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#i tried to make this purple and black themed for your favorite colors but i failed miserably!!! ASFJLDSJ  red just suits sukuna so much
hysteria-things · 20 days
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i need a part 4 of sinful desires 🙏🙏🙏🙏
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SINFUL DESIRES (part four)
read part one here
read part two here
read part three here
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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dom!nate x reader
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: it’s prom season with your new boyfriend nate. let’s just say, it’s definitely a night to remember.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUT, pinch of fluff, tied hands, marking, teasing, oral (female receiving), a little praising, making out, fingering, p in v, possessiveness, overstimulation
ASSUME YOU’RE ON THE PILL!
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,547
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: i’m so happy you guys are loving the new theme🥹
i stumbled upon this photo and nate got me spiraling like how is the (my) man low key ripped🤣
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“y/n! nate’s here!” your mom yells from the bottom of the stairs.
you’ve been trying to keep the relationship on the down low with him, but it doesn’t help that he’s attached to your hip every time you guys are in school. it didn’t take long for people to notice.
usually, he’d text you if he’s coming over, but this is the first time he’s here unannounced.
you walk down the stairs and see your mom talking to him, but when they see you your mom smiles. “i’ll leave you two be.”
she exits, and that’s when you notice a white box in his hands. “i know you don’t like attention.” he starts. “like whenever your family and mine would go out for your birthday you’d throw a hissy fit when i told the waiter to sing to you.”
you roll your eyes playfully. “yeah, yeah. what’s this about?”
“so.” he sighs. “since we’re official and because i’m not that much of an asshole to ask you in front of the whole school, i got you cupcakes.”
he opens the box, revealing five nicely decorated cupcakes with extra treats around it. it’s your favorite flavor, and the writing is in your favorite color.
you grin widely.
PROM?
the sound of the zipper is heard while your mother beams behind you. “you look so beautiful.” she says and you turn around.
not to sound biased, but your dress is beautiful. it’s red and sparkly with a slit on the side of your leg. it’s off the shoulder and flows neatly down to your ankles. the top of it is separated by a mesh with red stems and leaves stitched on it.
you hear footsteps come up the stairs, and your dad enters the room. “nate’s downstairs waiting for you.” he says, smiling at the way you look.
you get deja vu when walking down the stairs. it feels like the day when he asked you to prom a few weeks ago.
nate moistens his lips, holding your hands in his to put the corsage on your wrist. he’s wearing a simple black tux with a red tie and handkerchief, along with red dress shoes.
“you’re so fucking hot.” he mumbles so only you can hear. “i can’t believe you’re mine.”
prom went on smoothly… except for the football player who tried to flirt with you in front of your boyfriend’s face.
you didn’t feed into it or anything, but you’re a people pleaser. so, you talked back politely to the guy trying to let him down easy. he didn’t get the memo.
your dress is bunched up on the floor along with nate’s shirt and pants. he still has his boxers on for now.
he tightens the tie he wore on your hands that are tied to the headboard of his bed. he didn’t give you shit for talking to the guy, but you know this is your punishment.
he leaves wet kisses down your neck until he finds your sweet spot. biting down, you moan softly at the sensation.
a purple bruise forms, and then he moves down to your exposed breasts. he leaves multiple marks there, squeezing hard at them causing you to gasp.
he kisses down your stomach, chest heaving in the process. you’re getting wetter by the second the closer he gets to your core.
his bottom lip grazes down your body as he spreads your legs wide. he grins smuggly at the way you’re dripping. instead of going where you want him most, he bites down on the inside of your thighs to yet again leave hickeys there.
you whine when you feel his breath on your sensitive folds. “tell me what you want.” he demands, staring at the way your pussy reacts to his voice.
you squirm under the restraints but whine again in response.
“words, pretty.”
“i need you so bad, nate.” you whimper. “please. please, i’ll be—” you stop talking when his tongue flattens on your slit, licking a strand up painfully slow.
his lifts your legs on his shoulders and licks painfully slow again. you wiggle, pulling your wrists away but they don’t move an inch. he tied it good.
he moves away and hovers over your face. this teasing is making your eyes water from the way your clit is swollen from being so turned on without doing anything about it.
he smirks. “i love how needy you are. i bet i can make you cum with just my words.”
uh oh.
you turn your head away, but he takes his finger under your chin and forces you to look at him. he nibbles your earlobe before whispering. “you’re such a pretty mess for me. going to have you walking around with hickeys so people know you’re mine. maybe you can show your new friend who you were talking to before.”
you squeeze your legs together for friction, but nate notices right away and forces them back open. “need me to fuck you real good, don’t you? have you begging for me, right? remember that night i came into your room and fucked you so hard you were limping at school the next day? or when i had you bent over that desk over there?” he points, and you follow his finger and whine.
“wearing my jersey with my name on it, taking my cock as if you were made for it. tied up nice just begging to be used. i’m gonna fuck you like i own you, baby.”
you exhale, pathetically fluttering the start of your release out of you. he rubs his fingers on your clit and you moan loud before he pushes two in, pumping them as slow as a snail. “tell me you’re mine, y/n.”
you let out a quiet sob, feeling helpless under his dominance. “i-i’m yours, nate.”
he kisses your lips passionately, continuing to move his fingers in and out… in and out. you moan into the kiss, the rest of your orgasm making a mess on his sheets.
he takes them out and licks his lips when you open your mouth and suck on his digits. “that’s my good girl.”
when taking his fingers out, he goes back to your core. you rut once his tongue makes contact like it did before, but this time he does something.
your moans come out in bits and pieces while he eats you out like a starved man, hitting just the right spot. “shush. you do know my family is sleeping, right?”
“please, nate.” you scratch at the fabric. “i need to touch you.”
“no,” he says blankly, somehow digging deeper than before.
this time, his tongue moves in weird directions, until you figure out that he’s spelling out something.
MINE.
you pinch your lips together tightly so you don’t moan too loudly from the pleasure, but it’s no use. “i’ll stop.” he threatens, pulling away. “be quiet. don’t make me tell you again.”
he pulls you in closer, your legs shaking and squeezing around his head when you feel your orgasm approach for the second time. you bite your lip hard, smearing your white on his mouth.
he sighs. “i knew you’d taste good.”
finally, he pulls down his boxers to reveal the raging boner that he’s been holding in way too long.
his hands roam your body, squeezing at your arms, then your tits, then your hips, and then your thighs.
each time he squeezed, he’d say ‘mine.’
aligning himself to your hole, you’re filled with adrenaline because this is the moment you’ve been waiting for all night. his lips make contact with yours — because he knows you’ll be loud — and starts pushing into you.
he thrusts deep, but not too fast, making sure to feel how your walls wrap perfectly around him. (even though he’s felt them multiple times before)
both of your lips are red when he pulls away so you guys can breathe, soft whimpers leaving your mouth.
his forehead leans on yours. “what’s my name, pretty?”
“n—” you start but get cut off when his tip gets closer to your g-spot the more he thrusts into you.
“nathan.” you whimper, tugging like the tie will magically pop off the headboard. “oh my god, nate.”
his hand covers your mouth. your moans and squeals are muffled when he starts moving faster. he’s close himself, and all he wants to do is fill what’s his. “fuck, i’m going to cum inside you. you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
you nod frantically, pleading into his hand. he grunts and tries to not have the bed bang against the wall before spilling into you, still thrusting to make sure he coats your pussy well.
your body twitches, feeling numb but so good at the same time as you cum around his dick.
nate wipes your tears, peppering kisses on your face while he unties your hands. they hurt little, but he soothes the pain by rubbing them. he pulls you close, the sound of his heartbeat calming your breathing. “remember when i hated you?” he asks, and you laugh.
“yeah; and i hated you.”
“want to know something?” he stares at you as if you’re the most beautiful thing in the world. “i think i’m falling in love with you.”
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𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!
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misc-obeyme · 2 months
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If you're doing requests, can I get Solomon headcanons, theme "sightseeing in Devildom/Human World", genre is fluff or author's choice if easier.
Hello there, my friend!
Ahhh yes this is definitely fluff. And honestly I think that's the best genre for this prompt! Because imagine what a silly guy Solomon would be, taking you all over the place just to see you smile.
Thank you for participating!
COZY COMFORTS EVENT
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GN!MC x Solomon sightseeing in the Devildom/human world
Warnings: none
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When you tell Solomon that you want to do some sightseeing, you quickly find out that there are a lot of places an immortal sorcerer can take you. Across worlds, he knows all the best places to see and things to do. If you need him to tell you where he's taking you, he will. But left to his own devices, he'll keep every destination a secret. He loves to see the look of surprise on your face when he teleports you somewhere new.
In the human world, he takes you to famous places. He insists on selfies at the Eiffel Tower and the Great Wall of China. But he also takes you to quiet, out of the way places. He shows you a field where he found a rare flower needed for magical potions. He brings you to the hill with a view of what was once his hometown. Solomon shares these pieces of his long life with you, from a time before he knew who you were.
Solomon takes you to some of his favorite restaurants in the human world, too. You're blown away by the delicious food. You're also unsurprised when one spot kicks you both out the minute the chef catches sight of Solomon. Apparently, he once tried to show them how they could improve one of their dishes and ended up making the oven explode. You let out a long suffering sigh while Solomon just takes your hand and runs, laughing the whole time.
He shows you places in the bright sunlight, but he also takes you to locations better experienced at night. Have you ever seen the aurora, MC? He knows the perfect arctic spot to huddle together and watch the bright colors on display in the sky. You may be freezing, but he keeps you warm with his own body and a little bit of magic. He can't resist adding a little magical flare of his own to the aurora's display.
Although he's spent a lot of his life in the human world, Solomon has spent considerable time in the Devildom as well. He will tell you stories about his journey through the rings of the Underworld, though he will insist that you needn't walk through them yourself. He can teleport you to any place of interest. He's more likely to take you to hidden marketplaces and tiny magic shops. You find a plethora of cursed objects and spell books. You try to talk him out of buying you an item that makes your eyes sparkle when you look at it, but it's useless. Nothing you could say will dissuade him.
Solomon shows you places in the Devildom that you never knew existed, but he also takes you to places you may have heard about already. He sneaks you into the Demon Lord's Castle in an attempt to get past Barbatos long enough to show you the rumored torture dungeon. Once again you find yourself laughing as Solomon is promptly kicked out. You're pretty sure Barbatos pretended not to notice you for a short time because you got farther in that you expected.
Although he is no fan of the ocean, Solomon also takes you to a hidden beach within the Devildom. The water is black beneath the moon and starlight. Solomon holds your hand, keeping you close as you stand upon the shore, his eyes out far across the sea. And then, slowly, small lights appear. They begin to pop up more rapidly until the edge of the water is full of bright blue and purple lights. They glimmer gently as they ripple along the waves. Solomon tells you about a Devildom sea creature that only shows up at certain times. You're so entranced, you're barely listening. But Solomon turns you to look at him in the soft light. The way it plays in his silver hair makes your breath catch.
Solomon will take you anywhere you want to go. Just say the word and he'll make it happen, whether in the Devildom or the human world. He loves to see you full of awe and wonder, the way you look at him with delight brightening your features. As long as he can stay beside you, Solomon will go wherever you might lead him.
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mimiatmidnight · 1 year
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I love your new layout <3 so pretty! Any fashion prediction on Meghan's appearance in NY in DEC?
Aw thank you! 🥰 I figured, hell it's been long enough, time to grow up and finally install an actual theme lol.
For the gala, what I predict and what I want are two very different things haha. I tried to flip through some photos from this event's previous years to get a vibe, and it seems there is quite a range in the dress code of the attendees. Some of the women are in full formal evening wear and some are in, like, barely business casual. However, Meghan has proved in the past that she's not afraid of being the most overdressed person in the room, so let's cross our fingers that she holds true to that this year! (And promise that if you read through this long post full of evening gowns, and then she shows up in a pantsuit, none of you will make fun of me for dreaming 😭)
So let's start with the more boring, safe options. Meg has mostly not been one for extravagant appliques or patterns or textures. Especially in recent years, she seems to have favored simple, solid swathes of fabric that instead bring their interest with rich, vibrant colors, and occasionally a unique tailoring detail. If she follows this same path next month, I hope at least she shakes things up with a color we haven't seen on her yet, like the options I've got here from a mix of brands, including both Meg-fave brands and new-to-Meg brands.
Starting with Safiyaa, we've got this fun hot pink Barbie moment; a very regal periwinkle; a lovely pale yellow; this soft pink that she's worn several times before in a warmish beige tone, but instead in this cooler-toned variety that I'd be curious to see her in; and this lush mint look that is certainly a well-worn silhouette for her, but with an interesting new neckline paneling.
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Here are more options with the same idea as above, just from other brands outside Safiyaa. There's a Zuhair Murad in a brilliant orange, which she's never worn before; a Romona Keveza in royal purple; a Carolina Herrera in yellow-gold; a sort of Little Mermaid-esque ombré moment from The Danes New York; a Halston in bubblegum pink that I think would be so flattering on her; and finally, another dress from Carolina Herrera, that I'm pretty sure I picked just because it fondly reminds me of her famous 2019 red and purple look.
