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woollypoison · 7 months ago

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Comeback of a lifetime

Fromis_9 Lee Nagyung x male reader THIS IS A REUPLOAD! Maybe you've seen this work before, maybe you haven't. It used to be uploaded on a blog called K-DGN, run by two people. That blog got destroyed, and now I run this blog by myself, posting only 100% original kdol fanfic content. word count: 5,803

At some point you had to face reality. Your entire life revolved around playing League of Legends, watching kpop fancams, and disappointing your parents. You were already 22 years old, way older than any academy player active nowadays. Making your professional debut would be a miracle. You weren’t bad at the game, far from it, actually. You consistently hit challenger rank getting to the top 500 in all of South Korea. The only thing that eluded you was that top 100 rank, the milestone needed to get picked up by a professional team. It was never easy to make these kinds of decisions, but you vowed today was the last day you’d spend at this PC bang. Thousands of hours you spent in this place, but today would be the final one. Goodbye, comfy gaming chairs. Goodbye, on demand snack ordering. Goodbye, staying up to long past midnight grinding ELO. Goodbye, all the other regulars who you’d grown distantly attached to.

These regulars included the 16-year-old duo stack you’d been seeing come in every day for the last three years. You believed that one of them would make it pro while the other was just a stepping stone. It also included that 30-something-year-old, still grinding Starcraft 2. A grim sight of a potential future. Finally, it also included the cute girl that was around your age, who would appear and disappear again sporadically for long stretches of time. She’d always be tucked away in some corner of the establishment, wearing a variation of dark colored covering clothes, baseball caps and a black mouth mask. All you could tell about her appearance was her alluring eyes, and that she had a body that no hoodie could hide.

They were all present today, as if cosmically aware of your departure and giving you one grand goodbye. You were so deprived of normal human interaction that the delusion was almost enough to make you wipe away a tear. You normally weren’t one to focus on anything other than your game, but today you thought to yourself that since it was your last day anyways, you might as well take a risk. Today, you took place on the computer next to the cute girl you’d always admired from afar.

You couldn’t blame her for dressing the way she did, hiding herself. You go to a PC bang to focus on gaming, not to get hit on. If she dressed up, you were sure she’d have no time to focus on her matches. This was the first time you sat somewhere where you could see her screen.

You could never confirm before today, but you had a sneaking suspicion she was also into LoL. You heard her rage about “my son of a bitch jungler”, or her “ dumbass inting support” on rare occasions. She seemed to be able to keep her calm most of the time though. Now, you could finally take a peek at her monitor and confirm it to be true.

A thought entered itself in your head that today you could finally use those skills you’d been honing all these years to impress her, and maybe you could get a fresh start on some social contact and a way out of this miserable life. Your little peak revealed her rank as well. She was currently down in the trenches of Silver 2. Not very impressive, but a good sign that you had a shot at impressing her. Hopefully.

Step 1: Log in to your LoL account. Step 2: Play a game and hope she looks over at your monitor and sees how good you are. Step 3: Have her fawn over how good you are. Okay, it wasn’t a great plan, but that's all you had the courage for today.

Uh-oh. Maybe it was better to think of a plan while you weren’t still OBVIOUSLY staring at her screen. She had noticed, her eyes slowly peeking over towards yours as you made eye contact. You could tell the tip of her nose was scrunched up like an angry cat telling you to back off. This was the first time you had a real chance to take in her eyes, and you felt like you could drown in them. They were big, round and somewhere in between cute and sexy. Enough to instantly fluster you. They felt familiar as well. Like you could swear you had seen these eyes a thousand times before. You shook it off and took the hint, finally looking away and leaving her be. You settled in to your little spot for the night and started queueing. Your games went surprisingly well. Better than usual, even. It was almost as if the universe heard you were wanting to quit, and decided to entice you to stay. You were on a roll, win after win after win. The booth next to you, well, you weren’t looking anymore, but the sounds were enough to tell. She was raging, growing more and more frustrated by the minute. Against your better judgment, you decided to sneak a fast peak over at her setup. Big mistake. Seemingly possessed with some supernatural gift, she immediately caught your eyes darting over to her, and glared at you as if to say “you’re next”. You quickly started looking back over at your own screen. She… wasn’t however. It was impossible to ignore her staring daggers at you, peering over while slowly moving closer and peeking at your screen. You weren’t in-game yet, just sitting in queue for 12 minutes already (as you were used to for high-ELO games), but your rank was clearly on display. Did this somehow count as step 2 from your plan? “Hey, nerd.” cut through the silence, and also through your hopes of reaching part 3 of your plan. “Can you help me out here?” She continued, in a surprisingly bashful, cutesy tone. Her chair was fully turned towards yours at this point but her face was turned toward the floor, hiding behind her facemask and under her baseball cap. You expected scorn, a giant explosion in your face, but instead she was acting cute? Did your plan work? “What’s… up?” You replied hesitantly. She responded by turning her chair towards her monitor again and pointing her hand flatly at the chat log of her currently active game.

You stood up and hovered over her shoulder as you studied what was up. The screen was gray and she was waiting to respawn. The girl was playing marksman and had a current KDA of 3/7/1. Suffice it to say it was not the greatest performance, but that wasn’t her point. “Can you believe this fucking guy?!” She berated the enemy marksman, who had spent the entire game flaming and mocking her in chat after every kill he got on her. “You want me to get revenge on him for you?” She was taken aback a little, her eyes squinting at you like you just said something insane. “What? I wanted you to tell me they’re a piece of shit and for you to compliment me so I’d feel better about myself.” Her response made you feel like you did say something stupid, but to your surprise she got up from her chair. “Right, I mean, they are a fucking piece of shit,” you responded, laying it on a little thick, “and they are lucky to even be in a game with a cutie like you.” Your response made her chuckle a couple of high pitched laughs, before taking in a big breath. “That’s more like it!” She clapped her hands, satisfied with your response. “Now sit down and get revenge for me, please?” Her hands clasped together, unifying in front of her belly button and causing her to push her bosom together. You hadn’t noticed before now, but her hoodie had zipped down slightly, allowing you to take a peek at what she was working with. You couldn’t help but glance, but what took you back the most was that when you looked back at her face, her eyes were still fixated on yours. She definitely saw you look, but she either acted like she didn’t see, or that she didn’t care that you looked. Whatever the case was, you sat down in that chair and were ready to lock in.

