#They are going to save my Bio grade

[bibleofficial]

wallpaper is insane like u find a product w an ugly print ? wallpaper it. just multiple uncoordinated things put together ? wallpaper it. ugly door ? wallpaper it. ugly wall ? landlord won’t let me wallpaper it

[digitallovergirl]

so uhm.... hey y'all !!!! 😁🎀

[storusangel]

STUDY SESSIONS

a/n: ohhhh my god, i finally finished this. it's been half finished for months but i did it!! hope you guys enjoy!

cw: fem!reader, dom!satosugu, praise kink, pet names (sweetheart, baby, sweet girl), slight petplay (like if you squint really hard), fingering, manhandling, double vag pen., biting, squirting, creampie, oral f!receiving, overstim, aftercare, MINORS DNI

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satoru and suguru are the stars of your university.

they have it all — the looks, the grades, the girls (and guys). and in your shared BIO 141 class, better known as your human anatomy and physiology class, they’re known for being top of the class, never having failed an exam. you, however, have been falling behind in that said class. 

but it truly isn’t your fault. you can’t help that the two men sit at a perfect angle for you to gawk and stare at them for the entirety of class. yeah, it’s not your fault at all! in fact, it’s your stupid professor’s fault for placing the two pieces of eye candy directly in your line of view!

it’s tuesday again and your professor is rambling on about the limbic system or something of the sort. you don’t really comprehend what he’s saying because it seems the two pieces of eye candy have gotten matching tattoos. a dark betta fish on suguru’s right bicep and a lighter one on satoru’s left. 

you can’t help but let your mind wander to how those arms would look holding you up as they’re pounding into you. dirty words being whispered into your ear as you try your best to keep up with them. “such a good slut for u-“

your name being called out by your professor yanks you out of your trance. you blink twice, ripping your eyes of the two boys but not before they could catch you staring at them. 

“i asked you a question.”

“s-sorry professor” you wince at how silly you sound stuttering after being caught daydreaming in class.

your professor just sighs and instead of repeating his question, he tells you to stay after class to meet with him. you can feel the eyes of your classmates boring into you, the immature snickers make you want to go back to your dorm and stay there forever.

or better yet, go to satoru and suguru’s shared apartment and let them fuck the embarrassment away.

you shake your head in an attempt to refocus your attention. before you can tune in to what your professor has to say, you see satoru and suguru steal a quick glance at you and whisper to each other. 

“gojo and geto, i’d like you two after class as well”  

once more, the class erupts into whispering to their nearest friend before the professor regains their attention once and for all. you also stop your mind from wandering too far into your daydreams about what could happen after class and return your attention back to the professor who was clearly irritated. 

in an effort to save yourself from embarrassment, you head down to see your professor as soon as class ends to end the conversation before the two boys can tune in. 

“i assume you understand why i wanted to see you?” his voice is sharp, an underlying tone of dissatisfaction.

“yes sir, i know my grade in your class need some work but i will do my best to bring it up” 

his reply is quick. “i know you will because gojo and geto will be tutoring you.”

you truly don’t know how to feel. getting the chance to be around your crushes is both amazing and horrible. thinking about how they definitely know you’ve been staring at them every class makes you feel nauseous. thinking about being perceived isn’t your favorite thing, but thinking about how they’ll be around you, teaching you the course that you’ve completely missed out on due to your very vivid daydreams. 

“wait, what?” god, satoru’s voice sounded much sexier when it was right behind you. 

“you heard me. both of you will be helping her understand her classwork until the end of the semester.” and your professor's voice sounded much scarier when it was in right front of you. “i’ll know if you two have truly put enough effort in when i see her grade on our next exam.”

you’re too ashamed to make eye contact with the two boys, a wave of embarrassment flooding your face knowing that your two crushes now know your biggest academic insecurity. the room is silent until suguru speaks up, “okay, we’ll need your number though” yeah, suguru’s voice was just as sexy as satoru’s. 

you hear your name being called. you finally make eye contact. “sorry, what?” your voice is meek, smaller than you remember it to be. satoru laughs, “your number, sweetheart. so we can set a date for our sessions. you know, the tutoring ones?” satoru calling you sweetheart makes you want to implode, he has to know what he does to you. what they do to you. 

“oh, here” you leave as soon as you give them your number. suguru’s “we’ll text about planning later” giving you the greenlight to get the hell out of there before you somehow manage to embarrass yourself even further.

-

xxx-xxx-xxxx added you and xxx-xxx-xxxx into a chat

unknown: you free this weekend?

you: who is this???

unknown: aw man :( all that staring in class and you can’t even remember who we are, we’re hurt baby

- 

you stare at the message. okay. so you know who it is. and you also know that they know your grades are horrible because you’ve spent almost every class openly drooling over them. no big deal. it’s not like your sessions will be in a private area.

-

unknown: satoru and i talked, we think it’ll be best to tutor you at our place since there’ll be less distractions there.

-

okay then. you’ll just have to work on your nerves before this weekend. you have time. right now you’ll be using that time to try and get over the fact that satoru called you baby.

the next few days pass by a little too slow for your liking but soon you’re getting ready for your date with the two boys. wait, tutoring session with the two boys. you couldn’t help but dress up a little, adding a matching set underneath your skirt and blouse.

-

satoru: i’m outside, come out whenever you’re ready

you: coming out now! which car is yours?

satoru: you’ll know it when you see it ;)

-

you head out slightly confused but when you see a white corvette flashing its blinkers at you, you understand what satoru meant. before you reach his car, satoru gets out to open the door for you. the small giggle you let out doesn’t go unnoticed by him. 

a wave of confidence runs through your veins as you tell him he’s “quite the gentlemen” when he buckles your seatbelt for you before sitting in the driver's seat himself. his response is a quick wink and then you two are off to their apartment. you try not to stare too hard at him throughout the ride but you can’t help but let yourself indulge in a few glances that lasted longer than they should’ve.

soon enough you two have reached the apartment and satoru parks the car. this time you don’t hide your staring. his effortless moves have you squeezing your thighs together. why is this turning you on??? you have got to be ovulating. 

satoru calls out your name. “you ready?” you blink. “o-oh, yeah i’m ready.” he grins and unbuckles you before sliding out the car to open your door. their apartment is cleaner than you expected, and also way larger than you expected it to be. “you finally back satoru?” you turn around to see suguru in sweatpants and stark contrast to satoru’s shorts. “hi, thanks again for tutoring me” you say. they both let out a soft chuckle and suguru returns the greeting.

they show you to a room that you truly didn’t expect for them to have in their place. there’s a shelf stacked with different books and another bigger one beside it with their trophies. there are two desks but one of them is currently situated with three chairs. you’re deep in thought about how you would love to be bent over the desks as the two boys make you take them over and over and over again.

this time it’s suguru calling your name to draw you out of your daydream. “you can take a seat on the middle chair. do you have anything in specific that you need help understanding?” oh right, you came here to be tutored. “um, everything? well not like everything but maybe the latest subject? i haven’t had the time to actually go over the notes i took.” 

a lie, you didn’t take any notes. your notebook is filled with small doodles and occasionally a sentence from a slide the professor left on the screen for too long. you place your hands in your lap when the two boys take a seat on either side of you. “no need to be nervous, sweetheart. we’re here to help you.” satoru has got to know that him and his stupidly attractive voice aren’t helping you and you want to turn to suguru for help but he’s just as bad. “he’s right, pretty girl. you’ve got to relax, you won’t be able to remember anything when you’re shaking like that.”

to make it even worse, they each place a hand on your bare thighs. satoru rubs his soft fingers up and down while suguru squeezes your thigh gently before using a thumb to make circular motions in a single spot. you can feel your body heating up and it takes everything in you to not squeeze your thighs together because it would make your want need for them way too obvious and quite frankly, you’re still embarrassed they caught you staring.

satoru makes eye contact with suguru, a silent communication between the two of them. he gives your thigh a gentle pat before he starts to speak. “do you work better with rewards, baby?” you turn to look at him. you aren’t sure what he means exactly and you’re feeling a little overstimulated by all the touching, the pet names, and their attention in general. you’re by no means a virgin, though you aren’t too far from it, but for some reason they make you so nervous you can’t think straight. 

suguru says your name in a voice that sounds like it’s reserved for scolding puppies but right now it just turns you on even more than you are. “answer satoru, he’s not big on being ignored” apparently you don’t turn your head fast enough because satoru’s hand moves from your thigh to grasp your face gently, but not too gently, forcing you to look him in the eyes. “he’s right, baby. i don’t want to be rough with you just yet. i’m gonna ask again and i expect an answer. would you like us to give you rewards?” despite his words being slightly threatening, you bite your lip to hold back a whine. you squeak out a “yes please” and return to suppressing your whines because suguru still has moved his hand further up your skirt, his fingers grazing dangerously close to your soaked slit. 

