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kalims · 1 year ago

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ㅤhere is my husband

premise. just us casually staking a claim on our non-official husbands (for coupons)

featuring. all characters

content. alignment, fluff

ㅤthe flustered over thinkers

one who's unbearably confused because he doesn't recall a marriage taking place to wed the two of you at all, he's a little concerned though. he's sure he'd remember such an event? anything with the two of you is practically unforgettable to the fact that when he's in bed only thing he thinks about is you, and the lingering anticipation that he'll see you again in the morning.

besides this said... eventful morning. where you've both apparently upgraded in relationship without his knowledge he can say that he's struggling to hide his steaming ears, hoping you won't notice if he brings the cup of coffee to his face so the steam seems like it's from there.

confused? flustered? thanks for the input! here's your boyfriend husband. doesn't even ask you to explain even though he's twitching to ask you cause if he knows you then you're almost always up to no good, maybe this is one of your tricks but he won't try just for the thought that you're still 'married.' all marriage related things, even the color white is sending his mind into overwire :)

— | riddle, jack, deuce, azul, epel, silver

ㅤwe love flirts

ah yes, if we've got the flustered, confused husbands we also need to get our resident flirts who just gives you a side glance and plays along like he knows what game you're playing. absolutely no questions at all because you know he's gonna bring up the topic sooner or later with a tease, he just feels like he has to return the fluster you'd admittedly inflicted on him. (which is apparently by proclaiming you're both married now.)

don't be surprised if you're getting private messages online, or just random people coming up to you asking how you're married in... this golden age, was that even legal there? you're not sure but maybe because everyone was kind of casual about it.

doesn't matter whether you say you're just messing with him. oh, you're done? good for you but he isn't. he's calling you his spouse everywhere, a local restaurant, shop, stall. wherever you say, he claims he's just doing what you asked for the coupons but you've got an inkling he's just got a knack for calling you his lawfully wedded partner.

— | trey, cater, jade, rook, lilia, leona (partly), vil

ㅤlegally in denial

we have the awkward ones who partially accept their fates, the flirts who's living purpose is to get a rise of warmth in your face, and we have the legally in denial ones whom are trying so hard to deny everything you do. you guys are dating?! oh my god... you must be being threatened to do this, where's the culprit?! news flash, there isn't any but even when it's so clear they seem to find every single reason to convince themselves that there's something wrong.

like, please accept our love already. you already called them your husband in broad daylight, is that not enough of proof? what do you mean you're probably gonna divorce him... he doesn't mention the fact of you guys never marrying at all, just jumps in divorce...

sometimes you should punch a man for his self esteem, it must be a struggle trying to convince someone you like, that you indeed like them. crazy, right? he can't take this heart stopping gesture he's watched too many times but will gladly arrange a wedding in minecraft. just tell him you guys got married ever since he put his bed next to yours if he asks since when.

— | idia on his own

ㅤairheads who are simps

the classic group of guys, of which they all are just incredibly down bad for the lead who just so happens to be you! <4 in this case they're so in love that they wouldn't even question anything you say even if you mix up murder and a name in the same sentence! if you trip? oh no, no. it's clearly the fault of the ground, not to worry! he'll even get workers to reconstruct the entire thing.

and yes, he's either rich or has enough influence (if not through intimidation.) anyways, if they're mad because of a horrible day just walk in a room and then the dark cloud over their heads just floats away and is replaced by hearts in their eyes.

a prank? oh you're funny. what ever do you mean? you're both clearly married. he's got the papers right here *materializes one.* where did that even come from?! say it once, now you've planted something that won't go away in their heads and it's going to shift to reality one way or another :)

— | kalim, floyd, malleus, rook.

ㅤchill mister tsunderes

takes a deep breath* screeches* yeah that's pretty much it. the people (possibly pertaining to just one person, cause he almost always needs his own category.) who try to refuse your existing even if you just cough. keyword: try because even if you're dating them they're still struggling to wrap their head around the fact that they are dating you so maybe their coping mechanism is just refusing to admit you make their hearts go boom boom??

is completely torn whether to screech again (preferably not in his mind to release that pent up... feeling. some type of fluster that makes him wonder if he should have brought a pillow to yell into.) or just reject what you just said. somehow his mouth just doesn't cooperate and he has to look away from you because he's actually struggling to keep his sanity together.

giving himself pep talk, the fortitude that 'he doesn't like you', trying to rebuild that wall back up again but he learns that he apparently can't take it when you're both referred to a life bounded vow. not as in he despises is, though he believes he is. but rather because he'll probably combust on the spot by the sheer claim being said out loud.

— | main: sebek, leona, ace

ㅤdem smug bastards

the ones who just can't resist to crack a smirk when you casually introduce him as your husband, no wonder you insisted he wore the promise ring you had given him.. just to show him off? consider him impressed! this might be just one of his favorite memento of your shenanigans. either he already knows what you're up do (leona) or he's just enjoying the remnants of your embarrassed face as he plummets you with endless grins and teases (floyd)

he's your husband...? I mean true but you're mainly his spouse :) should you even regret having done anything in the first place for the coupons? don't ever. anything should be done for the discounts, even if your supposed husband starts parading everywhere and uses every opportunity that appears in random conversations or situations to just casually announce your lawfully wedded marriage.

what do you mean you're not married? I mean he's got all the evidence in his phone, you didn't think he'd pass up the opportunity to record you saying that phrase for nothing did you? it's a great moment to remember, especially when it's in the middle of the night and he can't help but pull up that recording just to listen to it on loop like an idiot.

— | leona, floyd, ruggie, jade?, lilia (perhaps, vil (also questionable)

ㅤwho are you talking to rn?

those who look embarrassed but you're betting most on your money that he's just awfully flustered + doesn't like the feeling just guessing from him avoiding your eyes like you're the entity from bird box. does he really think his hood can cover the entirety of his red ears? they're fooling absolutely no one with that fake cough, only thing you heard was the quiet choke when they processed your words.

tries to play it off by 'composing' themselves in front of you, even though their back is turned to you. the straightening of their shoulder usually implies that they think they're ready but you can't help but note that several parts of their body, if not all, collectively flinch at the sight of you. they dont say anything but they give you this... look.

like, narrowed eyes, their jaw is slightly turned away from you, *judges whole existence with a side eye* they can't believe they even have you as a partner but besides that they can't wrap their heads around the fact that such a stupid notion such as that actually had him doing cartwheels inside his head.

— | jamil deserves this, ruggie, jack, azul

ㅤwym didn't we already get married?

YOUR HONOR ITS THIS ONE. you're probably making him more confused than you are. because?? cue confused face. didn't you guys already get married like, a month ago? do you not see the ring on your finger? the matching one on his own finger? did you really not notice anything when he just casually takes you to the most ethereal, sacred place of briar valley and hands you the box containing the ring...? has he done it too subtly? well, he's underestimated humans once again...

to fae culture that was probably the most obvious thing ever. he didn't outright just decide he wanted to marry you, but you've probably done something that borders on a 'let's get married' proposal in his culture so that just prompted him to get to work ASAP, get his workers find the most grandest ring there is in his family heirloom.

if you take it. that just meant you're both FOR LIFERSSSSS. HENCE WHY HES SO CONFUSED WHEN YOU'RE CONFUSED THAT HES ACTING LIKE ITS NORMAL. I mean he's happy that you finally decided to call him his rightful title after a month but why are you so flabbergasted, child of man? what do you mean you're not married? just look at said sacred, ethereal place in briar valley. both your names are engraved there together, that's enough proof isn't it?

— | malleus

bonus <4

ㅤthe actual partner in crime

want to take it up a notch? just call the resident creator of forged documents, this is totally legal and free! just get on his good side and he will remain there forever, unchanging cause he loves you now. unless you somehow wrong him... it's actually very beneficial because he can do nearly anything for you without trouble so... wow you're married? why didn't you invite him :( oh you're not but you want to be? oh that's totally fine!

oh you want his help? he can't go against the law because of his coding system but.. it also says to help friends whenever he can and you're his best friend so :)) *casually prints out paper* don't worry he'll talk to some friends and it will be legal before you know it!

knowing his brother he's probably authorized to break the law so he had to code it himself before he gets too far... anyways congrats on your actual marriage 😊

— | ortho

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scarletwinterxx · 4 months ago

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Can you a idol jaehyun x non idol reader where reader gets jealous of jaehyun 's interaction with a idol so jaehyun tries to comfort her

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The first thing Jaehyun noticed after rehearsal was the lack of message from you. Usually you'd text him after your day at work, something as simple as "on my way home" makes him smile. It's the thought that even though the two of you are apart, he's still a part of your day whenever you take your time to update him.

