंबेसडर और पूर्व भारतीय क्रिकेट टीम क�� कप्तान (Captain) Sourav Ganguly ने अपनी उपस्थिति दर्ज कराई। यह इनिशिएटिव उन लोगों को पोषण युक्त भोजन उपलब्ध कराने के लिए…

[lanshappycorner]

Hear me out... Renatus/Agito... The implications of the fanbook stats got me thinking...

No I think you're onto something...they are stated to literally have chemistry with each other so who are we to deny them ....

I haven't seen anything about this ship so I'll give them a relatively neutral rating, but I can see the potential....its there........

[restingonlarls]

Get in the fucking robot 4

Ritsuko just nodded.“Fine fine, I’ll go get back into my-”

“PLUGSUIT.” Misato said with a grin. “Remember the bet~?”

Ritsuko glared at Misato. “Not one of the ones you-”

Misato fluttered her eyelashes. “Actually, all the girls ones look like that now!”

Ritsuko spluttered. “W-w-wHAT?!”

“It saves money!” Misato said innocently. Ritsuko walked out groaning, throwing her labcoat aside as she did.

Dat

ASS.

Speaking of, Misato followed her, swaying her even more excessive butt, then turned and gave Ren a Look. Eyes slightly hooded, slightly smiling, none of her bombastic teasing there. She smiled. “Excited?”

-----

Renatus raised an eyebrow. “It’s just a routine test, right?”

Still... he took a moment to look at Misato and... was surprised by the honesty in her expression. This was more genuine than she usually acted. And make no mistake, her usual attitude was an act. No one acknowledged it out loud but everyone knew. The real Misato Katsuragi usually only came out in battle, when she was barking orders in his ear.

But here she was. Gentler than usual, but still.

“Yeah,” Renatus admitted softly. “I am. Get to meet a new pilot... get to spend time with the two favorite women in my life.” He shot Misato a smile of his own. “Dr. Akagi puts on such a cold front, but I know she means well. Very tsundere of her. And you... well. I appreciate everything you do, Misato.”

There. Her name. Her first name. Something he used only sparingly, in private little moments.

[strwbivy]

MEN WHO KNOWS THEIR FINGERS ARE DAMN GOOD .ᐟ

synopsis. just a short nsfw story, so mdni

wc. 0.2k words | genre. smutty | cw. nsfw, gn!reader, kinda bad writing, teasing, fingering, declined orgasm, (/▽＼)

m.list // rules

you've got mail ✉ ! reposted post and slightly edited and added some stuff to it, READ WELL READER !

men who knows that he's good with his fingers, and he uses this at his advantage. the way the calloused tips of his hand reaches the deepest parts of your insides, putting pressure in your most sensitive areas. it's like he knows like the back of his hand on how to push your buttons.

small whimpers leave your lips when his fingers did scissor-like motions, bringing you closer to that oh-so sweet release. he continued to pump his fingers in and out with ease while you sensed yourself getting even closer. he felt your walls tighten around his fingers, causing him to draw out his fingers. you chocked at the feeling of getting stopped at just before the point of your orgasm.

a smug look appeared on his face. "you really thought it was that easy?" he licked his fingers that were soaked from your slick before releasing them with a pop! sound.

you ignored his words as you franticly find any contact that could help you reach that climax you've been desperate for. and of course he notices this. so he gets a hold of your wrists and pins them right above your head. he then leans in more, closing in the space between you two. his eyes watched you struggle trying to let free from his tight grip. a dark chuckled leaves his throat before he closed in further.

"so desperate, are we?" he teased, feeling your hot breath on face.

he leaned into your ear. "don't you worry, i'll make sure you'll reach that little goal of yours." he said, his voiced being in a low tone.

"it'll just take a.." he snickered before continuing.

"..few hours."

tendou, tsukishima, kageyama, kuroo, atsumu, terushima, [hq] gojo, sukuna, toji [jjk] kaeya, ayato, wriothesely [gi] lance, wirth, renatus, orter [mashle]

copyright © strwbivy ↣ do not copy, translate or repost.