It took you less than one minute to bait her opponent in, completely outmaneuvering him and getting that shut down. “That was amazing! Serves him right!” The girl erupted, impressed by your display of digital dominance. This was child’s play for you though, since defeating a silver player is a given. She leaned over your left side, her chest slightly pressing into your shoulder, getting you even more worked up than you already were.

“Well, I should get back to my seat.” You relented, considering this a job well done. Getting a chance to show off your skills to a girl you could only assume was the cutest you’d ever seen in your life was a good end to your career here you thought. She disagreed. Strongly. “What? No! You can’t stop now, you have to completely destroy him!” She pleaded, clearly having bigger plans for you. “I really shouldn’t, you know, it’s against the terms of service and- ” you objected. As much as you enjoyed the praise, you really wanted to get some gaming against some good players today. “I’ll make it worth your while every time you kill them?” She rebuffed your rejection, ever so slightly provoking you by further unzipping her hoodie revealing a low cut black tee underneath. “Say less!” was all you replied, before reseating yourself back in her chair. You were locked in like a man possessed, not even noticing how you just missed the 14 minute queue pop on your own computer, destroying any chance of having a good game any time soon.

Your target came back to lane, and like clockwork, it barely took a full minute to send him back to spawn. As promised, the mystery girl delivered. She got real close to you, pressing her soft chest against you once more. Her face, this time even closer than before. So close that you could feel the warmth of her breath disperse through her facemask on your skin. Her lips were mere inches removed from your ear.

“You are so fucking good at this, oppa.. We should play together some time and I’ll let you pick me up and carry me.” Her sultry tone effortlessly seduced you, cementing the idea that you would do anything and everything that she’d ask of you. You couldn’t fight the creeping feeling that at this point it wasn’t just her eyes that felt familiar. You could have sworn you’d heard this voice before.

Another minute passes by, and you reward your lane opponent with another one way trip to the respawn fountain. You hated to admit it, but you were trying your absolute best at this point. Making calls, guiding your jungler, leading your team to objectives. If every kill meant a response from her, you had every intention of ending this game with 100 kills.

Your reward this time? She pulled your chair back a little, creating space for her to squeeze in between before planting herself in your lap. Her soft ass pressed up against your waking erection, which you hoped she either didn’t notice or at least pretended to not notice. Her hips bucked and swirled, grinding against your groin no more and no less than two times before settling in and removing any doubt of her not feeling your cock snuggled in between her thighs. Once again, no recognition or scorn was earned for it. “Can you still play like this?” her cutesy voice inquired with her pitch rising, making it impossible to complain even if you wanted to. You gave her a slight nod, finally releasing your breath and looking past the beauty fitting into your shape and refocusing on the game. You had kills to farm. She leaned forward, pressing her ass even more into you, and took control of the keyboard before typing up a storm. With a newfound confidence in your skills, she was now taunting her nemesis. You focused up, and once more scored a kill on your target. It seemed like her taunting worked, and tilted the enemy into trying to prove themselves. She did a little jump in your lap cheering you on. She twisted her upper body towards you, placing both of her hands on your shoulders before retreating one back to remove her face mask and ball cap combo in order to finally reveal herself to you. She left you no time to connect the dots, leaning down towards the left side of your face and planting a kiss on your cheek. “Keep this up, and I’ll make sure you never forget this.” As much as this excited you, the revelation of you connecting the dots on why her eyes and voice felt familiar was too grand to not remark on. The girl sitting in your lap right was none other than Lee Nagyung, the visual from one of your favorite girl groups, Fromis_9! “Holy shit you’re Nagyung!” You couldn’t help but exclaim, maybe even against your better judgment. “And you’re going right back to your own seat if you don’t quiet down!” She scowled back, her teeth exposed through her lips as she brought her finger before her mouth, shushing you. She looked around desperately to see if your little stunt had caused any complications, but it was a slow day at the PC bang. Luckily for you, nobody had seemed to hear you.

“Understood! I’m sorry, I’m just a big fan.” You continued, pleading your case. A cute smirk adorned her face, before she closed her eyes and gave you a small understanding nod. In the chaos, you had completely lost focus of the game, and only regained it once you noticed your screen going gray and the chat being filled with “Great, our Jinx is back to inting” messages. Nagyung didn’t even need to tell you to focus up as you took immediate control of the game again, guiding your team on what to do until you respawned. Laning phase had ended by this point, but it was still a Silver lobby. This meant that the laning phase usually just shifted to everyone laning in the mid lane. When your screen turned into color, you rushed mid lane where you last spotted your target, and took him down again without even a hint of trouble. This time his entire team was also there, and you knew you could take them all down. But you backed off. You pinged your team back, your reasoning being the longer this game went on, the more chances you’d have to kill your opponent.

Nagyung kept her promise, and her rewards were ever growing. She pressed B on your keyboard causing you to recall, giving you a slight moment of respite. She palmed her hands over yours, gently lifting them off of the keyboard and mouse, and brought them closer to her body. She guided your hands downwards in between the split of her hoodie and her pants, and finally underneath her t-shirt. Your hands grazed against the warm feeling of her bare skin before being allowed to land on the soft fabric of the sports bra covering her breasts. Nagyung’s grip tightened on yours, forcing you to squeeze onto her soft chest, your thick cock growing ever harder as it pushed into her thighs. She turned her head towards yours ever so slightly, puffing up a moan into your ears.

You could feel your hands melt away into her bosom, but crossing this threshold had unlocked something within you. Her hands start to move yours as if to say your time is up, but you didn’t want to stop before you had had your fun. Your fingertips circled around, making her nipples just that slightest bit harder allowing you to place both between your index and thumb, and pinched them eliciting another much more genuine moan from the girl playing with you. Her hips buckled into you, almost as if she had started grinding on you before you agreed to take your hands away and refocused on earning those rewards.