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Now for the more fun, day-dreamer options. I'm hoping for GLITZ. It's been sooooooooo long since we've seen her in something sparkly, so here are some exciting pieces that I could still sOmEwHaT realistically see her picking out to wear herself. My top pick is this glittering dream (with my favorite, PLEATS!!) from Paolo Sebastian AW22-23. I could also easily see her in this silver-rooted look from Georges Hobeika FW22-23. (I think it's reminding me of something she wore in the past, but I'm not sure what. Maybe a mixture of her ODLR bird dress and the Safiyaa halter she wore to Royal Variety? Idk)
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I'll admit that these next two are less about realistic expectations, and more about squealing "OOH SPARKLY!!!" First, a column of pure glitter gold from Naeem Khan F22. Next, a festive emerald JUMPSUIT (!) from Elie Saab FW22-23.
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Bringing this back a bit closer to earthly expectations, I've got these options in descending order of formality, so it depends on how dressy Meg is feeling. We've got an elegant splattered gown, again from Naeem Khan F22; a lovely pleated dress with gold foil detailing from Marchesa Notte; and last but not least, if she absolutely must revert to her favorite look of all-black pants, why not jazz it up with some fun sleeve paneling, like this jumpsuit from Safiyaa.
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And to finish this whole thing off, just because I'm so charmed by the idea of predicting these two side-by-side, a blazing flame by Elie Saab and a mesmerizing ripple of water from Rene Ruiz.
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And that's my list! Anyways, see y'all next month when, with my luck, Meg shows up in slacks.
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hallowed-nebulae · 2 years
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NEBULAE THE CUSTOM KEYBLADE!!!
I would LOVE to hear all the little details and thought processes behind its creation (and how it links to your Ven)!! The colors, the shapes, element, everything!!
… you may have already done this in the actual fic or an earlier post… but I —a simple creachure — sprinted straight to that ask button without a single thought flying across the great vacant expanse of my brainmeat💖✨
(I hope you’re having a great Sunday! Your posts are always such a delight to see on my dash 💖)
SJKDFG THANK YOU FOR THE LOVE STHENE! it is very fun
okay so the simple explanation is i went to this keyblade generator, put in my name, went ":0 thats so cool" and then i shared it with a friend.
and then i Thought. okay, so, first of all the name. circuit, right? something that repeats in a pattern, one to the next to the next, like in circuit boards or electronic circuits. a pattern, a cycle, fitting with the idea of the cycle of reincarnation. then there's the "star-crusher" bit. what consumes a star? a black hole. what is a black hole? something that consumes endlessly and distorts and disrupts the pre-existing cycle. alt!xehanort is an example of this, but ven fits it too -- after all, ven being ven is one of the things that made tempests go so far off the rails from BBS canon
the shapes are very smooth and curved, with the sharper angular ones -- like the flux of starlight, like how cycles are forever curved, that sorta thing. the spiky bits drew inspiration from missing ache (the third form, if we assume the default un-upgraded form is the first form), which is a super cool keyblade and very pretty
the colors were mostly chosen because i had two choices: a more star/galaxy themed palette, and a more computer board themed palette. i'd tried a more circuit-board palette, with greens and such, but i decided i like the first idea better, which is where you get the color palette that exists. the desaturated green is that bit of circuit board reference, while the blue fading to green is honestly just me pulling inspiration from young xehanort's keyblade, because young xehanort is my favorite character and his keyblade is neat. the black that fades through purple and blue to a pale blue, with the off-white and pink sparkles is more star/nebula imagry (haha, hallowed nebulae, nebula imagery, get it?). and the pink gems are just more inspiration from missing ache
AS FOR HOW IT LINKS TO VEN
so funny story, the generator gave me this image: Circuit Star-Crusher, dragon keychain, element is ice, strengthened by acts of bravery, highest stat in speed and lowest in magic, etc etc. i initially went "hmm, let's try this with temepsts ven" and i couldn't understand why none of ven's fit when the ones for everyone else did, until i was hit over the head with the realization that i was treating ven as a character separate from me, when the whole point of ven is that they're a self-insert who, despite being an oc, is still me in a lot of aspects. so with that in mind i just went "okay, circuit star-crusher, this fits really well, lets pull out the literary analysis glasses and find out why"
and so! first of all: i love stars/galaxy stuff, and i'm also planning on majoring in computer science at college and am learning a bunch about computer stuff, so "circuit star-crusher" as a name just fits a lot. secondly: the ice element is ironically hillarious in that ven, having a heart of only light, has ice magic but no fire magic to balance it, with light being freezeing cold, and ven being afraid of ice. (they have their Reasons. but its still kinda funny and sad at the same time)
the lower ability in magic makes sense as well -- ven (aka me) has a strategy of "the only status effect i use is status effect of lower their hp", which has gotten me faithfully through all but the hardest of video game challenges, and in those i'd buff until i was strong enough to go back to my beloved strategy and mow down the competition. also -- ven's a magical powerhouse, with a lot of elemental spells that can literally create hurricanes if ven so chooses, so the weakness of magic in the keyblade is a good way to make sure ven doesn't overshoot a spell and make it too strong. as an addede bonus, ven's got ffvii materia to use for spells, which uses a different magic system, so those spells are just as strong and aren't limited by the keyblade!
they keyblade has a decent amount of physical power and durability, so it won't shatter immediately and can do some damage on its own, but i also especially love that its got a long range. it fits with ven -- they use a backhand style, so having that long range means they can swing their keyblade around, generate more momentum and inertia and make their hits hurt worse. bye bye heartless!
i am gonna admit real quick that the shape of the handguard is inspired by ends of the earth; partly bc it looks neat, partly bc a reference to terra is great considering he's another one of my favorites and is ven's dad within the tempests verse story. fun stuff!
the shape of the keychain is a dragon with ears like that because that's just how i like to draw dragons. i can make my SIOC's keyblade's keychain be the kind of dragons i like to draw, i'm already being super self-indulgent with the premise, it's fun all around
anyways! thank you for the ask and i hope you don't mind this long ramble of an answer. i hope it answers all of your questions!
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scottimus1235 · 3 months
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Your new gay Pokemon team: Blissey, Geodude, Kecleon, Mr. Rime, Vanillite, and Zubat!
Blissey What’s the most embarrassing injury you’ve ever had?
I managed to scratch my cornea with a contact lens. I have no idea how that happened and I only wear glasses now
Geodude You’re a Gym Leader! Describe your gym and badge.
Probably very similar to Erika’s gym with a beautiful park setting with lots of water features that makes you think I’m a grass gym leader but in reality I’m a water type trainer. The badge would be a purple water iris on a blue background. There would be oddish everywhere.
Kecleon If you reached into your closet and randomly grabbed a piece of clothing what color is it most likely to be?
Outside of black, because most of my graphic tees are black, it would be blue from navy to turquoise
Mr. Rime What is your completely worthless beauty show talent?
Identifying songs in the first 5 seconds of play with the caveat that they are broadway, disney, or pre 2010 cartoon theme songs
Vanillite Describe yourself with three ice cream flavors.
Vanilla- It’s like my nonexistent sex life. You can spice it up with toppings if you need too but it’s delicious on its own. Also best in a pair with another dessert
Mint Chocolate chip- A childhood favorite, you can manipulate me with nostalgia and I’ll fall for it everytime
Black Sesame- I fail. A lot. Like a lot of the black sesame ice creams I’ve tried. But when I get it right I’m delicious and nutty and everything you want to put in your mouth
Zubat If you had to, which Pokemon villain team would you join?
I’m just a James, needing my Jessie to face the world with rhyming couplets. Team Rocket for life.
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suckitsurveys · 2 years
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Is it raining where you are? Not right now. It was a lot last night and I think it’s going to today too.
Would you ever get a white phone? Sure.
What was the last board game you played? I think it was clue?
What color is the floor in the room you’re in? Grey and purple.
What color do you see the most of right now? White.
Are you more hungry or thirsty right now? I’m hungry.
Have you wasted any money lately? Nah.
How about lost any money? By spending it, lol.
What’s your favorite kind of tea? Green tea and matcha.
Would you rather go back to the 80’s and 90’s for a week? The 90s! My sister says she wants to have a 90s themed birthday party and I am SO excited.
If you could only wear one color of socks ever, what would you choose? I guess just black. I never wear socks unless completely necessary though. Yesterday I was changing my clothes for the gym and then back into clothes for dinner and both times it took everything in my power not to take my socks off too because I was just so tired of wearing them. I hate the way they make my feet feel.
What color hairties do you normally use? Black. I always have one on my wrist. Which reminds me of this really cute thing I heard the other day: Back when Pete Davidson was dating Ariana Grande, he would take one of her used hair ties and keep it around his wrist so he always had a piece of her with him. GOD that got me good, haha.
Do you prefer mints or gum? Gum.
Have you been sleeping well latly? Eh.
Popsicles or fudgeicles? Popsicles.
When was the last time you made a sandwich? The other day for lunch.
Blush or bronzer? I don’t wear either.
Is it more important to you to have your fingernails or toenails painted? Neither is that “important” to me, but I do like to have them both painted, especially in the summer.
Would you rather your sheets be red or green? I don’t think I’ve ever had green sheets, so lets go with green.
Have you bought any bracelets recently? I don’t think so. I kinda want to get some Jelly bracelets again. I used to wear the fuck outta those.
What was the last reason you bought or received a card? I bought a card for Ellen for her birthday and sent her some stuff with it. I’m a little worried it didn’t get to her :/
How do you normally wear your hair? Either down or in a high bun or pony.
Do you use a belt normally? Never.
What do you put on your hot dogs? Chicago style: mustard, onion, relish, tomato, celery salt.
How about on your tacos? Depends where I am getting them from or if we are making them at home. But I love a good street taco with just grilled chicken or steak, onion, and cilantro.
Do you like watermelon? I do. I actually have some for a snack today.
What color is your favorite blanket? Navy blue.
What day of the week is it? It’s Thursday.
What’s the most adventurous thing you’ve done this week? Tried a new restaurant? lol.
Would you prefer a brick house or a log cabin? A brick house with a cabiny feel.
Patio or porch? Screened in porch.
Pool or trampoline? Pool.
Leggings or yoga pants? Leggings.
Do you like b.l.t.s? Yes, especially with avocado.
What was the last drink you ordered at a restaurant? Dr. Pepper.
Have you went to a Burger King or McDonald’s more recently? McDonald’s. I dislike Burger King.
Do you remember your last dream? Bits a pieces of it.
Do you like going for car rides? I do.
Do you have a tree in your yard? Yes.
When was the last time you lit a candle? Last week I believe.
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enhalite · 2 years
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WHAT KIND OF SOULMATE LINK DO YOU HAVE?
please reblog my work! tumblr’s algorithm works best that way :)
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BANG CHAN
for you and chan, it’s always been being able to hear the music the other is singing inside your head. you’d lisren to unreleased tracks and tunes you tried finding on the internet for hours only to come up empty, and chan would spend sometimes hours at a time with the icarly theme song inside his head whilst trying to produce and — why is his soulmate singing icarly, of all things? he’ll give you points for original music taste, he guesses.
LEE MINHO
with minho, your link is more convenient when it comes to finding each other. every time you’re asleep at the same time, you meet each other in your dreams — it’s sometimes a dance studio, sometimes a lake with a bordering forest that swallows everything whole. you talk, and laugh, and you form a bond before even meeting. there’s one downside, though: you can’t purposefully meet each other. no exchanging contact numbers, or addresses, or making plan. just… fate.
SEO CHANGBIN
i think the link you have with changbin is really fun. each month, you get a new hint as to who your soulmate is written on the palm of your hand. it’s vague things: brown eyes, sharp features, music — it becomes a funny joke, within you and your friends, when at some point the hints turn into: brown hair, black hair, dirty blond, purple hair, blue hair. your favorite hint you’ve ever gotten is snorlax, and it became your favorite pokemon afterwards. it’s easy to brainstorm what changbin might be getting every month.
HWANG HYUNJIN
with hyunjin, it’s the inability to see color until you meet each other. everything is in black and white, and you hear of your friends who have already found their soulmates that the world is so beautiful in color; you just want to see it with your own eyes. it’s when you bump into a boy outside a coffee shop whilst rushing to get to the bus stop that color splashes before your eyes. everything turns vibrant shades of green, red — and just how is the sky so blue? the boy apologizes for ages despite the coffee spilled on his shirt, and his brown eyes and pink lips are kept in your memory like an oath even though you start seeing him every day.
