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Dad eren with teenage daughter who’s hailey, cassie is lily, aran is alex (ezria decided to stay home) (0:32) eren having a panic attack knowing this day would come but still wasn’t ready for it

if lock!eren has a teenage daughter, she would always be butting heads with aran. she's closest with ezra given that she's his twin sister. eren always gets a near heart attack when his sweet little girl does things that gives the implication that she's slipping away from his fingers. i can't help but make this into a scenario, good Lord. here you go, love! < enjoy 3

[at the time i finished this]: this took longer than i anticipated :> i have so many schoolwork because we're nearing our finals. this explains why i spend less time here now :< i can't seem to find the time to write these days and it's making me sad.

aversion? — set in the lock universe where eren and reader has a teenage daughter

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"This sucks," Eileen Jaeger grumbles in the backseat of the car, huffing away her hair that she inherited from you. She's squished in with her little brothers, both of which pull on her sanity every single day of her life. She adores Caspian simply because he has this baby face that he never lost even at thirteen. However, the bane of her existence comes in the form of Aran, the cheeky bastard who's the second mother of the family when you're out for the day. Eileen crosses her arms on her chest while leaning forward to place her face in the middle of the front seats. "Dad, are you sure you really convinced Ezra to come with us?"

Eren looks up to the rearview mirror and meets his daughter's eyes. She takes after you --- it's almost like he's looking at a younger you that he met when he was in high school. Imagine his elation when you gave birth to two precious babies, both of which had no shed of him on their features. Ever since you announced your pregnancy, he always hoped the baby would be your carbon copy. Both Ezra and Eileen are blessings that you bestowed him, with one of them requesting to be left alone back home because of exam revisions (something that Eileen should be doing instead of accompanying her brothers to the shopping district). "Yeah, I did, sweetie," Eren answers while turning back to the road. "He's busy studying for his exams."

"Which you should be doing," Aran casually states from the other side of the back seat.

"Do you even know how to have fun, Ran?" Eileen shots back.

"No need to get all worked up," the younger boy raised his hands. "I'm just saying that you need to sort out your priorities straight."

"Dad, I think we should drop Aran in the funhouse since he went past the stage of having a childhood, unlike Caspian."

Caspian leans back in his seat. "Hey, don't drag me into this."

"Dad will kill me if I say this to you but we all know which stage you're going to be standing on if you keep this up."

"Hey, at least I have the body for it---"

"So, you agree? You're going to end up in a stripping---"

"Oh, shut up!"

"Okay, okay, okay," Eren voices out from the driver's seat. "This dispute you two have should be postponed for the rest of the day. Do I make myself clear?" When his kids don't answer, Eren peers through the rearview mirror with slightly narrowed eyes. "Do I make myself clear?" He doesn't know how you do this when he's not home.

"Yes, Dad." Both Eileen and Aran mutter back.

"Good. Because God knows what your mother would do to me if we go back home from this impromptu trip with you still fighting." The brown-haired man shudders at the image of you staring at him from across the counter island with a spatula in hand, with half of your children throwing daggers back and forth in the background. The shopping district is then in view and Eren is craning his neck to catch a free spot in the expansive parking lot. With the vehicle parked, he turns around to his three angelic children who don varying faces of excitement. Eileen is pursing her lips while side-eyeing the window, Aran is humming something under his breath, and Caspian leans forward to match Eren's wide-eyed stare. "Alright, my offspring, how about some lunch? The food court is calling me."

"The food court?" Eileen scrunches her face. "Dad, there are restaurants in the district that don't smell like a boys' locker room."

Eren slowly shifts his head to his only daughter. "How do you know what a boys' locker room smells like---?"

"I actually like the food court," Caspian conveniently slides into the conversation.

"See!" The oldest Jaeger in the car cheers, his emerald eyes shining with glee. "Cassie likes the food court. So, how about it, huh? Come on, we shouldn't deprive ourselves just because of Leen's aversion t--"

Aran cackles.

Eren looks like he received the news that you're pregnant with twins again.