Your lives are the complete opposite. You live a very mundane life, probable the thing that makes your life so different is the fact that you're dating an idol. That idol being Jeong Jaehyun. THE Jeong Jaehyun.

Your love story started out way before his fame. It's funny to think that this man who looks like he was carved by the Gods and can only exists in your favorite fictional book happen to harbor a secret crush on you during your school days. It took a lot of time and courage for Jaehyun to approach you and confess his feelings but he's glad he did.

Now years later he's still in love with the same woman he fell in love with all those years ago.

If Jaehyun gives 110% to his idol career, he gives his 200% to you. You are the very reason he keeps going, the inspiration behind his craft.

And you, well safe to say you're his number 2 fan. You say that because you know his mom is the number one, and probably the only one you're willing to yield that position to.

Dating an idol of course you know all the precautions. The two of you never go out on broad daylight together, your dates mainly happen after a very long day at work. Or indoors. You love to cook, you love it even more when you're cooking with him.

Today was a particularly long day for Jaehyun, he had a fansign event then had a few hours of recording then rehearsals. He just wanted to go home to you.

Finally a little after midnight they called it a day, bidding a quick goodbye to his members before going to the car. All of them know about your relationship, even his managers and the company. You are Jaehyun's 'non-negotiable' as Jungwoo would tease the both of you.

He will always do his best at being an idol, he loves this job. But if he's being honest, he loves you more.

When he got to your apartment, the another thing he noticed was all the lights were off. Usually you'd be in the living room or in the kitchen. But then again it's past midnight so you're probably already sleeping.

He puts his bag down by the door before going to the kitchen to get some water before making his way to the bedroom. A light from the room across catches his attention though, the door slightly opened making his curiosity peak.

Jaehyun was surprised to see you still awake, sporting a very tired look. But in his eyes, you look beautiful.

"Hey, why are you still awake?" he asks, pushing the door wider catching your attention

It looked like you weren't expecting him to be here tonight, "Just working on something"

"Busy day at work? You didn't text me today" he tells you, still standing by the door way.

You rub the sleep off of your eyes, you are tired and it's been a very very long day. You're so stressed at work but the cherry on top was a picture you saw online.

Now most of the time you wouldn't let a silly tweet ruin your day. You're dating Jaehyun, you had to get used to the dating rumors and miliions of girls and guy simping over your boyfriend. All of that is background noise to you.

But some days it's a bit harder to ignore. Like today.

You saw a polaroid picture of him with a fan, it was from a fansign event. It looked cute and yes it did annoy you.

That annoyance brewed over the hours and now you're in a sour mood. You didn't even remember to text him when you went home today.

You're not sure who you're mad at, Jaehyun? for being so boyfriend material. The company? for making them do events like this or the fan? who just wanted to express their love for their idol.

Maybe you're annoyed at yourself for feeling this way.

At this rate you're at war with yourself.

"Love, you okay?" Jaehyun whispers, sauntering over to you. He cups your cheek in his hand, caressing your face so gently like he's afraid you might break right in front of him

"Just a long day"

"Talk to me, you know I'll listen"

He searches your eyes for answer, trying to figure out his favorite puzzle that is you. Even though it's been years since the two of you started dating, he loves learning more about you. What makes you laugh, what makes you cry, what makes you smile, what's your favorite food or color or time of the day.

You look straight into his eyes, searching also for something you will never find there. Indifference. All you can see is adoration and love and care that this man has for you.

Now you feel mad at yourself for doubting him for even a second.

"Now you're pouting. Talk to me, babygirl" he chuckles

"I just... There's this picture I saw online, of you and a fan. This polaroid event thing you got going on" you start to explain and immediately he smiles.

Now he knows why you're in a sour mood, it's adorable whenever you get jealous really because to Jaehyun even though he can have an arena, a stadium even, full of women screaming his name, he only ever want you.

"I don't know. It's stupid but it annoyed me and now my day's even worse-"

He cuts you off by leaning down to put his lips against your, effectively shushing you. It's a smart way, his favorite way, to cut your cute rants.

Jaehyun kisses you like he's telling you vows, but without words and only his lips and tongue. He kisses you like he's saying all the things you wanted to hear, assuring you, washing all your worries away. He kisses you until you're short of breath and a blushing mess.

When the two of you separate, he kisses you on both cheeks then the tip of your nose then on your forehead before he pulls you up from your seat.

"They can have the polariod pictures, you got the premium here" he tells you with a cheeky smile

"Oh yea, what's that?"

"Well to tell you Miss, you just won your self cuddles for tonight and the rest of your nights. And you got me, forever" he smiles, pulling you in his arms

"Sounds like jackpot to me"

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liliewrites · 8 months ago

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Requesting a NSFW transfem! Arle with fem!reader who works at the hearth & arle simps for reader but like reader is oblivious to all that cus like she's surrounded by kids almost 24/7. Somehow reader convinced Arle to bring the kids to a beach (I am not even sure if there's a beach in Fontaine but let's assume so XD). So on beach day, bringing a whole bunch of kids means a bunch of guards gotta be there (cus safety). So Arle sees reader wearing a bikini with a sash(is that what it's called I have no idea) since it's like hot out and then arle gets a pretty bad boner & rails reader in her room privately after the day at the beach. Since arle got jealous of the stares reader gets from the guards. (Sorry if its very long & no pressure.)

lmaoooo bare with me anon, this is giving me brainrot... jealous arlecchino. also forgive me if the ending is a little silly and my writing isn't that great waksjdk i rlly didn't know how to end it and this was supposed to be just a thirst lmaoo. anyw i hope u like this!!:))

- warning/s : transfem! arlecchino, jealous sex, creampie.

(men and minors dni under the cut!)

filthy, disgusting, outrageous-

oh, but arlecchino was not better than her men. those men- ogling and staring at you. it irritated her to no end. to her defense, she was simply watching over you and the children, it's not like she was busy staring at your.. pretty tits, nor was she staring at your.. plump ass. arlecchino was a woman of duty and responsibility, she was just here to watch over the kids, yes. as the father and head of the house of hearth, it was her job to ensure the safety-

oh who was she kidding? "fuck.."

she cursed under her breath, no matter how hard she convinced herself, she could not suppress her rushing emotions- especially the blood rushing down her pants. she let out a frustrated groan. oh, oh, archons, the fatui guards who were ogling at you were making her blood rush in annoyance, and your pretty figure exposed in broad daylight made blood rush in her pants. she couldn't help it anymore, she couldn't just stand by and watch you get eye-fucked by the guards.

she got up with a scoff. her tall stature, straight and stiff shoulders coupled with an annoyed glare was what greeted the guards.

"you buffoons, stop slacking off and watch the kids." she scolded them, not needing to raise her voice. they were not kids, they didn't need to be told twice to do their jobs properly, and hopefully the guards had immediately understood that she caught them staring at who was supposed to be hers, and had made it clear to not make the mistake of doing so again- or they will be fucked up.

after doing that, however, arlecchino could not afford any more time pass by without her making it also clear to you what you were making her feel- it was annoying her, it was getting on her nerves- how you act so clueless about the feelings she’d been trying to convey across to you for the past few days. so the harbinger walked towards you, grabbing your wrist with no explanation whatsoever.

much to your fear (and.. delight?), she brought you to her private room that she had rented for herself during the house of hearth’s whole stay at the beach, shoving you in just enough to force you inside her room, but not too much to actually make you fall on the floor.

"f-father? what's wrong-"

"do not call me father, woman. i am done playing these stupid little games with you."

pray tell, you were confused about what she said and you really wanted to know what she was talking about, as you were currently cowering in fear under the knave's harsh glare. she refused that you call her father, and she spoke with a tone that dripped with irk making you unsure of how to properly react to her as you were scared that you’d anger her further. "m-my lord, i am confused. what is it that you mean?" you asked, and she grabbed your wrist once more, pushing you on the bed and pinning you down.