HAN JISUNG
you and jisung have the same handwriting, and i’d like to imagine that both of you write a lot — he’s got his notebook full of song lyrics and ideas, and you’ve got a journal, or class notes, or just simple little reminders for the day. every curve of each letter, every size of a word, it perfectly aligns with the way the other writes. it’s a fun game once you two meet each other, writing words and seeing just how similar you two write ( even though you know you write exactly the same )
LEE FELIX
i believe with felix it would be more on the touchy side! there’s a birth mark made out of different sized freckles on each of you, showing where you touched each other for the first time. i’m being entirely self indulgent here and saying that with him, you kind of had a vent-to-a-stranger moment as he was very stressed and u found him at the edge of a breakdown around midnight. you wiped his tears with your hands, hence the freckles that decorate felix’s face. your palms are covered in freckles, too.
KIM SEUNGMIN
for seungmin, you get his initials on your wrist. the KSM is black and looks almost faded, as if it were an old tattoo. he has your initials on his own wrist, too. as he’s an idol, it’s common for him to cover his soulmark wrist with a watch, bracelets, or anything that fits what he’s wearing. it makes it tricky to find each other, especially because you wouldn’t consider your soulmate being an idol as a first thought.
YANG JEONGIN
you stop aging when you turn eighteen, and it’s your coming of age to meet your soulmate. you won’t know that person is your soulmate until you realize — wait, i’m growing older..? with jeongin, you get stuck at eighteen for a while, because it’s quite hard to get to know a boy like him. regardless, you manage to grow old together despite the hardships. love finds a way and all that.
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Grounding Techniques
Mental Distraction Techniques
Pick a category of objects and try to think of as many objects as possible that fit within that category (e.g., types of dogs, cities, types of trees, crayon colors, sports)
Pick a letter and think of emotionally positive or neutral words that begin with that letter
Pick a color and look for things of that color. Notice differences in their exact shades
Say or think the alphabet backwards or alternate letters and numbers (A1, B2, C3, D4, etc)
Count backwards from 100 by 3s, 6s, or 7s or count up by prime numbers or perfect squares
Play "fizz-buzz" with yourself. Begin counting to 100 (or over!), but replace any number that contains the number 5 or is a multiple of 5 with the word "fizz" and any number that contains the number 7 or is a multiple of 7 with the word "buzz." For example, 1-15 would be "1, 2, 3, 4, fizz, 6, buzz, 8, 9, fizz, 11, 12, 13, buzz, fizz." When you mess up, compliment yourself and start over
Think of the words to your favorite song or poem or think of facts related to a specific theme
Pick a word or your name and see how many other words you can make from the letters in it
Describe an every day event or process in great detail, listing all of the steps in order and as thoroughly as possible (e.g., how to cook a meal, how to get from your house to your place of work or school, how to do your favorite dance)
Read something technical or meant for children or read words backwards to focus on the process of reading and not the words
Watch a children's television show or movie or watch cute or funny videos on Youtube; it might help to have a playlist already prepared for this
Look at a current news article that is not likely to be upsetting or distressing
Distract yourself with Tetris, Solitaire, Sudoku, word searches, or other puzzle games
Reorientation Techniques
Say or think to yourself: "My name is _________. I am safe right now. I am _____ years old. I am currently at _____________. The date is _____________. If I need help, I am with ________/can call _________. Everything is going to be alright."
List reaffirming statements ("I am fine. Everything is going to be okay. I am strong. I can handle this.")
Ask yourself where you are, what day of the week it is, what day of the month it is, what month it is, what year it is, what season it is, how old you are, and other present-focused questions
Notice things in your surroundings that indicate to you that you're safe or that you're in the present (e.g., locks on your door, electronics that didn't exist when you were younger, the presence of trusted people, a phone so that you can call for help if you need it)
Describe your surroundings in detail, including sights (objects, textures, shapes, colors), sounds, smells, and temperature
Name five things that you see, four that you feel, three that you hear, and two that you smell or taste, and then name one good thing that you like about yourself
Pick four or five brightly colored objects that are easily visible and move your focus between them. Be sure to vary the order of your gaze and concentrate briefly on each one before moving to the next
Think about a fun time that you recently had with a friend or call that friend and ask them to talk about it with you
Sensory-Based Grounding Techniques
Run cool or warm (but not too cold or hot) water over your hands or take a cool or warm bath or shower
Spritz your face (with eyes closed), neck, arms, and hands with a fine water mist
Spray yourself with your favorite perfume and focus on the scent
Feel the weight of your body in your chair or on the floor and the weight of your clothing on your skin
Touch and hold objects around you. Compare the feel, weight, temperature, textures, colors, and materials
Keep a small object with you to touch or play with when you get triggered. Good examples include a smooth stone, a fidget toy, jewelry, or a tiny plushy
Bite into a lemon, orange, or lime, suck on a sour or minty candy or an ice cube, chew cinnamon-flavored gum, or put a few drops of Tabasco sauce on your tongue. Notice the flavor, scent, and texture
Eat something or drink warm tea, coffee, or hot chocolate, and describe to yourself the taste and texture in great detail
Place a cool wash cloth on your face or hold something cold like a can of soda
Listen to soothing or familiar music. If possible, dance to it
Hum, sing, recite poetry, or make up a silly poem or story as you go
Pick up a book and read the first paragraph out loud
Hug another person (if interpersonal touch isn't a trigger). Pay attention to your own pressure and the physical sensations of doing so
Hug a tree! Register the smells of being outside, the wind, and the sights around you
Movement-Based Grounding Techniques
Breathe deeply and slowly and count your breaths
Grab tightly onto your chair or press your feet against the ground as firmly as you can
Rub your palms and clap your hands or wiggle your toes within your socks. Pay attention to the physical sensation of doing so
Stretch out your arms or legs, roll your head on your neck, or clench and unclench your fists
Stomp your feet, walk around, run, jump, ride a bike, do jumping jacks, or do yoga
While walking, notice each footstep and say to yourself "right" and "left" to correspond with the foot currently moving
Squeeze a pillow, stuffed animal, or ball
If you have a soft pet (dog or cat), brush its fur and stroke it. If you don't, brush your own hair slowly and without pulling too much
Color in an adult coloring book, finger paint, or draw anything that comes to mind without worrying about quality
Write whatever comes to mind even if it's nonsense. Try not to write about whatever is upsetting you until you're more capable of doing so without increasing the upset
Write a list of things that make you happy or look for cheerful pictures to make into a collage
Pop bubble wrap or blow and pop actual bubbles
Dig in the dirt or garden, jump on a pile of leaves, or splash around in puddles or mud
Rip up paper or stomp on aluminum cans to crush them
Imagery Techniques
Picture yourself breathing in relaxation, calm, positive feelings, or strength. Picture yourself breathing out whatever is upsetting you. It may help to pair this with imagery of breathing in soothing colors (usually blue, purple, or green) and out more intense colors (usually red or black)
If you need to relax, envision a soothing white or golden light slowly moving up your body, warming and relaxing every part of you that it touches. You can also think of it as protecting you from negativity or from harm
If the problem is intense or uncomfortable emotions, physical sensations, or memories, picture them being surrounded and neutralized by a bright and healing light, temporarily placed in a mental box to be stored for later, or dialed back by an internal controller of intensity
If you have a clear mental picture of what's upsetting you, mentally change it to something silly or harmless. If you're a fan of Harry Potter, cast a mental "riddikulus" to banish the negativity
Picture yourself calm, focused, and able to tackle whatever problems you're facing. Focus on how that would feel in the moment. What would your expression and posture be like? Make whatever changes you need to in order to make your reality reflect your goal
How to Make a Grounding Box
Get a box or basket
Personalize and decorate it with construction paper, wrapping paper, ribbon, stickers, drawings, paint, photographs, glitter, sequins, or anything else that you like
Keep within it:
A list of grounding techniques that you know work for you
A list of positive affirmations and happy memories
A list of the contact information of trusted friends or family who are willing to help and support you
Small sensory objects such as: scented candles, perfumes, or lotions; hard candies or gum; soft fabrics, a stress ball, a stuffed animal, or a fidget toy; happy pictures of you with friends; a CD with relaxing music or meditation tracks. Try to cover all of the senses
A list of possible distractions such as books to read or movies to watch
Small portable distractions such as a pack of playing cards, a small game, or a joke book
A list of comforting things to do such as taking a bubble bath, snuggling up in bed, or meditating
A small journal or notebook
In the Case of a Flashback
Tell yourself that you are having a flashback and are safe now
Remind yourself that the worst is over, and you survived it. What you're feeling now is just a reminder of that trauma and does not fit the present moment
Remind yourself of when and where you are, who you're currently with, and who you can contact if you need help (use the reorientation-focused grounding techniques)
Breathe deeply and slowly. Count your breathes and make sure that you're getting enough air
Use other mental, sensory, movement, and imagery techniques in order to distract yourself, calm yourself, and reorient yourself within the present
If possible or necessary, go somewhere where you can be alone or with a close friend, where you will feel safe, or where you feel protected or shielded
If there is anyone who you can trust or who will support you, reach out to them, let them know what happened, and let them know what you need, what would be best for you, or what they could do to help
Be gentle with yourself and take the time to really recover. If what helps you to recover is to color, take a bubble bath, hug a stuffed animal, or watch a children's movie and if it would not be disruptive to do such things at that point in time, embrace those options whole-heartedly
If possible, note or write down what triggered the flashback, what techniques you tried to use to disrupt the flashback, and what techniques helped
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I've got a fun one for the spooky season! What would the main NSR characters dress up as for Halloween (assuming they celebrate it)?
Here's a fun fact, anon: I spent some time looking up Halloween celebrations worldwide, particularly paying attention to Malaysia, because I was wondering about this exactly. Seems like it’s mostly a Western thing with some different holidays observed elsewhere, so I’m not sure if these characters would celebrate it.
But hey, NSR is a fictional setting, so why not be creative? Or consider it an AU. It’s all just for fun!! :D
Spoilers for: Zuke, Yinu, Eve, and Tatiana
Mayday: She picks a different costume every year, going as whatever excites her most at the moment. This is usually some animal-like monster such as a werewolf or a dragon. She likes to dress up even if she isn’t going out! She enjoys staying inside and marathoning Halloween and horror movies, and eating all the sweets she can get.
She dresses up Ellie every year too! Sometimes she can find a dog or cat costume that fits her gator, other times she puts something together herself. Sometimes she coordinates their costumes - her personal favorite is the year she went as a dragon and Ellie as a knight.
Zuke: He’s the type to dress as a pun or as a historical figure. Sometimes he gets a little discouraged from having to explain his costume to people, but the people that do get it are impressed or get a chuckle out of it, so he’s satisfied. He tried coordinating costumes with Eve once, and while he enjoyed it, it wasn’t his taste of costume. Sometimes he tries matching with Mayday; they find funny pairs to do together or two halves of their favorite fictional duos.
Kliff: When he was younger, he liked to go to Halloween parties to socialize and listen to music. He liked making his own costumes by taking pieces of different costumes and combining them for a genre blend look, like a punk werewolf. And a few times he dressed up as his favorite artists (Kul Fyra a few times). These days he doesn’t go out or dress up as often. Occasionally if he finds an event he’s particularly interested in, he goes, and now he goes for an artist look alike costume.
DJ Zam: Puts on a Halloween special where his show is longer than usual and talks about urban legends and tells horror stories. He spends most of his time inside, so he doesn't dress up. But he does put on a tacky Halloween-themed button shirt. Also likes to decorate his home and office with cute and corny decorations.
DK West: Not one to dress up, so he doesn’t usually unless he’s going to a costume party. He goes with something easy and classic in such case. He’s a pretty darn good storyteller, and people know this, so sometimes at parties or just hanging out, he’s asked to tell scary stories.
DJ Subatomic Supernova: Not one to put in a lot of effort to dress, but still the holiday appeals to them. Shows up toting black cat ears and tail, of all things. Nobody expects this. Otherwise a black hoodie with a glow in the dark ghost on it. Sometimes changes out for other hoodies or shirts with a Halloween-relevant graphic.
His outfit may not be all that impressive, but that doesn’t stop fans from taking pictures and gushing online about how cute he looks. And Club Planetarium, on the other hand, is all decked out with ghosts and bats circling the ceiling, and a change in colors to purple, orange, and green, and blacklight. Featuring the eeriest and darkest tracks by DJSS.
It surprises a lot of people, but he will hand out candy for trick or treaters.
And he buys lots of candy for himself, too.
Sayu+team: Sayu gets a cute redesign each year. Previously she has been a vampire, a wereshark, a merwitch, and a few outifts that aren’t a character but simply an aesthetic. There are a handful of Sayu songs about the joy or the spookiness of the holiday, or about loving your friend who’s a monster. These songs get played a lot on Halloween night and surrounding concerts, but there isn’t a concert that’s solely Halloween themed.
The team themselves love dressing up every year, looking for somewhere to wear their costumes (and if not, at least for a photoshoot). Dodo likes object and human horror characters (esp puppets) and works hard to make a detailed costume and to copy the movements of the character, Sofa usually goes as an animal-like monster (and loves obscure ones), Remi usually is an anime villain or monster, Tila usually is an anime protagonist (and likes a fancy outfit). They stock candy and try to save it for Halloween night, when they likely make themselves sick from eating nothing else.