When nobody laughs along with him, Aran glances at Eileen who's pleading for him to stop opening his mouth. He shoots her an apologetic look but she simply gives him her back, opting to stare out the window with a regretful air around her. "Never m-mind," Aran tries to defuse the tension but judging from the blank yet hooded reaction from their father, he knows he fucked up. Ezra doesn't even know that Eileen already lost her virginity (such a funny concept, Aran thinks) and he's her twin. It just brought out when Eileen came home in the earliest of mornings while Aran was preparing breakfast, with the girl looking like she spent the night with a raccoon (her boyfriend looks like one anyway). She made him promise that he would never voice this out to anyone else. Now, Aran wants nothing more than to disappear, especially when Eren meets his gaze. He hastily looks down because his father looks like he's ready to burn everything to the ground while having an internal meltdown. "F-Forget I said anything."

But the damage is done. The car is silent, tension palpable that Caspian is starting to fiddle with his shirt's collar. It stays that way until the family reaches the doll store. It's their first stop since Mikasa and Sasha requested for them to bring their daughter's broken one, hoping to get it fixed before the baby realizes it's gone.

Eren remains brooding as they enter the store, his goddaughter's broken doll embraced close to his chest. Some mothers pull their children away from him, his long hair, small tattoos, and stud earrings not helping how people see him at the moment. The three Jaeger kids slowly follow their father, who's making a beeline toward the doctor's room. Aran purses his lips with wide eyes, Eileen is about to cry, and Caspian grimaces at the current situation.

"Why would you react like that?" Eileen whirls to Aran. "You know how he is with this stuff!"

Aran turns to his older sister. Even at her shorter height, her anger always spooks him. It doesn't help that she looks like you. "I'm sorry! It just came out of me. You're not gonna lie --- it is funny!" He points at her.

Eileen looks offended. "No, it's not." She pauses, her face becoming more distraught at the thought that she disappointed her dad. "No, it's not! Nobody knows about this except you and I want it to stay that way until I leave for college. Mom has a suspicion, though, but I know she won't tell Dad about any of this."

"Stop panicking, Leen," Aran sighs out, his hands on his hips. "Dad won't think too much about my reaction."

"I highly doubt that," Caspian voices out. "Remember the time he caught me trying to buy that expensive soccer equipment on his laptop?" He receives looks of expectation from both of his older siblings. "He didn't believe my excuse of watching porn so he dug into his history until he found it. That man," he nodded his head towards Eren, "is one heck of an overthinker." Caspian shrugs. "Just saying." Then, he separates from the two towards the sports aisle of the doll store.

The two watch their baby brother pick up a male doll dressed as a soccer player with an impressed face. Aran shakes his head, leaving Caspian be, before facing his sister. "Leen, I doubt Dad will look deeper into this."

"Okay," Eren appears behind his kids, who jump an inch in the air at the sound of his drawling voice. "The doll is with the doctor right now. They're going to run some tests and they'll call us when it's married." All of Aran's self-convincing dissipate in thin air. Eileen freezes at the contained heavy breathing her father is doing since they entered the shopping district. "I mean, ready. They'll call us when she's ready. Ready. Such a funny word. Funny how people nowadays just claim they're completely ready. I thought it would take them years to realize they're ready but I guess I was wrong. Wrong and naive." Eileen and Aran don't dare exchange glances for fear of Eren sniffing out that maybe his second son has an inkling of his beloved daughter's predicament. "If you two will excuse me, I'll be making an important call."

The moment he walks out of the sliding doors of the store, Aran and Eileen share a relieved sigh.

"Important call? I bet it's Mom," Aran states.

Eileen groans. "Oh, great!"

Outside, Eren loses his blank facade. He puts his phone in his ear, the other side of the call already ringing. At the sound of the call picking up, he runs his hand through his hair, messing up his bun. "Honey," he all but breathed out.

You furrow your brows at your end of the call. Today is a busy day in the city hall and having your husband ring your desk telephone in the middle of it makes you straighten in your office. "Hey, honey, is something wrong? I didn't expect you to call at this hour." You look at the wall clock.

"Am I interrupting your work?" Eren asks.