Sure enough, like a gift on a silver platter, your target showed up once more. Another free kill for you, but this time not without you also taking their tier one mid lane turret. You felt like you’d have to start considering when and where you killed him, or this game might end sooner than you’d like. This time, Nagyung shifted her balance in your lap. She turned her back towards your right side, her entire frame pointing to your left and towards the wall her PC booth was up against. She hooked her left arm around your neck with her entire body being supported by your frame as she hung her legs off of the left side of the chair’s armrest. Her body was now slightly further away from yours. You almost felt like this was becoming a punishment. That was until she started using her hand. Her right hand crossed her body and found its way onto your bulge peeking through your pants. This left no doubt whatsoever that she had felt you pressing into her multiple times, but her soft, dainty little hand caressing the silhouette of your dick left you without complaint. She was applying tender pressure downwards onto your member, her hand shifting around the contours of what she could discern off your cock, gliding up and down as if to tease you. “Get more kills” was the message. She finished teasing you, then made a small request. “Don’t let me fall.” sounded the command, placing both your hands around her thin waist. A little surprise but you did as you were told, focusing your strength now on holding her upright. She took over the controls once more, placing herself in safety before going right back to flaming her adversary. As soon as she was done, she hooked her arm back around you and relinquished control back over to you. “Now kick his ass for me, oppa!” She instructed you, your confidence boosted and your desire to fulfill her request causing you to smirk. She looked back at your face, a little impressed with how serious you were taking this. You were following along with the chat logs, and despite being a Silver 2 in the game, when it came to flaming others she was at least Diamond. Your hands were back on the keyboard, and to your surprise her hand was back on your groin. It was a little harder to perform like this, but she monitored your performance, and judged it still good enough to allow her to have her fun. She started making a little competition out of it, speeding up and slowing down depending on how focused you had to be in the game. You almost began to believe she wanted you to fail, and the smiles she gave you after hearing your moans were enough to solidify that thought.

No problem, you knew you could win against these players with one hand tied behind your back. Sure enough, enemy number one showed up, and met another quick end. You barely escaped death this time however, partially because of Nagyung’s incessant teasing. Your performance earned yourself another reward, one she was more than eager to give to you. Her hands retreated back to herself, and you needed no hint to help her hold her body upright. Nagyung’s hands floated around the base of her hoodie, goading you with how slow she moved. Her fingers twirled around the zipper, softly clasping the metal tab before splitting the two sides apart. Her hands started to lift her shirt from the bottom towards her neck. From behind, nothing had changed. Her hoodie covered everything everyone else in the PC bang could see, but to you, you were now presented with an unimpeded sight of her tits, only covered by a sports bra. She wasn’t done. She did the same with her bra, resting all the fabric right under her neckline exposing her breast to you before pushing them together for your viewing pleasure. They weren’t the biggest tits, but they looked so inviting to bury your face into. As if able to read your mind, Nagyung raised her eyebrow, cocking her head downwards before making you an offer. “You know you can kiss them if you want, oppa. But only if you don’t die.” You were almost surprised. You expected yourself to be more hesitant, but with the way her voice and demeanor lured you in, no resistance was possible. Your face drew closer to her chest, and you posited your lips around one of her nipples. You suckled on it for a couple of seconds, before clasping her pink flesh between your teeth, ever so slight applying pressure. Her moans were like honey to you. Addicting. You couldn’t get enough. As good as your situation had quickly become, you knew you had more kills to farm, so you opened your eyes and looked back towards your screen. Close enough, as you just barely managed to prevent a death. She purred into your ear, proud of you being able to pull back and survive danger once more. You used this opportunity to bait her rival into your team, securing another free and easy kill. This was almost too easy for someone like you, but you weren’t about to back down now. Not a great call. Your team managed to get Baron off of that. This meant the game could be ended at any moment. The reward however? Absolutely worth it. As soon as you secured Baron, Nagyung took over the keyboard again and typed up a storm, really getting under her foe's skin. “Go back to base, I want you to look at me for this next part, oppa.” She whispered into your ear. Her flawless face pulled back while she stared into your eyes, her eyebrows merging in the center of her forehead, pleading with you for what she had in store for you. You licked your lips, instinctively feeling what was about to come before she leaned into you, your lips merging as she kissed you. You felt her tongue prod temporarily into your mouth before you felt her retreating, leaving you breathless as you took in the sight of her biting her bottom lip.

She placed both her hands on the chair's armrests, moving her entire body away from you before climbing under the desk. She rolled your chair a little closer to her, pulling your legs forward off of the chair. Her hands towards the hem of your pants, undoing your button and pulling down your zipper. Her hands moved forward once more, now making their way to the space in between your underwear and your skin before she pulled them down slightly, exposing your cock. You could feel her fingertips graze against the tip of your cock as she slowly tightened her grip around your girth, pulling it out of your underwear. “Look at the fucking size of you…” she cooed. Your cock was hidden beneath the cover of the desk, but Nagyung wasted no time. With her hand already firmly around the base of your dick, she took one final look into your eyes, as wide as you’d ever seen them, like prey caught in a trap, unsure of whether or not they’d survive. You had never been harder in your life. You had no attention left for the game. The only thing in the world that mattered to you right now was burning the image of Nagyung sizing up your cock into your memory. With her bare chest pressed against your knees, she planted the softest kiss against the underside of your cock’s tip. Her tongue extended from in between her lips, tilting her head sideways as she traced the entire length of your shaft. The length of you caused her to have to use her hands to push her body upwards to reach maximum height before reaching your base again. “Oh fuck,” you can’t help but let escape from your soul as she maintained proper eye contact with you. Her wet tongue dragged a trail of spit all along of your cock, the only thing connecting you being that same strand of spit once she pulled back. Her eyes steeled with her resolve, as if to tell herself that she can do this.

Your hips buck as your tip gets engulfed by her warm and inviting mouth, your breaths becoming ragged and irregular as she pulls you in deeper, testing her own limits against your dick. She hesitates for a second, not breaking eye contact once. She had taken a little over half of your dick in her mouth before her eyes began pleading with you, begging as if her actions weren't far enough, but you had been passive enough today. “All the way, babygirl.” You growled back, taking command for the first time today. As if under a magic spell, her eyes rolled back and she pushed past her limit. You could feel the barrier of her throat break as the rest of your length slid effortlessly down her throat. She held it there for a few seconds before releasing you back into the cold room temperature with a loud pop. You cupped her face in your hands, cherishing her like the beautiful, erotic flower she was. It didn’t last long before she took your hands off of her face, wiped the back of her hand on her chin removing any saliva, and gave you a satisfied smile. “Back to the game. I’ll only continue while you play.” Her terms were clear, but before your hands were back on the keyboard and mouse, she added one final clause.

