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mikaze-discord · 3 years

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Quartet Night: Love letters

Annnnnd these are the love letters written for Quartet Night!!!

Please enjoy under the cut~

REIJI KOTOBUKI

From Anon:

I've always been drawn to characters with complex (and fairly dark) personalities, so liking Rei-chan was honestly inevitable for me.

He looks like a very bright and cheerful character at first, which he is, but sometimes that part of him is a little misleading because, in actuality, he's a character that holds a lot of negative feelings about himself due to a past that he can't seem to move on from. He holds a lot of those feelings to himself because he doesn't want to burden anyone else with them. He's a reliable, cunning, and ultimately selfless character that chooses to shoulder a lot on his own out of his infinite care for others, and perhaps a secret sense of atonement, all hidden behind his bright demeanor and goofy smile, and it's endlessly interesting to me.

Besides the duality of his personality, he has a lot of other endearing quirks to love about him. He loves his mom a lot and is a mama's boy. His old-man jargon and catchphrases never fail to amuse (I still can't get over the way he says "my girl"). His obsession with anything even remotely British is something my APH England phase can relate to. His style of music brings a lot of pleasant feelings of nostalgia for me, and his pretty voice suits them a lot. And most of all he's just a very good boy overall. I rate 99999 out of 10 would love and support him and also maybe pay for his therapy because god knows he needs it. Happy anniversary!!

From another anon:

Would you like to hear a story? You do? Very well then, may this story be one you enjoy.

What do I like about Reiji kotobuki? A Lot of things actually!

Well, I've always really liked Reiji as a character as he seemed to be one of the more interesting characters to me, due to how complex he is with his backstory and general just personality.

I have always really enjoyed how Reiji just solves problems too? Like he is just such an outgoing person who deserves all the support!!!

Like the best word I can use for Reiji is just, unique. Everything about him is just so Reiji. From the way he talks, to his nicknames or even his texting style. Like have you seen how many people use emoticons when texting as Reiji? It's just so him.

I like his way of thinking too! I feel like some of the interactions in the games are just so interesting, just seeing Reiji’s point of view. How he deals with a sort of survivor’s guilt and all of that.

Personally, some of my most memorable roleplaying moments were watching a Reiji rper in action, like just seeing them interact and flow so seamlessly with the other characters was just so fascinating to wee baby rper me. Such a large part of playing Reiji is just how you flow with the people around you and comedic timing. I have so many funny moments where Reiji was just interacting with people and it was just so inspirational (?) like I couldn't stop the smile on my face. I had learnt alot from them. I still consider them my roleplaying senpai almost! I don't talk to them anymore but I really had an amazing time just seeing their spin on the character.

I don't find him to be a romantic partner towards me nor do I see any of the characters in that light, but I've always found Reiji as such a personal character. Not even just towards me, like even with other utapri stans. The most relatable character always seems to be Reiji.

I've always been pretty similar in many aspects to him and I often find myself relating to him in numerous ways like his vibe is just relatable! I have often found myself trying to make other people laugh and have fun that many times I'm spreading myself thin and feel unappreciated...Reiji really helped with that.

This is where i start getting into the really personal stuff LOL feel free to skip if you dont wanna hear the angsty backstory.

I had really come to love Reiji when I had just...hit a low. I had a group of friends who I enjoyed hanging out with and just talking to, but they weren't very good friends per say. I often had to schedule every activity we did and I spent days and nights trying to think of concepts that might be fun. They took it for granted.. I had spent 4 months trying to make a game for them, and they had constantly pushed back times that we would play it. Using excuses to not play it, without telling me out right what they did not like or even why. The site I used was later taken down without notice and thus I had lost all my progress. Later, they had mentioned how they would like to play it except that later ended up being two years later. I really wish I could've solved things with that friend group like Quartet Night did but that didn't happen. That is when I started seeing things Reiji’s way? Not to say that it was the same or similar scenario to Reiji but I had just associated it with him.

RANMARU KUROSAKI

From Anon:

Ran is such a fun character! He sounds like a "rough outside, soft inside" kind of character, but his roughness is more like an integral part of him and it's through it that he shows he cares rather than setting it aside. That's what made me want to rp him. I also like how he is such a strong guy who's always determined to do his best in everything he does despite so much having gone wrong in his past. And it's very satisfying to see him form bonds and start to trust people.

From @mikaze-san:

Originally, my favourite Utapri boy was Ai, and it had been the robot boy for several years upon entering the fandom. In fact, it only switched to Ranmaru sometime late last year but regardless, I would still die for this man. Part of the reason why I switched is because I’ve always been a fan of Suzuki Tatsuhisa and I have a huge bias towards any man who wears nail polish without fearing being “feminine” because fuck gender roles.

As someone who studies fashion, I think Ranmaru is very coordinated and confident when it comes to portraying himself that way. He knows he’s not very good at expressing his emotions and utilises his passion for rock and playing the bass to portray those feelings through his songs. It’s also incredibly inspiring to know that he bounces back from pretty much anything considering his backstory and the stuff he deals with in the game/anime.

But my main reason for loving Ranmaru so much stems from the fact that I admire him a lot and want to be more like him. For a long time last year, I got to roleplay as Ranmaru in a few Utapri groups and through those experiences, I gained a better understanding and appreciation of the characters that I wrote for. In some weird way, by highlighting his flaws, character progression and how he dealt with different emotions, I ended up providing insight into how I dealt with similar issues by looking at them from a 3rd person perspective.

I used to be very shy and was very shut off from friends and family, and due to this I’ve always admired people in my life or fictional characters that are so confident in being who they are. Ranmaru particularly struck that chord in me because his bluntness knows no end. He’s very opinionated and doesn’t fear confrontation, in most cases being the one to provoke it. He speaks his mind openly without being overly anxious of the consequences. This is something that I feel is especially relevant today with being your authentic/unapologetic self is such a trend.

It’s something I’ve also noticed with having met people in or outside of this fandom, the notion of idolising a fictional character containing traits that we want to see in ourselves. Which made me think about a lot of my favourite kinds of characters which at the end of the day all boil down to sharing one similar trait: Being a bitch.

And in Utapri, Ranmaru embodies that. So naturally it’s very easy for me to idolise him.

(Tldr: I like his bitchy attitude.)

AI MIKAZE

From Arashi:

It's hard to put into words why I love Ai Mikaze, perhaps it's because I'm subconsciously drawn to him, maybe it's because his hair and eyes are my favorite color, maybe it's because his voice is that of an angels, there are many reasons why I love him. I couldn't tell you a definite, "These one or two reasons are the entire reason I love him", but I'll try to sum it up.

I grew to love him by admiring his personality, his smile, his determination to reach his goals, everything about him made me happy. He's strict and a little scary at times, but when he sees people caring for him, he becomes happy and in a way, sentimental. He's not sure how to explain the way he feels, but he tries. I think I admire how he holds all the little things precious to his heart as he learns about them, and he wants to understand how to care for others and how they care for them in return. Even after six years, he still remains the most dear to me. I think that he now has a sentimental value to me, because even if I 'loved' another character more for a while, I will always come back to Ai. Ai deserves the world, and I'd give it to him if I could. He'll always be special to me, and I think that he very much deserves that.

From Maronda:

My love for Ai started after I found Shining Live by chance and started to play. At first I wasn't particularly attached to any of the characters and decided to go back and watch the anime to maybe remember some context other than who Starish was. When I got to the episode focused on Ai and his "secret" I was absolutely thrown off by it all. I ended up feeling like I had so many questions and I knew that the anime would give me little to no answers, so I frequently turned to rambling on the internet about it. Eventually, this fixation on weird things about him seemed to turn into a clear fondness for him, and friends made me realize just how much I liked him. Knowing the cold and often strange aspects of his personality was due to something out of his control was something I resonated with as someone on the autism spectrum. He reminded me of some of the ways I used to think and behave.