“good girl. now let's get started” satoru removes his hand from your jaw but suguru only moves his hand back down to your lower thigh, giving you one more squeeze. the tutoring session goes something like this; suguru and satoru take turns explaining different topics covered during your last class. once they’re done, satoru quizzes you. everytime you answer correctly, suguru moves his hand up and satoru praises you. but every time you fail to answer a question correctly or fast enough, suguru slips his hand away and satoru reminds you that “only smart girls get rewards”. 

this method seems to work because you’re starting to answer correctly more often until you’re only answering correctly and suguru’s fingers are grazing your panties. “oh, she’s soaked, satoru. i think this sweet thing deserves a bigger reward. she’s been listening so well” a small whimper leaves your lips and you turn your head to satoru, your eyes begging for something more than some light touches accompanied by a few praises. 

to prove his point even further you really do start to beg. “please satoru, i need it so bad. ‘ve been so good, please” you can tell it works because he immediately coos at you. “d’awh, i think she deserves a reward too, suguru. we should give it to her” and with that satoru leans in, pressing his lips into yours. his soft, pillowy lips against yours make you almost forget suguru’s hands are on your panties.

almost. 

suguru pulls your panties to the side, raking his middle and ring finger through your folds, collecting your slick. he traces them downwards before bringing them back up to circle around your clit once, twice, three times and then he repeats the process. once he’s deemed his fingers wet enough, he slips one in pumping and curling wasting no time before adding in a second one. 

kissing down your neck, satoru rips your blouse open and pushes your bra down. lithe fingers trace around your nipple making you arch into satoru. you let out a breathy moan into satoru’s mouth, followed by more whines when suguru adds a third finger and starts to scissor them to stretch you out. you can feel satoru smirk against your lips when you start to struggle to kiss back. 

satoru removes his mouth from you, drinking in the sight of you. the sweet, shy girl in their class who couldn’t help but keep her eyes off of the two boys. the same girl who struggled to keep eye contact and who was barely vocal when they were present is now writhing in their chair. your back arching into satoru, a silent plea for him to keep touching you. and your hips grinding on suguru’s fingers, begging him to keep going. 

and most importantly, your voice has finally found itself to be heard. your pleas of “can’t, ‘s too much” and “wan’ more, please don’t stop, please” echo throughout the room. satoru takes two of his own fingers and pats them on your lips, a signal for you to open your mouth. you comply, wishing they would keep praising you. as if he can hear your thoughts, satoru mutters a “atta girl” when he slips his fingers into your mouth. 

he lets them hit the back of your throat a few times and when you gag, he pulls them back. not entirely, but just enough so that you’re still drooling on them but aren’t entirely gagging. he moves his fingers in a scissoring motion for some time and then he pulls them out. before you can even think about missing his fingers in your mouth, he moves them down to your clit, rubbing calculated circles. 

suguru moves his fingers faster, curling them upwards till they hit your sweet spot repeatedly. “i think our sweet girls about to cum, satoru” suguru breaks the silence between him and satoru. “i think so too” you can’t tell if it’s the way they’re talking about you as if you weren’t there but you cum the second the two speak, your body shaking as they help you ride it out. suguru shallowly pumping his fingers in while satoru slows his circles on your clit. suguru leans in to give you a kiss, his lips doing most of the work as your body recovers from your mindblowing orgasm. 

you yelp into suguru’s mouth when satoru pats your clit a little too hard. you want to say something but he taps your clit one more time before watching more slick dribble out of your cunt and onto the chair. suguru is the first to speak. his lips trail towards your ear leaving soft kisses in each place he covers. “you did so well for us, sweetheart. how’re you feeling?” as he speaks, satoru wipes the tears from your eyes and rubs comforting circles on your cheek.

your heart throbs at the attention. you understand what suguru is asking; are you still up for more? or are you done for the time being? you bite your lip before you speak.

“m-more, please. want more. want both of you. please.” satoru places a gentle kiss on your lips. “you’re so good for us, baby. a perfect listener. you think you can take us both? you think your tight little hole can fit both of us?” you moan out loud at his words.

“i don’t know, satoru. she might not be able to handle us.” suguru’s teasing you and you know it, but you don’t care. the thought of them leaving you so wet and needy for them may have your cunt clenching on nothing but you think you might die if you don’t feel them stretching you out.

“nonono, please. please don’t. need it so bad. need you two so bad. wan’ your cocks in me, now. don’t care if it hurts” you think you might’ve broken them because now it’s them who can’t wait till you're done speaking. 

suguru stands up, dragging you up with him before he rips your panties off in one go. satoru, now standing behind you, is pushing your skirt as far up as it can go before pulling his dick out of his pants. suguru following his lead. 

they each keep one hand on a hip, keeping you upright. you feel satoru slip his dick between your folds from behind you, coating himself in your slick before pushing the tip into you. “oh, fuck. satoru, you’re so big” you hear suguru groan from in front of you. he’s using the same hand he fingered you with to stroke himself, waiting for you to adjust to satoru. 

satoru slowly pushes all the way in, stopping every inch or so when you let out a whine of discomfort. “breathe, baby. breathe” satoru may think he’s helping but his velvety voice in your ear is only turning you on more. your pussy doing anything but loosening up. after some time, you slowly grind your hips back onto him, letting him know you’re ready for him to move.

he starts with shallow thrusts and soon he’s going all the way back out before slamming his hips forward. your body shakes in their arms. you’re sure if they let go, you’d fall onto the floor. satoru’s pace doesn’t stay that way forever, though. you cry out a “s’toru, mo-move please” when you feel him slow his thrusts until he comes to a complete stop. 

“shhh, baby. suguru needs to feel you too, doesn’t he?” your eyes widen. you recall your words from earlier, you still want them more than anything but a feeling of uncertainty hits you. as if they can feel your unease, satoru nuzzles his nose into your neck while suguru rubs comforting circles into your hip. suguru gives you a kiss, wet and open mouthed. “you’ve been so good for us, yeah? we’ll take care of you” suguru whispers in your ear. his voice makes you clench harder around satoru.

you know satoru felt it because his mouth hasn’t left your neck and you can feel a grin spreading on his face. “we’ll go slow for you, sweetheart. you don’t need to do anything but be good for us. you can do that, right baby?” they wait for your response. though they’re both aching to be inside of you, they want to make sure you feel the same.

the room is silent when you speak. “p-please, wanna’ be your good girl” and they’re off. satoru stays still inside of you, instead moving one arm to wrap around your waist and his other hand to spread your pussy for suguru. “you gotta relax, sweet girl. there’s no way suguru’s gonna fit when you’re clenching down on me like that” suguru chuckles at the other man's words before he starts to squeeze his way in. satoru moves the fingers that were spreading you open to your clit, rubbing circles as suguru continues to push himself inside of you. 

your whines only get louder when they’re both finally inside of you. suguru is the first to speak. “you look so pretty like this. all stretched out on our dicks. i think we should keep her satoru.” satoru hums in agreement. “i think we should too. it’d be so nice to come home to her waiting so patiently for us to fuck her, take care of her” he lowers his voice adding a “and to love her” before you can process his words, satoru pulls all the way out and all the way back in. you let out a borderline pornographic moan and you feel them both twitch at the sound. 

“p-please move” you sniffle. and move they do. when suguru pulls out, satoru pushes in. and when satoru pulls out, suguru pushes in. the room filled with your whines and cries of “‘s too much”, “can’t take it”, and “wan’ more”. they do their best to give you everything you need. satoru uses a hand coated with your slick to make you face him so he can smash his lips against yours. 

he’s rough with his kiss. shoving his tongue down your throat, making you suck on it and pulling it out just so he can nibble on your lips. suguru, on the other hand, has made himself busy with your neck. he leaves bite marks wherever he can, kissing the same area he bit softly as if he was soothing the pain. “ha-harder”

satoru breaks the kiss with a groan. “our girl is so greedy, suguru. should we give her what she wants? i’m not sure i heard a please” suguru, still busy with your neck, grunts softly in feigned disappointment. “i thought we had trained her better than that. maybe we shouldn’t give it to her” you shake your head at their words “no! n-no please. i’m sor-ry, i’ll be good. don’ stop, please”

this seems to satisfy them because they listen. and they listen well. they not only move harder, but somehow deeper too. suguru has one of your legs lifted in the air while satoru keeps you steady at your waist. your moans get louder and louder, a warning that you’re getting close. you know satoru and suguru are aware but you know better than to cum without asking. 

“c-can i? please ‘ve been so good, wanna cum s-so bad” you’re practically sobbing and they can feel themselves throbbing around you. satoru kisses your cheek and says something along the lines of “you can cum, baby” but you aren’t listening because suguru bit that spot on your neck and satoru hit that spot in your cunt and you’re seeing stars when you squirt on them. 

they only get in a few more thrusts before they fill you up with their cum. “holy shit” satoru chuckles “didn’t know you were a squirter, baby” you whine out in embarrassment, wanting to hide your face in your hands but you feel too tired to do anything.  

you whimper when suguru pulls out, followed by satoru. the feeling of being empty being foreign after being stuffed so full. suguru carefully places your leg down, making sure satoru is still holding you up. you’re not sure what he has planned because he has that stupid grin on his face that he and satoru share when they’re about to do something devious. 

when around forty seconds have passed and the only thing that’s happened is satoru leaving wet kisses along your back, you think you’re in the clear but your legs being moved. each one gently placed on the shoulder of a very handsome suguru who is currently on his knees between your legs. you want to protest, tell them you’re still recovering from the last orgasm but suguru presses a kiss to your clit. 

the constant stimulation has your clit protruding out, begging for attention, so how could he not kiss it some more? the sounds from between your legs are no less than obscene. suguru is groaning into your cunt. he kisses, sucks, bites, and you would be a fucking liar to say that it doesn’t feel as good as it hurts. “you have the sweetest pussy, pretty” he moans out between kisses “tastes so good”

satoru thinks he’s going to go insane. he would much rather be between your legs but he knows there’ll be more chances for him to do so in the future. for now, he’ll focus on pressing those kisses you seem to love on your back and neck while using one hand to show each of your tits equal amounts of attention. and also whispering dirty words into your ear that only shove you closer and closer to the edge you’ve been teetering on. 

“does suguru’s tongue feel good, baby? you like being used by us? you wanna come all over his face like a good girl?” you do. you want to be nothing but the best for them. you wish they would never stop praising you. “y-yes, fuck, wanna be your good girl. wan’ to cum so bad, please can i?” you know nothing of pride, you only know suguru and satoru are making you feel so good that you can barely remember your own name.

it’s only when suguru says your name in that rough voice of his before telling you to come that you remember. you cum hard on his face, his mouth never stopping but only slowing down and moving to place gentle kisses on your clit. “you did so well for us, sweetheart” satoru moves his hands up and down your sides to sooth your trembling body. when suguru leaves to grab a washcloth to clean you up, satoru is still whispering comforting praises into your ear. he backs up to sit himself in a chair and tugs you into his lap. “shhh, it’s okay, baby. i got you”

suguru returns with a wet washcloth. “can you open up for me, pretty? jus’ gonna clean you, nothing else” satoru knows your body is capable of moving just yet so he takes your whine as the okay for him to spread you open for his friend. once suguru’s done, he presses a chaste kiss to your forehead. 

suguru dresses you in one of his oversized shirts before satoru takes you to his bed. they let you sleep while they clean themselves up before joining you in bed as well. you wake up later that night to two sleeping boys and an ache between your legs. they each are touching you in their own ways, suguru nuzzled into your neck and satoru’s hand wrapped possessively around your waist. you find yourself drifting back into sleep and the next time you wake up, there’s a note on the bedside table.