“And if you win the game, I’ll let you cum in my mouth.” She teasingly added, sending you over the edge, your cock throbbing in her hands as a little precum dripped out to her promise. “Looks like this guy agrees.” She chuckled, before locking your tip inside of her mouth.

She stayed like that for a while to see if you would accept her terms, but once she could hear the sounds of the keys of your keyboard clacking, she knew your answer. She began swirling her tongue around your head, sucking all the precum out of you and drooling it back onto you. This went on for a couple of minutes, with her switching her technique to pressing whatever length of you she had in her mouth against the inside of her cheek and popping it fully out of her mouth, running the edge of her lips over your entire length before taking you back in.

Her hands grabbed your thighs firmly as gasps and moans escaped your mouth, each one causing Nagyung to increase her intensity. Every time you killed her archnemesis, you reported it right away. She took your word for it at this point, and rewarded you all the same.

Her hand grazed your thigh with her fingernails with the slightest of touches before resting itself around your balls. She then began to slowly massage your sack while she continued to fuck her own throat with your cock, going deeper and deeper by the minute. The occasional glance down at her made it hard for you to even want to look at the game, her doe-like eyes so intent on making you feel amazing. Her shirt fabric was still rumpled up against her neck, giving you a slight view of her meticulous tits. Her mascara began to run thanks to the tears forming each time she pushed further. There was a rhythm to her head bobbing up and down your shaft, and it was intoxicating enough to drown in. The feeling of this naughty goddess servicing you while your attention is forced to perform in the game you’d been grinding for years meant that your focus was impossible to maintain. It was overwhelming, enough to make you feel like you’d pass out. Each glide caused an entirely new wave of ecstasy to encompass your being. It was a miracle you managed to still function in the game, consistently scoring kills to keep her rewards coming. The sounds of her gags, stifled coughs and wet slurps as she did her best to ruin your focus were too good to miss as you kept your headset off for the last part of the game. Despite this extra handicap, you still managed to destroy her antagonist once more. From this point on, you felt like you had earned it. She released from her mouth, took a deep breath, and dived right back in. In an instant, the entire length of your dick disappeared into the back of her mouth. You could hear her gag as she struggled to maintain this and in an effort to help, you moved your hips backwards to give her some space. Her hands dug into the back of your hips however, pushing you forward. This was what she wanted, and you had no right pulling out of her mouth. “Nnnghh, fuck!” Her eyes were all she had to talk to you with, but they smirked. She could do this, and you were more than happy to oblige. You even pushed forward a little, a surprised stifled yelp escaping from beneath the desk below you.

Nagyung was fucking herself senseless on your cock, and there was nothing slow about it. A soft, wet slopping sound caught your attention, as you peeked to catch a glimpse of how she had started fingering herself, her mouth still impaled on your cock.

“Nagyung, I’m about to..” you began to moan out, before she released you from her warm insides, reprimanding you. “No, not until you win! And call me babygirl…” Her eyes now failing to meet yours. “Since I don’t want anyone to find out my identity.” She almost whispered, but you understood. “I know, I’m about to win!” You clarified, her eyes widening in surprise as she peeked out from under the desk to confirm. Sure enough, you were sieging the base, and your, or rather, her win was imminent. “Oh fuck, okay, wait just a second!” She replied in a rushed panic, pulling her upper body above the desk enough so that she could lay into her opponent one final time. It was no lie that you wanted to say you were about to win, but you also were about to cum as well. Her sudden pause did put a little halt to that. “I believe you owe me cumming down your throat, babygirl.” You remarked as you directed her back to her task. Like a content little kitty, she purred and climbed back under the desk. Your full focus was now on her and she knew it. She used the opportunity to prime you some more. She pointed both her index fingers at her mouth. “Right here, oppa. This is where you have to cum, okay?” Her mouth was now fully open now as she melodies out a soft “aaaa” with her tongue hanging out of her mouth. The sight was enough to bring you right back to the edge of almost cumming. For the final stretch, she employed one last tactic. She placed both her hands palm upwards on your thighs, inviting you to put your hands on hers. She smiled as you did so, taking both your hands and placing them on the back of her head. “Now fuck my face, okay?” The lewd request made with the cutest tone imaginable was all it took. You forced her head down on your cock, pushing her all the way to the base before pulling her back and pushing her down again. You were fucking her face relentlessly, her mouth accepting you as her eyes looked at you as if she were obsessed with what you were doing. It took no more than a minute of this before you felt it finally happening. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum, babygirl!” You groaned, signaling the end. You pushed her head all the way down, holding her there for the final relief. The first shot erupted out of you, blasting into the back of her throat. String after string filled up her mouth, each dose accompanied by a grunt from her asking you if this was the last. The viscous sensation of your cum mixing with her saliva was enveloping you. As much as you wanted to sink into your chair, close your eyes and focus on the feeling, you could not tear your eyes away from the idol struggling to keep all of your load combined with your cock in her mouth. She was unsuccessful however, as droplets began to eek out of the corners of her mouth.

You finally let her off of your dick, but instead of gasping for air or getting mad at you, you were treated to another show. She opened her mouth much the same way she did before you fucked it mercilessly, showing you all of your seed she had accumulated in her mouth. You couldn’t help but bite your lip at the sight. Nagyung closed her mouth and swallowed it all in one go. Another open mouth, another “aaaa”, and her promise was fulfilled. She took the liberty to lick whatever she couldn’t keep clean off of you, before giving you a smile for a job well done. “That was fucking amazing.” You sheepishly commented, to which she gave a cute little chuckle, the corner of her mouth turning upwards. “Hehe, I know.” She winked back at you. She climbed out from under the desk, tucking your now half flaccid dick back into your pants, before taking her rightful place back in your lap. Truth be told, you expected her to have sent you back to where you came from by now. Instead, she took your hand one last time for today and guided it in between her thighs, underneath her pants. You could feel how warm and wet she was from playing with herself, your half-mast flying back to full force in response. “I’ll bring a blanket next time so you can fuck me while I’m on your lap. Sounds good, oppa?” She playfully suggested, her aegyo overloading your senses. “I’ll see you tomorrow for some more help! I want to tell Chaeyoung I got into gold before her!” It was never easy making these kinds of decisions, but today wasn’t going to be your last day at this PC bang after all.

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whinelo · 12 days ago

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ELO I COME WITH A REQUEST AND YOU WILL LOVE IT!!