"my dear, do not act coy with me. i have done all that i can to convey my feelings towards you, and yet you let those filthy men drool and fantasize about what i wish to claim as mine?"

you let arlecchino's words register for a moment. acting coy? feelings? claim as hers?

the dumbfounded look on your face was enough to make arlecchino realize that you had indeed not been able to grasp her feelings, you were not acting coy, nor were you pretending to be clueless. you really, really, didn’t know.

— for her whole life as an underling of the fatui and as a harbinger, a master of wearing a mask of apathy, a trained actor in the field of faux cruelty, she has never been able to experience embarrassment to this degree, and besotted! she couldn’t believe it was because of silly, petty feelings of romance.

she immediately moved away, feeling guilty and ashamed of her own actions, but mostly annoyed at herself- and those damned fatui guards. they were the reason for her acting this way, they were the reason, they-

you, however, noticed the little.. bump in her pants while sat there in silence, seemingly lost in thought (she was busy convincing herself it was the guards’ fault). you were as flustered as she was, of course, but seeing arlecchino, the feared knave, turned on and vulnerable because of you? it was plain to see that you had a little confidence boost and you ended up provoking the said harbinger, catching her off guard.

"my lord, is.. this because of me?" "what do you think, milaya?" "i don't know. i asked you because i do not know why you are so aroused and turned on, my lord. could it be because of someone else? oh, oh boo.”

now, now arlecchino was sure that this form of teasing from you was intentional. she looked at you with a rather dark stare, her earlier annoyed expression returning to her face, and she clicked her tongue.

”i was about to forgive you for being oblivious towards my displays of affection, but your behavior right now is inexcusable, my dear.”

she crawled back towards you, and you could feel a rush of adrenaline through your veins. you were no longer afraid, as you were sure that the knave held some sort of sentimental feelings towards you — you were unsure for now what it was, but to know that you were important to her, oh, it made you feel confident.

”milaya, accuse me one more time of loving another woman, consider this a warning, but i will definitely have to show you these feelings that pester me day and night because of you.”

”then show me, my lord, must i admit? i do not know the identity of the woman whom you clearly fantasize enough about to make you have such a.. hard-on”

oh, you’ve definitely pushed enough of arlecchino’s buttons today but now you really were riling her up on purpose? needless to say, no more words were exchanged between you, and the pretty little bikini that caused all this jealous fiasco of hers was ripped off of you (with the promise that arlecchino would buy you a new one, a better one.) and now you were face-front and pushed down against the bed.

oh, she definitely was not small. you could feel her fill you up and stretch you out. deep, harsh, thrusts were the only thing you felt. your senses were overstimulated with the sensations of her, everything was just her now. your mind was hazy, but all you could see was her white and black locks, framing her handsome face. all you could smell was her slightly woody smell, along with the musk coming from the love-making you both were currently doing. all you could hear was her grunts and your incoherent cries of her name. all you could taste were her lips pressed against yours, her tongue running against your lips as she separates. all you could feel were her hands gripping on your wrists, her hips slamming against yours and her dick reaching spots you never knew could even be reached, oh, oh and the overwhelming sensation of those little jolts of pleasure whenever she rammed against you. everything was just her, her and her—

”m-my lord, i-i can’t-”

”silence, you’ve irked me enough, take it.”

“milaya, my dear. oh how i’ve waited for this..” she grumbled in your ear, bringing you slightly back to your senses, before biting down on your skin that caused you to be fully awake and aware of everything again. the speed of her thrusts increasing but her rhythm had started to falter. it made you whine and whimper, you could barely understand what she was saying, the pleasure was messing with your train of thought.

”those dirty.. dirty bastards, staring at you- well too bad, because i am the one who’s fucking you right now. mine, mine. i could barely stand it.”

the jealousy on her face, the scowl and her gritted teeth as she continued fucking you to no end despite you already clawing at the sheets with how close you are. you could tell, her feelings were genuine, and if you weren’t fucking you’d be a flustered mess- not that you currently weren’t a mess. just a different kind. her lips wrapped itself around your pretty little nips, sucking on it and playing with it using her tongue in a rather aggressive manner. biting every now and then on your chest too, creating purple splotches on your skin that made her feel proud to see. however, with every single movement that she did to you, you inched closer to the edge.

as her lips latched onto that one particular spot on your neck, licking it, biting it— you swear you felt yourself black out for a moment, something snapping in your lower region and your whole body arched and convulsed. you’ve never felt an orgasm this intense. it felt so good. so fucking good, not just for you- but for arlecchino too.

”f-fuck, milaya, you take me so good- i-i- fuck-”

with a loud curse, her hips stilled and shook, slamming deep into you and you felt warmth flood your insides while you were still feeling the ebbs of your high. it made you have mini convulsions, as you were extremely sensitive from how rough she was pounding into you. panting, breathless, she didn’t pull out but she did collapse on top of you. her face shoved in your neck, and you knew she felt embarrassed as she refused to face you.

as you called her that title, she got on her elbows and hovered on top of you, looking at you with a stern stare. “milaya, you are free to call me by my name and not by any title anymore. please, call me by my name.” she requested, and it was.. so different from her commanding tone that you got used to. your heart melted at the noticeable vulnerability she was showing you, and it made you smile. “okay, arlecchino. i take it that we should go back to the beach and see the kids?” the sound of her name rolling of your tongue made her feel bliss, but the next few words that came from your mouth had reminded her of today's earlier events.

”.. my dear, i was not too rough with you, was i? i didn’t force myself on you, did i?”

”no, my lord.”

oh, right, the beach. arlecchino shook her head at the thought, knowing that the guards were there. she scoffed at the thought and returned to her previous position of burying her face in your neck.

“no. let’s stay here.”

”- but the kids- a-arlecchino!”

”i’m afraid that we’ll have to stay here for awhile, my dear. i have not shown enough of my love to you, and i wish to make it clear to whom you belong to.”

before you could even protest, she gently thrusted her hips once more to cut you off. “no, milaya, we stay here. who said i was done disciplining you?” she told you, voice low followed by a groan.

her pace was slow but deep, you could feel every inch of her rubbing against your sensitive walls. it made you tremble once more that you couldn’t find it in you to answer back anymore.

safe to say, you were unable to come out of the room for the rest of the day nor the following. you were worried about the kids and the kids were worried about you— but you were safe here in arlecchino’s room, and they were safe under the guards’ surveillance, otherwise they’d have to face execution if anything ever happened to them. surely, it wouldn’t be selfish of arlecchino have you all to herself without any distraction for a day, yes? it was a vacation after all!:3

a/n : owjhasjdh my bad, i forgot to include this, but milaya ("милая") is a russian endearment used for feminine lover hihi.

#arlecchino smut #arlecchino x reader smut #arlecchino genshin impact #lilac writes💜#arlecchino x female reader #genshin impact women x female reader #lilac asks💜

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imeverywoman420 · 1 year ago

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major criticism of onlyfans and instagram influencers i made while peeing and waiting for the calamine lotion to dry so i can move around

the type of softcore porn everywhere thats like. Girl with the face of sims 3 toddler in a sports bra and leggings. “You guys sweating during a workout is totally natural” closeup of her sweaty ass crack in yoga pants for that sweet onlyfans promo.

like. I wish they would just get french tips and do the full glam porn star makeup and be UP FRONT like “hey handsome heres my onlyfans im selling PORN on my ONLYFANS ;)” instead of “hii im selling fitness content heres my booking info watch me do tiktok dance” and looked like adult women that would be way better. Its like all these girls pretending theyre not escorts when they are wnd we all know it lol. “Fitness influencer” with cities and a plane emoji in bio= literal escort. Why cant they just be strippers or Playboy bunnies (the equivalent lol) why do they have to look like children and pretend theyre not selling sex

its the way they look like weird edited children with bbls and its just NotPorn. Like its obviously porn but its a dead eyed girl in a crop top and leggings standing in a gym holding a weight so its not Really Porn. Like. Wheres the silk and lace and feathers. Its always broad daylight too in those posts. Thats another sickening thing. theres no line of demarcation for what is erotic and the normal day to day…

they take up so much space on social media with their plausible deniability that its not reallyyyy porn its workout routines and tiktok dances. Girl shut the hell up and i want your simps to die. I dont even care about the morality aspect at this point its literally just so annoying that its everywhere. I miss when everything had its place and at least back 10-15 years ago they looked like women and not children lol its so creepy and bizarre on so many levels…