"No, no. It's perfect timing actually. Uh, I just got out of a meeting." You meet eyes with your assistant outside of your office. Falco gestures to his desk, where a pile of files containing today's renovations around the city rests. You bit your lip to prevent a sigh from coming out. You point at the phone in your ear, hoping that the young man understands that you're talking to someone important. Falco nods, mouthing that you have ten minutes before you are needed by Darius Zackly. "You were saying, honey?"

Eren puts his free arm on his chest. "Do you know anything about Eileen?"

"What? Did something happen to her?"

"Does she talk to you about certain things?"

"Ren, please say it outright."

Eren ignores your request. "You know, about what goes on in her relationship with that raccoon-looking boy?"

"Oh, you mean with her boyfriend? Sometimes, yeah."

"And in those sometimes, did she mention anything about being ready?"

"Ren, what is this about?" Your tone is soft and Eren thanks you for it.

"You know how she never talks to me about anything ever since she started high school. I just," Eren sighs, "I just want to be a safe space for her to talk about everything and anything. Like how she is with you. It sucks that I'm always thrown in the dark when it comes to this stuff. I won't be mad at her, I hope she knows that. I want to be the cool dad who's chill enough to be okay with this." He trails off.

You smile. "But?"

"But I can't help but feel like she's growing up too fast."

"Yeah, I know, honey. To be honest, Leen didn't talk to me about it."

"What?"

"Mhm. I'm waiting for her to be comfortable enough to let us know. I had my suspicions and you confirmed it. Ren?"

"Yeah, baby?"

"Just because this happened to her, it doesn't mean she changed. She's still our Eileen, Ren. Now, promise me that you won't say something that can hurt her."

Eren softens, his shoulders losing the tension. "I promise, honey. I love you."

He's pretty sure you're looking down with a small smile that reaches your eyes, one that paints your irises in little stars. "I love you, Ren." It gives him butterflies. He can't help but grin at those three little words that became a daily exchange between you two, so frequent yet still holds the same intensity of feelings that only solidified now that you have a family with him. If this was during college, nobody would catch the two of you throwing that phrase casually. You two (most specifically you) believe that it's too big of a deal.

With his day shifting brighter after his call with you, Eren saunters the store with animated steps and a small grin that crinkles his eyes. He spots his two sons conversing at a tea party table in front of the huge window overlooking the floor of the store. He raises his eyebrows when he sees that Caspian is holding a doll while Aran picks out a couple of sports uniforms from a portable drawer. Despite the rare sight, Eren's grin broadens, warmth tingling his chest. He walks towards the doctor's room where he left the broken doll, stopping beside Eileen, who took the role of listening to the doctor while Eren made the call.

"So, what's the prognosis, doc?"

The doctor jumps at his sudden appearance. The man's eyes widened at Eren's height, a good five inches over the top of the pretend doctor's head. "Oh, you must be the one who dropped her here. Well, as I was saying to this young lady here," he nods at Eileen, "we can fix most of Sina's broken arm but she may never gain full mobility around the joints because the company doesn't make those parts anymore."

"That's pretty good, right? She'll look exactly the same, no one will know," Eileen states with a shrug of her shoulders.

Eren slightly pouts. "I'll know."

If you're here right now, you would have glared at him until he apologized for the unnecessary comment and for brewing another argument.

The doctor shifts in his seat. "Uh---"

"I'm saying that I like her the way she was, she's the sweetest girl I've ever cared for since she appeared." Silence. Eren hastily adds, "When I saw her out of her packaging, that is."

Eileen takes a deep breath. "Dad, she's still the sweetest girl you've ever cared for."

"No, she's..." He remembers your words. "I'm sorry, doc, but I'm still processing the news." Eren narrows his eyes, though not in a threatening manner. "Can we get a little privacy while we talk about the possible solutions that can cure the damage to this little girl?"

The doctor blinks. "Oh, sure." He stands up and points at the next room. "I have to deliver bad news to a kid over there anyway. Might as well do it now instead of pushing it back."