Yinu+Mother: Yinu goes trick or treating and picks a different outfit each year! When she was littler, her mother would dress her as a flower or a butterfly. But now, Yinu asks to be something like a good witch or a bat.
Her mother (and previously, her father) dresses up as something to match her, like a gardener. Her parents would make costumes or add on to ones they found, and as Yinu is a little older now, she helps with crafting too.
Other than on trick or treat night, Yinu likes to decorate. She loves carving or painting pumpkins (with her mother’s help, of course), and they roast seeds from carving.
Neon J+1010: Two words. Vampire. Coven. Each boy has sizeable fangs, the classic vampire cloak, and bat ears. They promise they won’t bite anyone too hard~
Neon J himself has a fancier looking cloak with a high collar, and bat wings, and carries around a shiny black cane topped with a golden bat. Since he doesn’t stay in the spotlight much, his staying behind in the shadows seems in character.
The stage doesn’t change much save for giant jack-o-lanterns. But 1010 has a list of songs all about comforting a frightened datemate or being lovable monsters to sing the night away.
Barraca Mansion is THE house to visit for trick or treat, you get cooed at by celebrities and king size candy bars.
Eve: Her brand of horror is psychological and it shows. She likes reading stories or watching movies about tasteful psychological horror during the season (she’s partial to poetry and short stories). She’s carved a pumpkin every year since a young age, and keeps up that tradition. Except now she usually has multiple pumpkins, carved and/or painted, and sometimes makes displays with them.
For dressing up, she has several outfits that she rotates each year. She goes for artsy, kind of abstract Halloween aesthetic. Her favorite components are dresses, intricate shoes, or interesting hairstyle + hairpieces. Her favorite designs to incorporate are spiderwebs, bat wings, and the colors purple, black, and white.
She likes to host a gallery or concert each year with some unnerving music of her own, showcasing some of her more off-putting art (she leans into expressing what seems the most frightening to her, which tends to be some abstract concepts),
Tatiana: She’s always been a fan of classic monsters, particulary feminine or feral ones. So, witch, harpy, werewolf, vampire, etc.
While she likes to change it up, she eventually settled as often going as a fire demon when she was Kul Fyra, combining punk fashion, some homemade horns, and some killer makeup effects, and of course her own fire powers, for a pretty badass look.
The Goolings never did specific concerts for the season, but a few of their songs would have a small spike in popularity as they had some spooky vibes.
Tatiana now goes for a gothic look, something tamer than how she used to be. She often goes now as a recognizable classic witch or vampire to office parties, or sometimes simply just wearing something black and old formal looking. She doesn’t discuss it much, but she still enjoys watching horror movies.
Tatiana happily hands out candy to kids (and occasionally the wanting adults), too. Plenty of people are intimidated to approach her house, but she’s kind to kids and has some awesome treats for anyone who shows up. Although she’s often busy keeping an eye on energy levels in the city with all the festivities happening.
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Readers: We want Red Xiao x Reader x Green Xiao content PLEASE
Exiled: Well yes but actually no
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Intermittent
Pairing -> Red/Green Xiao x Reader
Word Count -> 2088
Themes -> Okay, get this: Fluff, Angst, Suggestive scene (but not too bad). It's a trifecta.
Series -> #SojournerSpecials (masterlist)
Credit: @m370N4 for Header
Warnings -> Spoilers, violence, oh gawd there's so many violence
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Your lover is going through a phase.
Perhaps you should have expected this much after the things that he's gone through, and the things that he is going through. The Archon War does not pick its victims. Saints and sinners, weak and strong, participants and bystanders; they all have one thing in common, they all can die any day now as the war rages on.
The thought of impending doom puts your heart into great unease as your arms tighten, lips softly pecking the red diamond on the Yaksha's forehead as he sighs in what you hope was relief.
The adepti are strong and aid in this war under the stead of Rex Lapis, but on the forefront of greater danger leads the Yakshas. The fateful battle between Osial and the Geo Archon ended not too long ago to put an end against the Lord's destructive ministrations, but Gods do not die, only slumber; his hatred in great intensities brought forth demonic plague that now haunts the blood bathed lands of Liyue. With his indispensable power and contractual obligation, Xiao became one of the five known Yakshas devoted to conquering those evil.
You were no beast in the battlefield but alongside Cloud Retainer and Ganyu you hold well in ensuring the well-being of mankind, but you only wish there was anything you can do to help the true warriors of the Harbour.
"How are you feeling?" You ran your hands through his chopped hair as his body leans against you, still tense. Xiao produces a strangled groan upon the question, a sound you still have yet to grow accustomed to.
It was a side effect even the glorified Archon did not expect. Yet it was too late to back down from the duties, to turn away from the chaos.
"Still standing, nothing I cannot handle," leaning away from your hold, his honey eyes then sets upon yours in gentle reassurance. Exposed fingers softly brushing against your cheekbone reminiscent of a flutter, so light it sends your heart into a faster pace. "And on your end? I have heard of the mortals establishing a new type of governance, how is it faring?"
Xiao hooks his fingers under your chin in full attention, and the pairing with his tantalizing smile sent your mind melting. "It's going-," your cleared your throat of the strangled pitch you produced and tried again, "Going great! Ganyu made it her duty to oversee it as the secretary."
"That is a fine arrangement." He hums inquisitively but you both know his attention was on somewhere else, what with the way his sharp orbs kept flickering to gaze on your lips. And with how his face was slowly, surely drawing near.
"Indeed, indeed." Breathed you as you closed your eyes, ready to capture his lips for a longing kiss, his other hand rests on your lower back to guide you to his lap—
When the shutter doors slammed open, the interruption causing you to yelp as Xiao embarrassingly hides your head to his exposed chest. That did NOT lessen the warmth of your cheeks.
"Conqueror of Demons! I- I'm sorry to interrupt-"
"Pervases, go on."
"The Yaksha of flames-" A rumbling roar of a scream had all three of you shoot your heads up in alert. And within seconds you had scrambled to your feet, rushing out of the shrine to investigate the commotion. The atmosphere had you choking from the scent of arson, black smoke erupting from the burning grass and natural flora around the area.
But in the middle of the ruins had you almost dispelling the contents of your stomach, your hand shooting up to cover your mouth at the the sight. Besides you Xiao dashes past in a vain attempt to quell the flames— the lick of fire that burned the Pyro Yaksha whole, who screams in both agony and anguish over the deep unknown, skin and clothes turning black and charred.
Xiao's swings barely made a dent to the wall of fire that prevents anyone from coming close to the Yaksha. "Please, leave me alone! Let me go! Stop it!" There was an illusionary sense to her words as she screams at the empty void in front and within her, piercing and aching. You called for her name, shouted, in hopes that she may snap out of it.
Dried up tears came upon her ruby gaze as it flickers over to yours. She heard you. Her lips quivered into those of familiarity and she opens her mouth- only to scream her loudest, one last painful cry, as her body drops as a smoking corpse.
Charred and pure black. Twitching and steaming, but not alive.
You didn't realize you were crying until you felt the comfort of Xiao's hand wiping at your cheek, his red fingerless gloves catching the dampness as you released your sobs.
You didn't notice the gradual decrease of red in his clothing until you looked at him one day without feeling a pang on your chest. When you looked at him with only curiousity upon him calling your name, he offered a smile as he cups your cheek; it didn't feel like the same traumatic time when the Yaksha died, your cheek leaning on his cerulean palm.
It wasn't red. Maybe that's what drove away your thoughts.
"It looks good on you," you mumbled as you watched his now black and green hair sway from the breeze.
"Thank you."
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The clouds of Jueyun Karst brings peace to all that gazes on it. That may be the reason why it was Menogias' favorite place to sit by upon finishing her duties for the day, and at times she invites you over when you are done with your own; 'your presence soothes me, it's unfair that Xiao gets to keep you to himself, even if he is your lover!' you giggle at the verbatim the Hydro Yaksha always spouts everytime she drags you away from the other, with a cute yet teasing pout on her pristine face.
Those moments always has you laughing guiltily as you wave to Xiao, who only dons a gentle smile at you two's dynamic.
But she was beautiful and elegant despite her slaughtering hands, with a mind vivid and witty.
And so you find peace next to her, as both of your hands weave cloth into apparels to calm your minds. She had always been an avid fan of stitching and knitting even her own clothes, the only reason you knew how to weave the needle was because of her incessant teachings. Right now she knits a sleeve of beautiful patterns while you took on the duty to make a wooly scarf. Jueyun Karst is cold.
"How are you faring, dear? I have heard you and Xiao-" your hands paused at the implications, "-were witness to the passing of the Yaksha Indarias. Changes are glaring among that of the Conqueror of Demons, but you are a special case who is not under the influence of the karmic binds."
Her cold blue gaze seem to pierce your soul unintentionally and you couldn't bring yourself to look upon them.
You gulped and ceased on finishing the blanket to look at her own work. It was pretty. Tiring and fearful, not just for yourself, but for her too. And especially Xiao.
She holds you close in a soft embrace as you poured your honest confessions; it felt unfair for them to suffer like this, driven to self-destruction or to eternal agony. Menogias strokes your hair affectionately as she reassures your worries.
After all, they knew their oath would come to this.
And they still honored their duties to protect Liyue, for both the mortals and the realm of the Adepti.
"H-How about you?" You sniffled, looking up at her now gentle gaze. "Have you been feeling well? I don't want you to be destroyed by your own mind too."
The Yaksha's gracious smile parts after a pause to finally reply, when a glint from the side suddenly interrupted your peace-
azure pupils dilated upon recognition;
your body flies back upon her powerful push;
blood spurs from her right thigh as a jagged pillar of rock pierces through;
your back and hitting the cliff's compact ground as your vision swims.
No, no, no, no, you recognize that glow even if it was similar to another. Your body whimpers as you struggle to get up, rolling to your side to see the inevitable— the floating silhouette of the Geo Yaksha raises his arm where an orb glows over it, a single eye glows from his shadow...
The last you saw was the flash of neons and black before the world was engulfed by a blinding light.
The next thing you know you were desperately trying not to puke as you cradled the mawled and still bleeding corpse of Menogias, weakly patting her cheeks as your desperate attempts to wake her- to convince yourself that she was still alive. That the spears of stones impaled through numerous part of her body was nonexistent.
Behind you Xiao flicks his head to the side as his mask disperses. His jade spear dripping with blood as her gentle eyes hardened as it squeezes out the tears.
"(Y/N)," your wails turned into whimpers and hiccups, loose arms wrapping around your waist as Xiao pulls you away from the bloody mess. You didn't have the spirit to protest, your eyes still trained on the deceased Yaksha's face as you wept in your lover's arms.
A familiar censer that wasn't there before hangs by his waist.
And when the pain didn't make you weep anymore, a beautifully woven sleeve of blue and clouds adorn his left arm. Those who live after a millenia would not be aware of a reminiscent and deep scar hidden beneath it.
"I was not aware you were out of your domain," the moment he landed, a firm hand grasps your waist to keep you steady on the balcony's railings. Where you're currently perched on, precariously.
You were still unused to the purple cloth that flows behind him. But it matches the wind that comes with him, and the beautiful clashes of colors that makes up who he is now. He was not reminiscent of the red gentleness that he was 2000 years ago, but a teal shadow that lingers at the edges of your vision as a blur.
"I wanted to thank you for purging the malignant monsters that haunted my domain by the cavern," your gaze falls away from the moon as you swing your legs up and over, turning to face the Inn and him yet still remaining seated on the railing.
His eyes were hostile, not at all indicative of the lightness it had long ago. Chest covered in white, and the many memorabilias that dangle with him. Xiao's hands rests on the railing by your side as your fingertip traces the Vajra hanging by his neck, chunky to pointy; Pervases, the name leaves your lips in a whisper.
A guttural growl leaves him in intensity that had you reeling yet still worried for him. Behind his lidded eyes were pure hurt from the fear you conveyed, but he shook his head at all the thoughts that invades. Xiao lets loose a tired yet mocking laugh, "I just remembered something unpleasant."
Before he can turn back to gaze at your ethereal form, you've thrown your arms around his head to pull him against your chest. Your grip and uneven heartbeat alerted him of your will to not cry at his misfortune; such sympathy is wasted on him, yet he wraps his arms around you close in a gentleness that once again reflects his deepest trait.
"...your blessings, not your flaws."
At the sound of your familiar lyrics, as if with a mind of its own, the tension on his shoulders drop immediately into your warmth.
"You've got it all, you lost your mind in the sound;
There's so much more, you can reclaim your crown;
You're in control, rid of the monsters inside your head;
Put all your faults to bed."
Urged the strokes of your hand on his head, the voices quiet into almost nothingness. The Conqueror of Demons smiles again.
"You can be king again."
To the realm of the Adepti and those who knows even the slightest of him, it was nothing to debate about when it is claimed that you were the real reason that the golden-winged king, the Conqueror of Demons— that Xiao still exists today.