[luxthestrange]

MASHLE Incorrect quotes#39 Baby fever

Kaldo*Is currently taking Finn under his win *Good! Now you do this-

Finn*Nods with a smile*

-Watching their interaction, You and Sophina watch over them-

Sophina: Do you think he whimpers?

Immortal!Y/n*Putting honey on your tea and smiles looking at Kaldo's hips sway side to side*He does more than whimper~

Sophina*look at you in shock*!?!

Immortal!Y/n*Grins seeing Kaldo interacting with the youngest ames sibling*...well look at that...I'm getting my first baby fever...

Part 4 of:

[jals-stuff]

hi girlie!! i see that your requests are open... can i pls request hurt+comfort on orter with a flirty girl reader pretty please??? the lack of orter fics is crazy T_T

(guess who btw :3)

why hello there, dear. I'll guess you are m***i, and I agree, there aren't enough works on him.

Anyway, here's a poorly, quickly written one. It is supposedly proofread but it's 5am and I am very eepy!

Just a flirt!

Word count: 2.6k

Warnings: none!

“Took you long enough.” 

You blinked a few times as he looked up from his paperwork, and mostly at the report you were holding. You had spent longer than necessary on this paper you’d received from Renatus, correcting rewriting the entire thing as it was just full of mistakes and this jerk was too lazy to give you anything that was decent.

“What, did you miss me that much?” You raised your eyebrows with a slight smile as you chuckled to yourself. Oh yeah, that was funny. Orter didn’t seem to find it amusing, as his expression didn’t really change at all. You made your way to his desk and sat on the chair facing it, handing him Renatus’ report.

He decided not to dwell on that stupid remark of yours and started reading the paper, taking notes on the side and making sure nothing is missing. Meanwhile, you were staring carefully studying his expression, and every single small nod he gave while reading.

“Renatus isn't usually this thorough with reports. Colour me surprised.” He blankly said and slid the report inside one of his drawers. You raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a proud grin. “Renatus gave me a piece of scrap, so I rewrote it entirely using the information he gave me.” you stated, crossing your arms as you looked at him, visibly waiting for some praise.

He stared blankly for a second and sighed, adjusting his glasses. “Well done, (Y/N). Very good work.” Though he was praising you, his expression didn't change that much and you could just feel how exhausting it was for him to give compliments.

“Mm, mm. That's right. I’m always good with my work when I know you'll review it…” You trailed off, looking at him with a satisfied smile and a small wink. He raised both eyebrows at your obvious flirting and chose not to comment on it, but you weren't done anyway.

“Anyway, I think I deserve more than just a little compliment! I rewrote the entire thing, you know?” You playfully pouted, putting on a dramatically sad, puppy eyes expression for him. Orter pinched the bridge of his nose with a deep sigh; he knew you wouldn't back down anyway.

“That was amazing work, (Y/N). Rarely have I ever seen a report written with such incredible finesse and precision.” He said blankly again, and it was clear he didn't mean it that much, although there was a part of truth in his words that he refused to admit, even to himself.

“Thank you, thank you.” You chuckled, knowing very well that he was exaggerating, but seeing as he played along, you decided to push your luck a little. “So what, am I getting a reward for all this hard work?”

Even if his expression didn't change, you could read him like he was an open book. “Was the praise not enough?” was probably what he thought at this point. You could've stopped there and brushed it off as a joke but your ego had been flattered just enough to make you bolder.

“How ‘bout… a little kiss? Just on the cheek! Like mwwwah!” you mimicked a kiss while pointing at your cheek and were absolutely convinced that your imitation was flawless. Of course, you were partially joking, and assumed he would just sigh and dismiss your comment, but no such luck.