#Takes

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weird-bookworm · 1 year ago

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HYUNG LINE MAKNAE LINE

a/n: i am writing this purely because all an irl friend of mine can talk about nowadays is how shua would be as an elder brother

pairing: elder brother!svt x fem!reader

genre: headcanons, fluff, crack, comfort

word count: around 150 each? imma say 1050-ish in total

warnings: reader is implied to be straight, mentioned alcohol and clubbing, excessive use of ™, excessive simping, me thinking i'm good at this 💀 (we're getting there lol)

ᴄʜᴏɪ ꜱᴇᴜɴɢᴄʜᴇᴏʟ

more of a dad than a brother

wayyy too overprotective

a kid at heart, bless him 🤭

chaotic asf

will not let you date. ever

expect him to go all out to scare potential dates away

as in, movie-level dramatic

no cooperation, will tattle to your parents

cuddle bear!!

as protective as he is, he probably introduced alcohol to you (or so he thinks)

"you are now an adult" "i've been an adult for 3 yea—" "YOU are an adult now, i will show you what alcohol is" "...cheol wtf 😃"

does not care about the fact that you've "known" alcohol for 3 years already

just know you're gonna take forever to meet his friends

gatekeeps you from them

they've known about you for a long time so they treat you normally after you pester him enough to introduce you

but they go all flirty when he's around, just to annoy him <3

and ofc you play along lol

pouty babie

ʏᴏᴏɴ ᴊᴇᴏɴɢʜᴀɴ

a menace 😃

do not trust

mischievous af

i feel like he'll be the kind of brother to take you clubbing

as in, have fun but imma be there just in case

pretends to be your bf to ward off creeps lol

"i won't tell if you won't" when it concerns your parents

helps you sneak out at night as long as he can keep full tabs on your whereabouts

your therapist

silently holds you when you cry 🥺

then does some shit to make you laugh

Always cheats in games

annoying asf

likes to whine for attention when he's bored

aka full on pouts and doe eyes and long drawn cries of your name because "i'm boreddddddd"

acts the same when you're trying to study

probably doesn't care if you're dating

but only if he approves and you're happy and safe

ʜᴏɴɢ ᴊɪꜱᴏᴏ

weirdly protective

will randomly barge in your room to tickle you

hangs out with your friends as if they're his, not yours

the Bane of Your Existence 😩

but also your comfort person

one minute he's teasing the hell out of you

and another he's holding you tight in his arms as you rant about your day

will listen to it all too

no interruptions

says shit, then goes "i love you" before you can get a word out

partner-in-crime for Everything

goody two shoes in front of your parents though 🙄

his life's goal is to make you cringe at any given moment

will cross boundaries to make it happen

starts flexing (his muscles) in front of your friends to embarrass you

willingly drives you around

teases you with the fact that every. single. one. of your friends has a crush on him

pretends to be clueless

really isn't

he just loves you a lot ok?

ᴡᴇɴ ᴊᴜɴʜᴜɪ

a goof

hyperactive, practically bounces around the house

forever giggling at everything remotely amusing thing you do

acts like a younger sibling

most adorable

roams around the house like a ghost in broad daylight

likes to yell randomly

it scares you shitless

every. single. time.

a tease

talking to a cute guy? *eyebrow raise* going on a date? *eyebrow raise* talking on the phone? *eyebrow raise*

(it was just your mother 😭)

is often found asleep on the couch

creeps your friends out with the way he sleeps 💀

strangely wise

like, you'd expect the goofball to be a himbo

always has good advice

ᴋᴡᴏɴ ꜱᴏᴏɴʏᴏᴜɴɢ

hyperactive puppy

(he would prefer tiger but when have you ever listened to him?)

you are sick of choosing tiger themed gifts for his birthday and as celebratory gifts for his endless achievements

(you're proud of him, really, but seriously?)

you're even sicker of getting tiger themed gifts for your birthdays

you can never bring yourself to throw them out though 😔

forever doing adorably weird shit

you can't tell if he likes it when you squish his cheeks anymore, you do it so often

in the mood for teasing? call him a hamster

hell bent on annoying the hell out of you

rambles non-stop when he's excited

comes to your room later to quietly thank you for listening anyway 🥺

stands behind your parents when they're scolding you

and makes faces to make you laugh

a lightweight drunk

so you're basically stuck dealing with a toddler who's constantly trying to kiss you

always goes pouty when you threaten to murder him

ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴡᴏɴᴡᴏᴏ

on the more quieter side

often games all night

and you join him because why not

only ever yells while gaming

you guys have a very Chill dynamic

annoys you— not too often— by using the biggest, most nerdiest words ever

in casual conversations no less 🙄

secretly Fond™

you'll find cute notes everywhere in the house if you're sad or stressed

only and only you can hug him (...and maybe mingyu, who can so no to him?)

silent comfy hangouts

sometimes very very loud and very very dramatic

pretends to be cool when you introduce your bf to him

he is not cool

i'm talking stinky side eyes when you're not looking and total hostile cat behaviour 😅

just know he's scaring the poor guy away

ʟᴇᴇ ᴊɪʜᴏᴏɴ

spends more time in his studio than he does home

workaholic

worries you by never sleeping

when he does sleep though

sleepy kitty 🥺

you're gonna spend at least 15 minutes just trynna get him up

cares quietly

has his crazy moments

you're somehow taller than him? excuse me? he's older and has more testosterone, what do you mean?

gets so annoyed when they strangers treat you like his elder sister

ofc you're busy laughing at his -_-

extreme kitten mannerisms

he doesn't know though

so you and his friends have a good laugh every time he does something remotely cat-like

and ofc you have special access to his studio 😁

because he may not admit it but he's just really fond of you

so he spoils you as much as his budget allows

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femaletwstsupremacy · 1 year ago

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Hello! I don't know if this is overly specific but could I request Malleus, Lilia, and Vil with a fem reader who is a very straight laced, formal, private type of person but beneath that mask cares immensely about the people around them and wants to protect them?

(No worries if not lol...I understand it's kind of hyperspecific.)

"𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙."

✦ Content – Fem! twst, fluff, maybe some crack sprinkled in there? Throwing shade on Crowley, Reader is kind of a simp in Vil's part, A little suggestive (Lilia), mentions of gaslighting (Lilia spread her craziness to reader, hope they never recover🙏), general romance stuff, One/Oneself and You/Your are used to refer to reader, reader is a resident of Ramshackle.

Author's note: Hi anon, sorry this took a while to pump out. But it's here now so hooray! ♪(^∇^*) Not beta-read! Lilia might be ooc since I'm not used to writing her character-

MALLEUS DRACONIA...QUEEN OF BRIARS

You couldn't exactly keep your private life a secret from her since when you first met she was kinda already in it. As in, you're there outside Ramshackle busying yourself with a certain pastime when you suddenly get jumpscared by a woman – One that appeared out of thin air mind you – looking over your shoulder. Seemingly interested in what you were doing before she scared the daylights out of you. Obviously your first instinct is to try and elbow this random stranger behind you (key word: Try) which you failed miserably in because she had effortlessly dodged your blow.

Safe to say, your first meeting was awkward. It took about 5 mins for you two to stop staring at each other blankly as if you hadn't just tried to elbow her.

"If I may ask, who are you? Most importantly how did you even get here?"

"I was on a walk."

"That doesn't explain anything."

Eventually, you two get over the awkwardness. Obviously, Malleus doesn't divulge her name – Neither does she ask for yours. Calling you 'child of man' whilst you called her 'Tsunochojo' which earned you quite the chuckle from the fae. You two hit it off pretty well, what with your similar mannerisms it wasn't that unexpected. Malleus found conversations with you easy, with how interested you are every time she converses with you she needn't worry about being too 'boring' to talk to.

Eventually, Malleus finds herself coming back each night just to talk with you, though she doesn't have an inkling as to why. She just feels...a sort of attachment to you. As if the day she stops visiting you would instantly cut off the bond you two have created. Malleus' eyes widen as everything starts to click, are you two...perhaps friends..? Malleus instantly decides to confirm this with you come your next meeting.

It was very late into the night.

Though you've made it a point for yourself to have an optimal amount of time for sleep. However, a certain friend of yours decided that it was best to meet at the darkest of night. You sighed to yourself, The things you'd do for her...

No matter, no use mourning over past decisions. You thought wistfully.