And also a personal headcanon of sorts...

This is completely unrealistic but idgaf: I like to imagine that his powers might glitch out on him to a ridiculous degree around his crush. So you mentioned how you could see cupid's arrow or hearts in his eyes and I'm thinking of expanding on that.

We know very little of X's powerset but by what we're shown, he seems to bend space around him to an almost cartoon-ish degree.

What if whenever X starts thinking of reader, little cartoon hearts start sprouting and popping out the top of head like those old times animations.

Spots the reader at a distance? His sunglasses turn heart shape.

Feeling flustered around you? Literal steam comes off this man. Hell, his suit might even start turning pink as if it were blushing alongside him.

What makes this even better is that this happens before they start dating. As Bai Xizhuang, he is safe, he doesn't need to worry about it happening around you when he's inactive. But the minute he turns into X, he does everything in his power to avoid being your presence long-term. He has a hundred million ways to confess to you, getting ousted by his own powers is NOT one of them.

He does not need this, leave him alone. Do not leave this man alone. Give him all the affection. All of it.

Then one day literal shoujo-esque flowers start blooming around you with sparkles and X decides to throwing himself off a building is a perfectly reasonable course of action.

#is this an excuse to write flustered X? yes, yes it is #its fine he can teleport through dimensions #actually maybe it would have been better to ask Ghostblade to put him out of his misery. at least he'd be quick about it #not queen. Knowing her she'd take joy in his pain and drag it out #wait his crush returns his feelings??? #he didn't fumble??? holy shit!!!

A/N : Wara you’re so right i not only love it, I ADORE THIS REQUEST >.< !!! wandering into dangerous territory over here y’know how i get when i see anything X related /hj ALSO I’M SO SORRY FOR HOW LONG THIS REQUEST TOOK FOR ME TO FINISH WAHH.. the days just flew by :,((

CHARACTERS | X ( Bai Xizhuang ) , Reader ( You )

SYNOPSIS | No need <3

INCLUDES | Lovesick!X, X avoids his problems, Reader is the FINE SHYT of the year.

Fuck Cupid and his machine gun of love.

Every time, every-single-time X was even remotely near you— Flowers- roses, would litter the ground humming the beating of his heart, and petals that softly fell from the sky- This wasn’t meant to happen, the scenario in his head- the one he meticulously planned—

He’d pop up beside you when you tripped— His arm wrapped behind your waist, pulling you closer- leaning his head towards you to have eye contact, before setting you on the ground and disappearing— But as fate had it out for him, this never happened. What happened instead was a scenario X now considers as one of the most embarrassing moments in his life.

You stood at sidewalk from afar, gracefully gliding through the terrain as if the world was your oyster— Headphones blasting into your ears at who knows what decibels, and X- waiting for the perfect moment to shine. This was it, the very moment that would mark your interest with X, the very moment that would define your opinion of him,

The very moment that would mark your first interaction— Starting off a series of various scenarios with the both of you rendezvousing at the dead of night, he’d be outside your balcony— And you looking down at him palm pressed to the side of your cheek as the both of you would have the scripted conversation in his head.

Dark browns then zeroed in on the rock that would inevitably cause your trip and fall, ( Although he was the one who planted it in the first place, ) And in ten seconds, his scenario would happen— Each passing second accompanied with a hitched breath, and now— SNAP!

Wait a second why is he the one falling- quickly, and arm wrapped itself around his waist— and-

“ Are you alright? “ A calm voice asked— Your calm voice asked. Eyes filled to the brim with concern as you held him by the waist, with your free hand you took off the headphones setting it to rest on your neck— X was stunned. This wasn’t meant to happen, it’s the other way around— X couldn’t bring himself to answer, more like couldn’t, pure shock and nervousness overrode his body.

He watched as your eyes widened, panic spreading across your features like a beautiful panting by Leonardo himself, “ Holy fuck- you aren’t alright— Why- why is there steam coming out of your head, shit— “ Said free hand then came to touch his forehead, immediately pulling away- “ Hey- hello? Hi— Earth to hero? “ Waving your hand in front of him, with a sigh you pulled out a water bottle from your bag-

“ Drink, wait I’ll uh wipe my saliva off it— “ How were you carrying him so easily, it didn’t even seem as if you were struggling to hold him up— Oh he’s swooning, are those butterflies? Why does he feel butterflies in his stomach— C'mon talk X! “ ..It’s fine— “ He forced himself to say, words pushed out of his tongue— making it sound high pitched and cracked.

You gently allowed him to get back on his own two feet, handing him your [ F/C ] colored water bottle— stumbling back to an upright position, he felt himself burst into flames as soon as he felt his fingertips brush unto yours the moment he tried took your water bottle.

“ WHY ARE YOU ON FIRE!? “

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X didn’t know why he felt this way around you— why he acted like a teenage boy— Why he couldn’t keep his composure around you.. Why he wanted to be around you so bad- even when he was fine all by his lonesome,

It was a day like any other, you and Bai Xizhuang would meet with each other during lunch— Conversed and hung out with another, bickering and sharing laughs; And yet as he waited for you in the usual spot you both sat at— He saw it, another man talking to you- walking along side you.

His thoughts raced- he must be your colleague, co-worker- or better yet an acquaintance! Though the moment this ‘co-worker’ of yours turned to look at him Bai Xizhuang swore he saw the face of someone in absolute terror- He watched as your ‘co-worker’ excuse himself and leave you alone in the dust ( By the way, he’d never do that to you. ) You stood there confused, but shrugged it off before walking towards him.

“ Hey! Sorry that I was late, my co-worker had to put me up to date with the new projects and all, “ You explained, pulling out the chair in front of him and sitting on it.

“ Oh.. Really? “ X blinked at you, you rose your brow- before giving him a teasing expression, “ Are you jealous, Bai Xizhuang—

“ I’m not. “ X interrupted, ( He was, definitely was. )

“ Sure- “ You sang out, taking a breath before continuing- “ With the way you looked at him it almost felt as if you were burning with a dark aura, y’know- “ You finished, stealing a fry on his plate.

Normally he would’ve tried to swat your hand playfully, ( although in the end he’d always share, ) but your words now brought him into a deep dilemma. Dark aura? What's happening to him.

—

It was getting harder to ignore.