“we stepped out for a bit but we’ll be back soon with breakfast, baby ;)” 

-

tuesday comes by again once more and this time you’re the only one staying behind. the past three days have been spent “studying” at suguru and satoru’s place and you’re finally ready to hear about your test results from your professor. when he returns your paper, you know there’s only one thing to do.

you text the two boys a picture of your grade on your exam making sure the big 98% written on top of a “nice work!” is clearly shown.

-you: i think i deserve a reward

©storusangel. any and all forms of modifications, reposts, and translation of my work are prohibited.

[xinganhao]

cherry on top 🍒 mafia boss!seungcheol x reader. (4)

stories like this always end with a damsel in distress. except—this time around—you’re not the one who needs saving. previous chapter + masterlist.

📄 Minutes of strategic information meeting, filed by Kim Mingyu (Mafia Soldier, Logistics & Recon)

Date: ██████████ Location: Safehouse Omega-9, Undisclosed City Perimeter Time: 03:17 HRS

ATTENDEES:

Yoon Jeonghan (Underboss)

Lee Chan (Combat Unit Leader)

Chwe Hansol (Surveillance Division)

Kim Mingyu (Logistics & Recon; Recording Officer)

Civilian Target [REDACTED] (Unauthorized Attendee)

AGENDA:

Contingency Plan for Retrieval of Boss (S.Coups)

Chain of Command During Absence

External Threat Assessment

[BEGIN TRANSCRIPT]

JEONGHAN: We go in through the east dock. Two snipers posted by 03:40. Chan leads breach. Hansol, your eyes stay on thermal—no improvisation this time.

HANSOL: I never improvise. My brilliance is structured.

CHAN: Can we not do this right now?

JEONGHAN: [ignoring them] Mingyu, once we get him out, you're on evac. Full blackout route. No trackers, no chatter.

MINGYU: Copy.

HANSOL: Any updates on who turned? Someone had to leak coordinates.

CHAN: There’s a list. We’ll handle it after we bring the boss home. One fire at a time.

[DOOR SLAMS OPEN. SOUND OF HIGH-HEELED FOOTSTEPS. SILENCE.]

CIVILIAN TARGET: You’re planning this without me?

JEONGHAN: [visibly tense] You weren’t invited.

CIVILIAN TARGET: He’s my belo—my boyfriend, Jeonghan. You think I’m just going to sit around while you play war games?

JEONGHAN: This isn’t a movie. You’re a civilian. You don’t belong in this room.

CIVILIAN TARGET: No, I’m the reason he still believes in soft things. I belong more than half the people at this table.

CHAN: She’s got a point.

JEONGHAN: Chan.

CHAN: I’m just saying. She’s not exactly fragile.

HANSOL: She did rewire one of my bugs with a paperclip. That was... not unimpressive.

JEONGHAN: [sighs] This isn’t about guts. It’s about blood.

CIVILIAN TARGET: Then you should know mine’s already on the line. Every second he’s gone, I feel it. And I’m done being sidelined. I’m not here to ask. I’m here to help.

[BEAT OF SILENCE. THEN—]

JEONGHAN: You get one job. And if you screw it up, I’ll personally drag you out.

CIVILIAN TARGET: Deal.

JEONGHAN: Hansol, give her the map. Mingyu, loop her in.

MINGYU: You’re going to need a comm. And a bulletproof vest.

CIVILIAN TARGET: Got both. And a knife in my boot.

CHAN: Okay, badass.

[MEETING CONTINUED UNDER LEVEL-2 SECRECY PROTOCOLS. TRANSCRIPT REDACTED. END OF MINUTES.]

FINAL NOTES:

Civilian Target formally added to Operation Homecoming roster.

Jeonghan authorized conditional field involvement.

Morale status: heightened.

Risk level: astronomically high.

🗂️ Operation Homecoming: Field Notes & Briefing Report, compiled by mafia underboss, Yoon Jeonghan

Clearance Level: Top Confidential Date Logged: ██████████ Location: Safehouse Omega-9

SUMMARY: Boss (S.Coups) was captured 48 hours ago following the receipt of a falsified emergency ping traced back to the civilian target’s encoded channel. The ping claimed she’d been injured and was en route to an undisclosed hospital in Sector D. According to surveillance logs, the Boss diverted course alone, abandoning standard security protocol. We believe he was intentionally isolated through signal jamming, then intercepted at the underpass beneath Route 14.

AUTOPSY OF THE TRAP:

Fake GPS tag mimicked civilian target’s bio-signal pattern

Voice distortion software replicated her distress call

EMP deployed upon vehicle arrival to disable tracking

Tactical unit waited with sedation-grade rounds

CURRENT LOCATION OF BOSS: Confirmed. Underground storage facility, formerly Syndicate-aligned. Defected cell now controls the zone. Reinforcements on site. Boss presumed alive—last thermal footage confirms faint movement.

INTERVENTION STRATEGY: OPERATION HOMECOMING

Phase One – Extraction:

Entry through east dock (03:40 HRS)

Chan leads breach unit, Hansol on thermal, Mingyu handling evac

All units silent channel only

Phase Two – Internal Sweep:

Civilian target assigned distraction and misdirection role (see below)

Two-minute window to locate and stabilize Boss

Phase Three – Extraction + Fade:

Mingyu initiates blackout route

Decoys deployed on west perimeter to delay pursuit

Rendezvous at Site Echo

CIVILIAN TARGET: PERFORMANCE LOG

Arrived wearing borrowed Kevlar and jeans tucked into combat boots. Asked if bulletproof vests same in women’s sizes. Did not wait for response.

Showed immediate enthusiasm, zero tactical finesse. Hansol gave her the map. She held it upside down. Twice.

Informed her she’d be working as the visual diversion. Her response: “Like bait?” Followed by: “Cool. I’m good at being annoying.”

Surprisingly effective. Created a loud enough ruckus on the perimeter to draw three guards off their posts. Managed to bluff her way past checkpoint by pretending to be a lost food delivery driver. Claimed she had gluten-free soba for a man named Kevin. There is no Kevin.

Still not sure how she pulled it off.

When Boss was found, he was semi-conscious but breathing. Whispered her name first.

END STATUS:

Boss retrieved.

Minimal casualties (1 injured – not fatal)

Facility compromised but not traced

Civilian target cried in the van. Then threatened to punch me for writing that down. I'm writing it down anyway.

FOOTNOTE — for Seungcheol’s eyes only: You’re reckless, stubborn, and impossible to reason with. But apparently, that’s your thing. You’re also luckier than most of us ever will be.

She didn’t sleep. Not once. Kept looking at every door like you might walk through it.

When you did, she didn’t even say anything. Just threw her arms around you like gravity stopped working.

Try not to make her go through that again.

– YJH

📱 Phone history log, filed by mafia soldier Chwe Hansol

Device: S.Coups' Personal Line (Encrypted Channel #017) Status: Outgoing Messages Only – Blocked by Signal Jammer Timestamp Range: ██:██–██:██ (Time of Abduction)

NOTE: Texts never reached intended recipient. Recovered during post-mission diagnostics. For archival purposes.

[01:12 AM] Where are you? They said you were hurt. I'm on my way.

[01:15 AM] Which hospital? No one's answering. This isn't funny. Call me.

[01:17 AM] Your signal keeps bouncing. Something's wrong. Stay where you are.

[01:21 AM] I swear to god if they laid a hand on you

[01:24 AM] No ambulance ever came.

[01:25 AM] This is a setup.

[01:27 AM] I'm so stupid. They used you. Fuck fuck fuck

[01:28 AM] I should've followed protocol. Should’ve sent Mingyu. Should’ve sent anyone but me.

[01:30 AM] If you get this, lock all the windows. Call Jeonghan. Stay put.

[01:34 AM] They knew I’d come for you.

[01:36 AM] This isn’t your fault.

[01:39 AM] Don’t come after me.

[01:41 AM] Love, beloved, please. Don’t try to save me.

[01:45 AM] You always do this—you throw yourself into fires you don't understand.

[01:49 AM] If they hurt you because of me, I’ll never forgive myself.

[01:52 AM] Tell Jeonghan to burn everything. Get out. Go far.

[01:54 AM] Forget me if you have to. Just live.

[02:01 AM] I love you. Please, please, please, don’t be stupid.

[END OF RECOVERED LOG]

📰 Excerpt from "The Ethics of Mafias: Love in the Line of Fire", a follow-up think piece by Xu Minghao

... If leadership within organized crime is already an ethical minefield, then love within it is something more volatile still: a paradox of vulnerability embedded in violence. New whispers surround the figure known only as S.Coups—the alleged mafia boss whose name, until recently, conjured images of discipline, domination, and an empire forged in precision.

Now, another narrative has emerged. One that reshapes how we understand not just the man, but the very myth he embodies.

According to rumors sourced from both within and outside the organization, S.Coups may have a romantic partner. Not a fellow operative, nor a political alliance. But a civilian. Someone unaffiliated and—crucially—untouched by the bloodied logic of the underworld.

If this is true, the implications are vast.

To love in his position is a risk. It is weakness, some would say. Yet others might argue that such love is the only thing capable of keeping a man like him from becoming monstrous. If the rumors are accurate, she is the reason he looks over his shoulder less. The reason he checks his own wrath. The reason his most trusted lieutenants have stopped fearing him and started worrying about him.

Love, here, is not a diversion. It is discipline.

And perhaps that is the most fascinating ethical twist of all: that this boss, so often theorized as either tyrant or savior, might be both—because of her.

Some say he texts her between assassinations. That he buys her gummy bears because she mentioned liking them once, months ago. That he has started folding her laundry and learning her aunt’s dietary restrictions. These are, of course, unconfirmed. They seem almost laughably mundane. But within the shadowed world of syndicates and secret wars, what could be more radical than tenderness?