You leaned back slightly on the palms of your hands, lightly raising your head to look at the bright moon overlooking from above. Crickets lightly chirped from around you, along with the sound of the soft rustling of leaves. You hummed a tune familiar to yourself as you closed your eyes to take in the relaxing atmosphere.

When you opened them, a small green firefly came into your peripheral vision. You reached out, trying to take it into your hand. But your efforts – although insignificant – are for naught as the firefly drifts farther away. Feeling slightly dejected, you placed your hand back into its former position. Just when you were about to close your eyes to enjoy the tranquil atmosphere once more, a melodious laugh suddenly enters your ears. With not even a hint of surprise, you turn to look from behind and face your surprise guest. There Malleus stood with her chin between her fingers, a broad smile on her lips.

"How long have you been standing there?" You asked curiously. In truth, she'd been here for a while. Watching you closely in the cover of darkness, not saying word until she saw your silly gesture and couldn't help the laugh that fell out.

"I've just arrived" She says, an obvious lie falling from her lips. Though, you don't mind all that much. You've already known that your friend is quite elusive, so you didn't pry. You lightly patted the spot next to you, inviting Malleus to take a seat.

Malleus obliges and sits down next to you. A wave a restlessness washes over Malleus, though she doesn't show it on her expression. The both of you stay silent for a while before Malleus spoke up, "Child of man..." She trails off, chewing her lip slightly in nervousness. You perk up at the sound of her voice, waiting for her to continue with an attentive ear.

"Are...are we friends?" She asks, reluctance in her tone whilst she turns her head away. Her question was greeted with a long pause. Malleus felt uncertainty gnawing at her insides, was she perhaps wrong to think she finally had a friend?

A light laugh takes Malleus out of her depressing thoughts, making Malleus turn her head back to look at you.

"Silly tsunochojo, what made you think we weren't friends?" You had on a soft smile on your face, your eyes filled with mirth. Malleus' eyes widened at this. This is the first time she had seen such an expression, her heart can't help but throb at the sight. Warmth spread through her body, she couldn't tell if the euphoria came from your smile or the fact that you confirmed that you were actual friends; Perhaps it was both.

But accompanying that feeling of euphoria was immense relief. All her worries and pessimism had all been for nothing and she is more than glad that is the case.

Seeing how silent Malleus had been your expression shifted to one of confusion. Noticing this, Malleus snapped out of her stupor and cleared her throat.

"It..." Malleus pauses, attempting to formulate a response. "It was just a silly thought of mine." She finishes, a fond smile on her face.

Truly, a silly thought indeed...

LILIA VANROUGE...SEEKER OF CRADLES

Scared you to death by coming down from the ceiling upside down and making an ungodly screech. Not the best first meeting, Malleus really takes after this cheeky fae in this aspect. Though she did apologize right after, it didn't really sound like she was sorry about it with the giggles she let out while doing so. How could she not? Your reaction was priceless! It might as well keep her laughing for days. Thus, you have sparked the interest of the cheeky fae.

Day after day, Lilia would suddenly pop out of nowhere to scare you. In her own words, your reactions just keeps getting even funnier! The way you look when you brace yourself for a scare and failing miserably to catch her beforehand, is very endearing to her. At this point, you've already given up on stopping her. Though her company wasn't that bad you think to yourself. Usually after scaring you, Lilia would come down from her spot and strike a conversation with you.

It was pleasant to say the least, her voice was calming and pleasant to the ear. Paired with her choice of words, you feel as if you're transported to another world when she tells you stories of the past in great detail. You would find yourself conversing with her for hours, only ending when need be. Likewise, Lilia finds her time with you very pleasant. Precious even, with how much fun she had. The way you speak is so cute to her! Reminds her of how Malleus is like.

Eventually, Lilia starts inviting you to Diasomnia to have tea with her. By now you've already opened up to Lilia and talked about yourself more rather than just general matters. Making the topics for your conversations more broader, not to say that you and Lilia couldn't find stuff to talk about. Anything and everything was on the table when it comes to her. From music, to poetry, and somehow frog anatomy??? You don't exactly remember how you've even made it to that topic. But as the months go by, you start to notice Lilia's strange behaviors. It happened one time when you were having tea with her. You were having a wonderful time when Lilia suddenly rose from her seat and walked over to your side of the table. Confused, you asked her what she was doing. And Lilia being Lilia, just chuckled and told you to sit still with no intention of telling you what's on her mind until she does it.

You jumped when you felt Lilia's hands card through your hair, not used to your hair being brushed through after so long. But eventually you relaxed and let Lilia do her thing. This went on for an hour before Lilia finally stopped her ministrations on your hair. At the time, you thought that would be the end of it. Oh, how wrong you were.

"Lilia...please.." You say helplessly, but your pleas fall on deaf ears as Lilia continues to coo at you while she plays with your hair. If in the past, you knew that letting Lilia play with your hair the first time would lead to this; You would have never let her do so. Since for the past few days you've visited, Lilia would – without fail – start to play with your hair and coo at you for hours on end.

This was one of those times. "Oh, you're so adorable beastie~" Lilia coos in your ear as she slowly drags the tip of her finger from your chin to your jawline. Oh, now this was new. You could feel your whole body shiver from the feeling of Lilia's breath on your ear. Your face starts to heat up as you close your eyes shut, "Lilia, please don't do that. It's not proper." You scold, though it doesn't sound all that much like a scolding with how small your voice was. Lilia just chuckles in response, clearly amused with your reaction.

Still with your eyes shut, you could feel Lilia playing with your hair again. With an occasional crafty hand brushing against your neck. But other than that, Lilia had done nothing more for the next few minutes.

The room had settled into a relative silence, only the click of Lilia's heels every time she shifted her footing could be heard every few seconds. However, unlike reality your mind was a cluttering mess. If one were able to listen in to your thoughts, they would only be able to make out the words: Lilia, embarrassing, and a multitude of curse words accompanied by screaming.

Just what happened there???

That one thought is the best way to summarize everything that was in your head. You had goosebumps just thinking about it, even worse was that it was a good type of goosebumps. You can't believe yourself for reacting the way you did. Perhaps it had been the potion you drank accidentally days ago...

Your woeful thoughts came to a halt when you no longer felt the light tugs on your hair from Lilia's brushing. Your eyes – which had stayed closed – flew open. You quickly raised your head to look around, but as you do so a sudden pair hands grab your face. You instantly felt your fight or flight instinct go up. Unfortunately, before you could even take a hit at your assailant, they had put your lips on yours!

Your eyes widened in shock, a feeling of shame settling in your gut. You screwed your eyes shut, adamant at not looking properly at the assailant who took your first (first!) kiss. After what felt like an eternity, they had finally pulled away from your lips. You gasped out embarrassingly when they had done so.

You weren't given the chance gather your thoughts properly when a familiar chuckle of amusement echoed on the walls, giving you another (unhealthy) dose of shock.

"Lilia!!???" You say incredulously, your voice a tad bit louder than you had intended. Lilia hummed, acknowledging your call. The best way to describe your positions at the moment would be 'face-to-face.' Since the cheeky fae was quite literally in your face, upside down too! You sighed out, almost forgetting the situation at hand; almost. But unfortunately, the memory and embarrassment was still fresh in your mind. Enough to make you disregard Lilia's awkward position.

You cleared your throat in an attempt to make yourself much more composed that you actually are and faced Lilia with a complicated expression, "What...what was that?" You asked, bewilderment and hesitance evident in your speech.

Lilia raised her eyebrows at you, though admittedly it looked a bit silly when she was upside down. "Wasn't it obvious beastie?" Lilia shot your question with another one of her own, you don't know whether to laugh or cry at that. Your mouth opened as if to answer her, but you close your mouth once more when you realize that you don't have the words for it.

The way you gaped like a fish out of water was enough to make Lilia chuckle fondly. "Don't laugh at me." You whine out, the color in your cheeks resurfacing once more.

You decide to let Lilia laugh it off until she can no longer let out a giggle. While she does that, you start thinking. Lilia can't be feeling what you think she feels, right? Right? But no matter how much you try to delude yourself, the fact is plain to see. Even someone as dense as Silver and Kalim combined could see it! You could keep trying to gaslight yourself but you'd be too far gone if you did that.

