I'm gonna do it. I'm literally gonna pit bad bitches against each other.
Most Girlboss™ moments:
Matilda: Fought her cousin Stephen for the throne for fifteen years; escaped imprisonment by dressing in white to blend in with the snow, later imprisoning Stephen himself
Eleanor: Left her husband, the king of France, for being too weak [citation needed] to marry the future King of England, a man eleven years her junior, later rebels against him for being too weak [citation needed]
Isabella: Forcing her husband, Edward II, to abdicate for putting his boyfriends in positions of power, so that she could put HER boyfriend in a position of power
Margaret: Defended her husband's throne personally when he was too mentally ill to do it himself, commanding armies in the Wars of the Roses
Katherine: Acted as Regent for Henry VIII, overseeing a war with Scotland that ended with the death of their king; refused to relinquish her title of queen until her death
Anne: Refused to become the mistress of Henry VIII, holding out to be his queen instead, precipitating and influencing the Protestant Reformation
Mary: Won a rebellion after being excluded from the line of succession, becoming the first English queen regnant to successfully hold the throne
Elizabeth: Survived bastardry and imprisonment to ascend the throne; refused to marry, maintaining absolute agency amd control over a bountiful forty+ year reign
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— 𝐌𝐑. 𝐅𝐀𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐓 : bokuto koutaro.
the view provided by your hotel room is quite possibly the most gorgeous thing you've ever seen — the midnight sky is full of stars, lighting up the snowy mountains climbing the landscape in silver and blue, and the slope below your villa is lined with cabins of mahogany and pine, lit with candles that make the frozen lake at the bottom glitter magically in the faint, golden glow.
you stand there and stare in admiration, behind the wall of glass that stretches from floor to ceiling, clad in a plush bathrobe as you dry your hair — and you're so mesmerized that you don't notice your lover's reflection appear in the polished panes, as he approaches you silently.
then, all of a sudden, you're encircled by big, muscled arms and yanked into a strong, solid chest — and bokuto's husky voice whispers in your ear. "boo."
there's a smile in his tone, and you'd already known it was him the moment he touched you, but you still flinch, because fuck — "god, koutaro, why're you so fucking cold?"
you turn around, trying to push him away and escape his shirtless body, but he gives you a pout and pulls you back in. "hmph, missed you too, baby. and what's that supposed to mean, huh?"
"it means you're cold. aren't you freezing?" you demand, a shiver coursing up your limbs at his touch, feeling like you'd been out in the cold night despite the hot shower you'd just gotten out of and the heater whirring dutifully against the wall across the room. "where have you been, anyway? did you go out into the snow at this hour?"
"no," bokuto mumbles, pressing his lips to your neck in an icy kiss. "i told you — i went to check out the ice baths."
"you took an ice bath?" you ask, remembering that the resort does offer ice bathing and massage services. "isn't that supposed to come with a sauna?"
"it did. felt damn good, too. hinata was right when he listed down all those health benefits." he hums, snuggling his face in your neck, indulging in your warmth. "but anyways, baby — what do you mean? 'm not cold, i'm hot."
"very funny, kou." you roll your eyes, tugging at his arms, trying to free yourself — but he just tightens his hold on you further.
"you always tell me i'm so hot, baby." he complains, giving you another kiss and laughing when you let out a whine. "what changed your mind, hm? thought i was your mega hot, super sexy, eternally beloved kou."
"when did i ever say any of that?" you snort, and bokuto just kisses your cheek, internally cooing at how cute you are, half-heartedly struggling to escape his embrace. "kou," you beg. "i just took a warm bath and i'm getting all cold."
"mhm, and you gotta warm me up now, angel." he gives you another kiss, and another, and you shiver pleasantly at the flutter of his lips over your skin. "we can just take another bath after this, if you get cold."
with a fauxly heavy sigh, you give him a fine, fine and slump into his hug, feeling his sculpted body ripple as he bursts out laughing, telling you how adorable you are as he takes you by the hips and turns you around so he can lean down and lock lips with you in a good, proper kiss. "how do you like it here so far, mm?"
his question registers in your mind only a few seconds later, thrown off by the intensity of his kisses, but you clear your throat, hands circling around his beefy arms as you get on your tip toes, to press a kiss to his nose. "it's so beautiful here."
"and relaxing?" he urges, bumping his nose with yours, gold eyes bright as they search yours. "because that's mostly the point. we're here to have a good time."
"of course it's relaxing." you assure, smiling up at him, as he blinks at you questioningly. "it's perfect, koutaro. i love it, and i'm really happy."
"heh, good to know. because i love it, too." he grins, hugging you to his chest, and you stand there together for a second — you think about your house back in osaka, where bokuto moved you in with him once he joined the MSBY Black Jackals. it's a comfortable place, full of pieces of yourselves and smelling like home, sweet home. so different from the swedish mountains you're currently surrounded by, and the rosen scent of the hotel air freshener. but right now, you don't miss home at all.
the bliss and peace of taking a vacation with your beloved is only just setting in, and you almost want to stay here with him, forever.