I also began to notice other things I loved about him. Things like how soothing I found his voice, the pleasant shade of light blue in his hair and eyes, how ridiculously pretty he is... but the best things are the endearing parts of his personality. Though he's somewhat harsh, he's still entirely genuine. His curiosity is absolutely precious and his occasional awkwardness in expressing emotion or understanding the emotions of others made me empathize with him. And if you look at the Ai in Shining Live and compare it to the Ai in the anime and games... he really has changed a lot and grown as a person. He now seems so much gentler and understanding, and he clearly values the friendships he has now too! I think he's a wonderful character and ever since friends of mine encouraged me to selfship I've essentially been in love with him, but it also makes me happy to see other people appreciate him for other reasons as well. He's just so lovable!

CAMUS

From @uta-no-fakku-sama:

At the very beginning of my UtaPri interest, Camus never really caught my attention. That is until he became my first My Only Prince UR. I’ve come to appreciate him a lot more ever since, and now he’s become my favorite QUARTET NIGHT member! Along the way, I learned more about him and realized he’s one of the more complicated characters to understand. Nonetheless, I absolutely adore him. I tend to tease and make fun of him a lot, but deep down I truly do like him a whole bunch!

From @/waddamaloooon on twt:

A little Camus appreciation post

(alternatively known as; how this guy managed to harshly take my heart and step on it like the gumin I am.)

Hello, this is Suikamaru, here to share a tiny story of why I, and eventually you, love Camus Rondo Cryzard.

At first glance, his looks appealed to me, but not his behavior (and ironically enough, his voice) so I didn't bat an eye on him. I've always been on a neutral leaning to dislike opinion on Camus, which is quite understandable because have you SEEN the way he acts. Unfathomable.

…..To a Young Suikamaru, that is.

I've grown, so naturally I've changed preferences regarding characters, ikemen, and who to stan and who to avoid like the plague. I will lie if I said that I expected to like that blonde confectionery devouring machine at any point of my life.

But it did happen so who are we fooling here.

It dawned on me that Camus is the type of character that you cannot appreciate unless you go in depth into his lore, backstory, and see him for who he really is. Because then everything else will make sense. And that never happened in my case until I started roleplaying as him.

I realized that he's not just a two faced, sweet toothed mean man. He's a perfectionist, someone who's always been raised since his childhood days to be nothing less than complete, who has locked on his heart and emotions to devote himself completely to the purpose given to him. He has the looks and brains for what though? He should be a little stupid honestly.

But his intelligence gave him the complexity that he just needed for his characteristics. Because as aforementioned, he's not someone to easily like or fall in love with. And I think that's quite rare in characters, and very much appreciated due to the fact it gives the fans a chance to not actually stay on a flat level of knowledge regarding their favorite characters.

I've slowly started to see myself in some aspects of him, which was the number one factor of liking him. Then came the Maeno magic when I realized Camus shares the same VA as another character that I love as well. (Hamelin, from SinoAlice.) From then, everything went downhill.

In a good way. I think..

Well, that is all from me, please read about this handsome man and appreciate his hard work both as an individual and as an idol. There is SO much to him that's p much overlooked and I'm getting broke from spending my money on his living expenses rent free in my head. Take him off my head.

#utapri #utanoprincesama #uta no prince sama #Reiji kotobuki #Kotobuki reiji #Ranmaru kurosaki #utapri camus #ai mikaze #mikaze ai #quartet night

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mythiica · 4 years

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Reader x Lucien {MLQC} - Obsession {Day 10}

Title: Obsession

Fandom: Mr. Love Queen’s Choice

Character: Lucien

Genre: TRICK AND TREAT 2 IN ONE BABY

Warnings: i dont want to spoil it for you, but its not creepy or overly violent so dont panic

Word Count: 4164 words

Other comments: i dont have the energy to put comments atm so , tomorrow, i also am not paragraphing it right

Lucien had asked for your help to splatter fake blood onto his lab coat, and you willingly complied because it meant you could paint your skin red and stamp your palms onto his ass (to make the perfect imprint of your hands on him just in case anyone got any ideas during the Halloween party.) He entertained the idea of letting you leave the apartment with your super-short skirt, but ultimately offered you a long pair of his pants that scraped the floor. The two of you came to an agreement: white tights to match your overly revealing nurse outfit.

Victor was hosting a Halloween party, and much to your surprise, Lucien accepted the invitation without a moment’s hesitation. It surprised you even more when you learned that it was a costume party designed for couples to match. Lucien suggested a few ideas that you vetoed immediately (pine + apple, Schrodinger + cat, Albert Einstein + Elsa Einstein, etc), but you took a liking to good old doctor + nurse.

However, as you make final adjustments to your costume in the mirror next to the door, you ponder if it is too late to cancel. The white stretches across your sides and leaves nothing to the imagination. Lucien adores it, but you suspect that you might attract lustful gazes from other, unwanted, people.

“Is it cold outside?” you ask, throwing your head back to glance out of the window. It is too dark to see anything, but Lucien has his phone in his hand and can check the weather.

“Do you consider below negative to be cold?” A smirk tugs at his lips as he reaches for your coat.

“Yes?! Is that even a question?” Putting one hand through the jacket, Lucien helps it over your shoulders before opening the front door.

You nearly run into Kiro because you have your back turned to the hall as you exit. His hands land your side to catch you from falling, but he quickly returns you to an upright position. “You haven’t left! Oh good, I was worried I wouldn’t catch you–” Kiro is wearing a full black tuxedo and a pair of aviators. He takes them off and leaves them to rest atop his blond hair as he talks with you. “Can I please ride with you to the party? My agent was supposed to take me… but I made him mad…”

Giggling, you nod your head. “Did he find your snack stash?”

Lucien locks the door behind you and ushers the two of you down the stairs.

“He did… it’s kind of embarrassing to be honest. He said I had to walk to Victor to make up for lying, but it’s so cold I couldn’t even dream of it!”

Lucien pockets the keys and glances at Kiro. “What… are you?”

Kiro jumps off of two steps and lands triumphantly. “I’m a spy! Could you not tell? It means I’m blending in well with the general public…”

This makes you giggle, and Lucien takes your hand in his. He huffs slightly, now that he has realized that he will have to behave himself in the drive to the party location.

In the garage, Kiro is kind enough to open the door for you, so you step inside and fold your skirt so that it sits comfortably without wrinkling. Kiro sits behind you, and Lucien takes his chances tucking his hand up your skirt.

Although you squirm around, Lucien’s hand slips up the skirt. He finds the smallest hole in your tights and manages to push his finger through the fabric. Lucien is unusually good with his hands, even if he cannot see what he is doing.

“So, are the two of you Dr. Jekyll and a nurse?” Kiro cannot see Lucien’s joyous smirk from where he is sitting, and thankfully, he can’t see that Lucien’s hand is up your skirt either.

“M-More of just generic doctor and nurse…” you reply breathlessly. Lucien has pushed his digit past your underwear and is rubbing your folds gracefully.

“Oh! I see… why the blood though?”

Lucien chuckles to himself and he is at least two knuckles deep inside of you, and his palm is pressed flush against your thigh. The warmth from his skin makes you giddy on its own, but he rubs your walls in an attempt to make you moan.

You have to bite back the urge to scold him for trying something so risky in front of Kiro. “Spur of the moment and I got a bit carried away with how I placed my hands–”

“I should have put some hand prints on you, don’t you think?” Lucien says this with a smile, but you see past it and know that he is enjoying himself.

“I think that you have enough hands in– on me as it is.”

Kiro squeals, and the high pitched sound masks the soft moan that escapes your lips. “The two of you are so cute together!” He taps a finger against his lip. “Do you think you will win the couples’ costume contest?”

Lucien’s finger brushes past the spot that is overly sensitive, and you cross your legs over each other. “I did not realize that he would be judging instead of participating.”

Kiro laughs and nods. “Minor managed to convince Gavin to wear a matching shirt, even if they aren’t a romantic couple. But I don’t know anyone who could out do you!”

At a stoplight, Lucien leans over and brushes your hair back with his free hand. As his lips graze your ear, Lucien whispers, “My how wet you are.”

“Lucien!” You cover your mouth for a moment, but then you point at the light. “It’s green, we don’t want to hold up the line…”

The engine revs, and you are off again. Your heart has started pounding against the tight vest you are wearing. Lucien is pumping his finger faster, but still manages to keep the sound softer than the music from the radio. Kiro put headphones in, so he couldn’t hear much anyways, but you do not want to take any chances.