“I have better things to do than to entertain your delusional little fantasies.” He simply spoke and grabbed his pen again to fill out some of his paperwork. Ouch. But that was his whole personality anyway, of course he wouldn't give you a little kiss, you already knew that, but hearing him say it this way tugged just a tiny bit at your heartstrings.

“No fun.” You sighed and crossed your arms on top of his desk before nesting your chin in-between them. “I am being highly underappreciated here.” You whined dramatically, and then regained your usual smug expression. “That's okay though, you're still my favourite.”

You could tell you were slowly but surely getting on his nerves, and it was kind of amusing to see him have to close his eyes and take a deep breath before focusing on his tasks again. He was already being very patient by allowing you to laze around in his office when you had free time, but he was gradually starting to regret this decision.

You were already done with your work for today, and sat in Orter’s office simply to enjoy his company. He knew, and for some reason he tolerated your presence as long as you didn't disturb him too much. 

Was any of your flirting serious? Of course it was. You genuinely liked him! You had been blessed with a sweet voice and a pretty face, and most of your colleagues at the Bureau would've dreamt of being in his place right now. He was very much aware of that, but it seemed off to him.

Even though your coworkers kept flirting around with you and quite literally trying to slide in your pants, you had denied every single one of them. From nameless staff members to the Flame Cane, none of them had your attention except Orter, and all of your flirting surely showed it… or so you thought. Things were awfully different in his mind.

Now, you were just looking at him and his paperwork, fiddling with some trinkets on his desk. Being in the same room as him was almost enough for you, but you kept feeling this physical need to flirt with him, to demonstrate how much you liked him, and you would've thought he had a clue, as you kept making it painfully obvious.

His eyes travelled to your hands as he put one of his papers down. “Stop it.” He ordered, and you immediately let go of the trinket you were toying with in a deep sigh now.

“But I’m bored.” You mumbled, and he put down his pen, his hands now joined on top of his desk. He looked at you for a bit, your almost childish behaviour was starting to irritate him slightly.

“Then leave.” He raised his head slightly as he took off his glasses to wipe them. “Nobody asked you to sit here and disturb my work with your… immature antics.” Ouch, another one, but at this point, you were used to his spiky remarks and simply shrugged it off.

“Aww, but I'll miss you if I leave, you know~?” Again with the puppy eyes, making your expression unnecessarily dramatic again even though you meant every single word you said; but saying it in a completely blank tone would embarrass you way too much. “And I know you'll miss me too, hehe.” You playfully added.

He put his glasses back on and gave you a very stern look and raised an eyebrow very slightly. “Surely, there are other victims that await your attention somewhere else. Why not pay them a visit instead of constantly disrupting my focus?”

He sure was in a foul mood today, wasn't he? But his comment felt like a sharp blade into your stomach and you just needed an explanation for it. “What is that supposed to mean?” Your flirtatious demeanour was temporarily suspended as you weren't quite sure what you'd just heard.

“Are you already done seducing your other colleagues? Must I suffer your incessant flirtations in their place now?” He asked again, and it didn't sound like he was being sarcastic at all, but at least you now knew.

“Orter… are you jealous?” You asked, and your tone was dead serious. It was inimaginable that he could ever feel jealous about something so petty— something you hadn't even done in the first place.

He took a deep breath. “Nonsense. This is wishful thinking; I am merely aggravated by your attempts to turn me into one of these loyal… dogs you have around at the Bureau.” he scoffed, and you could tell he was not pleased with your behaviour.

“...what?” was all you could utter, as you looked at him in disbelief. “You don't know how wrong you are about this, clearly.” You didn't want to be rude to him even though he really deserved it right now, but you seemed to be testing each other's patience.

“How wrong could I be? These people are head over heels for you. Surely, this doesn't happen without a push.” He firmly stated, and again, he was wrong. “Whatever have I done for you to think I’ll be one of them?”

You had always hated arguments, but having one with Orter was the worst that had happened in a while. He was fully convinced that you were but a flirt, a temptress that relished in having people crawl at her feet… but that wasn't it, and these people weren't exactly crawling either.

