#celegami

Sorry for being a homestuck but pitch Celesgami is so big-brained because of course Celestia "I go by a different name and changed my identity to feel special" Ludenberg would develop caliginous feelings for Byakuya "most special person in the world and knows it" Togami.

fernlets replied to your post: yo i need something to write about for i am in a... celesgami. celesgami feat. kirigiri. idk man s ure celesgami man "It's a sad day in hell when Kyouko Kirigiri can't even be bothered to make an appropriately witty comment upon the absence of our mutual friend and lover." It was a dreary day, rain staining the windows of the expansive Togami mansion, the noise eventually swelling as the winds picked up. In an unusual moment of graciousness, the heir had invited her over for lunch. Or perhaps he had a reason. Definitely the latter, he was not the type to typically have people over for friendly conversation. Every word he spoke had meaning. The rain weighed on the table. "I was going to comment, but I knew you were expecting me to." She studied him from across the table. For some ungodly reason, he'd chosen the biggest dining room in the house. They were easily ten feet apart, though she could still spot the telltale way his collar was pulled up to nearly his chin. Nervous, or maybe it was Celes's doing. She would've smiled, if she ever did. Her opponent nodded. When did this become a matter of opponents and sides? "That's true. I invited you over for a business talk, regarding Celestia, particularly the lavish attention she spares on you. You have two options." What a joke of a man. Abruptly, he stood up, making a short gesture for her to follow him, before striding away. The floorboards creaked beneath his slim figure, and, as if by habit, he shut the door behind him, nearly knocking his guest down. As if by habit. That's a joke. The pair continued through hallways and stairways, sudden rumbles of distant thunder shaking the foundations beneath their shoes. Heavy Fitzgerald influence, she noted, her detective's instinct taking over. His design, or a coincidence? At long last, he pushed through a door, this time not snapping his heel back to shut it. Gracious, and also foreboding. "As I was saying, you're quite unworthy of her admittedly beautiful presence, let alone her love." The room was dark, and rather plain. Blue walls in watery sunlight, wooden features, a singular desk in the very center, covered in papers and books and god knew what else. Remarkably disorganized, though still retaining s professional air. Personal office. This really is a business encounter. "You're jealous." Togami had started a ritual of pacing about the room, his practiced movements oddly strained. "I'm not jealous. I don't get jealous," he snapped, turning to face her. She remained perfectly stoic, meeting his eyes. The pacing resumed after a moment. "You're not one to care for other people, even if it is her. You keep remarking about attention, leading me to believe that you crave her presence, which I steal away. Perfectly jealous." It was almost amusing to her to watch the color drain out of his face, the near imperceptible tightening of his lips. "That's pure assumption. I'm not jealous, but concerned. My point is--" "--that you want me to leave," she finished, the slightest grin creeping across her face. "Leave the relationship or my house?" "Both." He shrugged, looking out the darkening window. "Essentially, yes. You're a waste of my time, and hers. Perhaps you and Naegi could get together. Losers stick together, correct?" She studied him. "You're becoming increasingly defensive." "Be silent, and leave my presence." ----- it ended up more togiriy whoops sorry