When the three of you arrive at the party venue, Lucien pushes your underwear back in place and laps at his finger to clean off the slick (only after Kiro has gotten out of the car). You lean against Lucien as he tucks an arm over your shoulders. “Are you disappointed we’re here?”

You shove him playfully. “You are ridiculous. How would you have explained that to Kiro if he caught us?”

Lucien shakes his head. “He would not have.”

“But if he–”

Lucien grasps your hands and kisses them. His breath fogs up in the cold night air, but his warmth envelops you. “I apologize if I have made you uncomfortable. I only wished that he hadn’t interrupted us–”

You pout slightly, but Lucien gives you a swift kiss and leads you inside, out of the cold. “It won’t happen again unless you give me permission.”

Inside, someone takes your coat, revealing your entire outfit. Kiro is on the other side of the room, but he sees you and waves, beckoning you and Lucien over to speak with Victor. He wore an extravagant Dracula costume, and upon seeing you, he smiles to show his fake fangs. “Ah, a nurse, exactly what I needed,” he jokes, taking your hand to kiss your knuckles.

Lucien says hello, and Victor steps back. “Ah, and the doctor.”

You giggle and pull your skirt down in the back a bit. “Victor, your party is lovely, and I adore the decorations you’ve had put up. Kiro mentioned something about a contest?”

Kiro is eating a generous slice of cake and nods enthusiastically.

“Yes- I should not be telling you this, but I am one of the few judges that will decide who has won… you have an advantage.”

“Because…”

Victor coaxes you to spin for him, and the edge of your skirt to fly around your legs. “Because you look amazing. I do not think that I have seen you in white before. It is a fitting color for you.”

“Thank you, Victor.” You land against Lucien’s chest and lace your fingers with his. “I would not be complete without my doctor though–”

Victor bows his head. “Of course, that is understandable.” Someone calls his name, so he takes his leave to go attend to his host duties.

Lucien offers you a glass of black punch (colored in celebration of the spooky holiday) as he eats a cookie. It is one of those soft cookies with pure sugar for icing. But he makes a point to eat it slowly and sensually because he knows that you are watching as his tongue flicks against the crumbs before the have a chance to fall.

“Lucien–”

“Hm?”

Rolling your eyes, you take the half-eaten cookie from his hand and finish for him. “You’re trying to tempt me, aren’t you?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, not in the slightest.”

He pulls you to the dance floor and leads you into a waltz – a row of musicians sits against the back wall and the melody floats through the air. When Lucien dips you back, you admire the ceiling. It is decked out in fake cobwebs and felted spiders – they hang from the chandelier and drip down to the ballroom. It looks beautiful, and you feel like you are suspended in the middle of a dream.

Lucien tightens his grip on your waist to lift you into the air. Your hair flutters behind you, and you squeal as he tips his head up to kiss you.

“I have to keep you close. It has barely been an hour, and already you have attracted the gaze of many.” He brushes another kiss against your jaw to seal his words in your mind. “Maybe you should have been the doctor, and I should have been the sexy nurse.”

This makes you erupt with laughter (the thought of seeing Lucien wearing a slut-worthy skirt and a garter brings tears to your eyes). You excuse yourself to go and fix your mascara now that it has touched your skin.

It does not take long to pat the mascara away. But, as you open the door to leave and return to the party, Lucien stands in the doorway, keeping you from leaving. “Lucien, do you need the restroom?” It is a single stall room, and you are using the only one in the area.

“Hm..” He savors your words before taking you back inside. “I need something else… from you, that is.”

When Lucien locks the door behind you, you understand what he is doing. His hands pull your skirt up, exposing your tights and panties to him.

“W-What are you doing?!”

“Allow me to indulge myself. We have time before they need us back, so might as well.. No?”

You ponder it, but you surrender because you have been dying to let him touch you more since your drive coming here. “Lucien, you are the devil–”

He smirks and bows for you, but that is only a ploy because he drops to his knees and invites himself to your crotch. The tights to not seem to be much a problem, because he rips them within seconds and he pulls them from the way.

“Hey! Don’t rip my underwear–”

“If you insist…”

Lucien simply pulls them to the side and gives your slit a long lap. You release a breathless moan and clutch his hair. Another moment later, and Lucien hoists you to sit on the edge of the sink. You grip the quartz as he tongues you. Damn Lucien for knowing all the things that make you go crazy. He laps at your clit before dipping his tongue into your hole.

“Oh fuck…”

As the curse leaves your lips, Lucien bites your folds. “Don’t curse. It is unbefitting of you, my love.”

“Shut up!” you scold.

Lucien does not take lightly to this and starts fingering you at the same time. The added stimulation makes you moan loudly, but you hear someone pass by the bathroom. Clasping your hand over your mouth, you try to push Lucien away, but he continues to suckle at you.

The doorknob jiggles, so you bite back a moan and call out, “I–It’s occupied!”

He leans back for a moment, a string of slick hanging from his tongue, and smirks at you before diving back in.

“L-Lucien.. Ahh.. please, there–”

“Here?” Lucien’s fingers hit your g-spot directly and you feel the knot in your stomach coming undone. You pant heavily and realize that you blacked out for a split second. Lucien’s chin is dripping wet, but it makes you laugh.

“Are you really laughing after–”

You pull Lucien back up for a long kiss. “Thank you…”

He nuzzles you for a moment and smiles.

The tights are ripped, so you cannot put them back on. Instead, Lucien takes his lab coat off and drapes it over your shoulders. Before he opens the door, Lucien cleans his fingers off and washes them properly with soap and water. “We should return, no?”

You unlock the door and step outside. “I think they are announcing the winners of the costume competition. Did we really take that long?”

Lucien is behind you in a moment, and the two of you take your leave and return to the main room. “No, actually, I think I made you unravel in record time–”

“Hey!”

His lips curl into a smirk. “If you beg to differ, prove me wrong next time.”

Huffing, you enter the ballroom and gravitate to the large crowd gathered around Victor. He gives the usual host speech and thanks everyone for attending. “And, of course, without further delay, I would like to reveal the winners of the costume contest. It is no surprise that the best dressed nurse and her doctor have won first place tonight, as they are not only matching, but also a couple. And no, Minor, I am not awarding you pity second place.”

Everyone laughs and then claps for you and Lucien. As the two of you make your way to the stage, you process how Victor announced the two of you: he mentioned you first, and then Lucien (the nurse’s doctor). It warmed your heart, and Lucien helped you up the steps so you would not trip in the heels.

Victor hands you a gift card to use how you wish, but you know that Lucien will promptly take it the moment you arrive home (to either get some research books or sex toys, there is no anticipating what he orders until it comes in the mail).

It does not take long for the party to resume in full swing: people glide across the dance floor and everyone is seemingly in sync to Thriller. Gavin catches you and congratulates you on winning. He is wearing a keep him shirt, so you assume that Minor has the matching if found, return to Gavin top. “Victor was right – I didn’t see you earlier, but your outfit looks great.”

Lucien is chatting with another couple a few feet away from you and Gavin, so you exhale and relax. Who knows what he would do if he heard Gavin complimenting you. “Thank you. I take it your better half has been abandoned somewhere?”

“Minor?” Gavin laughs. “Do you know how hard I have been trying to get away from him? I’m surprised he hasn’t found me… now that I say that, I feel like someone is watching me.”

When you glance over your shoulder, you catch Lucien glaring at Gavin.

To be expected.

You laugh nervously and excuse yourself. Nestling yourself at Lucien’s side, you loop your arm through his. “It’s getting late, don’t you think?”

Lucien nods. “If you will excuse us, I have a meeting tomorrow, and we must take our leave. Have a wonderful evening!”

He is always such a gentleman, which you adore. The two of you say goodbye to Kiro, Victor, and (reluctantly for Lucien) Gavin before you are off. The music hums, and you enjoy the time alone with Lucien. Parties are wonderful, but when Victor goes full out like that, you tend to get drained.

“Did you enjoy yourself?” Lucien inquires with a smile.

“Yes! It was wonderful to see everyone having fun. I think I even caught Gavin laughing at Minor.”

