๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ฌ๐, ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐!
๐ช๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ ๐ง๐ต๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฟ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ถ๐ธ๐ฒ?; ๐๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ธ!๐๐ถ๐บ๐ฏ๐ผ ๐
๐๐ฒ๐บ!๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฟ
It's like the tangy taste that lingers on your tongue when you bite into a ripe peach, crawling throughout your body in an explosion of emotions. It's warm, pleasing, and spontaneous, never letting you get the hang of it. There's never any consistency; it's like living life on the edge, never having a dull moment with her. Her girly adventures, no matter how keen you are on such things, always find a way into your heart through doing silly fashion shows, trying on each others' clothes, going to pet stores, and cooing at the little bunnies and fishies!
You're nights are filled with chisme, constantly talking about the latest news on campus. Though you're not as invested as she is, don't worry, she'll fill you in; she's good like that. She wants to know your every opinion, but ignore the fact that her input shifts with yours, always wanting to agree with you. Though with others she's disinterested, acting clueless and dumb, with you, she's attentive. She's remembering everything she can while she paints your nails, squinting her eyes, and letting her tongue stick on in concentration as she nods along with your story about your shitty chemistry lab partner, (and don't you worry, she dealt with him for spilling water on your shirt ;)
She wants to be the one you run to, the one you call when some asshole dumps you. Don't worry! She's not like everyone else, she'll help! Let her fix your makeup, she will make it all better if you just trust her. Don't listen to everyone else, and instead, just focus on her!
She doesn't want to think of growing old, of losing her hot body. Though she knows that it's soon to come, she wants to live her life to the fullest, and with you of course (that's the most important part)! She's never thought about the afterlife or what's to come, nor the consequences of her own (bad) actions, instead, she wants to feel your lips on hers, silly!
She wants to feel her makeup smudge as her crawls onto your lap, having your hands mold into her body as she leans into you. She wants to appreciate you, to love you for your body and mind. Though she thinks your tits are pretty sweet, she wants to claw out the heart that's underneath, take it for herself, and wrap the arteries around her own.
As her lips trail down your neck, feeling feather-light but baited as her heavy breath fans across your skin, she lets her nails run up and down your back, hoping to feel grounded in your presence. Whenever she's around you, she can't help but feel giddy, to be filled with this needy sentiment that prods at her brain, begging her body to move closer to yours, to press her nose to your neck, and wrap her legs around your waist.
She wants to crawl into your chest, so that's why she scoots closer, pressing your chest to hers, and cupping your jaw with her hands, careful of her acrylic nails. Her eyes are heart-shaped, practically glowing with the obsession that spirals through her body. Almost wrapping around you like a snack, she purses her lips, never letting them space away from your own, always making sure that you're somehow touching.
These emotions are so deep-rooted, keeping her grounded and whole as she's attached her whole identity to you, feeling as though you are one with her. What would she do without her best friend? She needs your validation, she needs your eyes on her, her, her. Don't look at that guy, or another girl for that matter, you're eyes should only be on her and her alone.
She can be everything and anything you want, just tell her! Tell her she's pretty and fulfill this growing obsession in her heart. She doesn't know what she'd do without you, and she wants to you to feel the same, so that's why she always has her arms around you. No matter where you are, her lips are pressed to your neck, as if a reminder that she's there, always. She wants to be there for you, so she makes you aware of her presence, so you get just as caught up on her as she is to you.
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I have Noah brainrot now that I've done my nails. Could you write something about reader with XL stilleto nails and running her fingers through Noah's hair. Maybe he's surprised when they first get together that she can do everything someone with short nails can (open jars and cans, do and undo buttons/zippers,etc). Feel free to take it in any direction โค๏ธโค๏ธ
Pairing: Noah Sebastian x fem!reader
Words: ~500
Warnings: none
Note: This was so specific hahhaha, but you know what, I love it. And as a short nail human, I hella respect you long nailed humans because I can barely do things with short acrylics on lol.
Noah had always been a bit of a skeptic when it came to the practicality of aesthetic beauty; especially when that beauty was at the edge of someoneโs fingers in the form of long, pointed nails.
Yet, he found himself enamored by her hands, and the way she wielded them skillfully. He was thoroughly impressed with the way that she adapted to intricate tasks, and somehow managed to maneuver things with an undeniably alluring grace.
He watched as she effortlessly unscrewed the jar, something he felt the need to offer help for; but when she popped it off with ease despite the length of her manicure, he smiled.
"It's all about grip," she explained with a mischievous wink. He eyed her hands, thoroughly impressed, as she then moved onto slicing oranges for their picnic, handling the knife with precision and ease. She could even zip up the backpack without any help.
During their afternoon at the park, Noah could no longer contain his curiosity.
"I need to know," he said as he gestured vaguely towards her hands, "How do you manage to do anything?"
She laughed lightly, her eyes shining with amusement. She stared at the freshly done stiletto nails, admiring their shine and sparkle. Sure, they were long; but they were cute as hell.
With a wave of her fingers, she said "It's just practice. You get used to it."
He nodded, chuckling as he took her hand, running a thumb down each one as he held her gently in his palm.
"Besides," she added with a playful smile, "they are quite multipurpose."
Noah smiled again, staring at her warmly. He had always found himself drawn to her confidence- but seeing it shine through in such small actions left him in awe.
Her fierce independence and ability to be unapologetically herself, always made his heart thump proudly. His admiration only grew when he watched her unbuttoning the faux wool cardigan she adorned, as the heat from the sun grazed her skin.
"Noah," she laughed, deftly maneuvering the tiny buttons through their equally small holes as he watched with wide eyes, "see how easy it can be?"
He could only chuckle sheepishly, watching as she seemed to perform magic before him.
Later that night, as they lay together outside watching the stars, Noah felt her fingers slip into his hair. The graze of her long nails against his scalp sent a shiver down his spine, a sensation both surprising and pleasant.
He stole a sideways glance at her, half-expecting to find amusement in her gaze.
But instead, he found something tender; a softness that matched the gentle strokes of her fingers through his brunette strands.
"Does this surprise you, too?" she whispered, catching his gaze.
Noah could only nod in response, words failing him as his eyes closed, head leaning into her touch. Her nails continued tracing paths through his hair as if they'd done it a thousand times before.
"I told you," she murmured with a smile he could feel more than see in the dim light, "They're quite multipurpose."
He laughed then, the sound echoing through the park.
"You were right," he admitted, turning to press a gentle kiss to her palm, โAnd you surprise me in every way.โ
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[at this point I honestly don't think Jinx is going to be the Master, due to the costume reveal and the american accent, BUT the part of my brain that runs this blog refuse to see reason.
Like the Master had an American accent when he was played by Eric Roberts, due to that being a case of him possessing a human instead of regenerating into that form. The last Master died after a bunch of weird body swap shit. What if it weakened him to the point where he has to rely on possession again???
Also he's always doing costumes and disguises. What if the piano themed fit is part of a scheme and he'll reveal who he really is after an episode or so like usual?? The outfit is modest. It isn't anything ridiculous for a time lord to wear. I'm thinking 20% chance of the Master
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