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awesomerextyphoon · 3 years
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I love your writing. May I have Loki x Reader? The reader is a sweet, delicate dreamer. Loki has come to conquer the world. He saw her and wants her to become his Queen of Midgard. He kidnapped her. She pleads with him to let her go while she is tied to the bed. He caresses her hair and says she will love him (he doesn't want to use the scepter on her).
***Can I have White Reader x Loki, please? Loki just escaped from the Helicarrier. He saw the reader who is a sweet and innocent creature. Loki doesn't want her dead when he will start battle. Loki kidnaps her and locks her up to keep her safe. When he wins, Loki tells her that she will become his queen.***
Hi! I decided to combine the prompts and make the reader plus-sized. I hope you enjoy! 
His Match
Pairing: Dark!Loki x Plus-Sized Female Reader 
Summary: You’ve tried to live by your grandmother’s rule  of being kind to others, even when the world gives you the middle finger. What if a Norse God decided reward you by becoming his Queen?
Word Count: 1,745
Rating: 18+/Mature
Warning: Kidnapping, Implied Dub/Non-Con, Angst, and some Violence
A/N: Thanks goes to the amazing @angrythingstarlight for beta reading this!
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Loki was walking around New York City, scouting Stark Tower making sure the final preparations of his plan was perfect when something, or rather someone, caught his eye.
She walked out of what looked like a women’s clothing store with a forlorn smile. She was plumper than the average female Midgardian last time he frequented the realm. His eyes did not miss the enticing curves that lied beneath her clothes despite her efforts to ensconce herself into the background.
She was a vision.
Her eyes met his for the briefest of moments and it felt like time stopped. His heart quickened in his chest and a rush of blood surged to his groin.
He had to follow her. His Elskan.
“Barton, tell the others I’ll be out for a few more hours. Proceed as planned.”
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He found you entering a rather destitute apartment complex. Its lights and foundation were a bit unsound and gave off a seedy ambience.
Loki grimaced at her living conditions. When he ruled Midgard, she would have only the best.
Casting a simple concealment spell, Loki entered her fairly small apartment. She began mixing ingredients together for what looked to be ‘chocolate chip cookies’. He smiled as he inhaled the sweet aroma knowingly; Asgard had only recently started consuming the sweet. She soon laid out a batch of thick, scrumptious cookies with a satisfied expression.
They reminded him of better times when he and Thor would sneak into the kitchens and swipe confections from under the baker’s nose. Loki chuckled at the memory; those were the days.
Not ten minutes after she placed the last cookie onto the cooling rack did her phone ring. It was her mother. Loki felt dread coming off his Elskan in waves.
Loki could only make out bits and pieces of the conversation, if you could call it that. Her mother constantly nagged her about her weight, life choices, and her ‘pathetic’ attempts to get over her ex-boyfriend. His heart broke as he saw tears begin to fall and the croaking of her voice as she bid the odious creature goodnight.
Several minutes after she cried herself to sleep, Loki entered his Elskan’s bedroom. He spied her diary on the nightstand and decided to read a few pages.
He was fuming within two minutes.
How dare that caustic pig sow treat his Elskan, her own daughter, in a such ghastly manner! Her ‘perfect’ sister always slighting and reminding her on how ‘she’ll never be good enough for anything’ and her father’s callous indifference to her cries for help and solace only added to his rage. Combined with the way her ex-boyfriend, the repugnant gnat, treated her (he cheated on her with someone who ‘wasn’t built like a blimp’ and ‘the only thing you thing you had going for you were your tits’) and he wanted to speed up the invasion just to watch the horror become engrained onto their faces.
And yet, she endeavored to treat everyone with kindness harkening back to your grandmother. She strived to be the one light in one’s otherwise miserable existence.
Well, she can be his light as his Elskan and Queen.
Loki took a deep, cleansing breath. He needed to stick to the plan. When he conquers Midgard, she will be their queen. She will grace the undeserving masses with her elegance and beauty and he will worship her every chance he got.
He just had to make her see it that way.
Gently, the light forest green glow of Loki's magic flowed from his hand to the crown of her head like a halo. He leaned in and kissed her cheek with a smile as he left.
He hated to leave her, but he had a realm to conquer. Though he hoped she’d enjoy the introductory gift.
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You were in your grandmother’s living room; spacious yet comfy with all of her quirkiness and splendor included. It was odd since you haven’t been in her house since your parents sold after her death seven years ago. You tearfully smiled remembering all the good times you had with her, the only member of your family you gave you any true warmth or love.
Her piano was in the corner, barely aged a day with all the music sheets, pens, a light scratches you came to know and love. You took your seat and started to play the piano version of one of your favorite movie themes.
You were so engrossed in playing, you failed to notice someone materializing into your dreamscape.
“What a lovely tune! What is it called?” A smooth, honey-tinged voice broke your concentration.
You turned your head and saw what had to be the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen. He was tall (6’ 10” / 2.08m) easily towering over any man you’ve ever met. He had smooth alabaster skin, light rose undertones with a little blue-red just under his eyes. His cheekbones were immaculate, somehow looked sharp and soft at the same time. He had thin lips with a fair plumpness to the bottom one. His slicked-back, shoulder-length Ponzu/Shadow Purple hair kissed his lean, battle-hardened physique (if the way he’s filling out his outfit was anyway to go by). All of this deliciousness was clothed in a casual Palm Green suit with a Glossy Black tie and shoes.
It took you a full minute to stop ogling him, “Wha-What did you say?”
“I apologize for disturbing you, my lady. I asked what you were playing.” His voice had hints of mirth which was odd considering his appearance. Most people in his league would give you a thinly veiled sneer of disgust, but he seemed genuinely interested.
“Um, well, it’s called Merry-Go-Round of Life from the movie Howl’s Moving Castle. It’s a favorite of mine. I used to play it all the time until…” You trailed off, not wanting to revisit how your grandmother died.
“You do not have to tell me if it brings you such displeasure.”
“Thank you, um…”
“Loki. Please, call me Loki.”
“Loki,” he inwardly moaned at the way you said his name, “Nice to meet you.”
“Likewise. Please, continue playing.”
And you did for what felt like hours, all while your sexy dream companion asked about your hopes, dreams, anything he could think of really. You in turn asked him about his life and interests; you even laughed at a story of his brother having to dress like a bride to get his hammer back.
You soon became enamored with Loki. It was refreshing to be noticed with actual interest, not ridicule or pity. He seemed to taken with you as well, if his gentle caresses and not-so-subtle lustful glances he gave you were any indication.
You were glad this was just a dream. You didn’t want your heart to break like last time.
Loki was about to lean in for a kiss when everything faded to black.
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You jolted up from the mattress and screamed once you realized you weren’t in your room.
No, this room was…spectacular for lack of better word. It had high ceilings, large windows, ornate chandeliers, and magnificent balcony. Luxurious dark greens, gold, and black covered the room in splendor. Extravagant pieces of furniture dripped with precious stones metal worthy of queens or royal mistresses of old.
“What is this place?”
You tried to leave but was forced back onto the bed by a force field. You tried to take calm breaths just like your therapist taught you in order to make an escape plan.
No sooner did you calm down than the door open to reveal-
“Loki!”
Only Loki was wearing radically different clothing; looked like he walked right out of a fantasy epic. And yet, his smile was enchanting.
“What am I doing here? I need to go back home.”
He tutted in response, “That would not be wise, Elskan Mín. This world is mine now and this is safest place to be.” He was right. His brother’s team of desperate souls were no match for his cunning and Chitauri Forces. Midgard’s pathetic leaders gave up in less than an hour once their beloved ‘heroes’ were defeated, broken, and laid bare before them.
“You can’t be serious, Loki. I need to leave.”
“And go where? Like I said, this realm is mine now. That rat poison of a dwelling is no more and I have dealt with your ‘family’ as needed.” Loki smirked at the memories. It gave him extreme joy squeezing the life out of that worthless pig of mother, breaking every bone in your father’s body one by one, and leaving your ‘perfect’ sister alive with partially rotten skin. Not even the scavengers or maggots would find or want the remains of the scurvy insect of an ex-boyfriend, though he was still alive..just barely.
Well, at least until he decided on how to destroy the blight of creature.
Though he did make sure to leave two of your real friend were treated well. You needed to have someone to talk to while he was away.
You gazed into his Spearmint colored eyes in one last attempt, “Please Loki! If you love me, you’ll let me go!”
For a split second, you could’ve sworn you saw hurt in his eyes and he glided across the room. You back hit the headboard in you sad efforts to get away from him.
“Elskan Mín, I promise to always love, cherish, and worship every part of your glorious body. You will become Midgard’s queen and my goddess. No. One. Will. Ever. Demean. Or. Slight. You. Again.” he punctuated each word of the last sentence with soft, open-mouthed kisses to your face, neck, shoulders, and collarbone.
You tried to fight him, but it felt so good. His touches sent shots of lightning to your core; plus his lips and fingers were cook to the touch provided excellent contrast to the spike in heat.
You started crying realizing how pathetic this was, to have the first person to profess such feelings be a kidnapper. You were actually contemplating whether or not he was telling the truth.
Loki sensed your sorrow and kissed your tears away. “I know this might be ‘difficult’ at first, but you will love me in time.” He hoped he did not have to use the scepter.
You thought about your dream and all of the effort he was putting into this. It was frightening, but it came from a place of love.
Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to stay.
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[ii] - were you always this cute?
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“I promise that I’ll make you fall for me!”
Those words keep echoing in your head endlessly, making you more embarrassed and frustrated. A proclamation you made earlier keeps replaying in your head, including the face that Albedo made making your cheeks warm at the memory of him smirking. Even though you said those words to him, you didn’t exactly have a plan or an idea on how to do it. Were you supposed to immediately act on it or what? How the hell are you supposed to do this? Why did you even say that when you don’t even know what he likes? Saying those words with much confidence because you were too caught up in the moment. Turning your head around to stuff it on your pillow before letting out a scream. Why does it sound so easy to say yet so hard to act on it? Growling to yourself, you sat up and opened your phone. You aren’t going to give up on this easily, you gave your word to Albedo and you’ll stick to it. 
Sending the message you typed, you put your phone on your side as you await for their response. 
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“So let me get this straight… you want to know how to make someone fall in love with you, correct?” You nodded your head, almost too eagerly. Watching her sigh as she sent you a pointed glare. “And what makes you think that I’m an expert in this department again?” “You have a harem.” You shrugged, taking a sip on your drink. Lumine sighed once more, rubbing her temples. “Just because many people likes me doesn’t mean that I’m an expert in love.” Setting down your drink, pouting at her as you stare at her pitifully. “I just need help, Lumi~ I don’t know what to do…” “That’s not my problem.” Lumine snapped, taking a sip on her milk tea. 
Sighing, you knew from the beginning that this wasn’t easy. Lumine could be more stubborn than her twin brother, Aether. You wished you asked help from him but he’s friends with Venti, who was known to be a gossip queen. As much as you love Aether, you couldn’t help but sigh at his rather naive personality. He could be so gullible sometimes. Lumine, on the other hand, can keep a secret and is rather introverted. If you have to describe Aether and Lumine, Aether would be the sun due to his extroverted nature while Lumine is the moon due to her mysterious nature. “So, who’s the boy?” Lumine suddenly asked, staring at you. Pursuing your lips, you hesitantly told her. “It’s Albedo…” You told her.
Her eyes widened a bit before returning to normal. “Ah… I see.” She said, looking away. Tilting your head slightly at her odd behavior but decided to brush it off. “I just want to know what he likes and dislikes. What I should do and what I shouldn’t do around him.” You elaborated further. Lumine nodded her head, her eyes looking away. “The best advice I could think of right now is you should be you,” Lumine said, returning her gaze to you. “Much like the people I’ve met that came from Mondstadt, he prefers people that are true to themselves and won’t let anyone’s judgment affect them in any way.”
Nodding your head, trusting her advice. It was better than nothing you suppose. “Thanks, Lumi! I knew I could count on you!” You said while smiling brightly at her. You didn’t notice how forced her smile is or the bitterness behind her words. “Glad to help as always…”
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Walking through the hallways with your mind drifting off as usual, and because of this, you didn’t notice the person in front of you. Which resulted in you accidentally colliding with them. “Sorry! I wasn’t looking.” You apologized, looking up to meet a pair of pointed cold amber eyes, much colder than Albedo’s and much fiercer. His hair green with a streak of light green and a purple diamond-shaped on his forehead, wearing a black-themed outfit. He seems familiar to you for some reason… “Watch where you’re going next time.” He huffed, turning around and walking away from you. Glaring at his retreating figure before rolling your eyes. “Rude.”
Deciding to just ignore the rude emo boy, you continued your way to your class. Adjusting the straps of your bag, you arrived at your destination. Taking a breath before sliding the door to enter, immediately getting swarmed by greetings from your classmates. Returning the gesture with a greeting of your own, you made your way to your desk. Hu tao’s bag or hat isn’t present yet on her desk so you assume that she’ll be late again. Taking a peek at the desk horizontally to yours in a different row (so like his seat is northwest from yours), you noticed he wasn’t there either. Probably in the lab, making some experiments before class starts. Shrugging, you take a seat and start to set up the things you need for your first period. 