Others claim that he was taken. There are now verified reports of a failed abduction and his eventual rescue. She was allegedly involved. They say she showed up unarmed, untrained, and utterly unafraid. They say she demanded to be part of the rescue mission. They say she was reckless, infuriating, and ultimately, instrumental.

And that when he saw her again, he wept.

To be loved, it turns out, is not always soft. Sometimes, it is brutal and inelegant and wildly inconvenient. But in the context of a life built on violence, to be loved is to be saved. Again and again. In the ways that matter.

Whether S.Coups is worthy of that love is not the question. The question is whether it has already changed him. Whether, in the end, the girl outside the syndicate might be the only thing real in a world made of smoke and mirrors.

And whether that, more than power or fear, will be his lasting legacy.

Mafia boss S.Coups is many things. Protector, manipulator. Brother, enemy, friend.

It seems we must add two more things:

Lover, and loved.

FIN. THANK YOU FOR READING CHERRY ON TOP!

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Over The Years - Part 1

Artemis Crock X Reader

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“Finally! Another girl. Only God knows we need more around here.” You say as you shake the blondes hand. “I’m Y/N.” She nods as before introducing herself. “Artemis.” The name sounds familiar. Possibly something Wonder Woman has mentioned.

“As in the Greek Goddess?” A soft smile appears across her face. “Something like that.” The rest of the team begins to disperse, heading to do their own things. “What about you? What’s your super cool hero name?” She says in a somewhat sarcastic tone. “I go by DS.” I say as she raises an eyebrow. “DS?.” She repeats, much slower. She stares at me for a few seconds so I give in. “Short for DarkStar, Robin over here thought it’d be a cool name.” I say pointing to small boy. “Hey, not my fault you lost the bet.” He smirks as he folds his arms. “DarkStar?” She repeats my words once again.

“Awful, I know. But It’s just something that got stuck with me for a while and I’ve kept it because I guess you could sort of say I’ve found some sort of comfort in it after having it for so long. I feel like it’s be weird to change it now, you know?” You say as you take a seat on the table behind you. “Doesn’t sound too bad. I like it.” She says not sounding too believable. I pause, staring at her for a few seconds. “Sure.” I say walking off, hearing her footsteps trail behind me. “No, I mean it, it’s great.” She stammers, her words sounding more sincere. “I didn’t say I didn’t believe you, did I?” I respond to which she raises her eyebrows. “Come on dude, I’m not stupid.” “Never said you were.” She groans in response which causes a smile to form on my lips.

“Ready for your first mission?” I ask to which she nods. “I’ve been ready.” ‘I’ve mind linked us all so we can’t be intercepted’ Mganns voice comes through to which Artemis squints, her hand shooting up to her head. “You good?” I turn to her, placing a hand on her arm. She nods, “Yeah, it just feels weird.” She remarks standing up straight, regaining her composure. “You’ll get used to it soon.” You say as she follows you. She doesn’t respond aloud. Her voice comes through inside my head. ‘Yeah I hope so.’

“Artemis! Watch out!” I yell running towards her as someone tries to attack her from behind. Fortunately I’m able to get there in time, and use the rubble from the building to knock him down. “Thanks.” Artemis breathes out as she looks down at the man. ‘Target acquired. Team, move out.’ Kaldurs voice comes through and we go back to the bio-ship.

The silence of mount justice is deafening as we get off the ship. We all say our good nights before heading off to our room. As I’m brushing my teeth a knock on the door pulls my attention. “Come in.” The door is now slightly opened with Artemis peeking in. “Uh, hey Y/N.” She says opening the door. “Oh hey, what’s up?” I ask glancing at the time. Concern clouds my mind as we came back from the mission an hour ago. “I just wanted to thank you for saving me back there Y/N.” A wave of relief rushes over me. “No problem. We’re a team, it’s what we do. We look out for each other.” I respond to which she nods, staring at the floor for a few moments. “Is that all?” I ask grabbing her attention. “Shit sorry yeah. Kinda spaced out. Thank you again though. Seriously.” She says walking back to the door. “Goodnight Artemis.” I say as she goes through. “Goodnight Y/N.” She responds before shutting the door.

“So you’re coming to Gotham Academy?” I ask making sure I heard correctly. “Unfortunately.” She sighs. “Why now though, you’ve been on the team for like 3 months already. I feel like it should’ve been sooner.” I say to which she groans. “I don’t know and to be honest I don’t care. I really don’t wanna go.” She responds as she puts her face in her hands. “If you’re so depressed about getting to spend more time with me you can leave my room.” I say to which she perks up. “You go to Gotham?” She asks taking a seat on my bed. “Yes ma’am. Ever since 3rd grade?” I question, not fully sure. “Actually I think it was 2nd. End of 2nd grade.” I confirm to which she nods. “How is it?” She asks, her elbows on her knees as she leans into her hands. “It’s whatever, strict but the rules are easy to follow. It’s got an extraordinary education, that’s for sure, but since it is built by Bruce Wayne you would have to expect that.” She hums in understanding.

“The people are nice, sure there are some shitty ones here and there but overall much better than other places. Downside is everyone is so smart, can make you feel a bit stupid.” I say as I sit on the chair by my desk. “So what, you’re like a genius then?” She smirks making me laugh. “Oh God no, far from it. I don’t really focus much on school, I just go because I have to. I pass, which is matters.” She nods. “However I guess you’re the genius since you did get into the school.” I say to which she shakes her head. “I didn’t even apply.” “Yeah me too. Hey, at least we’re twinning.” She laughs as she raises her eyebrow at me. “You are so weird.” I smile. “So when’s your first day?” I question to which she groans to. “Tomorrow.” I wince. “That is so sad.” I say to which she just nods in agreement to. “Very.” “Don’t worry though, I’ll give you a tour.” I say to which she thanks me for.

“So over here is the field. Most people just chill out here with friends and stuff, obviously. If you want to do homework go to the library or something cause it’s noisy and you might get a ball to the face if you’re not aware of your surroundings. It’s happened to me multiple times, and it’s not like I was even studying. Anyways her is the-”

Out of the corner of my eye I see Dick running up to us with his phone out. Aware of his plans as he told me the night before, I smile for the photo as he lifts his phone snapping a picture before calling out “We’ll laugh about this someday” as he runs off. “Who was that?” Artemis looks back, trying to find where he ran off to. “Just some freshman.” I respond so which she eyes me suspiciously obviously not believing me. “Which is why you were prepared to smile for the camera?” She asks an eyebrow raised. “Not my fault you’re too slow.” I laugh. “Come on, let me show you your classes.” I continue in attempts to change the subject.

“What a great way to end the year!” Wally cheers as he stretches before speeding off to the kitchen. “I think a new years kiss is needed, right Dick?” I ask not so subtly nodding towards Zatanna. She notices and shakes her head. “Yeah, you’re right Y/N, I agree.” He says before Zatanna chuckles before pulling him in. I smile as I look at Dick melt into the kiss with Zatanna, hearing footsteps approach I turn my head. “Happy New Years Artemis.” I say as she walks up to me. “Happy new years Y/N.” She hesitates before going in for a hug. I welcome it. She holds me tight for a few seconds before slowly releasing her grip on me. “Come with me.” She says as she pulls my hand not really giving me as she drags me to the top of Mount Justice.

“So what are we doing here?” I ask as she nervously smiles. “I wanted to give you something.” She pulls out a book with the words, ‘US’ in bold letters. I open look back at her. A confused smile taking over my features. “I saw the way you helped the kids with their scrap books on the mission. So I thought I’d make one for you. It was meant to be for Christmas but it wasn’t ready yet.” She says as I flip through the pages filled with selfies of us taken at school and a few taken on missions. Some with the team and others just the two of us. There’s a few solo photos of me which I didn’t even know were taken. I keep flipping through the book and find words beside a few images. Some mentioning the date and what was going on the moment they were taken.

‘Y/N before failing her exam.’ With a picture of me and her smiling, my hands wrapped around my stationery as I hold my thumbs up. And the next image is a screenshot from a video I remember quite vividly. Her writing beside the picture saying ‘Y/N after failing her exam.’ With me at the desk looking up Artemis shocked as there’s a 53% circled on the paper. I flip the page to see a picture of me with my face in my hands as there’s books upon books around me. ‘Tutoring Y/N cause she might stay back a year.’ With a sad face drawn beside it. The next image is of me pouting as her hand is in the corner frame waving at me. ‘Justice League forcing Y/N to study by not letting her on a mission.’

Flipping through the pages I see snapshots of our lives together over the past 8 months. I see the way our friendship has bloomed as so obviously shown between our interactions in videos and photos. You can see in our body language, the first photos more separated and shy to the recent ones of us hugging or unable to be separated, even in team photos we were side by side. I continue to flip through them before stopping on a page. A recent one.

‘SHE PASSED!’ It’s a screenshot of a video too, a selfie as I kiss her cheek. That was one of the most stressful days of my life, and that says a lot considering I’m risking my life on the daily. “That was a good day.” Artemis speaks up as she notices my interest in the page. “One of the best days. I can’t believe I not only passed, but with flying colours too.”

“Found it.” The teacher says as she picks up the paper from her desk and walking towards the back in the now empty classroom. “Are you scared?” Artemis asks pointing her phone at me as the teacher puts the exam face down and walks away. I smile nervously as I look down at the paper, scared to flip it and look at the result. “Obviously. It’s the make it or break it. Am I coming with you or am I staying behind?” I say before she puts her hand on mine. “Hey, you studied for this and did your best, so no matter what happens it means nothing.” She says softly, I nod, taking in her words. A silence sits between us for seconds before she speaks again sounding more like usual. “But I know that’s absolutely enough. Now look at it!” Artemis says nervously but unable to contain her excitement as it slips through.

“Okay, okay.” I say as I grab the paper, slowly flipping it as she leans back, attempting to get the result and my face as I look at the front page. My jaw drops. “Oh my God.” I whisper as I slowly turn to her. “What, what is it? I can’t see the paper.” She looks over her phone as I turn the paper towards her. “I GOT 98% I PASSED!” I scream and she instantly cheers, flipping the camera to selfie mode, now on both of us as we scream with excitement. “I knew it! I knew you could do it!” She says and I can’t control myself as I grab her face pulling her face towards me and kissing her cheek. “YOU ARE AMAZING!” I say as I pull away, she smiles unable to speak as I stand up, unable to sit still.

