#vert

[jeanfrancoisrey]

Le portail vert…

[possible-streetwear]

[praline1968]

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[fredericbassoulet-blog]

[lepetitdragonvert]

Gold, Frankincense, and Myrrh and other Peagants for a Baby Girl

1907

Author and illustrator: Walford Graham Robertson

[shadowbannedirl]

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

[michelagiulia]

Xing Jianjian- 1959

#dancer

[tezzvert]

Mm yes meme

[grandboute]

[steph-photographie]

Photo originale par Steph-Photo

Joli reflet (naturel ...) dans une mare d'un parc à la Rochelle

[angeliteeyes]

YOOOO NICE JOB WITH THE RED FANFIC!!!! I'M HAPPY YOU STARTED WRITING FOR NEPTUNIA NOW!!!

If you're taking requests, would it be okay to ask for a Vert one? I imagine being the only CPU without a sister is lonely and I wanna fix that 😎😎😎

-🕰️ Anon

THANK YOU!!!! Now that I'm done with Re;Birth 2, I can officially say Vert is one of my favorites of the cast ^^ here you go!

Vert x Lowee Oracle Reader - Taking What's Not Yours

In which you grab the attention of a certain lusty, possessive CPU. You won't mind if she steals you away, right? :)

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Becoming the Oracle for Lowee turned out to be much more fun than you expected. Sure, there was a decent workload, and the twins often stole important documents... which mysteriously wound up back at your desk with colorful scribbles on them. But you enjoyed your position at the Lowee Basilicom nonetheless.

Vert did not share the same sentiment.

"I've traveled for so long just to visit you. Can't you put down the paperwork already?" Her pink lips pouted at you as she leaned in closer.

When you first met, you flushed in embarrassment and averted your eyes at the sight of her leaning forward. After all, the angle made her... you-know-where extra visible. Surely she didn't realize what she was doing, right? It would be rude to stare at an innocent woman like that. Especially one of such high status.

After several of her visits, though... Yeah. She knew what she was doing; you were sure of it. With each meeting, her advances grew more and more apparent. First, there were kind words and gentle, innocent-seeming touches. Then, they progressed to flirty remarks. Her chest pressing into your arm as she held onto it. Before you knew it, she even adopted numerous pet names for you. Her favorite was—

"Did you receive the gift I sent you, my beloved?" You looked up from your paperwork to lock eyes with her. She peered at you expectantly.

"Oh, right. Um, what is it supposed to be exactly?" Although you had opened the present delivered to you earlier, the contents puzzled you. The clothing inside looked oddly similar to what you were currently wearing, yet it had green details on it instead. And the words "Vert's property" etched on the inside.

"Well, I was thinking about our future together, and..." She leaned in further, pressing her warmth deeper into your skin. "You should come work for me instead. I mean, it's better than working here with that flat-chested shorty, isn't it?" She batted her eyes at you.

"What was that, you thieving bitch?!"

The two of your heads turned. Uh oh. Apparently, Blanc had decided to take a break from reading and, instead, walked in at the worst moment possible.

"See, darling? Listen to how immature she is. I, on the other hand, am incredibly mature. Both mentally and physically, as you can see." She continued to flaunt her body, a regular habit of hers.

"Vert..." You smiled nervously at her. Honestly, as much as you loved Lowee, the thought of switching roles excited you just as much. Getting so much attention from a woman like her was... well, you would be lying if you said she wasn't your type. If you did actually say that out loud, though, you're certain Blanc would kill you on the spot.

"Grr, enough with the lovey-dovey act! You have your own damn Oracle, so quit trying to steal mine." She snarled at you two.

Vert's demeanor remained smug, condescension oozing from her fake smile. "I see your brain's just as small as the rest of your body. You still don't understand, do you?" Her fingers intertwined with yours.

"They already belong to me."

In a rush, Vert's hand tightly grasped yours as she pulled you outside of the Basilicom. Before you or Blanc could process her actions, she'd already dragged you all the way out into the bustling street. A look of determination coated her blue eyes.

"We're almost at the train station, my beloved." Indeed, as you looked up ahead, you quickly spotted the aforementioned location. You couldn't help but wonder if its proximity was a part of her plan all along.

Once you two successfully entered the train, you stopped to catch your breath. Turns out being an Oracle doesn't train your lung capacity much. She looked at you with sympathetic eyes, before rubbing your back and guiding you towards a set of empty seats.

"There, there. Why don't you rest your head on my lap? I'm sure you're exhausted."

"I'm fine, but... what about my job? I can't just abandon my role as Lowee's Oracle like that." You attempted to deny her offer. Yet, as she gently cradled your head and guided it downwards, you wound up resting on her supple thighs anyway.

"Oh, don't worry about that. I'm sure they'll find someone else to hire in no time." Her palm moved back and forth over your head, gently lulling you into a peaceful sleep.

As she looked down at you, she smiled to herself. Look at you, being so precious and vulnerable. It hurt her heart to think about how much you must've suffered, being forced to work so hard by that rude, little demon. It's okay now, though. She'll treat you so, so well.

And in return... you won't mind wearing cosplays for her, right?

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[praline1968]

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[fredericbassoulet-blog]

FB et le #vert - #masculin #viril #hairy et quoi d'autre ?