“How can you say such a thing?” You looked at him in heavy disappointment. “How could you think such a thing, after all of… this?” After all of the obvious flirting you gave him, the endless remarks about how you miss him when he isn't around or your constant winking.

He was just staring in religious silence, thinking you'd give up and simply admit your faults so he could go back to work without any disturbance, but he was once again very wrong, and you needed to justify yourself. 

“Why would I flirt with anyone other than you at the Bureau?” you asked, standing up from your chair and placing both hands on the desk in front of him, and he simply adjusted his glasses on his nose.

“Because that's who you are, it would seem.”

You sat back in defeat, looking at him, completely dumbfounded. Every word you wanted to say ended up getting swallowed in the whirlpool of emotions you were feeling, and you couldn't do anything else than stare at him. You could physically feel your heartstrings being pulled now and it was disturbingly painful.

“Is…” you swallowed your emotions down before trying again. “Is that really what you think? That I'm just the type of girl to flirt around and just… sleep well afterwards?” Your tone made it obvious that you were hurt, and it didn't go unnoticed. 

But he was convinced. Convinced that your flirting was not a rare occurrence, that it extended beyond the limits of his office, that surely you had already done it before and he was probably just one of those targets you'd use to boost your self-esteem. Even though he was upset with you, his goal wasn't to hurt you, and he decided to avoid your question, not knowing what to answer anyway.

“I don't even know why you're trying to justify yourself that hard.” He finally sighed and grabbed his pen again, which was his way of telling you that this conversation was over and you had to leave; but you wouldn't let go just yet, not before you had said your piece. 

“Because it's you we're talking about.” You blurted out, once again flabbergasted by how dense a man could be. “How straightforward do I have to be for you to understand? Have I not been vigorously flirting with you?” You asked loudly, almost laughing nervously.

“You sure have, but—”

“Have I not made it crystal clear that I am into you? That I want to spend time with you?” Oh, you had no will to listen to his flawed reasoning and you just couldn't take it anymore. You were trying your best not to tear up in front of him already, and any more of his baseless accusations surely would make a sufficient push to make you cry.

“I never said you didn't d—”

“Then why are you so blind to my feelings?” You interrupted again, but this time way calmer. You sat back, weakly plopping down on your chair and staring down at his desk for no apparent reason. He didn't really say anything. In fact, he was processing the information you had just given him.

You felt terribly awkward after your half confession, and that clumsy part of your personality couldn't take the silence anymore. “How can someone that dense be in charge of the Magical Power administration..?” 

Were you jesting? Probably. But what else could you do anyway? Your main goal was to keep your composure and hold your tears back, at least until you were out of his line of sight. His eyes were on you, they had been the whole time, but you couldn't muster the courage to look at him anymore.

“May I speak now?” He asked, first of all wanting to make sure you wouldn't interrupt him anymore, and only now did it occur to you, how rude you had been these last few minutes. You gave a nod and he sighed deeply, joining his hands against his desk and looking at you with a bit of a softer expression.

“I never said you haven't been straightforward.” He started, and now that you were a bit calmer than before, you could feel your shame grow at his words. “I never said you didn't do all these things you talked about so… fervently. I am merely saying that I do not believe you are exclusively trying to seduce me.”

You sighed again, and he braced himself for another rant but instead of justifying yourself again, you ran a hand through your hair and took a deep breath. Looking all sad and defeated wasn't like you at all, and you needed to prove yourself to this dense, silly, overworked man.

“I don’t get it. Why does the fact that I supposedly am flirting with other people bother you?” You decided to ask, your arms crossed over your chest as you were now back to studying his expression and tone. If you were going to cry, so be it, but you wouldn't go down without a fight, especially for him.

He takes a minute to think, narrowing his eyes slightly. “What bothers me is the way you act with those people, and how you pretend to be innocent afterwards.” You gave him a confused look and he decided to develop. “The way you politely smile at them and make small talk. You're almost inviting them.” He said that while keeping his straight face and cold glare, completely serious.