Every time he saw you from a distance, even when he was surrounded by the flashing camera’s of paparazzi and interviewers— He swore he felt his heart skip a bit, but when he realized the shape of his glasses morphed into hearts- and the usual orange tint became a lively hot pink- He couldn’t afford it, the risk- the stakes it was all too high.

One time he was glad for it to be the season of love— Valentines, because when the thought of you popped up into his mind; his own suit turned pink! The tips of hair became pastel, his own dimension becoming the venue of a valentines day party as well. X was immediately bombarded with questions that he had to shrug off or vaguely answer because the moment he tried to answer- everything got worse.

So, as much as it pained him to do so- He had to.

He had to avoid you at all costs in his Hero Form.

There goes his plans of being the Romeo to your Juliet, X wanted to confess to you— But it had to be perfect.. So perfect the thought of rejection would never cross your mind, and getting exposed by his own ability wasn’t one part of his ideal scenario with you.

Oh this was gonna be a pain in the ass.

—

It was odd, you never invited him to these kinds of places— And by ‘these kind of places’ He meant you never invited him beyond the city outskirts, and in all honesty he never knew you enjoyed places that were abandoned— Beyond repair, ( one more thing to add into his things about [ Name ] file! )- But as you pulled him through ruins and more, he wondered- just where were you taking him?

While he wasn’t foreign to abandoned places ( His floor is quite literally the definition of that, ) he wasn’t the type to wander them purposely, ( He never had the time too, but whenever it came to you— It felt as if the universe was doing him a favor by suddenly having his schedule cleared— It was fate, he knew it. ) finally you took him up a flight of stairs, it creaked and croaked as the both of you stepped on it.

The night sky greeted him as stars littered the sky, come to think of it it’s been awhile since he’s seen stars hasn’t it? ( Seen stars on the Earths ground that is, if anything you were his star— And even more, ) You took a few steps close to the edge of the rooftop, vines and flora invaded the place- nature overtaking the brutalist building.

But X’s heart raced, his throat felt dry— and his palms were clamoring in sweat.

Thank goodness his abilities did jack squat nothing when he was in his civilian form.

But time slowed- comets shot through the sky— And suddenly the loud burst of fireworks escaped the city from the distance- entering the sky and bursting into the sky, and even if the site was quite beautiful- nothing prepared him for the site he saw next,

Flowers petals gently zoomed past his figure- And you gently turned around to face him, your face that had the prettiest smile etched on it- the way your eyes crinkled as you smiled. It wasn’t those friendly smiles he saw you give to people at work- it was new.. something he’s never seen before— He wanted to press pause- stop time, repeat this moment forever.

May this never end.. Please.

On second thought— instead of this moment ending he should end himself—

“ Bai Xizhuang— Bai Xizhuang!? “ He heard your voice— no he’s flinging himself off this building— NOPE.

But before he leapt off the edge- your arms quickly wrapped around his waist- forcefully pulling him back, you let out of a soft grunt the moment the both of you fell back on the floor— Silence.. The silence felt deafening, Bai Xizhuang didn't speak- tongue tied.

He didn't move- but you did, fingers tilting his chin towards you—

And with a shaky voice, “ Stop avoiding me please.. I— I love you. “ Was this real? The fireworks gave off a pink hue from the distance, crickets whistled in the distance- The moonlight gazing down upon you both,

And as you leaned in closer to his- he felt your lips on his own, fuck.. he needed more- gently his hand went towards the back of your neck- pulling you closer to his own,

And within cut breaths- he finally said, " Ha- ..I love you more. "

Oh.. This was perfect.

Think of 'Like a Dream' 1:29 ( YES THIS EXACT TIMESTAMP. ) By Thomas Larosa, in the last scene.

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Lokius Week Day 3

S1 E1 - Glorius Purpose

Elo’s Fave Moment/s:

Ooh okay. This is a tough one to choose a favourite Lokius moment, because although their interactions are so compelling, there's no one particular moment that screams "THIS IS SHIPPY AF!" to me, if you know what I mean.

I think if I have to choose, it'd be their exchange at the very end. Loki finally being honest with Mobius. Not hiding the fact he's been crying; showing a touch of vulnerability. Mobius' "you do know yourself", as there's an undercurrent of genuine care. The, "A villain" "That's not how I see it" bit. Mobius tells Loki straight-up that he knows how complex he is, how much more he is than a mere token 'bad guy'. It's the first real conversation they've had.

Special (if more superficial) mentions go to Mobius' delight at meeting him, then putting an arm around him when they've known each other for all of three seconds... he's so real for that. "You're just a little pussycat," I mean come on. The affection in his voice when he says "mischievous scamp!", like Loki hasn't just freaking run off into the greater TVA. Mobius totally had a giddy fanboy crush going on, he was simply hiding it behind bravado.

@lokiusweek

#LokiusWeek2025 #lokius #loki #mobius #loki series #loki season 1 #loki s1e1 #loki s1e1 - glorious purpose

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queermentaldisaster · 8 months ago

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Every time I've seen your name today my brain misreads it in the "Full Metal Alchemist" voice, which of course necessitates reading it again in a slightly different voice, so I've been partially reading and misreading your name wrong, twice, like, hundreds of times tonight

HEHEHE

Don't worry, I don't mind!!! :D

#im enjoying the interactions #convo posts #elo answers

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myles-moon · 5 months ago

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Introduction!

Hiiii! I’m new to tumblr so if this sucks I’m sorry

Interests: I love Zero day! Like borderline obsessed. I like researching true crime but I wouldn’t say I’m in the tcc. I love history and vintage fashion, I love all era’s especially 50’s-2010’s. I love films and music. I love Comedy and horror movies. I’m a dancer. there’s much more about me but uhh I don’t really wanna write all that (trust me there’s a lot). If I post it’ll mainly be about Zero day related things though so give me some ideas for posts!

Movies: Zero day, Little Miss Sunshine, Love and Mercy, Ruby Sparks, Scott pilgrim Vs. The world, Juno, 500 days of summer, The Hunger Games, Fear Street, The edge of Seventeen (those are just a few, I’m a bigggg movie and pop culture nerd)

Music: The Smashing Pumpkins, Pixies, Radiohead, Sonic Youth, KMFDM, Los campesinos, The Cure, the smiths, Pearl Jam, Nirvana, Alice In Chains, The Beach Boys, Elliot Smith, Alex G, Mom Jeans, Weezer, Pavement, Tyler, the creator, The Beatles. Deftones, Blur, Oasis,

Gorillaz, Greta Van Fleet, Mac Miller, David Bowie, Boston, ELO, Elton John, ABBA, Janis Joplin, The Who, Billy Joel, Hole, NIN, Slowdive, Blink-182, And more!