Grabbing a spare notebook and flipping the pages until you find a blank page, you then grab a pencil and start to sketch. It wasn’t anything special or amazing compared to those art students who are amazing in drawing and painting, it was just a simple glaze lily that you saw while on your way to school. Stroking your pencil absentmindedly but still with precision, your mind half there but at the same time not. While stroking the petals of the flower, you didn’t notice someone watching you sketch from the side. “Your drawing skill is quite excellent. The way you accurately stroke your pencil with how glaze lily looks like… I’m quite impressed.”
Flinching at the sudden familiar deep voice, you slammed your notebook in surprise, whipping your head to the side to see Albedo staring at you. Locking eyes with one another, he tilted his head. “Why’d you stop?” He asked, his mouth in a small frown. Feeling your face heating up, you looked away. “I-It’s not that great. I was just… drawing randomly.” You said, your mind still not with you. Fidgeting slightly, you heard him hum in response and shuffling sound. “Really? I don’t see it that way.” Slowly raising your head to him but not quite meeting his eyes, you raise a brow, “What do you mean?”
“I think it’s lovely. Far better than any drawings I’ve seen so far.” Giving you a small smile before walking to his desk, leaving you dazed at what happened. After a few moments your mind finally comprehends what’s happening, you slammed your head to your desk, earning a lot of weird and concerned looks from your classmates. Only one found your reaction adorable and amusing. “Heyy~ are you trying to kill yourself or something~?” You heard your friend’s voice echoing beside you. “If you want to die already, I can give you a discount for being my best friend~!”
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Albedo watches as the teacher continues to teach the rather boring topic that he knows already. Tapping his pen once in a while on his desk as he wishes for classes to end already. If he would have to choose his favorite teacher so far, it’ll be Mr. Zhongli. The way he teaches is rather unique, and what Albedo admires about him is his endless knowledge about certain things, most especially glaze lilies. Speaking of glaze lily, he looked at the corner of his eyes to see you almost asleep on your desk. Eyes almost closing and head on your palm, as you tried to stay awake. He watches amusingly as your head almost falls over and the desk. Hiding his growing smile behind his palm, he stares forward again.
“Miss [L/N]. Are you listening or are you busy trying not to fall asleep there?” The teacher’s voice boomed through the room, making everyone jump, most especially you. Watching your reaction at the corner of his eyes, he watches as you sit up straight, not anymore sleepy. “No ma’am! Sorry…” You said while smiling sheepishly. Stifling his chuckle as the teacher huffed at your response. “If I see you sleeping again, I’ll give you detention and more homework.” Nodding at what your teacher said, he watches as Hu tao teases you. His eyes look at your smiling face, the way your eyes wrinkle when you smile, when your nose scrunches up, and the way your eyes shine. 
Were you always this adorable?
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“Ah, miss [L/N]. May I have a favor to ask you?” The silky and commanding voice of your economics teacher rang through the room after the bell finished ringing. Looking up to meet the ruby-colored eyes of miss Ningguang, you hesitantly nodded your head. Bidding a quick goodbye to Hu tao, you quickly made your way to your teacher. She crossed her arms as she smiled at you softly, which made her look more beautiful. “What is it, miss Ningguang?” “I need you to deliver something for me. You see, a fellow colleague of mine was in a hurry earlier and requested me to bring these supplies to the laboratory. But I still have a meeting to attend to now, so can I ask you to deliver these to Laboratory 2? Just place it on any desk.” She explained. Laboratory 2? Isn’t that where Albedo’s club is? You decided to nod your head since you have nothing better to do anyway, and gives you an excuse to see Albedo but no one needs to know about that. “Sure miss Ningguang! I’ll deliver these for you.” 
“Good. You are dismissed now.” 
Carrying the box that contains the supplies, you carefully navigated through the hall, minding other students and being careful not to bump into any of them. Laboratory 2 was upstairs near the third-years. “Ah! Miss [Y/N]!” Someone’s voice called from behind, making you look and see Sucrose smiling bashfully. “How are you, miss [Y/N]?” She asked, going to your side and noticing the box you’re holding. “And what’s in the box?” “It contains supplies for Laboratory 2. Miss Ningguang made me deliver it.” You answered while smiling. “And I’m doing alright. You?” Sucrose nods her head enthusiastically. “I’m doing excellent! I managed to recite in class without stuttering today!” Chuckling at her enthusiasm, you would’ve hugged her if it weren’t for the box you’re holding. 
“That’s great! Good job.” She laughs sheepishly, her pale cheeks turning pink, still not used at how openly you praised her. “Anyways! I’m actually heading to Laboratory 2 now. Why don’t we go together?” Nodding your head, you two continued your walk to the lab, talking along the way. You knew Sucrose ever since she moved to the house right next to yours, effectively making her your neighbor. She was still as shy as ever, even when you two were kids. Even though you were older than her by three years, it doesn’t stop you to hang out with Sucrose. Sucrose actually skipped two years during middle school, which makes her the youngest among the first years. 
You soon arrived at your destination making your conversation with your shy friend come to an end, sliding the door for you. “Thanks.” Entering the room, your eyes immediately landed on the figure inside, who was busy sketching something in the paper. “Good afternoon Mr. Albedo.” Sucrose greeted, which made Albedo look up to see you and Sucrose entering the room, he nodded in greeting “Good afternoon Sucrose. What brings you here, [Y/N]?” He asked, curious why you’re here until he noticed the box in your hands and realized why you’re here. “Ah. Is that the supplies? Thank you for bringing it.” Setting down his clipboard on the table and walked to where you stood. Sucrose went in already and started to set her things up on another desk, which you guessed hers. 
“This must’ve been heavy. Sorry for the inconvenience.” He said, getting the box from you and gently placing it on a spare desk. “No no! It’s okay.” You said, reassuring him with a smile on your face. He nodded his head while glancing at Sucrose, who was now busy with tinkering an old-looking clock. His eyes glanced back at you. “Are you about to go home now?” He asked, his eyes unconsciously inspecting your face which made you self-conscious. Starting to play with your hands, you shake your head. “N-Not really. Since I have nothing better to do, I’ll drop by the library today.” You said, averting your eyes. Humming at your answer, he nodded his head. “I see.. Take care then.”
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“Ah, Sucrose. I have to go now. I forgot that I have to pick-up Klee at her school.” Albedo announced when he realized how much time had passed after he glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. Sucrose nodded her head while smiling slightly. “Ok, Mr. Albedo. Take care while going home!” “Same to you.” After Albedo closes the door, he sighed while running a hand through his hair. An experiment has gone wrong earlier when Sucrose accidentally gave him the wrong potion, as much as he was annoyed, he doesn’t have the heart to scold the soft-hearted girl so he lets it go. Opening his eyes and adjusting his bag, he started to walk through the empty halls. It was already 6, which means almost everyone is gone from school, save from those people that have clubs. 
When he steps out, he takes a deep breath. He’s been inside that lab for a long time now, it’s nice to have fresh air now. While walking though, he passed by an open window. His eyes decided to take a peek inside and noticed a familiar person sleeping peacefully in the window, you. You were sleeping on top of your arms, facing at the side making Albedo see your peaceful sleeping face, and underneath your arms was a book. Furrowing his brows, he stopped walking and stared at your sleeping figure. Don’t you know how dangerous it is to sleep in an open window? What if someone passed by and took a picture of you? Or stolen something from you? Or someone stupid deciding to kidnap you?
Huffing at your naivety, but he can’t help but watch you sleep. A strand of hair fell on your face, almost like an instinct, Albedo’s hand moved on its own and tucked the strand behind your ear. By now, he was close enough to see the smallest details in your face. Normally, he doesn’t care about anyone. But why does this person make him feel things that he’s never felt before with anyone? Sighing as he leans back, turns around before leaning on the wall and sliding down. What did you do to him to make him feel this way? Feeling his cheeks heat up, he huffed. 
Ever since you made that declaration the other day, he couldn’t get you off his mind. Out of everyone in his class, he noticed you the most. He thought it was because of how often you get in trouble with the teacher or your hyperactive friend. But when you confessed to him that day, he felt his heart skip a beat. He recalled how scared he was, why did it beat? If he was being honest, he didn’t know what he was saying until he heard you sobbing. He made you cry. Never in his life thought he would experience this kind of pain. But the almighty Albedo would never admit it. 
This is not love, he thought as he stood up and adjusted the strap of his bag on his shoulder. Taking a glance at your sleeping figure, now noticing that you’re slightly shivering. He sighed as he started to walk. “I’m not in love.” He mumbled under his breath. 
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Taking a Risk » Mallek Adalov/Reader
Wordcount: 2.3k words
Warnings: Swearing, fluff, stressed out reader, chillboy Mallek. TYping quirk only used when texting cause I could not be bothered lmao Originally posted on AO3
A/N: One of my favorite things that I’ve written, ever. I love Mallek and he’s for sure one of my favorite Friendsim characters. When I wrote this I was really feeling those Quarantine Woes
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You didn't know what you were doing here. You felt out of place in the worst possible ways. It was a weird, squidgy feeling like stepping on wet grass. But not like the fun kind where you were running around in a sprinkler on a hot-as-balls summer day. No, this was the bad kind of wet grass that you stepped on without knowing it was wet. Why weren't you wearing shoes?
This analogy is stupid. The point is, you're feeling bummed out.
And what better way to not have to deal with that than hang out with someone you knew wouldn't push you into talking about all the ways crashing on this planet sucked! The point is, you're on your way to see Mallek. Mallek is absolutely the kind of friend who can tell when you just need to sit down and veg out. You had been so caught up in everyone else's bullshit that you weren't looking after your own damn self. So now you were doing that.
All it took was a quick text, asking Mallek if he had any company. He texted back only a moment later with a no, obviously not. You asked him if he wanted any. Not really. You ask him if you can come over anyway. Obviously.
You smiled at the palmhusk in your, well, palm. You could already feel the chill vibes of your hacker friend. Friend? Was that the right word for it? You didn't know anymore. When you first met there were definitely some sparks there. You could still feel them now and it made weird butterflies flutter around in your stomach. When you slapped his phone out of his hand and he sent you ass over applecart into the slimy depths of sewer water and he saved you, tits out and all.
You shook off the weird wistful feeling of maybe possibly crossing the friendship barrier and told him you'd walk to his hive. You'd been moping in some bookhive, not your usual hang-out spot with Tagora or Tyzias. This was some upper caste bookhive with purple bloods and some indigos and definitely not where you were welcome if the looks you were getting were any indication. They ranged from snooty to downright murderous. Yeesh.
Your phone -palmhusk, stupid troll names- beeped again. You got another text from him and those cheery fucking butterflies were back. God, you had it bad.
yeah were not doing that lmao;
im not going to let my robobuddy walk out in the sun
do you even know what time of day it =
just stay put ive already got your location ill pick you up;
And like a good little friendsimp. You park your ass on a chair and wait. You hadn't released your moping had taken up most of the night. But with the quick look around, yeah, no, this place was nearly empty by now. Just some older bluebloods trying to cram before their Ordeals and get shipped off-planet. Again: Yeesh.
You kept your ears open for the telltale sound of Mallek's limo. It was a sound you were getting used to these days. He always seemed ready to drop whatever coding shit he was working on to come to see you. You tried not to think too hard on what that might mean. No need to get your hopes up now. It's probably just your bad mood making you imagine some context where there's nothing. Yeah.
Damn, that shit hurted.
Just as you were about to add that to the reasons you were considering just screaming your lungs out who cares whose listening? you heard the wonderfully familiar sound of an approaching elongated scuttlebuggy. If that wasn't enough of a clue as to who the ride was for the quiet of the bookhive was very abruptly disturbed by a series of rhythmic beeps.
Holy shit was that the Tetris theme?
You shoved your palmhusk into your hoodie pocket and yanked the hood over your head. Even if the sun was only out a little bit you didn't want it anywhere near your freshly healed skin. You had no kind cowgirl to nurse you back to health right now if you got your asscheeks baked by the flaming death orb. You peeked your head out and even with the blinding light of Alternia's suns you could Mallek had opened the door and was waiting for you.
Aw. No, shit. You're in a bad mood don't get all heart eyes at him. Don't make it weird.
You took a few steps back into the bookhive, ready to make a run for it. You turn to a sitting indigoblood, who is just staring at you disdainfully for keeping the door open. You give her a two-fingered salute. Godspeed young cosmonaut. She gives you a one-fingered salute. Close the door you insufferable bulgebiter. Fair.
Taking a running start, you book it out into the heat of the Alternian sun and dive for the open car door. It's then that you realize he's halfway parked on the sidewalk to lessen the amount of time you'd have to spend in the sun. Aw. That also means that you came barreling like a cannonball at something that was like two feet out of the door. FUck.