I smile at the image, only now realising how red she was, she’s got this sort of bashful smile on face too. I think I need access to her camera roll cause she’s got all these moments capturing things I didn’t notice. Another perspective of our lives.

I peel my eyes away from the book to look at Artemis. Her eyes already on mine. The moon shined on her so perfectly you could mistake her for the Goddess instead. “This is so beautiful. Thank you. Truly.” I say to which she smiles softly. “You know I’d do anything for you right?” She says, her voice barely above a whisper. “And I’d do the same for you.” She smiles. “I know. But I feel like I haven’t said it or shown you enough, so I wanted to remind you because you mean everything to me Y/N. You’re my best friend.”

“Y/N, it’s been years, you need to tell how you feel.” Dick says as we walk through the gymnasium of the school. “It hasn’t been that long.” You respond as you take a seat on the bleachers. “You met when I was 13, I am turning 19 this year, you guys have been dancing around it for too long.” He takes a seat beside me. You pause as his words sink in, you can remember meeting her like it was yesterday. Everything with her is memorable, it feels fresh, as if it all just happened. You forget that you’ve quite literally grown up with her.

“Okay, but that doesn’t mean I liked her the whole time.” You lean back, laying on the seats behind you. “But you did and I know that.” Dick says as he copies your move. “Thinking she’s pretty and having a crush on her is 2 different things.” You respond, denying his words. “Okay yeah, sure, let’s say you’re right. Maybe not from the day you met, but you can’t lie and say it didn’t take you long before you fell for her. What was it? 6 months.” You sigh in defeat. He’s right.

“I don’t know Dick.” I say as I look towards her, the kids laughing as she struggles make the bracelet. “Dude she’s literally in love with you. Just go for it.” He says following your eyes. As if she has a sixth sense she looks up to you. Smiling as your eyes meet and giving a wave before putting her attention back on the kids. You stare at her for a few more seconds before looking back at Dick. “But what if I lose it all.” “And what if you don’t.” He says on a level that competes with the flash.

“Just trust me Y/N. She’s into you, and I don’t want you to wait too long and lose out on her because you’re perfect for each other. You both know that and everyone around you knows that. And as much as I love Artemis I love you more, and I’m not ready to see your heart get broken if she can’t hold out for you any longer.” He grabs my hands, his relaxed persona no longer there as he now faces me, pleading with me to believe him. I take in his words, gathering my thoughts before looking back at her as she laughs with the kids. “I’d break my own heart if it means not losing her.” He sighs, but nods, understanding my words. “Well then, I hope for all our sakes she tells you how she feels.”

[rpsurfer8]

Hello lovely!!! I love ur writing style sm so I wanted to try out requesting 🥹🥹 Do you take requests or asks?? If you do,, then are you fine with family stuff?? 😭 Can I request headcannons for Vox and Val being girl dads? Like, Vox/Val and Reader's bio daughter!! Ik its impossible for sinners to reproduce HEIEJOWJAO ITS TUMBLR U CAN DO ANYTHING ‼️‼️😔 tysm!!<3

Aww! Thank you! You’re literally the sweetest.

Vox: 📺

You’re daughter will never want for a thing

She likes that toy? He buys ten varieties of it.

She wants a new Vpad? You bet your ass he’s on that.

She has all the clothes she could ask for

Don’t tell anyone but he’d play dress up and tea party with her

Vox overall is very protective of his daughter, one could say he’s overprotective.

No one’s allowed to say one bad thing about her

“What are you trying to say about my daughter?”

Cue glitches and static electricity in the air.

Constantly having her on watch

Cameras and trackers everywhere

A ton of bodyguards to make sure the paparazzi or some crazed fan don’t bother her

When it comes time for your daughter to start having a partner he won’t be very happy or respectful of them

“So you’re her partner then?” He’d look them up and down unimpressed

He’d ask a million questions to see if they’re worthy

They never would be, not to him

You’d have to calm him down a few times, because he may try and make the partner go “missing”

Mans is a villian after all

If he doesn’t find the person she’s dating to be satisfactory he’ll try and “save her the heartache”

The second she cries because of them they’re gone

Sadly he’s a very busy man so he doesn’t spend a lot of quality time with her or you

But he’s always watching

Even if he’s not present he knows how she did in the school play

He’ll make sure anyone who bothers her dissapears

Bullies or cat callers-they’re gone in within a day.

He already knows each of her grades

If she’s failing a subject a private tutor was already contacted

If she’s wanting to peruse a certain job he has tons of connections

He’s trying his best to not fail her in the only ways he knows how.

Money and power

Valentino: 🦋

Valentino, on the surface, is a very doting father

He’s always cooing over her saying how cute or pretty she is

“She’s just so cute, mi amor!”

Very physically affectionate. Hugs, cheek and forehead kisses, hand holds-all of it

This doesn’t stop as she gets older, he continues saying how cute she is and touching her

You’d have to convince him not to bring her to the studio because he’d always want her with him

He gives great fashion advice!

He even helps her learn about makeup

He buys her all the trendy and expensive clothes and makeup

He does love her truely

He tries very hard to be the father she needs

But hes not always able to control his temper

He gets very angry when she starts to fight back

They get into a lot of arguments in her teenage years

Because he keeps trying to control her (it’s what he knows how to do) and she’s trying to be her own person

When she brings a partner home he’s the type to do the scary dad speech

“If you hurt her, or make her cry, you’re done for. I’ll rip your head off.”

Very protective because he knows what goes on isn’t all innocent

“Bebe, if you close this door again, I’ll rip it off the hinges.”

The type to mean it too

He would absolutely beat the shit out of the partner who made her cry

They’d be unrecognizable

He’s also a very busy man so there are times you both don’t see him often

But worry not he’s always texting or FaceTiming you guys

If your daughters worried about school he’d ask Vox to help her out

He’s worried about other things

Like her street smarts. He needs to make sure she can hold her own in hell.

So he’ll train her to fight, to use knifes and guns

By the time she’s an adult she’d know how to kill and protect herself

He’d also make sure she can see through conmen and demons who only want her soul

Tbh your daughter would be a badass

[theboxingwriter]

Piltover's Finest: Origins

Hello hello! My name is Box and I would love some feedback on my newest idea for a CaitVi fanfic. Premise: College Arcane AU. Enemies to Lovers where Vi is a boxer struggling with academics and maintaining her athletic scholarship. Caitlyn is a cool ice queen, top of her class, and trying to start up a Investigation club at their school. Like I said, any feedback would be appreciated! Thanks for reading in advance!

------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chapter 1: Rough Meetings

Honestly? She thought this day couldn’t get any worse. At first it had been simple enough. An exam to study for here, a paper to type up there… The initial few weeks tricked her into thinking maybe, just maybe, balancing her academic workload and boxing practice wouldn’t be hard. That was before her professors started throwing everything but the damn university at her. She grit her teeth as she attempted to drown her stress out, the punching bag in front of her swinging left to right. Left jab The D+ from her last human bio test flashed through her mind. Right Straight Her calc professor asking for her to stay back after class. The ensuing discussion about her slipping grade

She could see it. The imaginary opponent in front of her throws out a right straight back at her.

The Dean calling her to the office, bringing up her GPA and how her athletic scholarship was in jeopardy. That they were putting her on probation. That she needed to figure out some way to bring up her grade by the end of next semester or…

Vi slipped her head to the outside of the right hand, her weight fully on her lead leg now. She would explode back inside with a left hook to the bag.

It was music to her ears. Glove pounding into sand. Despite the joy it brought her however, it could not silence her worries. Vander and Powder already had enough to worry about in the undercity.

She couldn’t add to their troubles, but what could she do? Piltover U was nothing like the highschool she graduated from. Not that it meant she was dumb by any means, but this? Vi would need a supercomputer for a brain.

(Even if that was possible? Fat chance she would be able to afford it.)

The redhead sighed, letting a quick shoe-shining combo go before finishing it off with a right hook. The sandbag would fold over at the impact with a satisfying crunch. If only her problems were as easy as punching through them. Then maybe she’d be the-

“Excuse me? Are you Violet Lanes by any chance?”

A posh, elegant voice would break her out of her thoughts. Really? The gym was supposed to be empty at this hour. Who dared interrupt her temple, her place of zen?

When she saw who it was, Vi almost choked. It was Miss Prim and Proper herself. Caitlyn Kiramman. Clad in a dark blue jacket and even darker jeans. What the hell was the councillor’s daughter doing here?

“Nope sorry. Think you got the wrong person.” Best to just brush her off and quickly move on. Nothing good ever came from mixing in with the pilties after all. Before the shorter girl could take her gloves off and make a quick getaway however…

“Violet Lanes. Newest rookie on Piltover U’s boxing team with a record of 12-1-1, 10 wins by way of knockout…” A swell of pride would fill her chest as she heard her accomplishments said aloud. Even if they were said in that icy cold voice of hers. “...and subsequently, the newest addition to the academic probation list? Is that not you?”

At that? Vi would glare at her. Why did she know that? Wait, better question. Why the hell did she feel the need to tell her? Like she didn’t already know how screwed she was…

“What do you want?” Vi grumbled, her back quickly turning on the Kiramman. “Since if you’re here to mock me, save your breath Cupcake.”

She could hear her huff in slight frustration. Almost made her feel better about this whole meeting. Almost.

“Well first off Miss Lane, no need for name calling. Surely as adults we are above that, yes?” Caitlyn would be leaning against the sandbag now. That sharp gaze of hers refused to be ignored. Vi could almost feel as if her very soul was being read even as she stared solely in front of her. What was her deal seriously? “And second? I am here to help you.”

Her brow would crease at that. Caitlyn Kiramman.  The literal poster child for their school. One of the richest people on campus. Was here to help her? Seriously?

Vi couldn’t help but chuckle, shaking her head incredulously. Only when she continued to stare at her did she realize that the topsider was serious. “Really? How?” She could at least humor her a bit. “You gonna use your money and connections to raise my grades? That it?”