Now that the father-daughter duo has been left alone, Eren faces Eileen. He stuffs his hands inside his pockets instead of crossing them on his chest. "Listen, Leen," he starts, his voice cracking a little. Eren clears his throat while his mind runs a hundred different sentences to assure his only daughter. He lays out the facts: Eileen is almost of legal age and he claims he's a cool parent that rivals you in any aspect of the kids' lives. He thinks of saying that sex is a part of everyone's growth. He's ready to tell her that he's there if ever something goes wrong. Instead of voicing out the very essence of what he's thinking, Eren says, "This might probably be for a little while. Why don't you check on the food court and see if they have empty tables that can fit us four."

Eren is an idiot.

Eileen feels like all air has been sucked out of her lungs. "Oh." She looks down, her fingers wringing the sleeves of her cardigan. "O-Okay, Dad."

Eren purses his lips. "Okay, kiddo."

She turns away, only to come back a second later to ask, "Dad, do you want a booth or a regular table?"

The brunet releases a breath. His entire demeanor softens. "Whatever is right for you, sweetie. I trust your decisions and I trust you." He opens his arms. He doesn't even have to beckon her because his little girl, the sweetest that he ever cared for since she appeared in his life, immediately buries herself in his embrace. Eren feels her nuzzle deeper in his chest. It takes everything in him not to burst into tears. Instead, he inhales the familiar shampoo you always buy for her --- watermelon and something floral. Eren kisses the top of his daughter's head, contented that his bond with her becomes tauter than it already is.

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"Hey, Dad," Caspian calls out to Eren while they're waiting for the doll.

Eileen and Aran left to get a free spot in one of the family restaurants around the shopping districts, the former's request was approved because Eren felt the need to be sentimental.

The tall brunet looks at his youngest and down to the doll in his hands. "Yeah, Cassie?"

"Can I get this doll?" He carefully lifts the doll for his father to see. He knows this requires a double take --- a thirteen-year-old boy who wants to buy a doll. Caspian watches as Eren uncrosses his arms and tucks them into his pockets. "Uh, he is an all-around kid who likes all kinds of sports. You see, his kit has free ten sports outfits, all of them I play since elementary. I want to buy this doll because if I feel like playing another sport this school year other than soccer, I can just change his clothes. Like a mood tracker but for my hobby. I don't know if you understand me but---" The youngest Jaeger stops when Eren wraps his arms around his smaller figure. "Dad?" His voice is muffled.

"Yes, Cassie," Eren nods, kissing his son's head. "You can get that doll, you can even get more outfits for him if you want."

"... Dad, one additional outfit costs seventy-five dollars."

"You can get that doll and his free outfits."

Caspian laughs. "Thanks, Dad. You're so cool."

Eren sways Caspian to an imaginary tune, relishing in the happiness he got because of this trip.

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thick-daddy-dandelion · 2 years

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Hello. you are a good girl <3 you are loved my good girl <3

oh my gosh🥺💞💓💘thank uuuu!🙈💗

#this gave me butterflies hehe🦋✨#i am a good girl🥹#anon #asks

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slippinninque · 3 months

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✨🦋You (Learned To) Like Pretty Things, Too🦋✨

a/n: thank you for all the love and encouragement that you all give! I'm grateful for every pair of eyes that land on my scribbling! I love me some soft!Fontaine and I hope to do more of these! tell me what you think!

warnings: MINORS DNI, 18+, cursing, long-fic, sensual/erotic moments, clothing kink, weed/smoking,

Fontaine pulled up outside of your work, leaning up against his car and looking like an absolute dream after such a tedious week. You met him with a sweet kiss, smiling against his lips when he hummed.

"Now why you tryin' to get me in trouble with Ms. Glenda?" Fontaine pinched your chin when you pulled away. He took your hands into his, rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles.

Your face felt hot. You sorta forgot that you were still in the middle of your work's parking lot, but who would really care anyway?

The entire week you worked your ass off and cleaned up the messes of other overworked employees. You deserved a public smooch at least.

You took a peek over your shoulder.

Sure enough, there was Ms. Glenda slow-moseying to her car as she looked over her shoulder at the both of you.

That old woman was the gossip. Anything that she hears, everyone will have heard by the next business day.

" 'Night, ma'am!" you called, giving a wave and not waiting to see Ms. Glenda's response. Fontaine snickered at your wide-eyed expression of embarrassment, opening the passenger door for your escape.