Oh. Oh. 

“So you are jealous.” You couldn't help but smile a little and finally look up at him, only to be met by an utterly confused Orter, ready to absolutely deny your claim.

“I am not jealous, (Y/N).”

“What if I stopped talking to all of them then, would it make things a little better?” You offered, suppressing a smile and pretending to act serious. He seemed to think for another minute again and leaned back into his chair.

“Yes, I believe it would.”

Ah, you couldn’t take it anymore and just burst out laughing; he didn’t seem to like it very much but it was impossible to resist. You just had to make sure again, and so, you slowly regained your composure and caught your breath, then exhaled deeply. “So, let me get this straight…” you started, and he listened. “What upsets you is the fact that I am supposedly flirting with other people, and if I didn’t smile at them or made small talk, you wouldn’t mind my flirting?”

You did not miss that sigh of relief. He adjusted his glasses again and crossed his legs, looking at you very seriously. “I am glad to know that you have ears.” He said blankly, his expression still so cold as his eyes landed on yours again. “Are you making fun of me now?” His voice sounded slightly irritated and you had to calm yourself down again.

“No, not at all. But you just admitted to being jealous so… I win.” You could feel all of your earlier worries dissipating. He wasn't denying it either, instead looking like he was thinking about your reasoning; you had him cornered now. 

And the best part about all of this is that he has no clue what he just signed up for.

[renatuswellnesscompanyzirakpur]

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[theravenloftwanderers]

Curse of Strahd: The Ravenloft Wanderers (Incorrect quotes 2)

Gather around homies the bedtime story is real juicy.

[kyoghurts]

ii. ME, TO YOU. ˑ˚₊·⠀ mashle various

the part two from this again there's no context just lyrics that i think of them or i feel like it fits for them. lyrics that encompass feelings for their s/o or the way around.

KALDO GEHENNA

ABEL WALKER

ABYSS RAZOR

RENATUS REVOL

RYOH GRANTZ

taglist. @seneon

i had a hard time choosing for renatus LMAOO i feel like he'd also fit with korn or deftones or more gothic like strawberry switchblade, bauhaus aa SIOUXSIE THE BANSHEES!! ah well idk, i'll leave the imaginations to you. if u happen to find inspo to write from these pls tag me!! i'd love to read them!!

[directsellingnow]

Direct Selling Latest News: Renatus Wellness के संस्थापक सुभ्रता दत्ता को मिला इंटरनेशनल पीस एम्बेसडर अवार्ड

Direct Selling Latest News: Renatus Wellness Pvt. Ltd. के संस्थापक और सीईओ (Founder & CEO), श्री सुभ्रता दत्ता को भारत सरकार द्वारा इंटरनेशनल पीस एम्बेसडर अवार्ड (International Peace Ambassador Award) से सम्मानित किया गया। यह सम्मान उनकी उपलब्धियों और डायरेक्ट सेलिंग और वेलनेस इंडस्ट्री में उनके महत्वपूर्ण योगदान के लिए दिया गया है। Direct Selling Latest News Direct Selling Latest News: Renatus…

[arcadianmoonshadowjedi]

Rayllum Month 2024 July 3rd: Stay With Me/Don't Leave Me

I went on a complete angst fest writing this so I apologize in advance for whatever feelings you might have after reading this 😭 (Except for angst lovers I think you should love this 😂) Good news is that this is a two part planned story so I promise it’ll have a happy ending. I’m just saving part 2 for July 19 - Magic since I believe it’ll be lot more fitting for that prompt! 😊 Anywho, I wanted to include a Blood warning here and will add in the tags as well! Enjoy!

Mors Renatus - Part 1

The Nova Blade has finally stabbed a target as blood splattered around. But that target wasn’t Callum, who was battling Aaravos’s attempted possession. He looked down and gasped when he found it in Rayla. Eyes wide, he quickly looked back up at her face only to see her cough out blood.