The urge to bury your face into your hands was strong. But since you had a one person audience (Lilia), you settled on not doing so. Instead you touched your lips delicately, tracing the whole of where Lilia had put her lips. The longer you touch your lips, the more stuffy your heart gets. Almost to the point it hurts. Your motions pause as you catch up to your thoughts, Ah...it seems that you share the same affection Lilia feels...

VIL SCHÖNHEIT...THE FAIREST QUEEN

Your meeting was entirely by chance. There was a research project for Magic History and you just so happened to get paired up with Vil. First impressions between you two were mild, with no particular dislikes about each other. You run over the details of the project with her and eventually decide to meet at the library at 5pm to work on it. By the time you had to meet up, Vil was pleasantly surprised. Not only did you not skip out on her but you arrived at 5pm on the dot. You really are punctual aren't you? Vil thought.

When both of you discussed the details earlier, Vil thought you only spoke that way because you were in class. But it turns out you normally spoke that way. In a sense, she appreciated it, much more pleasing to the ears than Leona's crass vocabulary. Thus, you two went to work. While doing so, Vil took the chance to examine your appearance more carefully. Your hair was tied back into a clean hairdo, thus making sure no stray hairs would accidentally get in your face. You had on the proper uniform, not one part of it missing or unbuttoned. Vil also took notice of the lack of creases on your uniform and gave her silent praise.

You two finished the project in one sitting with flying colors. Vil is more than grateful to you for that. As you went to pack up your things, Vil invited you to come to a small cafe on the island as a payment of your efforts of sorts. You put up quite the argument on how that isn't necessary but Vil still managed to make you succumb to her wishes. Tomorrow, at 3pm sharp. Is the words that Vil had departed with, a bright smile on her face. You can't help but feel a strange dread for what's about to come in the following day.

You made sure to look presentable on the day, you didn't have much fashionable wear packed with you since you expected to stay exclusively on campus. You sighed out, you never expected Vil to be so pushy. After checking over your outfit one last time, you departed from school grounds. Vil was already there with a table, waiting for your arrival. You walked over and was stunned into silence because of Vil's appearance. Don't get yourself wrong, you knew Vil was beautiful. But right now, she seemed even more dazzling. Vil slightly smiled once she caught sight of you and ushered you over to sit with her, all while you stared dumbly at her.

Once you finally came to your senses, shame enveloped your whole body. How could you just stare at her so shamelessly like that??? You sigh inwardly. No matter, it's not like you can turn back time anyway. You sat down with Vil, looking anywhere other than her due to embarrassment. Now that you were here, Vil ordered for you both. As you wait for your orders to arrive, Vil indulges in some small talk with you. How was your stay at night raven, what have you been doing today, any hobbies, etc. You answered all her questions amicably, giving her questions of your own from time to time. Minutes pass by and the waiter places your orders on the table with a well-practiced customer service smile. But even when your food was on the table, the conversation did not cease. Though, you both make sure to talk between bites and sips so neither party chokes.

Hours passed by seamlessly, you almost didn't realize it was getting late. You enjoyed your company far too much that it slipped your mind. And from Vil's expression, you could guess that the feeling was mutual. Before you two set off on your separate ways, Vil invited you to hang out again. And again, and again. Every time you cross paths it almost feels as if you'd both get closer by the second. Eventually, Vil decides that the next time you meet, it would be in her room.

You arrived at 1pm just as Vil told you, going through the mirror when you weren't from the dorm was...awkward to say the least. The awkwardness spiked by ten times when you made it to the other side.

Now, standing in front of the dorm's pristine gates makes one feel...extremely out of place. You sighed in self-pity, just how did you manage to end up in this situation...You hardened your heart. In the end, there was not much you could do since you were already here, so you took the chance to look at your surroundings. As expected, the dorm was massive. What was unexpected but expected was that the dorm looked like a queen's lofty castle. On one hand, it made sense. The dorm was based off the Fairest Queen, so naturally they would pay tribute by making the dorm like her residence. But on another hand, isn't this a dorm for students!? They might as well be royals to be living in there!

You looked around some more and came to a conclusion. Everything about Pomefiore's decor screamed extravagance at every turn. The fact that you're not even inside makes you more reluctant to go...

You're dragged out of your thoughts by a sudden enthusiastic voice from beside your ear. You yelped in surprise. Swiftly, you turned to see just who sneaked up on you.

"Bonjour! It's a pleasure to see you today mademoiselle." Your assailant exclaimed. She had on a wide smile, her eyes shaped like crescents. Whilst she said those words, she tipped her hat in greeting. From her looks, you could say that she greatly embodied the word, 'charming.' Her makeup was very well done, almost as if a professional had done it. And her voice was full and melodious. From her uniform, you can clearly tell she was from Pomefiore.

Well, her looks is certainly worthy of being a Pomefiore student. You praised inwardly. Seeing that you haven't responded yet, your assailant called out to you again in a confused tone, "Mademoiselle?" You let out a small 'ah' in response and instantly straightened yourself up. You cleared your throat in an attempt to regain your dignity and spoke up "I apologize for staying silent and screaming when you greeted me." Inwardly you thought, Technically she snuck up on me but it would be bad manners if I said that...

Your assailant brightened her expression once more, "Aucun problème! You must be Vil's guest I assume?" She inquired.

"Ah, yes. I am. Are you perhaps familiar with her?" You questioned.

"But why of course! I'm her Vice after all. Rook Hunt at your service.~" Your assailant, which you now know as Rook answered, taking her hat off her head and putting it to her chest whilst she introduced herself. Her upper body leaning forward in a bow. She continued, "Vil should be waiting for you inside, I'll escort you in."

You hum in acknowledgement as Rook stands up straight once more. She turns, reaching out to you with a beckoning hand. You oblige and follow her through the dorms gates.

As one expects, the inside is far more extravagant than the outside. Pomefiore is truly worthy of being the dorm of the Fairest Queen. The marble floors were so pristine that you could see your reflection. You worry that your shoes could perhaps sully the floor. You continue to walk on and follow Rook from behind, occasionally looking around to admire the interior. Eventually she stopped, signaling that you've arrived at your destination. Rook turned to you and extended her hand towards the front of a lavish door, beckoning you to knock. You do so, knocking on the door three times before taking a step back and waiting for it to open. A few seconds passed and eventually the door opened to reveal Vil.

Her hair was tied back in a braided bun, her bangs going over the intricate golden crown on her head. She had on her dorm uniform, her long sleeves making an elegant trail on her figure. Her makeup was impeccable as one would expect. Making her already beautiful face much more beautiful than before. You can't help but blush a little and stare at her awestruck. You're once again dragged out of your stupor when Vil greets you with a small smile, she moves aside from the door and invites you in. You bow your head slightly before coming in through the door.

Stepping into Vil's room could easily make one feel overwhelmed, You're no exception. You weren't given the chance to look around properly when Vil ushers you to sit by her vanity table.

Once you've sat down, Vil starts to roam around the room grabbing multiple bottles and hair appliances. When she felt that what she had was enough, she starts to line them up on the table at a quick pace. You try to read some the brand names from bottles Vil had already placed down and as expected, you don't know a single one. Not like that so called 'ever so gracious' Crowley even gave you the luxury having any branded item from this world, he's quite cheap despite being a headmaster of a revered school.

You continue to skim through the brands, making a face or two at some of the strange name choices. Some noteworthy ones would have to be 'Poison Apple' ' Sun Mane' 'Underworld Fire' etc. Even if in another world, companies will continue to be weird with their names.

The distinct sound of bottles being set down on the tables suddenly stopped, you averted your attention from the bottles and instead directed it to Vil. You look at her in slight curiosity, waiting to see her next move. Vil just smiles softly in response before sating your curiosity, "We'll be doing your hair this time around, I've noticed that your hair isn't all that well maintained." Vil says as she moves to stand behind your seat. The dorm leader takes a part of your hair and displays it through the mirror to further establish her point.

You smile sheepishly at her words. While you do make it a point to take care of your appearance, you don't exactly have the resources for it. The money you were provided with came solely from Crowley but it was only the bare minimum for survival. You say so to Vil and she visibly frowns at your explanation.

"I knew the headmaster was incompetent in some ways but this is just ridiculous." Vil says with viciousness in her tone, her lips twisting into one of a scowl as she starts to brush oils through your hair. "This is about the well-being of a student! How could she not provide the necessary resources!?" Vil continues on with her rant whilst brushing through your hair. You don't stop her from criticizing Crowley, letting her run her mouth however she liked. It's not like any of her words were false anyway.