“Well I caught Gavin doing other things…”

“Hm?”

Lucien waves a hand. “He must have been admiring the handprints on your backside. I don’t see any other reason he should have been tracing your form with his eyes.”

You laugh and capture his hand. “You have demonstrated today that I am yours. Promise you won’t let it get to you?”

“I intend to show you my love one more time tonight. Is that acceptable?”

His voice drops when he says this, and your heart jumps at the thought of what he has planned. Lucien knows how to keep you on your toes, so you nod your head enthusiastically.

You had not even realized that the two of you have arrived home in the meantime. Lucien leans over the divider between your seats to brush his lips across yours. It is not a full kiss, and it leaves you craving more.

All night, Lucien has been teasing you with the promise of sex, and now you are finally getting it.

You do not hesitate to run out of the car and up to the apartment. Lucien has not even made it up the stairs, but you want to take your costume off before he rips it to shreds. Bouncing to the bathroom, you let the coat drop to the ground before you pull the top over your head. As you fumble with the skirt zipper, you feel Lucien’s warm breath on your neck.

“Need help?”

“Y-Yes–”

Lucien’s hand trails up your torso and then back down to unhook it before pulling the zipper down. He is incredibly steady and slow, making you wait for it. The fabric drops from your waist and to the floor: he lets you step out of it before Lucien spins you around and cups your face to kiss you. “You look even more beautiful without clothes on…”

He knows exactly how to make you squirm with just words alone. With his lips so close to your skin, you can only think of how he made you cum earlier. “L-Lucien?”

“Yes, my nurse?”

Swallowing hard, you lean against Lucien. He supports your weight and pulls your hair back to kiss your neck.

“Tell me what you want…”

Lucien trills his fingers up your side until he unclasps the back and removes it slowly. As it drops to the ground, you hold your arm over her breasts, but they spill outwards still. Lucien’s hand presses to the small of your back and he kisses your bare shoulder down to the top of your breast, coaxing your to reveal yourself to him.

“I desperately want you to Dr. Jekyll me…”

“Oh?” He guides you back into the bedroom, keeping a hand on your bare hip. “You’d like me to ravage you?” As the back of your knees hit the mattress, you fall onto the bed. Lucien looms over you and pushes his knee between your legs. “You want me to make you cum again?” He starts kissing down your body and stops once his lips meet the hem of your panties. “Tell me so I know...”

“Yes! Please, Lucien. You have been so naughty all day, but now, when I really want something you have the audacity to deny me it. How very Mr. Hyde of you.”

Lucien leans back to remove his tie, and he uses it to bind your wrists above your head. “What about this?”

Squirming around, you giggle at Lucien. “I like this…”

His next movements are swift and fluid: he removes his belt and then pants, followed by his shirt and underwear. Lucien presses his body to yours so you can feel his erection pressing against your underwear. You wonder if he will continue the game of foreplay and fuck you through your underwear, but he seeminly reads your mind and pulls your underwear down to your knees.

“Ah… you are still wet from earlier. How beautiful~”

“You did eat me out in record time…”

“So you admit that I have the ability to make you cum fast? Let us see if I can do it again–”

Lucien pulls your leg over his hip and inserts himself into you. His cock rubs against your walls and stretches you. It makes you moan loudly and squirm around again. He holds your abdomen down and gives you a moment to adjust before he begins to thrust in and out of you.

All night, you have been waiting for this, and now that it is finally happening, you surrender yourself to the sensation without hesitating. Lucien envelops your senses as he kisses you everywhere, leaving marks in his wake.

Heat radiates from his muscles, and your breath catches in your throat when Lucien traces the curve of your thighs. Lucien repeats your name over and over again, and it makes you wetter than if he would dirty talk you. There is something about how his voice dips lower and lower that makes you giddy.

“Lucien, please tell me you have been thinking about this since we left..”

“I’ve been thinking about this since you got your costume,” he admits.

You cannot stop moaning as Lucien thrusts into you. Although your wrists are bound, you hook them over Lucien’s neck and you bury your face against his skin. Consumed by lust, you can't help but dirty talk him to the moon. "Lucien! You feel so amazing inside of me... your cock.. I wish you would have fucked me in the bathroom instead of just eating me out. That would have been so hot.”

“I’ll take it under consideration for next year.” With that, Lucien tucks his hand between your legs and finds purchase directly on your clit. This earns him a few more moans from your lips, and he laughs triumphantly. When he does, his hair curls over his eyes, but you are quick to push it back. You clench around him tightly and watch Lucien’s face contort with pleasure.

He had been denying himself pleasure as well, but now you have a chance to show off to him. "You are so incredibly warm.." Goosebumps ripple down his arms and Lucien groans loudly – it's music to your ears. "Clench around me again – won't you?"

His words seemingly make you respond on command, because you fall over your edge as his tip brushes the spot that makes you see stars. You thought the squelching sound was loud before, but now it is the only thing you can hear.

"Lucien!"

“Yes, my beautiful nurse… cum for me… how wonderful you sound…”

Cream dribbles down your inner thigh, making Lucien grin with pride. He does not stop thrusting until squirt forces him out. It wells out of you and makes the bed wet like nothing else you have ever experienced. He makes sure to pleasure you before he pumps himself a few times.

“Lucien, doctor… I want you to cum too.”

“Oh?”

When you arch your back to entice him, your breasts fall outwards and his eyes go wide. “Cum on me and make me yours. That’s what you want, no~?”

You fight against the tie until it loosens and you have the ability to use your hands again. Swatting Lucien’s hands away, you pump his tip rapidly and don’t stop until you feel him tense against your palm.

A string of curse words escape his lips, and you know that he is close, so you remove your hand and smile at him. “Edging me?” Lucien grips your jaw and laughs. “You are the naughty one.” His thumb dips into your mouth and he coaxes you to open for him. His tip is smoothe against your lips, and you do your best to take him all down your throat. He wraps his fingers in your hair and tugs slightly, but then groans as you hum against his length.

So much has happened in a day, and now it has come to this.

With your mouth full of his cock, you look up at Lucien with big eyes and hope that your expression is enough to make him cum. His grunt is drawn out and breathless, and then you taste the bitterness of his cum as it trickles down your throat. Having been stimulated from fucking your pussy, it did not take much to have him unravel like you did before.

However, you do not swallow it as he wishes. Instead, you let it drip down onto your breasts.

Lucien smiles and takes the tie to throw it away as he kisses you. “Perfect, my little nurse.”

#mlqc #10 days of yandere

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btsandvmin · 5 years

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Ok i dont know how to say it I'm an old vm shipper but since last few years i feel like jimin is forcing himself the affection he is showing is mostly forced he loves tae but i was talking about this with my Vminer frnd and deep down she feels the same the gif you posted of jm hugging tae in that run ep with cold expression while saying "you did great" is best example it's like jm just NEEDS to hug taehyung he doesn't WANT to hug him :(

Hello, and sorry to hear that you feel like this. I must say, through the years there are always periods when people wonder if Vmin (or other ships) have had a fight or call them “dead” for one reason or another. This is also a reason that has really made me look closer to see if this weird tension exist between Jimin and Taehyung.

(Here is the post referenced with the “you did great hug”.)

Sorry if I get a bit “heated” in this post... But I really just don’t think a lot of these claims make much sense when people say Vmin are less close, awkward or forced. If Vmin doesn’t get along I think it would be seen more clearly (and consistantly) and also would rather make Vmin have less moments as the years passed, not that they would force more moments upon themselves.

I still personally see a change around 2016 where they seemed to really be connected at the hip at all times (remember BST promo?) and then ISAC 2017 etc, and then also seemingly started with the push and pull that I have talked about before. Basically rejecting each other or being less seen together in public etc. while still maintaining a close bond through the things they said, told us and how they acted. This includes being affectionate and hugs of course.

However, you and many others seem to see some real strain between them, even going as far as saying their interactions seem forced. But I personally have a few problems with this theory. I am not saying that Vmin never fight or argue, because I am sure they do and that it can shine through at times. (Just like it did for Jin and Tae during Burn the stage.) I just think that proves they are really close to be honest.