Dni: I don’t really care who interacts with my page! Just don’t be a creepo

Thanks For Checking out my page!

#zero day 2003 #cal gabriel #zeroday #zero day #intro post #pinned intro #cal and andre #andre kriegman

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docs-mailbox · 6 months ago

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Elo guys, it’s the GOAT, aka the least fluffy Hermit of all, aka me, Doc. 🐐

Due to circumstances beyond my control, I was forced to relocate closer to spawn town. This obviously sucks. But we make the most of it, right?

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Everyone else can be found here.

OOC: This blog is run by Madison Madisongs, aka @targetslovelyworld.

I also run @bigbs-mailbox, @robot-grians-mailbox, @zeds-mailbox, and @voyant-clair.

If I have reblogged one of your posts and you want me to take it down, please contact me on any of my accounts. I will take it down if asked.

OC and Watcher interactions are welcome! Dream SMP mailbox interactions are welcome, but they will be tagged so people on my blog who do not wish to see it can avoid it.

Treebark and Rendoc are both very prominent in this blog.

How I Format My RP

Speech and letter writing are indicated like this.

Actions and narration are indicated like this. I try to mostly stick to present tense, but I don’t always abide by it.

Thoughts are indicated like this. It can get confusing due to my use of italics for emphasized actions as well, but I’m sure context will help reveal which is which.

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skyrim-forever · 28 days ago

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See the AU I really need to write is the one where Theodora's dad lives, now that would be very interesting

Some thing would be the same such as her and Phy are still best friends (Phy would probably live with Theo isn't of the other way around), Theo always has issues with the Empire and now even more so because she's got her dad not holding back his views when she's older

And of course, her and Ondolemar end up together because I have 2 rules for them: 1) In every universe they are horny and 2) In every universe they are stupid :P But in this AU Theo would be less against love so she'd probably realize she has feelings for him earlier on, perhaps they'll be less stupid in this regard??? Big if true :P

And we can get some great Ondolemar interacting with Ricardo Sr. and Uncle Elo moments. Not sure if Ondolemar and Theo would meet in a different way or not, gotta think on that. I also need to think on how he'd meet her dad, definitely by random chance without knowing he's her dad. Maybe he catches him trying to steal form the Silver-Bloods and thinks he's an Imperial spy but Ricardo's like "Nah mate, I'm just robbing them blind. But while I have you here..."

Ricardo Sr. loves a good political debate and starts picking holes in the whole Thalmor doctrine, something to which Ondolemar don't need right now because he's already struggling with his duty and the fact that Imperial woman is making him happy??? Rule 3 is specific to him which is he is falling in love and it makes him want to crawl out of skin. He will be emotionally constipated <3

#oc: theodora #this is all i got off the top of my head #very eepy #will think more on this #need a different start as she would not be crossing the border

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enemylv1 · 9 days ago

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c: yey!

@wholesome-animal-images

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spaceorphan18 · 7 months ago

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The Lady Whistledown Papers : 2x01 Capital R Rake (Part 5)

Welcome back, Gentle Readers, to The Lady Whistledown Papers, where I’m taking an in-depth look at Penelope Featherington and Colin Bridgerton’s character arcs and romance within the show Bridgerton!

For previous issues, follow tag : The Lady Whistledown Papers

Sorry for the delay! We're finally at the end of episode 1!! There's so much Penelope in this episode, it's crazy!

The Diamond Ball

So, we have TWO balls in this episode. And it's funny, the Queen is throwing this thing because she feels goaded by Lady Whistledown, and is trying to show off (and find her diamond of the season). Meanwhile, the Queen is incredibly dismissive of the real Lady Whistledown - basically shooing all of the Featheringtons away. (Boo!)

I love how Penelope rolls her eyes after they've been dismissed. She's used to it - it's not unexpected. But man does she find it annoying to be ignored sometimes.

You know what, though -- I really love Penelope's look in this scene. Her dress is actually quite beautiful, and her hair isn't so frantic. It feels like, this season, they aren't making her look as ridiculous. Which is a nice step to where we go in Season 3.

I do also wonder -- she's not totally alone at the ball - she has Eloise, who is in society now, and her gossip to keep her entertained. But I'll bet she does miss seeing Colin at these functions. It probably used to give her something (else) to look forward to.

Or maybe I just miss Colin, lol. Why is he not in this episode, c'mon. :)

Shout out to Eloise cute little quip about liking emeralds more than diamonds. She is adorable. She's also freaking out - so what does she do? Go find her bff (standing by the wall - naturally) and freak out on her. Penelope, however, is quite amused by all of it.

Of course, the moment Eloise gets positive attention from the Queen, Cressida and her lackies come around to attempt to collect her. And -- this is Cressida's poor attempt at making friends. It is at the expense of Penelope, whom she calls 'insipid wallflower'.

Penelope manages to stand tall through the ridicule. She does her best to ignore Cressida -- and it's so amusing watching how these two interact in these first few seasons. I mean, Cressida doesn't like Penelope, because it's uncool to like the Featheringtons in general (and omg, how High School Drama is this whole bit??), and because she's been brought up to make a competition with every other female out there. But Penelope is strong and can take it.

And ultimately, Penelope is going to get last laugh, eventually.

Here, though, it's Eloise who sticks up for her -- saying she'd rather die than be friends with Cressida, to which Penelope snorts out a laugh. (Of course, it's funny that Eloise will some day eat her own words when she genuinely gains some affection for Cressida) but the point is Eloise's loyalty does lie with Penelope -- and the strength of their friendship is something very special.

The other thing to note, though, is that we're getting a long of strong Penelope/Eloise friendship out the gate, because the season is going to show it deteriorating a bit as we make our way to the brutal end of the season. But it is nice to see that there is someone in the world who looks out for Penelope, when the rest of the world ignores or ridicules her.

Friendship

Next we get a scene that I absolutely adore. Penelope and Eloise's friendship is something that does mean a lot to me -- as it is a great female friendship, and one that consists of a lot of love. And I think that sometimes friendship love can be overlooked and not valued as much as romantic love, and one of the aspects of this show that is so great is that it shows the value in friendship love (as well as familial love - but I digress). Eloise is as important to Penelope as Colin is -- and we do get to see that play out over the next two seasons, and it's so, so good.