You settled on closing your eyes and taking in the relaxing feeling of Vil's nails lightly scratching against your scalp as she applies more product into your hair. Noticing your relaxed state, Vil quieted down and started to work silently on your hair.

The muted sounds of bottles, curlers and straighteners clinking against the surface of the table and an occasional hum from Vil were the only things you heard in the past few minutes. The sounds only adding more to the relaxing atmosphere. You sigh out, you felt like shedding tears because of the service Vil is providing you after so long of having none of it.

Vil chuckles near your ear, startling you enough to open your eyes. "We're finished." Upon hearing her words, you shift your gaze to the mirror and you feel your breath leave you for a moment. You look stunning, more than you had ever been these past few months. The urge to cry came back stronger now, your eyes starting to get watery. You tearfully see Vil smile softly through the mirror. With her soft hands, she tucks a stray strand behind your ear and places her hands on your shoulders, looking at you through the mirror with undeniable affection.

"You look beautiful."

Made by @femaletwstsupremacy. Please do not copy, use, or steal my work.

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hopeswriting · 1 month ago

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[ID copied from alt text: Screenshot of a bookmark of one of my stories on Archive Of Our Own. The part screenshoted reads, "Skull, my man, had the longest chapter because Author is a simp." /End ID]

read to filth before getting murdered in broad daylight 😭

#ramblings a/w #image id #can't a girl just look at her bookmarks in peace lmao #i laughed so hard when i saw this i'm fucking screaming #i AM a proud skull simp tho let's not get it wrong 😌

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dustofthedailylife · 2 years ago

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dust dust dust

out of all the chests in genshin, which kind is firmly built and biteable?

the answer is

al haitham's

Would you look at this exquisite, precious, remarkable, luxurious chest.

Now, excuse me while I-

I want to bite him, respectfully and affectionately.

#🍁 dust mail #🍁 garden visitor: meimeimeirin #🍁 dust moots #simping in broad daylight #pls this is hilarious LMAO #no lies detected though #I could stare at it all day #link to reddit

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fadinglights · 5 months ago

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— “i-i just… i’m sorry. we’ve gone out as friends so many times before, i don’t know why i’m finding this so hard to navigate.” SIMP DAEHO FOR JUNSO

@solisocasum

daeho's flustered reply brings an endeared smile to junso's lips, while a weight has been lifted off his chest in the silence. the two of them had spent the afternoon strolling through the bustling theme park, junso's eyes gleaming with excitement as he pointed out the towering roller coasters and tried to coax daeho into trying the more thrilling rides. the sounds of laughter, the whirring of rides, and the scent of sugary treats filled the air, and junso couldn't help but feel a giddy energy coursing through him.

yet, despite their familiarity with each other, there was a newfound tension in the air as they navigated this shift in their relationship.

daeho’s reply confirms that it isn't his fault that daeho is unusually quiet, his shoulders tense as they weave through the crowd, passing by brightly coloured roller coasters and carnival games. the usual carefree banter and playful teasing seems to have been replaced by a self-conscious awareness of their every move and gesture. junso can't help but notice, his expressive features shifting from amusement to a gentle concern.

"don't be." junso responds with a reassuring smile, one that he hopes will ease some of daeho's nerves. modern romance is strange, isn't it? he thinks quietly to himself. they have kissed every inch of each other's bodies, yet holding hands in broad daylight is what makes them feel overexposed. "you should know by now that i love it when i make you nervous." he grins playfully, giving daeho's cheek a gentle squeeze. "it's just too cute." he would keep daeho in his pocket if he could.

#( what if i drop this and RUN bye )#junso ft. daeho.#answered — memes.#solisocasum

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ncstalgicgarden · 5 months ago

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YOUR A SIMP, SEVIKA SIMP

SIMP ALERT,

SIMP ALERT

look at you simping in broad daylight🫵

AND YOUR A MARINA SIMP

🚨🚨🚨

UH WHAA, I AM NOT

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hana-no-seiiki · 2 years ago

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What if Chelsea and Ruby Gillman were both boys and yanderes?

Would you read a fic like that? Imagine those two Sea monster boy's simping after their darling. Chelsea gaslighting, gatekeeping and girlbossing them? Or Ruby's clingy obsession with darling's affection and the are close to trying to kill each other in broad daylight.

Well let's hope they ain't in that kind of "season" lmao.

I'm in a hyperfixation wanting to only write Teenage Kraken content and also helping with naming my cat! Esmeray is still disappointed with their slave(me) but the new arrival is such a sweetheart.

Yes. I would absolutely read that. Please provide me with such top tier content fellow cat slave.

#hns.txt💬#hns.ask💌#silversmoke

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worstloki · 4 years ago

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im sorry but this is somehow 100% canon dialogue???

#mobius was like ''not the way i see it'' or whatever and like???? the entire thing was hilarious and this is all i could think of #loki's so ooc it's jumping into comedic territory and mobius is simping in broad daylight while loki monologues into the imaginary sunset #this is clearly a romcom???#sagvydhsbvksdfdsbkf #the Loki show #loki spoilers #loki show spoilers #no please was this supposed to be a sweet moment bc mobius was still pointing the disintegration stick at loki 😭

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shangsclaws · 4 years ago

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the thought of shang coming home looking disheveled and bothered is doing things to this monkey brain of mine

i promise i'm working on requests, just bear with me a sec

#vvie's bs #unkempt hair #irritated and fussy #and he tells you (me) that all he needs are warm hands and a massage #in that purring voice of his #oh shao kahn why must you be so hard on him #why am i simping in broad daylight?#and no this is not about geriatric shang he can die for all i care #gimmie the younger flavour pls

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vilsoo · 2 years ago

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prize counter girl ☆ six

➥ michael afton x camgirl!reader

you’ve been a camgirl for only a few months and everyone loves the content you post. when michael afton porn surfs to relieve his stress, he comes across your videos. the more he jerks off to your content, the more he’s addicted. but it wasn’t until, a few months later, he sees your familiar face as the new employee working at the prize counter.

chapter warnings. none

notes. once again apologize with the slow paced updates 😔but thank you bbys for reading and enjoying <33 next chapter will be steamy and hopefully worth the wait

pcg materlist • previous • chapter seven

tags. @jaeeeeeeyito @xuilyie @matchafroggy @soft-spirit-ren @corrazon @ghostisinvis @milk-bulb @yukkomi @michaelaftonshusband @mikeesz @queen-simp @m00n-drifter @akazxii @setethstuff @roody-y-a @halparkebitch @erensslut @aftonpartner @astrobunny @woahhajime @chiroomii @matchakittycat @sanzu-s @gggwyniee @vintagexparker @wh0rephobic

Working for the first three hours went surprisingly easy for you. The arcade was half-empty this Friday morning and everyone obviously doesn't show up until about noon, where things start to get crazier. If working full-time on some weekdays allows your mornings to start off calm and quiet as this, you had no complaints.

It was better than sitting around at home all day and not getting anything done.

It was lunch break. You head to the arcade dining area, noticing Michael arranging some pizza boxes on the table until he noticed you approaching. By now he's more alleviated and composed around you, like how a well-behaved, professional manager should act in the workplace. But deep down, he always ends up in a sinking feeling, like knots tied in his stomach. Too much guilt, too much pressure, too much underlying feelings. The only way to subdue them, but not get rid of them entirely, was to maintain that professional impression.

"Hey. We've got pizza for lunch. You know, the usual."

You sit across from him at a booth, setting down your water bottle to grab a napkin, a paper plate, and then a slice. Michael follows suit, eyes darting at random corners to avoid prolonged contact or getting caught staring at you. At least there wasn't any lingering awkwardness or some kind of tension floating in there compared to before. Michael is finally at ease enduring the silence where a single word doesn't have to be spoken. But he did want to engage in conversation with you anyway.

"So. How's the arcade so far? Any problems?"

Your softened gaze settles onto his face. "No, thankfully. The arcade was half-empty. Everything seemed very peaceful to me."

Michael gives a small chuckle. "Yeah, there's obviously not a lot of people in the mornings compared to our afternoons. But you still did good out there with assistance."

"Have you been watching me?"