"except for one thing." bokuto breaks your train of thought, and you feel him pout again, against your hair.
"and what's that?" you step back, placing your hands on his broad chest and looking into his eyes once more.
he pouts harder, but there's a glimmer in his eyes, still. "you don't think i'm hot anymore."
"i do!" you groan, pulling one hand into a fist and lightly smacking his chest. "you know i do, kou. i meant your body was so cold from the ice bath and the walk here in the minus degrees outside."
"really?" he grumbles, that devillish smile still on his face even though he tries to suppress it, lifting his rosy cheeks as he looks away to one side. "how 'm i supposed to know you're telling me the truth, hm?"
you stare at him, trying not to laugh, and bokuto cocks an eyebrow at you, indignant. letting go of you, he crosses his arms over his chest, looking so fucking good, so tall and powerful as he stands in front of you. "hm?" he repeats.
"what do i do to prove it to you, then." you walk over to drape your hair towel over the back of the chair set by the dresser.
"simple," a grin stretches his mouth again, showing off a sparkling set of teeth. "tell me i'm hot."
your eye twitches, as you stare at your lover — but he just winks, not about to let you frown your way out of it. running a hand through the spiky locks of his grey and black hair, he makes his way back over to you, following you to the dresser and wrapping his arms around you again.
pressing his lips sweetly to your temple, he says again, "c'mon, angel. tell me."
"fine." you mutter, tilting your face up to give him more access, to pepper your cheeks with small kisses. "you're hot, koutaro. so hot."
"so hot, yeah?" he laughs. "i'm Mr. Fahrenheit, from that one song."
"mhm." you hum, closing your eyes as he meets your parted lips again. "burning through the sky, two hundred degrees. all that stuff."
he cackles in satisfaction, lifting you up into his arms and carrying you to bed — his body doesn't feel nearly as cold anymore, as he sets you gently on the edge of the fluffy, hotel brand sheets and gets down on his knees at your feet. "and hey, you're my supersonic angel, aren't you?"
"i am." you smile back at him, the lift of your mouth as wide and bright as his own. "love you, kou."
"love you too, baby." he returns, leaning in to kiss you yet again.
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This exclusive radio accompanies Victor’s mind quest Not the Slightest Gap (至无隙无间).
⌚ This post contains detailed spoilers for content yet to be released in the global server! ⌚
•─────⋅◍♡◍⋅─────•
Victor: Come in.
Goldman: CEO, the Digital Twin technology project we participated in is already moving forward according to the plan.
Victor: Mm, is the meeting in question scheduled for tomorrow?
Goldman: Yes, it’s tentatively scheduled for tomorrow at 3 pm. Do you see any need for adjustment?
Victor: Mm... bring it forward to the morning.
Goldman: Okay.
Victor: By the way, there’s one more thing that I need your help with.
Victor: Help me find a Latin dance studio that offers professional Paso Doble dance courses.
Goldman: Are there any specific requirements?
Victor: One-on-one class. The class time needs to be flexible so that it can be adjusted according to my schedule.
Victor: Aside from being professional, the instructor must be patient.
Goldman: I’ve made a mental note.
Victor: Sign up for two people.
Goldman: For two people… are you going with MC?
Victor: Mm.
Victor: …the setting needs to be better. I guess she will want to take pictures when we check-in.
Goldman: Okay. Do you need help with the outfits for the two of you for your dance classes?
Victor: No need. I’ll take her myself tomorrow.
Victor: That’s all. If you find something suitable, feel free to send me any time.
Goldman: Roger. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave now.
Goldman: [after walking a few steps] CEO, can I ask you a personal question?
Victor: Go on.
Goldman: How do you still manage to have the energy to exercise after getting off work? When I go home every day, all I want to do is lie down.
Victor: Each individual obtains their energy in different ways.
Victor: For me, proper exercise works as a stress reliever.
Goldman: Eh? But don’t you go for an early morning jog every day?
Victor: …dancing is not the same as a morning jog.
Goldman: It’s not the same?
Goldman: Uh, I mean, it sounds like they are both aerobics…
Victor: Do you want me to make a report for you on that?
Goldman: No need, no need. I’ve been blabbing. I’m just curious.
Goldman: And one last thing. Since you two are learning ballroom dancing, then for the company’s annual meeting program…
Victor: How come I don’t know that you’re doing all the administrative work now?
Goldman: A-ah, I’m just asking since I’m here…
Victor: Get off work if there isn’t anything to do. Or don’t you want to go home and lie down tonight?
Victor: There will never be a shortage of things to do in the company.
Goldman: …got it. I’ll go and do what you asked me to do.
Victor: Wait, there’s one more thing.
Victor: About the dance studio, try to choose a place as close as possible to MC’s company.
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hi hi, this is your captain speaking
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