But if we are talking about a change that happened years ago, and still affects them, then that would have to be a pretty big deal. I want to ask, exactly when did this change happen? And in relation to what?

Since you say “last few years” I guess you mean somewhere between 2016-2018 something changed with Vmin’s bond? Probably late 2017 or 18, since we have both ISAC 2017 and Tae’s letter in Bon Voyage from 2017?

But then what about moments like this? Seems pretty natural and reactional to me? If they can still hug naturally, why force ones when they don’t feel like it? Isn’t it much better to simply just do it when they actually feel like it then? In that case I see no reason at all to pretend and do it extra times.

This is why I think it’s more likely that their initial reactions are usually to be close and hug, but sometimes they get stiff because they realize they probably should hold back a bit.

Is it one sided? Since you say you see it as Jimin being the one who doesn’t really want to hug Tae? Also why would hugging be such a huge issue, and only between Vmin?

Also did it only affect certain moments, or are you saying some of it is faked and forced? If you think the hug I gave as an example is a good example of things seeming strained and uses that as proof for Vmin’s bond being broken or at least less close than it used to, then why are there very natural moments between them after that moment? I think it’s more likely that something in the particular moments makes them feel or look awkward at times rather than it being a definite change.

Also, what is the point in forcing themselves to do things that aren’t really necessary? Like the hand holding isn’t something they used to do that often, so did they start with it to deflect from more intimate moments like hugging? Then why if they feel uncomfortable would they keep doing it anyway, especially if they are still close but simply want to avoid hugging? It’s not like they have to hug for us to see they are friends.

Or are they doing it to pretend they are still friends? Keep up appearances? Are you saying they aren’t close at all? Then what about if we compare to Tae/kook who has really toned down since the early years. Why would Vmin have to keep on pretending?

What about the very genuine looking moments we have seen even recently? Are they just temporary?

Or are we to think that Vmin are both (or at least one of them) lying right in our faces?

I don’t know… I have not seen anything change between Vmin in such a major way that it would effect them so much as you seem to say. At least to me personally it doesn’t really make sense that they would feel awkward with intimate moments at some times but not at others if they had a change towards the negative that has lasted over years. Then it would be much more consistent, and at the very least I doubt Big Hit would ask them to do constant fanservice that isn’t needed if they genuinely feel awkward about it. Not to mention the moments that clearly aren’t fanservice.

Oh well, maybe it’s just me. But I think people are just overly paranoid when it comes to the members and their interactions in general. You hear things being said too many times and start believing in them.

Sorry if I sound a bit rude. I do get some moments look a bit awkward, and possibly even could be played up or fanservice. But even then it doesn’t explain all the small things because it’s simply too much to fake. I have considered if there could be something off, but there are just too many natural moments that contradicts it that we have gotten over the last few years or even months.

So again, I suppose it’s possible, but then their actions are very weird and there seems there could be better ways to handle it.

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rennarenofao3 · 5 years

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Psycho-Pass Week 2019

Day 2: Yellow/ Joy

After so many years spent surrounded by nothing but unyielding white, Kagari will always remember how amazed he was at how colorful the world outside was. All of the colors stood out individually in his mind but particularly among them that first warm, cheerful shade of yellow.

This story can also be read on AO3.

The first thing Kagari noticed as he stepped outside after leaving the rehabilitation center was the vibrant tone of the light that illuminated the area. Rather than the harsh whiteness that he was familiar with, a subtle, cheerful yellow hue seemed to glow in the air around him. A wide closed-lipped smile stretched across his face as he held out a hand, turning it back and forth in front of himself as he noted the difference in his skin’s appearance in the new shade of light, leaving it looking warm and alive for once instead of sickly and washed out.

Tilting his head back Kagari shaded his eyes against the brightness, noting that the sun above him too shone with the same yellow hue. After being surrounded by so much unyielding white for year after year, he was pretty sure that the change was one he could quickly grow used to.

“Don’t stare at the sun Enforcer Kagari,… you’ll damage your eyesight.” came a curt voice from behind him.

Turning Kagari blinked away the bright spots that dotted his vision, revealing the form of Inspector Ginoza once they had cleared. He presented the Inspector with an overly broad, toothy smile along with a mock salute. “…Sure thing, Gino-san.”

Ginoza sighed, pushing his glasses further up his nose with one hand as he frowned faintly. “You are to address me as Inspector Ginoza, enforcer.”

Kagari’s smile faded, his lips instead pursing themselves in an unseen pout behind Ginoza’s back, as he followed the Inspector toward the waiting car.

Even Inspector Ginoza’s irritated tone could not dim Kagari’s mood for long however. As they drove through the city it was all Kagari could do to keep from pressing his nose against the window beside where he was seated in the back of the car, as he took in the bright flashing lights of the signs and displays that surrounded them with unbridled excitement.

From all angles a variety of colors ranging from pinks and reds, to blues and purples blinked and flickered at him, interspersed with vibrant yellow flashes which caught and held Kagari’s attention until they moved out of sight as the car traveled onward. As they passed by a sign that Kagari dimly remembered from his childhood, he leaned his forehead against the window for a better look, after a moment determining it to be for a restaurant.

Kagari looked away from the window just in time to catch sight of Ginoza’s eyes watching him in the rearview mirror before they turned away, some emotion that Kagari couldn’t quite place but still found rankled him, flickering in their depths for an instant. Kagari turned away from the inspector, his lip curling.

A slight huff preceded Ginoza’s next words, which were spoken a moment later. “Have you eaten?”

Eyes widening with surprise Kagari’s gaze jerked back to Ginoza, words failing him at the moment. It was well past lunchtime, and as the rehabilitation facility had been informed that Kagari would be picked up by an inspector by that time, the bland lunch Kagari would normally have been given had been deemed unnecessary, with the assumption that he would have been transferred to MWPSB headquarters by then. He could only shake his head in a negative response still shocked over the unexpected question.

Kagari’s surprise only deepened as Ginoza replied with a quiet grunt, shifting the car to manual control before diverting their course away from headquarters and onto the nearest off ramp.

As the car came to a stop in the parking lot of the restaurant and Kagari was ordered out, he looked around curiously at his surroundings taking in the sights and sounds more intently during the few more moments he was being granted to remain outside of confinement. Following Ginoza inside the building Kagari stared in wonder at the colorful menu of meal options that appeared and vanished before him, already beginning to salivate. Everything he saw looked so good in comparison to the tasteless, colorless meals he had known for the majority of his life. Feeling like it might be impossible to choose just one Kagari jabbered enthusiastically about each new item to Ginoza as it appeared.

“…Just choose one Enforcer Kagari…” ordered Ginoza, his growing impatience becoming more and more obvious the longer Kagari’s comments went on.

“Aww Gino-san,… how can I pick just one?!” retorted Kagari, his eyes still fixed on the brilliantly colored menu. “I mean just look at that one, it looks like it’d be great. …And that other one has some sort of toy with it. It looks like it’d be kind of a small portion though. How am I supposed to decide?”

Ignoring being addressed incorrectly once more for the moment, Ginoza looked at Kagari with an incredulous expression. “…Are you a child Enforcer Kagari?”

Heat sprang to Kagari’s cheeks instantly at the tone in Ginoza’s voice, hoping that his embarrassment was not actually visible on his face. “…No…” he muttered, cramming his hands in his pockets as he turned his head to glare at nothing.

After Kagari had placed his order, Ginoza directed him to sit at a table that was within his sight, and well away from any of the restaurants other patrons, warning Kagari that he was watching him and any inappropriate behavior would not be overlooked. Falling into a seat at the table with a huff Kagari folded his arms across his chest, turning his head slightly to watch out of the corner of his eye as Ginoza spoke with the person taking people’s orders for a few moments longer before heading toward where Kagari was seated.

A short time later when a serving drone arrived with their meals Kagari was stunned to see that on the tray with the larger meal he had ordered, sat a small yellow egg shaped toy identical to the ones in the set that had been pictured with the children’s meal. Kagari’s smile lit up his face as he snatched his toy from the tray, his mouth already open to speak as he turned toward Ginoza, who glared at him fiercely for a moment before looking away.