The little smirk forming at the corner of your lips while asking the question made Michael almost choke on his pizza. The slight playfulness in your tone. The subtle head tilt you gave him. Already teasing him right at broad daylight that his cheeks could be turning hints of red anytime now. The flashbacks of you as a camgirl, dirty talking on your livestreams...

"No, not— Not like that! I'm your manager so, like... I just gotta look out for you, you know," he sputtered.

You had this hearty laugh at Michael's reply that he was suddenly amused by. "I was just kidding, Michael! I don't really mind you watching me. I mean, it's important to hear from you on how to improve my performance and other stuff. So thank you for that."

Michael gulped down a portion of his pizza along with his agitation. He decided to not say anything else— just embrace this beautiful kindness you've been giving each other everytime you're together. If only he could offer much more to you besides his generosity...

"Oh yeah. You mentioned before that during power hour is when things get crazy, right?" you suddenly inquired.

Michael was opening his can of Dr. Pepper. "Mhm. But this time you won't be alone at the prize counter. At around 4pm is when I'm stationed there— we'll be together."

"Well that won't be a problem for me at all," you beamed. "Also, what do you usually do in the mornings?"

"Just some adjustments over at Parts and Services. Sometimes you'll see me fixing the arcade machines, too. But sadly I can't stop by to talk to you."

There was this brief glimmer in your eyes; a doe, coquettish expression you gave while sipping on your fountain drink with a straw. "You must really enjoy my company, huh."

Michael's heart raced once again after mentally repeating what he just said. His face was starting to heat up again and he was struggling to maintain eye contact. If you were taking in his words with different undertones, he might as well be subtly flirting or hinting his little crush on you. And hell, you wouldn't be that oblivious of knowing. How many times has he blindly admitted to you so far already?

He nearly stammered again. "Uh— well, you know— It's encouraged for us to build good relationships with our employees. This is a family-friendly pizzeria, so..."

You stifled a soft chuckle, your knuckles pressed against your lips and your eyes squinting away from Michael's face. "Oh my god, Michael. It's okay! You know you don't always have to feel so pressured to act that professional around me. Especially when we're on break— c'mon now."

Michael dipped his head down to rub the back of his neck from how fucking flustered he was. There was discomfort in his stomach and his skin started growing hotter. It was sad enough to say no matter how many times he feels confident enough to be around you, he always lets himself down with embarrassment, especially internally.

"I know you've had a rough morning," you continued, "and it sucks not being able to get a lot of sleep, but... what I really meant is that you don't have to hide away your struggles from me with the rules you stick to as a manager or with your professionalism. If you want to build a good relationship with your employees, you gotta communicate. Obviously, I won't force you to open up to me or whatever, but only when you feel ready. We can always take it slow."

Michael kept his gaze down at the table, your words of courage and advice hanging over his head. Suddenly, he found himself tugging a small smile at the corner of his lips. His heart fluttered at how much you cared for him more than anybody at this goddamn job. Charlie was enough to keep him company before nightguard duty, but even though she's gone now, she never sought out his internal anxiety like you did.

What did a loser like him ever do to be eating pizza with a girl that cares more about him than himself?

You really cared a lot for him. As if his secret crush just couldn't get any worse— your interest in becoming closer with him was a good sign. But he can't let himself admit anything yet. Not until she's ready as well— it's all strictly platonic as of right now. Or at least, that's what it seems at the surface. But digging down deeper, there is this spark below the surface. Some kind of tension stirring— something that just couldn't be reached just yet.

Michael scoffs softly, finishing the last bite of his pizza. "You know, I've never received this kind of, um... kindness before, so I— I don't really know what to say besides that I appreciate you. So much. Your company is just what I need to keep me going."

As lunch break progresses, the tension was alleviated once again. It was as if most of the stressful weight finally got lifted off his shoulders, even though there is much more he needs to get off and confess about. But not right now. The both of you finish up your lunch while other employees were finally starting to come by on their breaks and grab a slice of pizza with drinks.

"So about power hour... What's gonna go down tonight?"

"Well, it's gonna be after school hours and kids are gonna be running around here," replied Michael. "A lot of young adults also come here for our happy hours, billiards, lazer tag, bowling— you know. My father strayed away from making the pizzeria have kids-only entertainment and made it inclusive for everyone."

"Yeah. That's what I really like about it," you acknowledged.

"Me too. On weekdays it's not really that crazy compared to Friday and Saturday nights. I mostly see more adults and arcade couples here more than kids. And it still gets hectic."

You scoffed. "Arcade couples?"

"Yeah." Michael inched closer to you in his seat and spoke lowly. "A couple weeks ago, one of the employees caught a couple, uh... having sex in the neon hallway that leads to the restroom for employees only."

Your jaw dropped in bewilderment. "Holy shit, no way. I just know that was very awkward and uncomfortable for the poor employee to walk into."

"Oh, it was. That was the first time that ever happened at the pizzeria, too. Like damn— there's kids here, you know."

As you two were wrapping up, Michael randomly thought about couples for some reason. Of course, one thought leads to another thought, and that thought ended up being you again. He often wondered about your past relationships, but that was absolutely none of his business. And even if he were to ask no matter how close the two of you get, hinting something like that would be extremely risky. He can't go too far into her personal life.

"I'll see you later, Michael. Take care," you say as you leave the arcade dining area. Michael kept subtly watching you with mire lingering thoughts in his head until you left, relaxing back in his seat and finishing his drink. But it wasn't until someone else decided to sit across from him.

". . . So. I see that you've been getting along quite well with Y/N," William says, feigning an enthusiastic smile. "See why I hired her? Her charisma and enthusiasm is just what we need here. What you need too, apparently."

Michael choked on his own words again, struggling with a proper response after surprising him like this. He didn't know how to take in the question since most of everything he says just sounds ominous or sardonic to him. As much as he wished to walk away from this conversation, he couldn't bring himself to even stand up. He couldn't deny to him that you and him were just together awhile ago. He was about to make an effort on drifting the attention on both of you together away as possible and now his very own father was getting suspicious.

"I, uh... I didn't know what to expect from her. She's just... good at what she does," Michael ruminated. There were a million more compliments to say about you but it could never see the light of day. Or— not until the right time. But on the other hand, William should never know. As much as he doesn't want to turn away from his rules and lead the both of you into trouble, he needs to learn to not let the cat out of the bag sometimes.

"You were so nervous the first time you met her. Why's that?"

All Michael could reply with was a weak shrug, keeping his thoughts to himself. Stay calm. Don't be a dumbass and blindly admit things nobody needs to know about.

"I don't know, father. I guess I just get tongue-tied a lot. But I'm not that nervous or awkward around her anymore. We're building a good work relationship— just what we need here as you always said."

"Hm... Work relationship," William mused. "It better stay that way, Michael. I don't want you or anybody else here flirting around in the workplace. You know our fraternization policy; romantic relationships are strictly prohibited. Especially when employees are in two different positions. We're a family-friendly place and our job is to entertain these kids."

"Wait a minute— Flirting around?" Michael frowned, pretending to act baffled from such an accusation. "What makes you think we were doing that? We're just really close coworkers. Nothing else."

"Sure... keep telling yourself that," William rolled his eyes, mimicking Michael's laid back position and keeping his arm over his head to lean on. "I've just never seen you act like this because of a girl. So I had my suspicions."

"Father, I swear. You trusted me before with the nightguard shift so I need you to trust me as a manager. I would never take advantage of Y/N or any employees in anyway, nor would I violate your policies."

"Well, that's exactly what I expected from you." William taunted, sighing deeply. "As much as I adore our newbies here along with Y/N, I don't want this 'relationship' to be distracting for both of you. She's not just your little eye candy walking around here to keep your life interesting, Michael. Got that?"

Michael pursed his lips and exhaled deeply through his nose. He already endured an unnecessary amount of exasperation and agitation and decided to not argue more.

"Yes, father. I understand..."

When Michael went back to work the next few hours, he thought about what's going to happen now knowing that William will be watching the close interactions between you two. This was exactly what Michael was afraid of— he knew he shouldn't have left his guard down. But... if you could do something as scandalous behind closed doors without letting anyone bat an eye, perhaps he could do the same, too.

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#( ♥︎ ) — prize counter girl.#michael afton x you #michael afton x reader #michael afton smut #michael afton fluff #fnaf fluff #fnaf smut #fnaf x reader #fnaf fanfic #michael afton fanfic

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