“No. That would be improper.” Caitlyn would crinkle her nose, as if the very idea of abusing her influence was terrible.

“Then what? Since if-”

“-If you would let me explain Miss Lane, you would not need to keep asking nonsensical questions.” Again with that cool tone, dismissive and regal. The boxer could feel irritation bubble at her core. Nonetheless, she fell silent.

“Thank you.” Caitlyn would lightly tap the punching bag with her left hand, her words much softer now. “Now as I said, I come here as a friend. The Dean notified me of your… recent academic troubles. Asked me personally if I could help you study considering we share classes. This ‘help’ includes tutoring and should you accept it, the Dean has also agreed to allow you to retake a few of your exams.”

Vi raised a brow at that. The Dean asking one freshman to assist another? Even if this was one of their grade’s top students, something seemed off about that. Before she could question it though-

“There is one condition however.” Of course this help wouldn’t come for free. Vi snorted at that. Caitlyn pushed herself off of the sandbag. The tall girl would start walking around Vi, slowly. As if analyzing her. “Seeing that I am going to be giving up valuable time and energy to assist you, I-”

“Just get to the point Cupcake.” It was her turn to cut her off now, Caitlyn narrowing her eyes at Vi at the interruption. After a few seconds, she would simply look away and sigh.

“Very well. I am looking for members for our new investigation club here on campus. You know about the junior enforcer program correct?”

Ah yes. The newly instated Junior Enforcer Program. To help prepare students wishing to join the force once they graduated, schools were allowed to apply for a Jr. Enforcer license. As long as they stayed out of official business and did not resort to lethal force, Junior Enforcers were allowed to investigate crimes and make arrests. At least simply put, the Zaunite never really having looked into the details too much. Considering her own past with the Enforcers of Piltover… Well, that was besides the point. “Piltover University along with a select few other schools have been granted a license. Despite this however… I have had trouble finding people to form a proper club for it.”

Once again Vi would snort “Thought you would have people climbing over each other to join considering you’re a Kiramman.”

Caitlyn would sigh at that, her arms folding delicately in front of her.

“If they were, I would not be here. Look, I need another person to make the club to start officially investigating and preferably? I need someone that can handle themselves.” Even if they are crass, rude individuals, Caitlyn thought. Best not to antagonize her anymore than she had though.

“Okay, let me get this straight Cupcake” Caitlyn would click her tongue at the derisive nickname. “You want me to not only sell myself out, but risk my life as a narc? All for a few exams and one on one tutoring? Really?”

For a beat they would stare at each other. Vi could see something flashing on her face, though only for a moment.

“Look, thanks… but no thanks. I’d rather not become a rich kid’s guard dog.” She would break away from their staring contest as she said that, taking off her gloves and brushing past Caitlyn. Sure, getting a better score on a few of her tests would help so much in re-securing her scholarship but… She’d find another way. She had to. Still had a bit of pride left after all.

Just as she was stuffing her gym bag and about to make her way out though…

“Fair enough. I understand why you may have a few reservations about this proposition.” A few was underscoring it a bit, Vi thought. Nearly made her laugh again honestly. “I am not asking you to join permanently. Just for one semester. Same amount of time I would be helping you with your classes.”

Vi wouldn’t respond, at least not outwardly. She’d only need to do it for a few months? Considering the situation she was in…

“All I ask is that. After that? Not like we have to be friends or anything. Simple and easy right?”

At that, Vi would shoot her one last look as she slung her back over her shoulder. There was an earnest look on Caitlyn’s face, one of quiet determination. “I can see that you may need time to think it over so… once you come to a decision? Let me know.” Caitlyn would go to walk past the brawler, her steps purposeful and measured. Even in the short amount of time they had interacted, Vi was infuriated by her. The way she stared at her like a puzzle to be solved, the way she talked like she owned the place… And the fact that she assumed Vi of all people would even think about joining her.

“What makes you think I’m even considering it? Huh? Why would I work with some stuck-up piltie?”

Her words would be rife with hostility, Vi spinning on her heels to face her again. Caitlyn would stop at the Gym’s entrance, quickly turning back to shoot her a falsely sweet smile.

“Because if you’re dumb enough to not take this opportunity, maybe you do deserve to flunk out of here.”

Only once she left was Vi able to pick her jaw off the floor. 

[annyankers]

This JUST occurred to me while writing a reply on my "why no magic to fix joyce" post and okay --

( before i go any further i want to say i don't like the "joyce got a tumor because of dawn" theory at all. if that was a thing buffy would have found a magical trace on her during the trance and everyone else would be just as likely to have issues since they were all magically modified. none of what i'm about to talk about should link into that theory at all bc it's dumb. the reason it's so dumb to me is one 1. it reeks of dawn haterism 2. it's copium. )

The supernatural aspects of Buffy tend to be metaphors or thematically tied to her human struggles. It started as "high school as horror movie" and moved into "young adult life via the lens of urban fantasy". In season 5 buffy's two biggest struggles are Glory and her mother's brain tumor.

Sometimes people get sick. That's life. That's the world. That's how it is. Sometimes bad things happen naturally, just as you live your life and there's no big mystical trigger and no bibiddy bobbity cure. And Joss is very much an absurdist and a nihilist, just look at convos like in Amends or Eternity (i think?) or Untouched. Where there's talk about how nothing matters, we're not special the world is big and cruel and impossible, but that pointlessness is what gives us the capacity to make meaning etc. If you want to get more on this what the Passion of the Nerd's Buffy and Angel guides, he gets into Joss' whole philosophy end of things. We see her having to grapple with how to handle real life issues as Buffy-Buffy and not Slayer-Buffy a few other times, like when she thought she'd killed Ted.

But that's why Joyce gets sick, because the world is cruel and uncaring and there's nothing Buffy can do to save her mom from an uncaring god--

OH WAIT.

YEAH.

AND THAT'S WHAT I JUST REALIZED.

Buffy is struggling with the very real human powerlessness of having a loved one be like, dangerously sick. Buffy cannot defeat Glory because Glory, as a god, is simply too high above her pay grade so she is completely helpless as the Slayer.

If the Master in season 1 is adulthood, and Angelus is the evil boyfriend, and the mayor is high school/paternalism and Adam/the Initiative is conformity/the government then Glory is thematically god. This is also why I felt to the need to say I don't connect this to the "Dawn gave Joyce a tumor" theory because someone is gonna be like "oh but if Glory thematically represents god then that means Dawn is-- blah blah blah" and no. Multiple things can be going on at once and themes/metaphors do not need to complete a full checklist of possible uses. Dawn, Joyce/Buffy, and Glory can also be seen via the lens of adopted verse biological family which ties into Family, "it's Summers blood", the "why didn't you tell me what I really was?" freak out. But Dawn and Glory are also not bio fam so like you know, metaphors aren't steel here.

But it just makes a lot of sense in that in the season where Buffy is confronting the scariest kind of normal human shit imaginable she's up against a god. In situations like that of the Summers' family, people will curse god or pray because there's just nothing else they can do. It's a deep chasm of helplessness that no one can fight against. Your loved one will make it or they won't. And even if they live there could be major issues. It's all beyond the scope of what man can control. And it's reflected in her supernatural struggle with Glorificus, a hellgod who EATS BRAINS, has the same rough hair color as her mom, who wants to kill her sister and Buffy is too powerless to stop her.

[mintteapullet]

Obsessed with Biting at my Fingers, Nipping at my Heels.

Little Nobara and Yuuji are so cute! World’s cutest children arrive send Geto reeling, give Shoko a minor heart attack at their presence, watch their older brother almost start a fight with a gravely injured man who is their bio dad, and then leave to watch Panda, Inumaki, and Maki train with Megumi. Also the little scene with Gojo and Shoko was adorable. What was the elder’s reactions to Nobara and Yuuji? They were smart enough not to touch them but I doubt they were happy.

Geto bringing up stealing them was bold, I do think Gojo would actually kill him for them. Did Shoko and Nanami know Gojo’s plan going in or did he just drop it on them? Because I can hear Nanami’s sigh from here either way.

I'm so glad you enjoyed! It was basically me smashing together a bunch of tropes I liked and turning it into a story.

Theyre the cutest little pups, and absolute troublemakers. Perks of having Gojo as a parent include being able to do off the wall shit and no one able to really step in without getting mauled. Nobara was absolutely rooting for Megumi if a brawl were to start between him and Geto. Im glad you enjoyed the SatoShoko scene, it was one of my favorite to write, they are so very tender. The elders were terrified because special grade sorcerers are rare, and hardly ever mingle quite like Satoru and Suguru did, so Nobara and Yuuji are a coin toss. A terrifying one at that. Their mother is already a uncontrollable force of nature at the best of times, so their existence is a threat, but not one that they can even attempt to extinguish without the might of the Gojo clan coming down on their heads.

It was very bold, but mostly just a attempt to rile Satoru up. As Suguru stated in his internal monolog, that would be a death wish on his end. Normal omegas have gone far beyond their abilities to protect their pups, if Satoru saw Suguru as a threat to any of his pups there wouldn't even be a scorch mark left on the floor. And regarding Suguru being kept at the estate: yes, it was absolutely talked about amongst the three adults. While saving Suguru's life was a spir of the moment decision, the estate is pack grounds, and Suguru being kept there isn't taken lightly. Nanami definitely sighed though the second he got home and Shoko and Satoru had their "I did something disappointing" looks

[checkoutmybookshelf]

From Criminial Mastermind to Fairy Tale Hero: The End of Artemis Fowl

Here we are, everyone: The final Artemis Fowl book. It has been a journey revisiting the first series I was old enough to follow and fandom, and it's wild to me that we're finally at the end. Especially since I picked up the first Artemis Fowl book in late elementary school (I'm genuinely not sure when though, because the first book came out in April of 2001, when I was in fifth grade and it's very possible I didn't pick the book up until sixth grade, which would have put me at 11, same age as Artemis in that first book) and the final book came out in 2012, when I was in my junior year of undergrad. So at that point, Artemis, Holly, and Butler had been part of my life for a long time. And now here we are, to say goodbye to them again after this leisurely re-listen/read. Let's talk Artemis Fowl: The Last Guardian.