“Finish your meal quickly Enforcer. We’ve wasted enough time here already.” said Ginoza sharply, using his fork to stab at his own meal with unnecessary force as he spoke.

Kagari’s smile twisted toward wryness as he remained silent, tucking the brightly colored toy away in his coat pocket and patting it once to make sure it was secure, before he turned his attention toward his food. During the ride back Kagari took the toy back out of his pocket once more, happily playing with it and the miniature figurine inside, as he continued watching the colorful lights of the city flash past the car’s window.

This might not turn out to be so bad after all… thought Kagari as he looked down at the lemony shell in his hand. In spite of ‘Inspector Ginoza’s’ fairly prickly personality,… at the very least things could be worse.

Eventually he managed to collect the rest of the set of toys and all of them, that first cheerfully yellow one included, found a place of dubious honor tucked under the edge of one of his workstation’s computer screens.

~~~~~~

During the weeks he spent recovering from his injuries after the sparring match he had proposed with Kogami, Kagari occupied his time settling on the décor and furnishings for the quarters he would be occupying as an enforcer. After all he had little else to do while stuck in the office all day, being currently barred from working in the field. And besides, that last thing he wanted was to end up stuck living in a boring, colorless space like he had been during his years in the rehabilitation center.

As a result the selections for the furniture he was scrolling through were all either brightly colored, or boldly patterned, with his favorites so far being a pink and blue striped couch with a set of chairs each matching one of the stripe colors. Or the second option he was considering, which Kagari decided he would ask Yayoi’s opinion on.

“What do you think about this, Kuni-chi?” asked Kagari as he swiveled slightly toward where Yayoi sat turning the tablet he was holding so that the female enforcer could see the selection of potential furniture that was displayed on it.

“…Really?” asked Yayoi as she looked up from the music book she was idly flipping through, her nose wrinkling almost imperceptibly at the nearly incandescent yellow shade of the couch and chairs that were displayed on Kagari’s tablet.

Ignoring Yayoi’s reaction, Kagari’s grin only broadened as he punched in the confirmation of his selection. “They’re perfect!” he stated, nodding to himself as he set about picking more things to fill out the rest of the décor for his quarters.

Yayoi continued eyeing Kagari for a few moments longer before going back to her own reading.

~~~~~~

After the décor and furnishings for Kagari’s had been settled on and put into place, he was finally beginning to feel as if he were beginning to become adjusted to this new life outside of the rehabilitation facility. The other enforcers in Division One had decided to throw a ‘quarters-warming’ party to welcome Kagari to the group, now that he was fully healed and allowed to start working in the field with the rest of them. Old man Masaoka had insisted on cooking for the event, and Kogami had somehow persuaded Ginoza to let him off shift a half hour or so early, so that he could assist Masaoka and Kagari in getting the food for the party ready.

Kogami had been assigned to cut the vegetables that were needed, while Masaoka handled the majority of the cooking and seasoning of the meals himself. In spite of Kagari’s supposed role of helping as well, he had been told to do little beyond occasionally stirring the contents of a pot or pan while Masaoka was busy with something else, and had spent the majority of his time sitting on the other side of the bar watching the other two work and admiring the vivid colors of the food that was being prepared. He especially was enjoying watching the bubbling golden surface of the oil that bubbled in a pan that had something frying in it, and the vivid yellow of the pepper Kogami was currently slicing up.

“Do the different colored ones taste different from each other?” asked Kagari finally, leaning forward a bit over the countertop as he paused in swinging his legs.

A half smile twitched one side of Masaoka’s mouth upward as he chuckled motioning toward Kogami with the handle of the spoon he was holding. “Why don’t you try them and find out for yourself? …Hey Ko, give him a bit of each of them.” Instructed Masaoka, snatching up a small dish from beside the stovetop, placing it a bit closer to where the other enforcer was working.

Kogami’s gaze lifted from the cutting board in front of him for a moment, his eyes flicking toward Masaoka before he picked up the dish, putting a small slice of the yellow pepper on it before moving to flick a slice of the green and red peppers that he had already cut onto the dish as well. Stepping back toward where Kagari was he placed the dish in front of him, his expression unchanging though Kagari noticed that even as Kogami resumed his work he was still watching, waiting to see Kagari’s response.

Ignoring the continued sensation of both Kogami and Masaoka’s eyes on him Kagari caught up the bit of green pepper and took a bite, his nose wrinkling a bit at the unfamiliar flavor before moving on to sample the others. As he bit into the yellow pepper slice Kagari’s eyes widened.

“…Woah, this one tasted kind of sweet!” exclaimed Kagari looking back up at Masaoka in surprise.

A broad smile split Masaoka’s face as he nodded, motioning toward the remaining bit of red pepper that was still on the dish. “And that one is even sweeter.”

“Weird…” murmured Kagari his enthusiastic smile drawing an amused sounding huff from Kogami as he turned back to dicing the last of the vegetables.

By the time that Masaoka had finished cooking the others began to arrive, the room quickly filling with unrestrained laughter and chatter as they settled in. To Kagari’s surprise even Inspector Ginoza came, staying for the first part of the party and bringing with him a small, unusual looking figurine as a housewarming gift.

As the evening wore on and the food and celebratory drinks were consumed freely by nearly everyone, Kagari found himself to be pleasantly tipsy. He assumed that the others were as well, given that Kogami had taken to entertaining the group with card tricks accompanied by terrible jokes and puns that had Kagari doubled over laughing so hard that tears had come to his eyes. And Masaoka had taken to chuckling in quiet amusement at Kagari’s retorts, even going so far to ruffle his hair once or twice, while Yayoi simply smiled slightly, trading out her usual kicks to Kagari’s shins for elbowing his side instead.

Where the food was concerned, Kagari thought that old man Masaoka’s cooking was probably the best thing he had ever eaten and had already decided that he wanted to become just as good a cook someday.

Later on, after the party had come to a close and the others had wandered off to their own quarters with lazy calls of good night, Kagari let out a satisfied sigh, spreading his arms as he let himself fall backwards onto the yellow leather of his couch.

Cleaning up could wait till later… he decided, shifting so that he could stretch himself out fully on the couch. Wrapping his arms around himself as he tipped his head back against the arm of the couch, Kagari was unable to stop the large, genuine grin that spread across his face when he thought back over the evening. He felt as if small sparks of excitement and happiness were dancing under his skin, while at the same time feeling as if he were wrapped up in a warm, fuzzy blanket of contentment.

He wondered if this was what other people meant, when they talked about feeling joy.

#psycho-pass week #psycho pass #kagari shuusei #psychopassweek #psychopass2019

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mbtizone · 7 years

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Kitty Forman (That '70s Show): ESFJ

Dominant Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: Kitty is very emotionally expressive. It’s very easy for her to talk about her feelings, and she wants other people to discuss theirs as well. When there’s a conflict in her household, Kitty wants to talk it out. Sometimes, Kitty feels unappreciated and taken for granted by her husband and children. She loves validation, attention, and compliments. Kitty wants to be needed and useful to others. Because she’s so compassionate and kind, Kitty is a natural at taking care of people (especially since she’s a nurse) and has very keen maternal instincts, accepting all of Eric’s friends into her home and often acting as a surrogate mother to them. She doesn’t want Eric growing up and leaving home because she enjoys her role as a mother and a nurturer. It’s almost as though she doesn’t know who she is without anyone to look after. When Kitty begins menopause, she’s very upset at the thought of not being able to have another baby, but when Red reminds her that someday she’ll have grandchildren, she gets very happy and excited. When Eric wants to move after graduation, she’s angry and upset. When someone says Kitty is pretty, she becomes overjoyed, giggling and smiling. Kitty likes for things to be civil and harmonious. Whenever there’s tension between Eric and Red, she tries to smooth it over. “What your father means is…” Kitty is warm, affirming, and encouraging, and can become sensitive when others don’t reciprocate. She’s always there for people who are in need. Kitty cares what other people think of her, as well as her family and wants to project a good image to the outside world. She wants to be socially appropriate and she likes for other people to think that she has the “perfect” family.