"Good night, ma'am." Fontaine called as he rounded to the driver's side. You couldn't hear what Ms. Glenda said, but it made him shake his head with a little grin.

'Messy ol' granny...'

Once inside the Pontiac, you felt the greys of the day melt onto the road.

Fontaine's fingers tapped a rhythm on your thigh and he cruised right onto the highway.

At your questioning look, he just shrugged a bit, "Missed you, wanna ride around for a bit witchu."

You smiled and snuggled into the passenger seat, "Well, that's fine then! "

He patted your thigh and asked you to put on some music. While slipping through stations, you told him about your day. The emails you send and the calls you had to suffer. Off went your wedges and you took the tie from you hair, scratching your fingers into your thick roots.

Eventually your conversation lulled with the both of you enjoying the ride. Fontaine's ass would mess around and drive out of state if you didn't have to clock in the next morning.

The thought left you feeling dreamy. You and Fontaine trade in your cars for a little RV and you both roam the states. You yearned to see Fontaine beneath the the open sky, you wanted to kiss him and taste salt water on his lips. There was something about him that gave you the impression that he'd love camping.

'Soon,' you promised yourself, feeling around for a moment before Fontaine's hand found yours.

"Fontaine!"

-----

"Why you sayin' my name like that? I ain't even touchin'you like I wanna..."

Fontaine's tone was teasing and his golds flashed with a smile that ignited the butterflies in your stomach.

Your mouth dropped open when Fontaine made one final right. Then you were parked in a tucked away space, facing familiar frosted windows.

A bougie boutique that you were brave enough to peruse only online. They had the best quality stuff when it comes to luxury and it wasn't that far away from where you worked. How Fontaine found out, you'd never know.

"How'd you know about this place, 'Taine?"

"What, shit's exclusive or something?"

"No. At least...um, can they do that?"

"It ain't--I checked for memberships an' all that shit."

Of course Fontaine checked, because he's Fontaine. If the boutique did have a membership, not only would you be enrolled but he'd probably be extra about any available perks as well.

You couldn't explain the sudden feeling of shyness that came over you.

As if could see them fluttering into your chest, Fontaine reached out and tipped your chin towards him.

"Now, lemme say that you be wearin' them slacks lately, sexy as hell."

"You think my slacks are sexy?"

"Sexy as hell," Fontaine patiently assured, "I wanna see somethin' else though. You've been working hard and what you be sayin' to me? You deserve nice things."

His imitation of you made you grin but you couldn't stop the sass.

"Hm, a lot of people say that y'know."

Fontaine hummed and brought his face closer, now squishing your cheeks to kiss your pursed lips. He moved back just enough to ask,

"Remember our deal?"

"Ye', I r'member ouhr deah."

"Good. Imma give you a stack an' your going spend it on what you want. You gonna bring me change?"

"...No..."

That got you another kiss before he released you to smile-pout to yourself.

"That's what I wanna hear. Now let's get go fo' I take your pretty lil' self to the back seat."

"Yes, Big Daddy 'Taine."

.....

You opened the front door when you heard Fontaine pull up, staying behind the wood for a few final moments as he swept in like a rain cloud.

"So, you gonna tell me why you've been duckin' me all day--

His grumbling snapped off into a grunt at the sight of you. Grinning while you locked up, you couldn't help but to think 'success!' as his silence stretched on.

Fontaine could only stare, expression both stunned and delighted. Eyes running from your hair to your heels, taking a half step back to take in more of you.

He ran his hand down his face and the motion made your mutinous brain blurt a thought about him not being into it. Was it too much? Too dramatic?

"Jesus Christ of Nazareth."

Covering your face as you lost battle with your composure, you went a little pass him to strike the pose you've been practicing for hours.

"Just call me 'pretty', that'll do just fine."

He whistled lowly, swiftly getting back in your space. He pulled you into his arms, twisting you both and looking down at your swishing hem. You couldn't help but to ask if he liked it.

"Don't ask me questions like that when your lil' ass was holding out. How the hell did you hide this from me anyway?"