Artemis grew and changed so much across eight books, which makes sense because holy cow do kids change a LOT between 11 and 15. We get so busy living life in those years that we don't really think about how much we truly learn and grown between prepubescence and full-on teenagerhood, but that is a time of massive change, and I think that more than anything else really justifies how Artemis goes from a chillingly vampiric child to a teenager with enough compassion and empathy to understand that sometimes the right choice is a heroic self-sacrifice for the people that your people (both humans and the people, in this case) love. Artemis also did a really interesting version of that thing so many teenagers do where they hit a point where they can't just phone in their abilities anymore and have to actually put effort in, but for Artemis it was emotional rather than intelligence. And yet even when making said heroic sacrifice, we have the absolutely beautiful callback to the end of book one, where Artemis drugs his mother, Butler, and Juliet to keep them from being harmed by the bio-bomb. To stop Holly from preventing him from stopping Opal, Artemis sedates her. The more things change, the more they stay the same...

Except where best villain ever Opal Koboi is concerned. By this book, Opal is so disconnected from reality that she is willing to risk literally going nuclear to escape captivity, and then just...casually sparks off the apocalypse because if there is one thing our girl wants, it's to be Empress of the World, and if that means using spirit zombies and an ancient fairy doomsday device, then I guess it's a good thing she's already versed in black magic. Or something. Opal is fully and completely off the rails at this point, and if you catch yourself referring to yourself as "Mommy" in reference to the spirits of several scores of ancient elven berserkers who would--barring a geas--murder you for it, you might want to stop and take a long, hard look at your life choices. And maybe don't forget that you've cloned yourself, because that's the kind of little detail that can completely ruin your chances of being Empress of the World.

Holly quite possibly deserves every medal that exists for managing to drag Artemis's extremely out-of-shape butt through increasingly dangerous and high-stakes missions while navigating fairy politics and *checks notes* breaking up with her commanding officer after a disastrous date where they both got kicked out of a crunchball match. (And once again...HOW DARE Colfer leave this in exposition and not show us this amazing disaster of a date!?!?) Holly has also just been through the emotional wringer with Artemis and every time he decided to double-cross or lie by omission to bring off a plan and every time he does something infuriatingly human that drives up her blood pressure and yet makes the mission succeed. And then she has to sit there and watch him die to save humans and fairies. Seriously, the fact that Holly Short is a functional being rather than a hot mess is nothing short of a miracle.

And then we come to Butler. Long-suffering, super fucking over it, broken-hearted Domovoi Butler. Artemis got DAMN lucky that the whole "put my spirit in a clone of me" plan panned out, because if it hadn't, Holly was entirely correct: Butler would never have recovered. Butler and Opal might be my two favorite characters in the entire series at this point. That's not where I started--for a very long time, Holly was my favorite character, and Commander Root still gets an honorable mention--but as a grown-ass adult (I'm not doing that math for you, if you want to know that I'm old, you do the math), I cannot escape how dedicated, competent, kind, and just AWESOME Butler is. I feel like the vibe here is very similar to the thing that happens when you watch Sound of Music as a kid and either Maria or one of the kids is your favorite character, but when you come back to it as an adult, Captain Von Trapp is EVERYTHING (RIP Christopher Plummer, we loved you). Butler has a similar vibe but in a different genre.

So, I was an adult and had enough experience of watching fandoms to see the mixed reactions to this book being released. People were sad the series was ending, people were disappointed because the series had seemingly drifted, and people loved it. My reaction was pretty mixed, because I had a lot going on, I knew there were good things here but I was also kind of missing the heisty, criminal mastermind vibes, but also OPAL KOBOI. So I was pretty unsure how to feel about this book when it came out, and then I didn't reread it for literal years because I went to grad school.

Returning to this book now, I have suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch respect for how Colfer tied up the series and how he pulled off a new Irish mythological cycle, but updated for the twenty-first century. I have enough life on me to appreciate the changes Artemis goes through, and enough literature degrees to have a new and deeply fulfilling perspective on the series structure. Last Guardian is not my favorite book of the series--it's not even in the top three--but I think that what it does is genuinely impressive and I love how you can finish this book and go instantly back into the OG Artemis Fowl. The story does not, strictly speaking, have to end. And that is a vibe I can 100% get behind.

I deeply love the Artemis Fowl books, and I cannot recommend the series enough. They have so many strengths, are incredibly well-written, and they live rent-free in my head even now as an adult.

[neodymiumcuilz]

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is (#286)✅️

Hi, I’m Tareq from Gaza 🇵🇸, a father to three innocent and beautiful daughters: Sham, Masa, and Wateen. 👶🏻

I haven't even reached 1% of my goal, and I am urgently seeking people who can share my campaign consistently to help me reach as many supporters as possible. I would be deeply grateful if you could add my campaign to your list, if you have one.

I’m reaching out to you from the depths of despair, as my family and I face unimaginable suffering. The war has taken everything from us—our home, our safety, and even our ability to provide the basic necessities of life. We now live in a fragile tent that can barely shield us from the bitter cold. My daughters are sick, shivering in the freezing nights, and there’s no clean water or food to ease their pain. 🥺

As a father, there’s no greater agony than watching your children suffer, knowing you cannot protect them. I never imagined I would have to beg for help, but I’ve exhausted every other option. I’m pleading with you to help save my family’s lives. A small donation of just €20 could make the difference between life and death for us. 🕊️

The link in bio and in my pinned post. 📌

Your kindness could bring us warmth, food, and clean water—basic human needs that we’ve been deprived of. Please, if you can, donate through the link in my bio. Together, we can give my daughters a chance to live, to dream, and to survive this nightmare. ✨❤️

HELP A FAMILY FROM GAZA -vetted - (#286) on the @/gazavetters list 🍉🍉

Tareq ( @tareqsfamilygaza ) is a man from Gaza - who has poured his heart out to us here on tumblr. His posts are detailed, and tell us about his family, why they need donations and where they will he going. And yet - people ignore him. He hasn't even reached 1% of his goal - this is appalling, since donating has never been easier. Is less than 1% all their lives are worth? I don't think so. He's worth more than just liking his post and moving on. TAREQ NEEDS YOUR DONATIONS. Do you not care, that's his youngest child has knowing nothing but hunger and bombing? Do you not care that his children hate rain because of the trauma of bombing? Do you not care that they are litteral children experiencing genocide - you care so little for human life that you just scroll and move on?

Here is a post - detailing vetting information, why donatiosn are needed and where they are going.

"I'm Tareq. More than a year and a half ago, I created beautiful designs. Today I design survival plans for my 3 children - my wife Samar, and our children: Sham (7), Masa (4), and baby Wateen (1.5), who was born under bombardment. We had a home, dreams, and routines. Sham loved kindergarten and should be in 2nd grade now. Masa should be starting her education. Instead, they're surviving day-to-day in unimaginable conditions."

[thoughtfultragedygoatee]

Hello!!

Thought I’d share some V.GATE lore. No drawing (for now) just thoughts and canons put in a post so that y’all can get to know her more!

Plus lore dumps are just very fun to do. I’ll eventually do a doc too, but I thought I’d start out simple not to spill all the tea all at once.

I’m thinking of making this a full fledged AU with the introduction of other characters, laws, and deep dives into my beloved children’s tragic backstories. I have always had a fascination with Resident Evil and Bendy and the Ink Machine. Bio experiments that turn regular humans into unnatural overpowered beast can make for a cool story.

I also love Arcane and the use of science and futuristically advanced technology. So whenever I hyper fixate on something ya gurl gotta make it Resident Evil if it picked up a Draco. (Absolute chaos and tragedy.)

It’s the same for this AU.

Anyways! Now that I have that out of the way let’s get into V.GATE’s tea.💅🏻

Fun fact! V.GATE is short for investigate. And since she’s a detective who is in high demand for interrogations then it makes sense.

This AU will get dark. I plan to add tragic elements throughout the story. As I wanna experiment with different characters interactions in tragic situations. V.GATE is no different will I make her the main perspective maybe? Idk for certain yet.

Ok ok NOW we can talk more about V.GATE:

She's of course a higher status of Ena. More respected and well taken care of. She also has higher clearance that allows her to walk around without constant servalence.

She'll find any way to scam ya out of free lunch. I mean what's better than free food?

She certainly flirts with her co- workers. (for 50% off dinner of course)

She loves to walk around a stare at thinks she finds fascinating. Person or object. She’ll inspect it until she's bored and walks away. Surprisingly an effective way she meets new people.

Her lie detector is able to sense lies even when she doesn't want to. Sometimes if she overhears a conversation it might go off. It kinda acts like a taser. When someone lies it lets out a high pitch ring and a vibration that shocks her. Its very painful.

She can get agitated quickly the more someone lies. Bringing out Accuser. Who will verbally abuse you until you crack. (And attack you if you continue to lie).

She loves Touros. So much so she has a discount.

She has an obsession with small lil furry things.

She’s used in a lot of the higher grade cases due to the severity of the case and the effectiveness of her capabilities. Also due to being the only one with said capabilities.

Alrighty that’s all I’ll say for now. I have lots of other canons and even a secret form that higher grades ena’s have. But I’ll save that for another day🤫

[tinycatharsis]

HIIIII my beautiful wife i love u so much how are u doing my precious baby 🫶🏻💘

haiiiii, I literally squealed when I saw u in my ask that my friend asked if I was watching another enha edit 💀 HDKANX (she's v supportive of my delusions, trust!)

