Played the newest update yesterday and I am ABSOLUTELYYYY not okay.... so I took the time to make a little commemoration through a quick rendered piece of FOFHau!White Lily...
I'm genuinely so sad, but writing-wise, I can see why they went this route however I do wish there may have been other ways the story could've gone but,, alas,,,, devsis chose this path for her ig,,,, but one thing's for sure is that at least White Lily (canon Lily) got her true freedom, and the total defeat of Dark Enchantress.....
EDIT!!!:
Please see my reblog, I changed my opinion on this part!
I feel so bad for Pure Vanilla and everyone else omg, UWAAAA GOD I'VE NEVER HAD A CHARACTER DEATH AFFECT ME THIS BADLY BEFORE OMG>!>!>!??!?! and ive got essays to work on too FUCK U DEVSIS GODDAMMIT-- /lh /silly
THE PURELILY SCENE IM SO DISTRAUGHT IM SO SICK ARGHHHH Pure Vanilla,,,,,,, 😔😔😔😔😔
It's not just White Lily im sad about too man i wish Silent Salt and the other beasts still lived longer but hmm lets see what devsis got in store i heard rumors
you’re only a few feet away from tomura as you stand in front of a judge and a jury. passionately defending his innocence, you present a sly commentary on society and press that your client be seen for the truth that heroes have twisted against him. in your closing statement, you plead that tomura be given the chance to re-enter society and to expect nothing but a changed man. if the jury decides otherwise, this will be nothing but the result of the heroes ostracizing yet another mentally ill civilian.
recess is granted for 15 minutes.
throughout the the trial, tomura knows that he will be walking away a free man. gazette. he paid good money for you and good fortune is what he will receive. he demands nothing less. after all, you are his lifetime lawyer.
he’s seen you win case after case, manipulate jury after jury, and walk out with millions upon millions. he’s also witnessed you beneath him in positions that could ruin your career.
whenever you take the the floor and perform in action, his sharp eyes would follow your every move. with such confidence, you'd think a lawyer would stand on business 24/7. on the contrary, tomura thinks about the times you'd squirm and submit to his touch. he wonders what your potential clients might think about your cries and whimpers, begging him to let you cum.
in his case, it hurts that he can't lay all ten fingers on you. the most he can do is pump maybe two or three into your soapy cunt. on top of that, he loves having your limbs bound to his carefully furnished bed. seeing you writhe and attempt to pull at the straps makes him desperate for you. he’d tease you tirelessly until you’d clamp down on his fingers in just the right way. his sleepy eyes would flash as you squirt all over his arm after relentlessly playing with your pussy.
another thought surfaces when your tits bounce as you converse with the jury. you're expertly expressive when performing to complete strangers. so much so that it’s evident no one is listening to you because they're too focused on your pretty little features.
this pisses tomura off. he doesn't care he's just as perverted as them; it doesn't count when he basically owns you. mind you this entire time his eyes have never left your body, and you are well aware of this.
there’s not much you can do about it anyway, even if you tried. you’ve both shared intimate moments so he has that to his advantage at least. no matter how much attention you hold, no one will ever be able to have you like he does.
especially when he’s had you bouncing on his cock like a madwoman. he’s seen you blab nonsense with drool slipping down the corner of your lips, crying his name over and over. you’ve had your thighs pressed against his, riding him cowgirl style, with your breasts swaying so freely. in his eyes, you’re incredibly sexy that he feels like you’re doing charity work.
he likes to make himself feel better when he threatens to place his thumb on your thigh even though he’s already got his other four gripping your flesh. he feels godly seeing your shiny lips tremble and terrified eyes prick with tears. he wouldn’t ever hurt you but he just can’t help himself.
not just that, but he can feel your pussy suffocate his dick, feeling how scared you are. it drives him crazy. he would take it upon himself to help your shaking body and pound into you from underneath.
you’d moan his name over and over. the impact of his balls slapping against your skin; you know your skin is red from the contact. you’d fuck him deep and rapid that a ring of precum would form around his cock and from the excessive wetness of your pretty pussy. sounds so obscene that anybody would get turned on just by hearing you both.
eventually, your jury is called back.
thoughts race tomura’s mind as you monologue. why do you protect him again? he can’t recall. for some reason someone claimed to see him disintegrate one of the top heroes and ‘had it on video’. the clip was never presented and this irritated you more than tomura so your main argument was the lack of evidence and hearsay. this society always chants for a revolution but, the moment someone tries to do something, everyone always ends up hiding away.
he cringes at the current moment. he could easily reduce the entire courtroom to ashes but he likes seeing his opponents struggle to beat him.
his eyes peel off your figure, for once, and cast to the shackles locked on his wrists and ankles. pathetic. the whole justice system takes no precaution whatsoever. the only upside to being ‘arrested’ is using these same cuffs on your own limbs later tonight. he can already imagine your face and gaping hole.
he hums as you walk over to his desk and take a seat next to him. how professional. he can’t wait to have you sprawled out and take his time eating you out. he wants a taste of you right here, right now. think of the faces when everyone finds out you’ve been sleeping with the most notorious man in the city. when everyone finds out you’re not a fighter for all but a defender to one.
to him, it’s clear as his conscience when the verdict announces that shigaraki tomura is a free man.