"If you must know, a lady can get a lot of mischief done in 20 minutes when left on her own," You batted your eyes at him coyly, "That move you had to shoot while we were at the boutique gave me more than enough time."

For all appearances, you appeared to be a professional burlesque dancer. Your hair bounced as a result of a bomb perm rod set and you wore his favorite perfume.

The panty set you wore were only gleaming, clear quartz beads strung daintily together, acting more like decorations. The matching bra gave you the perfect push n' plump. That wasn't all, though.

You found a radiant corset, the butterscotch color adoring your brown skin when you had it on. Handsewn with champagne and clear crystals, some close into the fabric while others trickled down on silk strings. It bracketed your cinched form prettily and it reminded you of twinkling stars.

Honestly, the corset was for Fontaine and the robe was for you. The color was the same of the corset and the completed look cast you into a glow. Soft, extremely sheer material that was lined with plush faux fur at the sleeves and hem. Whenever you walked, it felt as if you were being followed by clouds.

You decided to wear it beneath the corset to an attendant's suggestion. It sealed the deal and even you couldn't help but flaunt to yourself in the mirror as you finished getting ready

He groaned appreciatively as he ran a few knuckles along the curves of the corset, going down onto a knee to peer closer at the beading and crystals. He lifted he hem of your robe, making an appreciative noise at the of the texture. The sight was enough to take your breath away.

"I have go back and tip those ladies again." you made a note to yourself.

"This is some good shit, pretty girl." he rubbed at your cinched waist and chewed his lip at the sight asking,

"Ain't think you'd do me like this. You good, though? Are you comfortable--these shits can get tight."

Already expecting the question, you nodded as sincerely as you could, "Those women there are the experts. Took really good care of me. One of them said this is something like training wheels to what she normally wears--it's more comfortable than I thought."

"Good. This a bad mu'fucka, goddamn." Fontaine stared up at you with hungry eyes, "Matter of fact, c'mere sweet thing..."

He stood and herded you to the couch and sat you down, then sitting flush at your side to press a kiss to your lips. Every other kiss would come with a grunt or a mutter to himself about how pleased he was that you were all for him.

The last of your anxiety slipped away. Fontaine's hands-on rumination lulled you into that buzzy space where you wanted nothing but pull him on top of you.

Then he had to be disruptive, suddenly standing as if he got popped with hot-comb.

""Hold on, lemme wash my hands--better yet, lemme go shower real quick."

You turned away from him, dramatically rearranging your furred hem, "Oh, so you're just going to leave me here like this?"

Honestly, you were expecting some bodice ripping. Maybe him bending you over and knocking a few beads off of you. You pouted up at him, hard.

Fontaine's leaned down enough to press a kiss to your nose, pulling back enough so you can see his eyes drink in your form up close.

"I ain't touching my sweetie with dirty hands and when I come back, I'm takin' my time." he pinned you with a fervent look when your eyes finally met.

"So, have all that you want done by the time I'm back on this couch. Understood?"

Your answer was fluttering your robe around yourself, curling a leg up onto the couch and draping your arms along the back of it.

Fontaine's grin was smooth as he clasping his hands before him, you saw him considering to stay for a moment before he turned away. A moment later, there was the sound of something clattering into the tub and the shower turning on.

You laughed up at the ceiling and couldn't help kicking out your legs giddily. All your jitters gone now and replaced with anticipation, you got to your feet to get one more thing.

......

It felt like ages before Fontaine returned, but when he did you sat up straight.

You smiled at the way he stopped to take you in again, unfairly handsome in his black tank and grey sweats.

Feeling foxy, you crooked your finger at him to come closer and his answering laugh held promise at it's center. When he was close enough, you lifted a leg to show him your pointed heel.

Fontaine's gaze kept yours while he took hold of your ankle. He took another half step closer, the heel of your pointed-toe pump pressing into his sternum.

"You found 'em " he breathed, running his fingers along where the soft, crème suede meet your skin. He felt the point of the shoe, down the arch, and along the heel before placing it back onto his chest.

"Mhm! The pointy-shits! I had to make my own pompom, but I think it's cute. What do you think?"