I am so burnt out already and this is only my fourth day back to classes LORDD save me. research class def my downfall (I willingly chose it); overall, just v stressed because there's a lot on my agenda (using this as a checklist)

-> grad photoshoot (need to pick out scents, accessories, pack up stuff; desperately need this to go well since we're taking photos from six am to six pm)

-> research inquiry proposal that I need to get done before I sleep tonight (im on page 2 of 6 rn, im abt to kms)

-> prepare and present research presentation abt the said proposal by tmr's first class

-> ap lang quiz tmr on this book I have not touched at all entirely 💀

-> guitar practice on a new song.. ofc, it's graded. I need a bus to run me over

-> ap stats + calc bc new work + quiz + test

-> ap bio review because winter break apparently made me forget everything I learned first semester

-> review, edit, revise speaker documents/+ scripts for tedx (I am praying they dont change their topics last min because some speakers in past events did that and I was so stressed FOR them because not enough time to memorize/deliver talk efficiently)

-> contact vets and pet clinics for this community service club im doing so we can continue with our project

-> discuss fun fair booths, secure booths, make payments, assign ppl roles, sign up for shifts, and this is for all my clubs unless they miraculously decide they don't need new funds

-> plan the daycare center trip for nhs team/other student volunteers that wants to join

-> new env project with planting trees thing for this env community service I'm in

-> lastly, not the most pressing but kinda is that I have one more college app ;-; but it's still abt a week away so I have some time

I am crashing out every few hours dhakfhs but these are just at the top of my list I must get done. also that, I promised myself I am not trying to be an academic victim so we'll see how it goes LMAO

I desperately rlly really need to maintain my grades for some college acceptances and scholarship offers; I'm genuinely so anxious everyday.

can u tell that I'm struggling? 🫠

I always appreciate the check ups 🫶 HOW ARE YOUUUUUU??? my love

[on-a-lucky-tide]

Post-Surgery Day 43

cw: surgery, bodies

- I made it! I had my six week Post-Surgery consultation today and I got top grades in "healing". My surgeon called my scars "lovely and neat" and he's "very happy".

- I still have some swelling in the left of my chest that makes it all look a bit uneven. He's not worried about it; it's the remaining build up of fluid and it will disappear eventually. It's gathered there because I sleep on my left side and I started doing that at about 5 weeks. He said that, in 12 months, if it's still there, then we can look at corrections. It's unlikely.

- I can go back to lifting! But not lat pull downs or anything that requires me reaching straight up. The reason for this is scar stretching. I'm also banned from boxing for a further nine months, which... Eh. Guess I'll just have to not pick any fights with fascists or TERFs in 2024.

- Otherwise, I'm going back to the gym so expect the gym-posting to resume under #rawr lifts. I'm going to start light at 12kg and work my way back up, focusing on building chest and shoulders for that tapered V shape, or at least a box. Fat redistribution on T can take up to six years, but it can be hastened with a good workout regime and a high protein diet.

- Sensation is coming back slowly. Nipples are still quite numb, left side of my chest is still numb, but the right side I'm getting a lot of feeling back. Occasional shooting pains in my nipples, which is good because it means the nerves are reconnecting and healing.

- The surgeon says I am healed at "10%". By nine months, I'll be 90%. I likened myself to a crusty old Nokia to a friend; slowly recharging. XD

- I have to massage the scars two times a day. I have bought some bio oil and a jade roller for this and my partner is hyped. Like, he hasn't been permitted to touch my chest for years, and our intimacy has been very, very fucking limited. He wants to help, and he's super keen to get to know my body as it changes.

- Interestingly, you only need to use silicone tape on raised scars? Mine are flat, so the surgeon says it's not necessary. He also says they're not a replacement for massage so don't slack.

- Thanks to everyone who has given messages of support throughout this. I'm happy to answer any questions I haven't covered here if anyone is thinking of pursuing surgery. It is literally the best thing I've ever done; a radical act of self love that has saved my life.

- My next post-surgery update will be in six months. :3

[getmylifetogetherwme]

Goals for This Week (11/17 - 11/23)

Hi, everyone.

It's time for my weekly goal post!

Academics:

My main academic goal for this week begins with a problem: I have a professor for one of my English courses who, apparently, is a notoriously hard grader, something I did not know about. Knowing wouldn't have changed anything, though, because I probably would've convinced myself I could do it anyway, but my grade for this class is a low B. I'm actually shocked by my performance in this class. English is literally my bread and butter, but God, this class is hard. Perhaps not in the right spirit, but I've decided to kinda just abandon ship aka finish every assignment and just take the L. So my goal is to just finish up everything this week: a few lectures and two essays. This will give me time to focus on my physics lab exam coming up. I need to score well on this if I want to get an A in the course. I just submitted my essays for one of my bio classes and my other English course, both written today, because I am a procrastinator to my core, but I feel pretty good about them. I need to find sources for my bio assignment as well. That takes priority over the English course, I fear. So the order of importance goes: Finish sources for bio assignments, Physics quizzes, then English course.

Wish me luck, y'all, because that English course is killing me!

Fitness:

My goals for fitness are the same as every week:

Four days of weightlifting

1 day of cycling

7 days of 30 minutes of cardio

I've been thinking about adding an extra leg day in, so it would be 5 days of weightlifting, but honestly, I might just not have enough time for that. We'll see

Goals Towards My Future:

This week I get paid. I'm planning on taking out 80% of my check for savings. The other 20% will go towards some Christmas shopping (I'm participating in two Secret Santas and several gift exchanges) and my dreaded credit card. Reminder never to go willy-nilly with your credit cards, y'all, because omg. I only have one, and it has me in a chokehold. One of my goals for 2025 is to pay that thing off and throw it in a fire! It has me messed up!

That reminds me, it's almost time for New Year's Resolutions. I know a lot of people hate those, but I happen to really like them. I'll definitely be posting some of mine come December in preparation for January.

Hope all is well!

Thank you for reading

-C

[bunbeeplays]

The Lemon Legacy: Generation 1, Chapter 140 - Back to Business

It's Gemma and Jaden's first day of school! Ophelia was up late with little Lulu so Xander lets her sleep and makes the kiddos some gummy bear pancakes. Being in a playful mood will ease those first day jitters!

After Ophelia finds out what they had for breakfast, she sends them straight upstairs to brush their teeth. No cavities for these kids! They've gotta freshen up for school anyway, so they don't argue.

Gemma thought her tooth felt a little wiggly during breakfast, but now it's wiggling even more! Looks like she's got her first loose tooth. She's too afraid to pull it out, though. She's heard rumors of kids' faces glitching and she's not risking it!

Ophelia drags the kids out to get some first day of school photos.

Ophelia: I can't believe my babies are going to their first day of grade school!

Gemma: Moooooom, hurry! We're gonna miss our invisible bus!

After getting a posed shot, they still had time for some EA poses.

And they're off!

Have fun at Landgraab Elementary, you two! Don't get up to mischief just because I can't see you!

Two kids gone, but there's still two more that need attention. Ophelia gets Wren's needs sorted, and even squeezes in tummy time before Wren's nap. Lulu is also due for a bath. Don't worry, Xander's pulling his weight. He's been doing chores, but those aren't cute in screenshots.

While Lulu's napping, Ophelia comes to Xander with a proposition.

Ophelia: We've finally got a minute to ourselves. Why don't we get in the shower and… shave your back.

Xander: I've missed our "back-shaving" sessions… You shave my back, I'll shave yours.

Ophelia: Hey!

Oh, Xander actually really does need to shave his back. Too bad not much shaving is actually happening in there.

After their shower quickie, Ophelia the phone fanatic checks her Simstagram. Hmm. Engagement is down on her last couple of posts… Well, she has been busy with the kids, she hasn't promoted her music or performed nearly as much… But is her spotlight fading for good?

The kids are back home!

Jaden's class starts the year off with a standardized test, but he accidentally skipped a bubble near the top. Jaden wants to do his best and confesses the mistake to his teacher. Luckily, she let him transfer his answers to a new sheet. Cool teacher!

Jaden's mom hangs his art class drawing amongst these masterpieces by Vince and Valentin Sistem. He's heard lots about the Sistems, his parents keep in touch with them, but traveling to other saves is hard.

His bio parents know just how hard it is to leave them permanently…

Gemma's not the most athletic Sim, so running laps in gym class was torture. She saw a gap under the bleachers where she could have taken a breather, but her perfectionist trait pushed her to keep going. She finished all her laps and did so in record time! Coach was impressed!

Her wobbly tooth still feels so weird and gross, though! She can't wait for this thing to come out!

Gemma had sat down to do her homework and got distracted by her tooth wiggling. Before she can actually pull her schoolbooks out, her mom is calling her down to set the table.

While Xander is playing with Wren, Lulu is busy visiting her old friend Uni.

Xander: Lulu, can you play with Wren? I need to help Mommy with dinner.

Well, only because Daddy asked. Lulu does her best to entertain Wren. She even unlocks a milestone! She wants to play too!

During dinner, the kids tell their parents all about their first day. Ophelia is so proud of them and how well they're growing up. However, now that she has less little ones on her hands, she can't help but yearn to get back to her music

Ophelia loves being a mother, but she knows there's so much more she wants to do with her career.

She contemplates ways to get herself back out there, so deep in thought that she doesn't realize she's long overdue for a pumping session.

She's snapped out of her train of thought when Gemma calls for her.

Gemma: Mom, look!

She shows off the gap where her wiggly tooth was.

Gemma: My tooth fell out!

Ophelia: Aww, your first loose tooth! Don't forget to slip that under your pillow before bed. The tooth fairy will give you some money!

As excited as that makes her, Gemma can't help but notice the stains.

Gemma: What's on your shirt?

Ophelia: Uh, nothing. Need homework help?

After finishing her homework, Gemma makes time for her little sister. Mom told her Lulu was a little sad Gemma moved out of their room, even though they didn't share it for long. She honestly really didn't want to share a room with a toddler, but she still loves Lulu to bits.

It's almost Lulu's bedtime.

Lulu: Aww, wanna play kitchen!

Gemma: We can play kitchen tomorrow before school, but you gotta go to sleep now or you'll be too grouchy to play!

Lulu doesn't want that! She gives Gemma a big hug, and Gemma kisses her on the forehead.

Gemma's a big kid now, so she gets to stay up later, but honestly, she's so excited to get a special gift from the tooth fairy, she might turn in early!

After she finishes an evening workout, and leaks through another shirt, Ophelia finally hears back from her agent.

Ophelia: Hey, got any leads for me?

They do! Someone special asked for her by name! A someone we haven't seen since the Starlight Accolades…