Your face meets carpet and you can already feel the rugburn starting to set in. You hear a startled wheezy laugh from above you, a sound you know better than anyone else on this planet. You smile. It's not like you had any dignity to begin with.
You say hello to him as you peel yourself off of the floor of his car.
"Hey, there robobuddy. You stuck the landing this time," He smiles down at you as he reaches over you to shut the door, closing the space out from natural light and leaving you both lit by his colorful LEDs. You shrug and tell him you've been getting a lot of practice landing on your face these days. The look he gives you is still smiling but there's some level of disbelief at the dumbassery that is your whole existence.
"I know you can get yourself into it. Nothing too bad this time, though, right? No drones or broken bones?" He sounds concerned which is nice but he doesn't drown you with his concern. He leans back on the bench of his limo, keeping an eye on you as the vehicle begins to move on its own. You've been staying out of big messes but the little messes are starting to mess with you. He makes a sound of understanding the sounds as it comes from deep in his chest. Whoa. "Believe me, I've been there. Glad you're not cracking under it though."
He smiles and you can see his little fang and you can feel your heart melt a little. And also you're getting a bit teary-eyed and now Mallek looks alarmed. Shit. You try to quickly explain that you're fine, just, alien allergies am I right? He must be using some new air freshener to mask the musty smell of his limo. Since doesn't use it enough. Ha ha?
He isn't buying it.
With a rare show of cerulean prowess, he lifts you up off of the shitty car rug and sets you on the seat beside him. He feels uncomfortable and you can tell. Ah, goddammit you made it weird. You didn't mean to. Fuck. Fuck now you're feeling even worse. You thought you were starting to balance out. You're with Mallek now, shouldn't everything start to quiet down like it always does? Fuck. He doesn't say anything at first, just leans back against the seat and stretches his arms across it, letting you lean on him if you choose to.
...You choose to.
Your head finds itself somewhere between his shoulder and his collarbone, and you just. Shove your face there. Then scream.
To his credit, Mallek doesn't even flinch. He doesn't wince or shy away from you as you let out every bit of anger, sadness, and frustration out against his sweater. He just sits quietly, staring straight at the blacked-out windshield. You get the feeling he's needed to do this more than once.
Screw this planet. Screw everything about it that makes all of your friends suffer. Why can't you just get them away from all this bullshit?! Why do you have to deal with everyone's bullshit! You love them, you do but holy fuck they're looking to you like you can undo all the damage this place has done to them when you've got literally no god damn idea what's happening at any point ever!
And then, just like that, it fades into the background. Your throat hurts. Your head hurts and you think you might be crying. But it feels lighter. Better now that you've gotten some of that aggression out. You aren't like the trolls on Alternia. You can't kill people when you experience an Emotion™. But that doesn't mean you don't get pent up with rage.
Mallek realizes that now. He lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding and his left hand slowly moves down from the back of the seat the rest against your back. His thumb brushes against your back, the claw drawing little patterns against the fabric of your sweater. His sweater. He tries not to think his sign your chest. This isn't the time.
"Feeling any better?" He asks and you don't know how to answer. You kinda don't want to. But you nod anyways, and you feel some tension leave his body. You knew he was worried about you. You apologize for making him witness your meltdown but he just makes another deep-chested hum. "Nothing to apologize for. I got the feeling you weren't feeling great. I could tell from the texts, you didn't use nearly enough ugly emojis."
You scoff and smack a hand against his chest and once again you hear that wonderful laugh from him. Hey! Your purrbeast emojis are adorable, thank you very much! And you'll not hear another word of it or else you'll send him pictures of rocks and rocks exclusively. No more memes.
"Jokes on you I'm into that shit." You laugh and thump your head against his collarbone. You thank him for being with you when were needed it. And picking you up to make sure you didn't deal with it alone. You don't want to make it weird but...yeah.
He doesn't respond this time, just letting you both enjoy the silence and the comforting sound of the engine. You should almost be at Mallek's apartment by now. It's as you're settling in for the last bit of the drive that you notice that the limo isn't moving. And hasn't been for a while. Your head pops up in confusion and the little GPS display on the back of one of the seats says... yep.
You're already at Mallek's.
But then why is the engine still on? That can't be good for the environment. Do these things even run on gas or is it bugs? Bug gas? Gross.
You notice then that the rumbling is coming from behind you. Like. From where Mallek is sitting. He doesn't look away when you turn to him, just kind of tilting his head to the side with a little bit of a cerulean hue to his cheeks. Oh. Oh, the sound is coming from him. He's purring. That's.
That's adorable.
You feel yourself soften even more when he lifts his arms, silently offering a hug if you want it. Is this platonic? Is this more? You've never had too much trouble identifying what people wanted from you. (Debatable.) If was overtly flushed you could shut it down or divert it to something very much friends only. (Like your every exchange with Zebruh.) But did you even want to do that to your hackerman? You could feel yourself screaming, no, absolutely not. But at the same time, you didn't want things to change. You didn't want to make his issues any worse than they already were. He didn't have too much longer on the planet and you knew it would tear him apart.
But then he turned those blue eyes to you. He looked just as unsure as you were but he was willing to take the risk. He shoved himself so far out of his comfort zone for you and was asking you to be selfish. To want something for yourself and do something for yourself. Not put him or anyone else's wants first. Just your own. And so you did.
You crawled up into his lap, pressed yourself as close to him as you could and clung to him. His arms didn't hesitate to wrap around you and you could feel a shuddering breath from above you.
"We don't have to put a label on this... not yet. Or ever. Either way is chill with me. I just... yeah." He gave up with a little shrug of his shoulders but you knew what he meant. Unless you could find a way to fight fate he was going to go off-world. He was going to leave you and you doubted you'd be able to go with him. You'd probably get gored by a drone for even trying.
But even if it was just for now, just for a moment, you were going to take it. You were going to let yourself have something, have someone who would care for you no matter how long or short your time was. You'd take it. You had stomached some of the most horrible things on this planet but Mallek had always been a constant. And you got the feeling he thought the same way about you.
So, you'd take it. Whatever comes next, you'd take it. You listened to the sound of his purring, in no hurry to move to get inside the apartment. Mallek felt the same.
You exhaled.
You would be okay.
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I love to read anything with vulnerable billy! 🥺
Kitschy, Campy, and Kooky: Pillowcases from Beyond the Veil.
Day Four: Sunglasses
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Part One: Rockwell
His mother got into patterning and draping only hours, it seemed, before she disappeared from his life. Her slim, pale fingers cutting and measuring fabric. Sewing strips together and leaving room for true craftsmanship, hands shaking even as the bruises on her arms were laid to rest.
Billy’s mother started out easy, with fleece blankets and cushion covers that complimented the wallpaper in their living room; mustard yellow and fern green and burnt orange. Colors that brought fall raining down from the heavens on even the hottest days of summer.
Autumn was their favorite. Autumn meant snuggling up to watch I Was a Teenage Werewolf and Bewitched, Billy’s eyes drooping closed as his mother read the Archie comics to him under blankets that had little pumpkins and candy corns on them.
Autumn was magical.
Autumn was firewood and hot chocolate and bat shaped fairy lights above the hole in the wall. Halloween. That was always Billy’s favorite.
His mother started sewing pillow cases after Neil caught him sucking his thumb the first time.
It was Autumn. Just before Halloween, or maybe right after. The sky was thick with rain and fog and they were happy.
Happy things never lived long, in their house, for it had to be cultivated. Watered and fertilized. No, their happiness was locked away in a dark room, only to be brought out and held when the house was empty.
They didn’t have enough money in the bank that year to buy a new pillow case, after Billy’s shield was torn to pieces, but they had fabric. Shelves and dressers full of the stuff, spilling out from between the tinges of pain in his cheek.
Neil slammed through the front door and Billy’s mother tried to fix what had been broken.
She got on her knees and straightened his Addams Family pajamas. Took his hands and tried to get him to look her in the eye. “Pick out whatever you want,” She said. His mother’s voice sounded like running water, like swelling rivers. “I have every color. What kind of print do you want, Billy?”
But Billy couldn’t move.
His feet had grown roots, travelling through the hardwood floor and down into the basement. Past his mother’s cutting table and beyond her sewing machine, into the depths of the Earth.
Billy felt himself sinking. Felt himself be buried alive, as his mother rubbed the backs of his hands and tried to bring their happiness back out into the light.
--
The pillowcase was purple. Just close enough to pink that Billy knew his father would tear it to shreds if he ever saw it himself, but the shade was also mysterious. Blue, like the raging seas during a hurricane. Dark and spooky and smooth like silk against his skin, but also happy, too.
Autumn themed.
Halloween themed, with little bats wearing sunglasses.
“So you can had a slice of your two favorite times of the year, all at once. Summer and Fall, too.” His mother said. She gave Billy the chance to enjoy his gift by hiding the case in plain sight, as the flip side to a slate gray monstrosity that reminded Billy of Neil. Of the eyes, that were always watching.
Billy loved his pillowcase.
Through November and into Yule. Past frozen rivers and into spring, when his mother’s sewing machine disappeared.
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Part Two: Bates
The pillowcase was a puzzle Steve knew he was never going to solve.
The fabric was worn thin. Torn and fraying along the seams and sporting a rip down one side, the result of hundreds and thousands of nights in bed with a boy who slept with a pillow cradled against his chest.
Steve wondered if the hideous thing knew how much it was loved.
If it had counted the times Billy had lugged it around the house and on road trips, bearing witness to the battles Steve had lost in trying to suggest they have it replaced with something that didn’t have to be pieced together so it would seem whole.
He hated those bats, too, with their smug little faces. Watching from behind designer sunglasses as Steve tried to pry them loose so he could be closer to Billy. So he could take their place.
Steve would never take their place, it seemed.
He didn’t know why, didn’t understand why, until he came home one afternoon to find Billy on the floor.
Crying, on the floor, or. Dry heaving.
The tears had long since dried, gifting tacky, salt-slug lines down his cheeks as Steve’s husband gripped a long, bat covered piece of fabric in both hands.
“It ripped.” Billy's voice was hollow. Empty. “It tore in half. I didn’t think it would do that, I through maybe I could stitch it back together every time it fell apart, I thought I would be able to keep her with me for a little while longer, I--”
“--Bills--”
“I wasn’t ready for this.” Billy said wildly, clutching the fabric to his tear stained cheek. “I’m not ready for this.”
“It was an old pillowcase, sweetheart, you had to know it was going to happen sooner or later.”
“She’s gone.”
Steve frowned, crouching on the floor in front of him. “Who’s gone, baby?”
Billy’s mouth worked for a long time around words that ended up on the cutting room floor. He trembled, barely letting Steve get an arm around him, as the truth came tumbling out.
“My mama.” He said quietly. “My mama gave it to me.”
“She did.”
“Yeah, she made it for me. Before she left, she said.” Billy chuckled, thick and wet. “She told me it would keep me safe.”
Steve rubbed a hand down Billy’s arm, nodding against a flood of realization. “Yeah, well. She could’ve kept you safe, Bills. She could’ve done that, instead of leaving you with that fucking monster--”
“Can you just.” Billy tangled a piece of purple fabric around one hand. “Can you hold me?”
Steve sat on the ground next to him, and. Tried to understand it.
--
Coaxing Billy to sleep and failing, day after day, was what made him sign up for the class.
Steve had been hoping the rec center would provide sewing machines. That he wouldn’t have to call Joyce and ask five hundred questions about shit he couldn’t possibly understand. Like presser foots and cutting tables and rounded stencils, and--
“Why don’t you come by the house?” She said. “I could teach you for free.”
“You’d do that?”
“Sure.” Joyce sounded like she was smiling. “I’m free on Thursdays.”
Part Three: Curdle
Autumn was Billy’s favorite time of year for a lot of reasons.
The pumpkins, maybe. Most of all. Boozy apple cider with granny smith juice and far too much cinnamon that made their limbs loose and heavy. Cuddling up on the couch  to watch Hocus Pocus and Thriller. Trying to learn the dance moves, and. Crying from laughter when they couldn’t learn the dance moves.
And Steve.
Steve Harrington in warm, mustard colored sweaters and beanies pulled far too low over his eyebrows to ward off the chill when he came home from work, trailing the smell of haze-covered trees and maple sugar donuts after him.
He was holding a box, that afternoon.
An orange and black cardboard thing with a bow on top. “Open it.” Steve said, with that glint in his eye.
That glint did a lot of things to Billy. “How come?”
“Because I made you something.”
Billy’s eyebrows shot toward the sky. “You made something? Like a craft?”
Steve shrugged, wind-chilled cheeks turning pink and bright. “Maybe so.” He said softly. And then, “Open in.” Because they weren’t getting any younger.
Billy tore the wrapping paper carefully.
He liked to save it, folded neatly in the holiday section of their basement. Liked to rifle through the discarded coverings when he wanted to find the perfect pattern for--
“It took months to find the fabric.” Steve muttered. “They discontinued it sometime in the late 70s, but Joyce knew someone in town who used to stockpile the shit, so.”