“No!!! No!! Rayla!!!”

Suddenly, her eyes were closing and she began to collapse. Without hesitation, Callum caught her and cradled her in his arms as he fell to his knees. “Rayla, no” he whimpered. “This wasn’t supposed to happen,” Tears filled up his eyes as he caressed her hair out of her face.

He had asked her to kill him after Aaravos started making his way into his mind again, using him as a puppet. He had thrown her the Nova blade once he regained control for a short bit and asked her to end him quickly. “Rayla, please,” he begged as he struggled to remain in control. “You have to do this!” He groaned and jerked as he tried to fight for control. But Rayla stood frozen. She looked at him with tears in her eyes and shook her head. “No,” she whimpered. “Please don’t make me do this. There has to be another way!” She walked over to him and held his trembling face in her hands. “Please Callum, just stay with me” she begged, her voice shaking. He recoiled violently away from her and gripped his head as he yet again tried to stay in control. “Callum!” Rayla reached out. He opened his eyes and looked at the Nova blade. He immediately walked past her and picked up the sword. Right when he pointed it towards him, Rayla quickly ran to him and tried pulling it from him. “Oh no you don’t!” She yelled as she tried take control of the blade. They both tugged the blade until Callum felt himself blackout. It was only when he regained control was it too late.

But this wasn’t what Callum wanted. This wasn’t how it should’ve gone. “Rayla please,” Callum tearfully begged. She started stirring in his lap and her eyes slightly opened. “C-Callum,” she whispered weakly. She winced as she placed a hand on her wound, struggling to breathe. “I-I’m so sorry. For everything. I-I” Her breaths grew quicker and more labored.

“No, don’t” Callum calmly told her as tears streamed down his face. “You don’t have to apologize for anything. Just please. Stay with me!”

He held her close to his heart and sobbed hard. He felt her breaths growing even slower and fainter but suddenly, Callum went into a black out. But he wasn’t unconscious. He instead found himself in the cosmos, facing the very elf who was taking over his body.

To be continued…

[golden-eye-ramblings]

Sophia Bibilia headcanon next please please

Oh I GOTCHU fam

Impromptu Sophina Bibilia Headcanon Dump Part 1

Gif credit to @fallinblossoms

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Sophina Bibilia

Height: 5’6/168cm

Age: 24

Birthdate: April 2nd

Sign: Aries

Gender: Transgender MtF

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Disaster Bisexual

• Oh Sophina is so prim and proper, one who detests vulgarity and only ever enjoys the fine classics of literature and study… WRONG. My girl’s favorite type of literature is the most trashy, schlocky, cheesy and cliche of romantic fiction.

• Although, of course, that’s her dirty little secret, and she INTENDS to keep it a secret. Has a whole hidden alcove somewhere in her personal library that can only be accessed through the most complicated of locking spells. The room itself looks like the most girliest of girl bedrooms you’ve ever seen that have trashy romance novels and manga alike lined across the walls. Diaries included with her own personal fictional works.

• Occasionally she’ll stop by public libraries to do live readings for the children who want to attend.

• Will absolutely go to town on a nice sherbet. Absolutely clean that bowl/cup and do a proper little dab dab of her mouth with a napkin like she didn’t just eat it like a savage.

• Favorite drink is a nice floral tea or dessert wine.

• She’s often found working alongside Tsurara and Renatus the most(the latter much to her dismay), since their roles often cross over into each others territories. With Tsurara’s experiments and research and Renatus’ confiscation of illegal grimoires used to tamper with bodies, she’s often the one who oversees and collects such information.

• She absolutely hates working with Renatus, she cannot STAND him or his crudeness. And he is the only one who is able to get under her skin and break her professional attitude with his impropriety. Renatus thinks it’s funny every time to hear her swear and be contradictory to her reputation.