Auxiliary Introverted Sensing [Si]: Tradition is very important to Kitty. She enjoys holidays and making a big deal out of birthdays. Kitty isn’t particularly adventurous and doesn’t mind her daily routine for the most part. Kitty often returns to her familiar comforts, such as drinking or smoking. She likes to do things the right way. Kitty has an eye for detail and likes everything just so. She goes to church every Sunday because that’s the right thing to do, and gets very upset when her family doesn’t want to continue going, believing that they won’t get into Heaven. She’s also uncomfortable going alone, because she’s afraid of what other people might think or say (Fe-Si).

Tertiary Extroverted Intuition [Ne]: Every once and a while, Kitty wants to do something spontaneous, and gets upset when Red gives her a hard time about it. Let’s go dancing! Let’s go out to dinner somewhere nice! However, because Red has higher Si than she does, and therefore, lower Ne, he has no desire to deviate from his usual routine. He’s very happy to go to work, come home, and spend the entire day in the house. Sometimes, Kitty is good at making connections and seeing what’s really going on. On occasion, Kitty’s imagination can be a bit overactive, imagining vivid fantasies or possibilities that would never really happen, like when she visualized her ideal family life, filled with singing, dancing, and happiness, just like the Brady’s (Fe-Ne). However, because she has lower Ne, these possibilities can easily turn negative, and she uses them to think of all the worst-case scenarios, such as when Eric and his friends are celebrating his birthday in the house while Kitty and Red are next door at Bob and Midge’s, and she imagines Eric strapped to a chair while his friends engage in morally questionable behavior.

Inferior Introverted Thinking [Ti]: It’s not easy for Kitty to put her feelings aside and think rationally. She can be overly sensitive at times, and instead of taking the time to analyze situations, she typically just reacts emotionally instead. Kitty will place importance on facts that she agrees with, and dismiss what she disagrees with. After Red’s heart attack, the doctor gives them a list of things that need to be cut out of his diet, and, in order to be supportive, she tells him that she’ll do it with him to be healthier. She accepts every point on the list, until she gets to the part about giving up alcohol, and immediately calls the doctor “a quack.”

Enneagram: 2w3 So/Sp

Quotes:

Kitty: Okay Red, I’m sure you’ll do fine. Just remember, Santa is a cheerful, jolly fellow, who never calls a child “dumbass”.

Little Girl #2: I want a flying car. Red: I did too when I was your age, kid. But then the future came… and took my dreams away. Just like it’s gonna take yours. [the girl gapes] Kitty: Okay, okay little girl, y’know what? I bet if you’re extra good, you’ll get your flying car one day. [Kitty and the girl walk away] Red: [calling after them] Don’t listen to her, it’s a lie. [Kitty turns to Red, glaring at him] Kitty: [chiding] Bad Santa!

[Red has just finished telling the boy his version of Vietnam War] Red: …and that’s what really happened in Vietnam. Young Boy #2: [confused] I don’t understand. Red: [glumly] Neither do I, kid. Neither do I. Kitty: Okay, little boy, time to say goodbye to Santa. [Kitty leads the boy away. The boy turns to her] Young Boy #2: What’s an “ambush”? Kitty: [smiles] It’s a pretty bush with yellow flowers. [Red gets up and approaches Kitty] Red: Kitty, I gotta tell ya, I’m good with kids. I really taught him something. Y’know, I think I’m beginning to feel the Christmas spirit. Kitty: Well, I’m glad Red, but let’s try telling a Christmas story where nobody gets caught in a fire fight.

Donna Pinciotti: This entire room is an example of bad taste. [Kitty and Red walk into the living room] Kitty: Excuse me? Donna Pinciotti: Mrs Forman- Kitty: I have spent years picking out every item of this room, surrounding myself with the things I love and the people I thought loved me.

Kitty: Oh he gave you shoes. What do you say Red? Red: [To Bob] What the hell’s wrong with you? Kitty: Or we say thank you very much.

Red: Shoes are an innaprorpiate gift to give to another man. Kitty: How about when you joined the service? Another man issued your boots. Red: So he gave me a gun so I let it go. Kitty: Why can’t you just accept the gift because Bob is your friend? Red: Kitty you don’t understand how men work out. We dont give each other presents. We just basiclly ignore each other until we score a touchdown.

Kitty: You have been such a big help, working yourself nearly to death. I made you your special sandwich. Eric: Awww. The ‘Eric McSweety’.

Donna Pinciotti: You’re babying him. Kitty: I’m not. Donna Pinciotti: Are there crusts on that sandwich? Kitty: Of course not! Crusts are icky, they make Eric sicky. Oh, my God, I am babying him!

Red: [not looking up from paper] You don’t have a date, do ya? Eric: [Walking over, Donna mirroring his direction] Okay. You know what? It’s not about “can I get a date?” It’s about this great book that I’m like, halfway through. Plus, you know, I could get a date. [Red laughs once] Eric: I got numbers, Buddy. Kitty: Sure you do, Honey. You’re number 1 with me!

Kitty: [Kitty is recording an audio tape for Eric in Africa] Eric! Steven just punched Michael! [regains composure] Kitty: And although I am upset with Steven for hitting Michael, it was very exciting!

Reginald ‘Red’ Forman: So you’re too proud to take her back? And what do you have to be so proud of? You’re not an athlete. The only smart thing about you is your mouth. And look at you. Kitty: Red… Red, he looks fine. He’s just so darn stupid! I’m… I’m very upset. Eric: Well, stop, okay? Because, I already feel bad enough as it is. Kitty: Well, you should. Eric: Well, I do!

Kitty: [talking to a fish in a distorted voice] Um… people really depended on me, which I kind of miss, although I don’t really miss the bedpans.

Red: [to Hyde after yelling at him for taking the blame for Jackie having dope] If you ever do anything like that again I’ll kick your ass until your nose starts to bleed. Kitty: And we love you.

Kelso: Ya know guys, there are a lot of ladies out there and I haven’t seen nearly enough of them naked. From now on, I’m gonna live free. I’m going to be boldly going where no man has gone before. [the next scene shows the Forman’s front door. The doorbell rings and Kitty answers the door. Kelso is standing there holding flowers] Kelso: Is Laurie here? Kitty: [laughs] Don’t you mean Eric? Kelso: No, Laurie. Your other kid. [Hyde walks by and stops when he sees Kelso] Hyde: You’re dating Laurie? Man, you’re going where every man has gone before. Kitty: [turns around] Steven it is not nice to be so… truthful. [Laurie comes down the stairs] Laurie: Hi, Kelso. [notices the flowers] Laurie: Did you buy those for me? Kelso: Yep, just like you told me. Laurie: No, I told you roses! Come on, doofus! [she walks out the door with Kelso] Hyde: You know Mrs. Forman, those two could have the dumbest babies ever. Kitty: [starts to laugh then abruptly stops and turns toward Hyde] That’s not funny.

Kitty: Sweetie, white lies help relationships. Like, ‘Kitty, even though your pot roast was overdone, I still loved it.’ Red: Oh for the love of God, I did love it. You’re a pot roast genius, okay? It was like eating gold. Hyde: So you’re saying lying is good? Kitty: Exactly. Now go do the right thing, and lie to the woman you love.

Eric: Then they go into this bar and there are all these space creatures. Then someone makes the mistake of picking on Obi-Wan Kenobi. And then he takes out his lightsaber and he goes “whoosh” and he chops this guy’s arm right off… ’cause it’s a saber that’s made out of light! Kitty: You know, this doesn’t sound like a nice movie. Now, The Way We Were, that’s a nice movie.

Kitty: We are very disappointed in you, Eric. Even though going to California to rescue Donna is one of the most romantic things I have ever heard of.

Eric: Oh, hey, here comes a dumb question. Uh, I wasn’t a mistake, was I? Kitty: Oh, for… for… Okay! Who wants some cocoa?

Kitty Forman (That ’70s Show): ESFJ was originally published on MBTI Zone

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✿ Does anyone in real life know about your RPing hobby and what, if anything, have they said about it?