“Steve--”
“It cost an arm and a leg but I wanted to make it up to you.” Steve took Billy’s face in his hands, thumbs brushing soft over the tears that had appeared there. “I wanted to show that you’re safe now, Billy. With me. That even though you don’t need a piece of fabric to protect you, anymore, it’s still nice to have. Even though it’s not the one your mom made.”
The bats smiled up at him, and it was perfect.
Purple. Just close enough to the pink of Steve’s cheeks that Billy knew it was better than the one that had come before because of what it meant. Dark and twinkling like a sky full of stars. Soft and spooky and smooth like silk against his skin, but also happy, too.
So happy.
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💖Reactions to MC wearing Lolita💖
(Long post ahead!)
The Seven Brothers
Lucifer
When he sees them, he chuckles. “Oh? What’s this? It is lovely.”
Absolutely adores seeing them wear such fashion. 
If MC is wearing elegant Lolita, black or dark colors, or even goth he’s even more of a fan.
“Such clothing looks good on you.” Honestly, he melts when he sees them wear it while on date or together.
He also has lots of pictures of them on his phone and likes to look at them when he’s alone.
Mammon
The Great Mammon blushes and tries to hide it but he fails!
“Y-you look good! And I mean it!” Mammon looks at them again and compliments them again this time actually meaning it.
Since this is the Devildom, he likes black colored outfits, but he also enjoys the more casual Lolita look and others.
He even buys them clothes, and accessories to build their collection!
Keeps pictures of you dressed up and gets a giddy feeling when he looks at them.
Leviathan
Upon seeing MC wearing such an outfit, his brain short circuits. He’s seen these outfits in so many anime but to see MC wear one!? He finds them so adorable!
Super excited and compliments them numerous times! He just finds them super adorable he can’t help it!
“You look so cute! You look like you jumped out of an anime! But your real and not 2D!”
A fan of the Sailor Lolita look, since he’s associated with sea creatures. Also adores sea animal prints as well, he has a soft spot for sweet Lolita and pretty much likes them all!
He keeps numerous pictures of them on his phone and has one as his Home Screen!
Satan
Totally caught off guard, but a smile forms on his face.
He’s read up on the Lolita fashions and the culture behind it, but seeing MC wearing it makes his heart skip a beat.
“MC, you are gorgeous. You look fantastic”
Has a preference for the classic Lolita look, green colors and more natural colors. Also adores cat and kitten prints and books. Satan also likes the more casual looks. Perfect for bookstore dates!
This man’s phone is full of photos of them dressed up he even as one as his homescreen like Leviathan!
Asmodeus
Oh my sweet Diavolo! He is stunned! He is enraptured!
“MC! MC! You are so cute! So beautiful! Where did you get such an adorable outfit?! You must tell me!”
Definitely likes white and pink themed outfits. Pastel colors, lace, ribbons the more the merrier! 
Definitely takes MC out on shopping dates and other places! To show them off and take selfies together in matching outfits!
His phone has hundreds of pictures of MC dressed up and him as well posing with them!
Beelzebub
His cheeks turn pink seeing them dressed up. He can’t help but find them so cute.
“You’re so cute.” There’s a sweet smile on his face as he compliments them and finds himself captivated by MC’s cuteness.
If MC’s outfit has fruit prints, dessert prints he may or may not have tried to eat it though he quickly finds out fabric doesn’t taste good. Needless to say he loves he sweet cute look. Also, loves natural colors and more casual looks.
Finds himself blushing more when they are out on a date together and eating together. He often sneaks pictures of them eating desserts that match the ones on their outfit.
This boy has so many pictures of them! His heart swells when he looks at them!
Belphegor
Curious to why MC is wearing such fashion at first, but he actually loves it.
“Y-you’re really beautiful. Looks good on you” He says blushing and looking shy.
Belphie likes darker colors. He gravitates toward goth lolita, punk lolita and elegant looks. If there are sleepy dreamy prints like clouds, moons, and stars he loves it. He secretly likes pastel colors especially purple
Loves to pose with them and when out together loves it when they link arms.
Has lots of photos. Especially when they are posing to be asleep or hugging stuffed animals or pillows. 
BONUS! The Side Boys!
Diavolo
The Prince is blushing! And finds MC so adorable he picks them up and hugs them! They must educate him on such fashion!
“MC! You are absolutely radiant and perhaps I dare say angelic looking?”
Definitely a fan of the cutesy sweet Lolita look, but he also likes classic Lolita and elegant Lolita. Also likes all colors and adores MC no matter what style they wear.
The Prince event wants to match them! He’s utterly fascinated and proceeds to buy lots of outfits including accessories!
Without a doubt, the future King has tons of photos of MC on his phone. He even has his favorites framed!
Barbatos
The normally calm butler is stunned. His cheeks turning rosy seeing MC dressed up.
“You look charming and graceful MC. You dress well”
No surprise though, he tends to like darker colors though he has a soft spot for the light colors. Elegant and Classic Lolita are ones he is fond of. If MC’s outfit has dessert themed prints he finds it adorable and will often bake the same ones on their outfit.
When he isn’t working, he loves to stroll with them in the gardens and have tea with them
His phone has pictures of them posing during tea time especially. And ones making cute faces.
Simeon
When he sees them, he’s speechless. Seeing MC dressed up has him captivated. They are so beautiful.
“You are divine and radiant looking MC. A beautiful gem”
The angel likes light colors and likes blue and white. Lace and ribbons are things he likes as well. Perhaps he even uses this as inspiration for his next book? It might happen! Elegant Lolita, shiro lolita, classic and a few others are his favorite.
Loves to take them out on dates and can’t get over how they look. He will even recite poetry to them and be extra romantic.
Simeon keeps photos of them. Plenty of them. Especially ones with their lovely smile and some of them with Luke.
Solomon
Solomon chuckles seeing them dressed up. He’s seen this fashion before, but MC wearing it is even better.
“Well aren’t you adorable? I can’t keep my eyes off of you. Did you cast a spell my dear MC?”
Solomon likes magic themed prints. Stars, magic symbols, and others. Also, likes dark colors but he also likes light colors. He likes elegant, goth, and classic Lolita. MC also finds out he also likes sweet and cuter styles.
Loves to take them out and show them off. He still wonders how MC is so beautiful and he can’t keep his eyes off of them.
You can bet the wizard has photos of them. Especially the ones of them practicing magic and selfies they took together!
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Which flower/plant do you associate your moots with?
okay this idea is so cute omg ty. honestly i don’t know much about flowers/plants besides saying ‘pretty!!’ every time i see one HAHA so i had to look up a bunch so now i’m very soft. ANOTHER WAY OF SAYING THESE MIGHT BE RANDOM BUT I STILL PUT THOUGHT INTO THEM AND IT MADE ME SOFT. i tried to include as many moots as possible (but there are still moots i missed bc i’m shy and we don’t interact as much or i feel like a bother asdajkf sorry lovelies ahh). 
this is me dropping the prettiest bouquets to you all each with a lil kith heheh. ily all 💐💐😙😙
@daichis-kitty - sunflowers (you’re my sunshine bubba heheh plus i know you love ‘em so automatic association). these make me so happy just like you dooooo. personally sunflowers are just so iconic and so are youuu
@tetsunormous - string-of-pearls. okay i LOVE these sm they might be my fave succulent. they make me giggle bc they look like green peas BAHAHA but i also think they’re soo pretty and they make me so happy. that giddiness i feel for them is similar to how i feel for you bestie oooo. okay but also lavender bc purple hearts for you forever
@luvbub - dandelions but before they’re fuzz-on-a-sticks (yellow fits the happy you make me plus the crafty flower crowns and you’re crafty aksdjfh). but even when they're fuzz you make me laugh and smile just like the fuzzies lol
@daichidaichidaichi - black velvet petunia. babe if you haven’t seen these look them up i am in love. petunias themselves and even the name are cute like you but the black captures your theme and i am obsessed.
@gg9183 - willow tree. very romantic vibes which i’ve always gotten from you bb. like imagine a date on a little lake in a row boat. ugh my heart. yeah those are the vibes. these are just so so pretty to me idk. for me your personality embodies an unmatched aesthetic. that doesnt even make sense but i hope it does pLS
@love-oikawa - feather grass but when lavenders grow between them?? very specific HAHA but i looove the look it makes me want to run through a meadow where your fingertips are brushing them and your giggling. idk something very cinematic and then add your s/o. yup. those are my hannah vibes.
@osamus-wife - pothos plant. okay these are the ones i see on ig/pinterest and they’re so aesthetic and i associate them with a person who has their stuff together (is a hard worker) and a person who has style and taste (like your taste in rb’s asdjf immaculate) and i see these things with youuu <33
@sunalma - wisteria. in the lakes by taylor swift there’s a line with wisterias and that whole song is the aura i get when i read your work. like the words just blow me away and i feel so lifted when i read it?? just beautiful bb. and your soul is beautiful too!! also purple for your theme heheh. also pretty flowers for pretty you angel
@xomiya - yerba mate bc i drink guayaki yerba mate when i need to stay up and given your body clock -> yerba mate <33 HAHA but you’re also so florally in my heart and head so also sweet peas my sweet pea soul sis
@catwithangerissues - bonsai tree. i know it’s random but i think it fits pLS. okay one reason is bc i think you’re fun (and slightly chaotic and i love it) and that’s the joy i get when i see those fisherman figurines in a bonsai tree planter thing (is this just me?? ahh) i also think you’re really cool and to me bonsais are so cool. like in general but also how old they can get it’s so cool what!! also your theme is green so my mind went green
@targaryens-blog - bat flower. these are strong and pretty looking flowers that i admire and those are things i think about you and your blog bb. the vibes of these are just amazing woahh. but your sweetness also gives me daisy vibes bc daisies make me so warm and happy so you get two flowers aksdjf
@cubbluv - spruce tree. are these christmas trees?? yes. but the warm fuzzy happy of christmas is like the feeling i have with you. and i will always associate green with you from your theme when we first became moots heheh. also?? i can’t remember but didn’t you saw you liked to pick up pine cones?? if not picking pine cones is cute so i still think it fits aksjdf ily melody heheh
@amjustagirl - southern magnolia tree. i’ve seen one of these trees a while back and they are just so memorable. they just have a unique feeling where you want to sit under the shade of them forever and take in the breeze. and that’s how i feel with your work <33
@kodzkn - marigolds. the slightly orange-y ones. they remind me of your theme and pfp heheh. also whenever i see these irl i go “marigolds!!” which is the energy i have when i see your user on my dash or notifs aksjdf
@notcurrentlyactive - chamomile. okay this one i can't explain but i love how cute the flowers are and i love the tea and you are just so kind and warm they radiate the same energy?? heheh <33
@iwaizumini - ranunculus/buttercup flowers. they’re just so bright and come in so many colors and are pretty just like you!! i love these sm and they make me so happy when i see them so i think they’re a great fit for you. heheh love you bb <33
@shoyotime - wishbone flower. bestie i’ll be honest. i looked up ‘clown flower’ out of curiosity AND THESE POPPED UP. but they’re so cute like you and the purple matches your theme so it actually works out BAHAHA. no but fr you make me so so happy and ilysm so also hydrangeas bc i think these are unmatched pretty flowers. there’s just something about them.
@tsukkisfatsimp - jade plant. okay hear me out bb. this explanation has ~layers~ okay first i love succulents and i love you. simple but effective (especially when i mean it with my whole chest). second the reddish tint on the ends reminds me of your red tsukki theme from back then. and third these grow HECKA fast just like you are on here and it makes me so happy and proud bb heheh
@hvnlydmn - calla lillies. okay i cant pick between the white ones or the black ones but for me they exude hot girl energy bb. either these are red roses. same reason HAHA
@u-make-my-heart-tsumtsum - camellias. pretty and pink and now match your theme heheh. BUT if i’m being honest it’s bc they appear in naruto a lot and when we became moots was when you first deep dived into naruto so that association will probs stay bb akjsdf
@floralkawa - baby’s breath. i think these are my favorite flowers. but just like you they give off the sweetest and softest vibes and they make me smile whenever i see them <33
@lovelytarou - canterbury bells. the blue-ish ones remind me of your theme HAHA. i’ve already told you how much i love your blog but you are also so sweet and funny (pls your tags give me life) and these flowers amuse me and make me smile bc they’re bell-shaped so i’m matching them to you. askdjf okay slightly a reach but bb look how pretty they are!!
@izhyperfixates - hollyhocks. they are just so soft and bright and lovely like you and your blog!! and i can totally see you and kita growing them in the garden you two have oooo
@marshieee - delphiniums. the blue of your theme is just so iconic i love it sm. also these are just so pretty!!
@pixelwisp - forget-me-nots. i know your theme is no longer blue but i still think of blue when i see you on the dash asjdf. also these have the cutest name and i think your user is so cute heheh
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