• In terms of closeness with her coworkers, she is closest with Tsurara, friendly with Agito, Orter and Rayne, neutral with Kaldo and Ryoh, and on negative terms with Renatus.

• Really really really wants to get a cat or similar feline familiar but doesn’t want her bookshelves to get scratched or covered with fur.

• She’s debated on asking Agito what pet he’d recommend for her lifestyle but she’s worried about her reputation if she’s found being “soft.”

• Tried forming a book reading club with the other Divine Visionaries. It went about as well as you’d expect(bad).

• Owns a variety of hair accessories. On holidays she’ll change her headband based on the theme of said holiday.

[arkiwii]

hello Liberi's Birdcage Tm as a fiaexu enjoyer, i would like to know, what're your thoughts on the chicken herself fiammetta? i adore her and her themes personally

u can call me kiwi or whatever (i didn't know people would call me by my blog's name LMAO)

my my, Fiammetta. she's a lot to talk about. i have, SEVERAL thoughts about her. well, I firstly got interested in her character as well as Mostima's thanks to a friend, so I'm not as much as involved as this person is, and most of what I've learned comes from our conversations. But you know, having people share about a character they like makes you Realize Things

also I hope I won't disappoint you by saying that I'm not into Fiaexu, so I won't be able to give opinions or analysis on it. like i said to someone, Fiaexu is the good ending. and man I want her to get the bad ending.

my memories of Guide Ahead are quite blury and Laterano isn't the lore I'm the most involved into, mostly because it's Complicated. I'm more of a person involved in a character's development and their mentality, and good for me, Fiammetta is full of angst and anger

what I particularly love in her? it's her "obsession" for Mostima (and Lemuen, but it's way more marked towards Mostima). i dont mean obsession as in "she likes her", i mean obsession as in This Girl Has A Problem. Her Operator Record in particular was putting an accent on it and it was delightful. Fiammetta decided to be Mostima's overseer, not because Mostima needs an overseer, but because Fiammetta was worried for Mostima. and who could blame her! Lemuen got shot down, Mostima has fallen, lost her Empathy, and is now banned from Laterano. it's only natural that Fiammetta was worried, and scared to lose someone she deeply cares about.

Turns out. Mostima is doing very fine on her own. Fiammetta thought that Mostima wouldn't be doing fine, and that's the opposite rather. so Fia puts herself through lies, convincing herself that she's here to keep an eye on Mostima, to help her, or whatever... then there's this line Patrizion says in her Operator Record. "Fia, it's not Mostima who needs you. You are the one who needs her."

that was a fucking ROCK thrown at my face i can tell you

Fiammetta always has been this one person to look cold, to look like she doesn't care about anyone, then you discover she has attachment issues. the incident with Andoiain in particular was the cataclysm. she almost lost two of her most precious friends. you BET she wants to put this man in hell. she doesn't care about anything else, this whatever ideal of Laterano he has, the Key and the Lock, whatever; she wants this man to DIE because he tried to take HER friends LIVES.

and because of this, because of her choices, she's throwing her life around. she's destroying herself. ironically, considering her thematic as a phoenix and her talent. but it's literally what is happening. she's just combusting slowly.

she could have a good life! become an Apostolic Knight! be with her adoptive dad! fight for Laterano! but no, instead, she actively decided to follow Mostima-I-Don't-Care around while telling herself a million excuses as of why she does it, "I don't want her to reveal secrets", "I need her to find Andoiain", "she needs my help"

AND of course Mostima being Mostima, her whole "I don't give a fuck about people" behavior is only worsening it, she tries to get away from Fiammetta but also can't escape her, it drags Fia to get ever more clingy... I'm pretty sure Mostima cares about Fia, deep inside, but she handles it just SO SO badly instead of just Having A Conversation

anyway, so Fiammetta? 10/10. i love this bird. i want her to get an alter where she gets better. or worse. Fiammetta the Renatus or whatever. im drooling about it