My parents know, because for as long as I’ve been on the internet, they’ve known that I like to write and write with friends overseas. My dad still calls it fanfiction somtimes to other people, like he’s proud of me or something, and that’s enough to make me want to never talk to him again out of embarrassment, ha, but I deal with it. Because I truly do love writing more than anything. Other than that, my boyfriend knows, but he doesn’t care about it / ask questions and I don’t really like to tell him about it either. I’m not as embarrassed about RP as I used to be, but I still feel like it’s just something for me that other people wouldn’t really understand the mechanics of. The only times my boyfriend and I do acknowledge it is when I start talking about an RP friend he hasn’t heard about before like a real life friend, so he’s like who dat and im like oh, new rp friend from > insert country

That being said, he actually did surprise me the other week and I have been holding onto it for fear life. We were complaining about a friend who literally just sleeps and watches Netflix all day when she’s not working, and he’s like “I don’t get how you can do that” and im like “Well I have friends online who claim to do that a lot. Me, personally, I’d get too bored.” and hes like “I just don’t get how people can do nothing all the time? Like at least with you and your online stuff, that’s still doing something. I just feel like that’s actually a hobby.” and I kind of didn’t hear whatever else it is he said because he actually ??? referred to my RP addiction as something valid and worthy??? and all this time i’ve assumed he didn’t get it and thought it was dumb??? IDK, it made me feel good.

✿ Have you considered writing professionally or do you have plans to?

Always. But I never will, I don’t think.

✿ How do you handle the toxicity sometimes found in the roleplaying community, particularly in fandoms?How has roleplaying, specifically, impacted your life?

I use tumblr savior to blacklist a lot, because it really gets too much for me to be exposed to it a lot, and it makes me feel shitty and not want to rp with certain people because of how they behave, or makes me feel guilty for how I behave… I usually drift away from things that give me major negative vibes, otherwise I become in great, exponential danger of saying something i’ll regret. I’ve hated Tumblr RP a lot in this last year. It’s nowhere near as relaxed as it used to be, and I know there’s a lot of political debate on the topic of equality but I am not comfortable in a space where I have to edit everything I do and say or just not do or say it at all. When it gets like that level, a good dose of the unfollow button and keeping my mouth shut is what I find the most helpful.

✿ How has writing improved your life and do you see yourself sticking with it?

When I graduated high school, I went to college for art and animation, and it basically ruined my creative life. Before RP, I used to be an avid drawer, I sketched every day, I improved my skills and motivation so much, everyone knew me as the girl who drew in class instead of did her work, the girl who was going to grow up and be a famous artist, and when I went to college, it killed that for me. My ego took a big blow because the tech side of the course absolutely annihilated me, i couldn’t do it. so after that (and that was 2 years ago now) i haven’t really drawn since. but the silver lining was that I took on RP more dedicatedly after that, and found that I truly adored writing. Try as I might, I’ve never really comitted to a personal writing project, and it’s only in the recent times that I’ve taken the pressure off for me to do it, but. RP makes me happy, it makes me feel like I’m doing something good when I reply to people or make new friendships, it makes me feel like I’m wanted and needed, that my characters and plots are valid and that other people would care if I’m here or not. It was a big boost for my self confidence, and it’s also made me so much more privy to the creative world, which i needed after that. so yeah, i see myself sticking with writing.

✿ Is there a quote from a piece of literature that holds great value to you? What is it and why is it important to you?

She stood in front of her closet mirror in her T-shirt and twisted this way and that. What’s wrong with me? She wondered. There was nothing the matter that she could see. She was tall and leggy, like her mother, with full breasts, small waist, and slim hips that curved enough to show she was female. Her skin was gently golden; it was always golden, sun or not, and her tawny hair was thick and long and wild. So why was it that groups of girls stopped talking when she approached them at school and answered her openings with tense words that killed the conversations she tried to start? Was she too good-looking? Was that possible? Was that the threat they saw?

Legitimately, this was the first and pretty much only female protagonist I had ever read about who fully and whole-heartedly loved herself where it mattered. Sure, she still had her shortcomings and moments of weakness, but god damn, Vivian was so proud of herself and what she stood for, and that was so refreshing to see during that period of young adult fiction. It’s why she became my first favourite character from a book. And has pretty much inspired me to write feirce, aggressive, self-assured female characters ever since. I was just so inspired by her way of thinking as a young girl, it appealed to me so much and so that moment in the book plus a whole lot of others, really stuck with me.

✿ What do you typically look for in a roleplay partner?

Cliche, but chemistry. And not always in the writing kind but a lot in the OOC kind. I like people who I can talk to super easily, who write in the same tumblr language I do, who reference memes and are not afraid to hit me up with IMs and head canons, etc. I just love it because it makes me feel comfortable with a person, and like I’m not being a bother. The better I get to know a player, the better I get to know their character away from IC interactions. Likewise, I adore it when players get to know me so well that they read the patterns in my characters easily, and I don’t feel like I have to explain them all the time? It’s like they just know, and they know what path I want to put them on. I also look for honesty, people who are down to tell me what they’re feeling about a situation or whether something bothers them, or is able to voice if I’m doing something wrong. Most importantly though, I look for decisive people. Not overly decisive but it’s just so important for me to have someone who is like “yes that sounds good, i can start a thing for you if you want” or “i dont think that really fits, how about this plot idea instead?” I really cannot stand sending IMs to people about plots and characters and them just agreeing off the bat the whole time, but never really deciding on anything either, and so it makes me feel like i’m just paddling in a circle until i make all the decisions for us. To me, that’s not what RP is about. It involves teamwork, and effort, and to me, that’s not putting in effort. It gets me really frustrated.

✿ What made you want to join the roleplaying community?

I kept seeing bios in celebrity tags, and so when i sussed out what group rp was on tumblr, i was like holy shit there is a name for the thing i have been doing with friends over email for so many years???? and you can use PICTURES? i gotta get on this.

so somehow, i found a group rp that allowed mythical creatures, i wanted to be a peter pan mermaid, and the rest is history~~

✿ What one piece of literature has been most inspirational/life changing for you? Why?

(( Blood & Chocolate, by Anette Curtis Klause — because of the main character, as per mentioned. She’s inspired me to write full-on, aggressive, assertive, don’t-tell-me-what-i-can-and-cant-do female characters without apology. ))

The Truth About Forever by Sarah Dessen — it’s hard to explain exactly why, and it doesnt even just involve ONE of her books either, but they’ve kind of shaped my whole general character story directions?? her books always follow a pattern and i really admire that pattern, even if it is repetitive, and i am secretly a hopeless romantic so i really like how her love stories evolve. it’s always slow burning, the boy is usually a direct surprising love interest, and the girl always gains new friends and family out of it, and the stories always involve a nice little reoccurring theme. In the Truth About Forever, it’s a game that she and a boy plays throughout the entire book, which eventually leads to a shift from friendship to something more. THAT PLOT HAS APPEALED TO ME EVERY SINCE. the example of a teeny, tiny, otherwise-completely-average moment greatly impacting the rest of a characters life with someone else… i am weAK for this concept ok. her females are always usally feircely independent too and that gets me ♥

✿ Who are your top three favorite fictional characters and why?

Vivian Gandillon (Blood & Chocolate) — i swear i could go on repeat forever haha, but i’ve basically already mentioned why.

Jace Herondale (Shadowhunter Series) — back when the first like, two books had only been published, i super fell hard for this series and it was straight up because of the commentary done by Jace and his ability to senselessly bicker with everybody in his path. his comments to me, were always absolutely hysterical. i was so in love with his wry and witty comments, especially the way he kept at ease and casual through super distressing situations, and i really wish id kept reading the rest of the series as it was published, but i seriously fell behind. then the movie came out. then the netflix series. now i’ve grown too far out of it and having to see the cast on my dash every second of every day makes me want to burn the books.

Shane Collins (Morganville Vampire Series) — this is an oooold old series that i used to read religiously, and it was more in the style of anita blake and buffy vampires~ rather than twilight and true blood -esque content. it got really weird and complicated though so i gave up on it, but for a time, i adored it. and i loved shane because he was hilariously human, he hated everybody except his housemates (though sometimes that could be questioned) and nobody held a grudge better than him. he had a knack for getting in trouble, usually on his own accord, was feircely protective and spent most of his time just being a genuine nuisance and temper tantrum thrower. i saw a lot of me in him, and idk. i just like people with tempers, i think it makes them super fun to read.

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