Anyway - Penelope and Eloise make their way to this garden (?). And kudos to the set design team because the yellows of the flowers matching Penelope, while the night matches Eloise? It's a perfect environment for them. This scene is just so visually stunning.

We start out with Eloise complaining about Cressida being a jerk, and how she doesn't understand how Penelope can deal with society -- especially when they're look on as if they were fine china and not people. And it speaks to a theme often found between Penelope and Eloise, how they both desire to be seen and do more than the women of the time are expected to be. Penelope jokes back that her being that 'insipid wallflower' prevents her from being under the microscope in the same way Eloise is.

And I love LOVE this conversation -- because it speaks to the different plights women have. How some women have too much attention always being thrown at them. And how other women are discarded and ignored without a thought. It speaks to things going on today, and not just back then. And it's fantastic.

As they sit down, Penelope starts to talk about her own experiences, and how being the wallflower isn't so bad. She gets the first lemonade! And she's able to watch people and understand them.

There's a small moment where Penelope really is open and honest -- where she tells Eloise that she watches the romantic going ons of couples, and can see when jealousy arises, and there's a small smile that comes to her face, as I'm sure, there's a small part of her that probably daydreams some guy would be like that about her. But mostly, she's giving away that she desires romance and romantic love, but sees it all as a fantasy playing out for her to watch.

She also gives away that she hears all the gossip, even hears what the servants are talking about. And it's a very vulnerable moment, because had Eloise been a little quicker, she may have picked up that Pen was Lady Whistledown. (And of course, this is foreshadowing that Eloise is going to notice it.)

The next beat is so brilliantly done -- Eloise stating that Penelope has been keeping something from her. And Penelope freezes in fear that Eloise has figured her out. The duality of this moment is so great.

Eloise says she doesn't have to pretend any longer (Penelope remains freaked out that her secret has been discovered) but Eloise swerves -- and says, unlike her, Penelope likes all of the society stuff. And Penelope becomes visually relieved. Her secret is safe another day. But Eloise is also not wrong, and Penelope becomes a little bashful.

Penelope looks so cute here - like a little garden nymph. Just needed to express that.

Penelope states she does find all of it amusing, then, interestingly, brings it to Lady Whistledown -- asking if Eloise if she still fins LW amusing. Eloise admits that she doesn't dislike LW now, but that LW is now an unchanging reminder of how trapped in her society role she is.

And it gives Penelope a moment to reflect. Because she, too, is trapped by her role in society. Lady Whistledown was an outlet, a remedy for that. And yet, even that has become repetitive. And even though she does enjoy the going-ons of the Ton more than Eloise, even though gossip is fun, and her secret business is fun, it doesn't change the fact that in reality -- they still are who they are.

Eloise then opens up in a very vulnerable moment -- where she states that while she has no desire to be Daphne, she feels like she's always being compared to Daphne, and that she'll never live up to that. And the hardest part is always being compared to her sister -- and not being allowed to stand on her own merits. Merits, which, don't measure up to the expectations of society and the Ton.

Penelope is quick to comfort her friend, reaching out for her hand. Because she gets it -- she does.

Penelope takes a moment to really think about it from Eloise's POV, and admits that she hasn't thought of it that way -- because she has the opposite problem. No one really notices her.

And that thought is key -- because besides Eloise, there is one person who does truly notice her. But we'll get to that. ;)

Penelope goes on to say that she does like that she's sometimes invisible. It gives her freedom to move around without being notice. It means she doesn't have the same expectations thrusted upon her like Eloise does. Eloise asks if she thinks that's why LW remains anonymous -- and Penelope simply answers 'perhaps' but we can see it in her face this is indeed the correct answer. But we also see that there is some loneliness in that invisibility.

She wants to be seen! Knowing that everyone is loving and having fun with Lady Whistledown in secret is one thing. But the secret is going to become a heavy burden the longer it goes on.

We end the scene on a lighthearted note, bringing it around back to Cressida, and that her hair being too tight is the source of all her meanness. The two giggle and laugh, and delight in each other's company, and it's a soft, sweet moment for the two of them.

Before we leave this scene, though, I also want to note that in this scene we get to see Penelope's dress up close. It's got accents of white stars on them, but they reflect blue in that light and it's really quite the beautiful dress, but I wonder if it's symbolic, a little, that the Bridgertons are a part of her, and her life. Also - Pen and Eloise's clothing match each other in a very complementary way (as well as they both do with the scenery). Brilliant little scene indeed.

Penelope and Eloise must not have been out in the garden that long, because they do make it back in time to see the Queen announce that Edwina is the new Diamond. They are shocked! But also - they're going to be so little involved in the Kanthany story, it really doesn't matter. The important point is that Penelope notices so LW can narrate about it (lol)

Jack Featherington

Upon returning home, we finally get the reveal that they've been hinting at all episode -- the entrance of the new Lord Featherington -- a distant cousin of previous Lord Featherington. But it's not who they expect -- it's his son, from America -- a young, handsome, and charming man who has now thrown the Featherington household into upheaval.

Penelope finds him quite amusing here! Not only does he seem competent -- and willing to help them, he also is putting Portia in her place a bit (by having her things moved). It's an unexpected delight, and everyone, except Portia, is thrilled by the turn of events.

Penelope states that the new Lord Featherington is here to provide. I love Portia's look of utter horror as Penelope looks delighted. Let's see how that works out for y'all ;)

It's the end of Penelope in the episode -- but not really. The new LW issue comes out, and we hear that Penelope has taken Eloise's advice -- in that she concludes that the whole 'diamond' business is ridiculous, and maybe they shouldn't be so invested in something so frivolous, as women are worth more than how they look. It's a great mark for Pen, and for Eloise, but in making this shift -- Penelope has (probably unknowingly) pissed of the Queen.

I suppose we'll see how that works out for her, too :)

But - also, I want to point out that -- sometimes our actions have consequences that we don't always see. And it'll be a lesson for Penelope that her voice has farther and more impactful reach than she even realizes.

And that's a wrap on Episode 1! :)

#bridgerton #polin #penelope featherington #penelope bridgerton #polination #the lady whistledown papers

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