Fontaine didn't say anything at first. He pulled your leg across his lap when he sat down next to you. Fontaine ran his free hand down from your ankle to where jewel met softness, making your breath stutter.

"I ain't doin' much thinking. Just wanna to feel you."

You shivered in anticipation. You kept your leg straight as it was lifted to meet Fontaine's face. One of his hands was busy kneading your thigh as he closely inspected the mesh before rubbing his cheek against it.

"Fontaine..." You couldn't help the girlish giggle. He gave a roguish grin before hiking your leg higher, making you squeak. The robe spilled around your semi-split and Fontaine gave a lewd whistle as he stared between your legs.

"Do you like the color? I know how you feel about purple and all, but gold has been growing on me lately."

"Gold is all you ever are, baby."

"Oh my--stop it, you!" You shook him off and primly scooted to lounge on the opposite end of the couch.

Fontaine was set to prowl after you when you held up a finger to him. You pulled out a blunt and lighter from your cleavage and presented them to him, wriggling your brows.

Fontaine's head reeled back before he chuckled. He came close enough to take it, and you plucked another one out as you stretched your legs back over his lap.

He shook his head and flicked the lighter, both of you sharing a flame. You leaned back into the arm of the couch and sent your smoke into the air.

You both sat there, smoking and enjoying the sight of each other. Despite you being the one wearing all the fluff and fancy, Fontaine had those arms out and the scent of his soap wafted enticingly every time he ashed his blunt.

His expression was soft, those jewel-dark eyes roaming all over you when he finally spoke,

"Thank you...for doin' this."

"Thank you? Why would you thank me?"

"I know I can be a bit...assertive at times. I ain't want you to think I wanna control you, y'know wha' I'm sayin?"

You only nodded your head, looking at where the smoke curled away from the tip of his blunt.

"I like being seen by you. You showed me things I didn't--I convinced myself not to want and now...I want them. I only want them from you."

The words drifted in silence as Fontaine's eyes finally still on yours, prompting you to continue.

"I wanna know you want, 'Taine. How can I give it to you?"

"Lookin' like what you are. Valuable. Precious. My perfect lil' Venus. Anythin' I could want--you already gave. Just tryin' to catch up."

"You already did, pretty." Fontaine ran a finger from your knee to the tip of your heel, reverently.

Your eyes misted as you as you lost your words. Speechless, you only wanted one thing in the moment.

Fontaine saw the change in you, putting out his blunt the same time as you in time to welcome you back into his embrace. You pushed a little more until you stretched over him in a sprawl.

Words couldn't express how you felt, the feeling bouncing in your heart. Love didn't seem like it was enough. All you could do was kiss him and hoped that he understood.

He enveloped you at once with restless hands. You chimed beneath his touch as he felt every crystal and bead, leaving them to swing against each other as he moved on.

Fontaine kissed you slowly, savoring every sound you made. Teasing you for more, pulling away enough to make you lean after him. You wanted to feel more of him, running your hands beneath his tank to the warm skin beneath.

When you felt his hands go to the back of your corset, you wriggled in protest until Fontaine pulled back with a pout that had you laughing.

"Don't make that face, I almost forgot--I got something for you, too"

Fontaine released you pretty easily at that, but you didn't have to go far. You reached beneath the couch to pull out a small box. Still sitting on his lap, you flicked off the lid to show him what was inside.

Brow raised, Fontaine reached out to remove the polaroid camera from it's casing. You bit your lip, feeling where he was hard beneath you.

"So, I was thinking, we could start a little...album together." You whispered, resuming your sprawl across his chest after tossing the box aside, "Of all the things I wear for you. Maybe this is more of a gift for the both of us but wouldn't it be fun?"

After all, you hadn't even touched the other things you've brought from the boutique. All of your focus was on pulling a fast one on Fontaine. He shifted, briefly pressing against you as he sat up further against the arm of the couch.

Much to your delight, you can tell Fontaine was flustered. He was fiddling with the camera, his smile surprisingly meek as he finally spoke,

"Can I take one for my wallet?"

"Anything for you, Big Daddy 'Taine."

Fontaine's smile appeared in full force and it felt so good to see that you sighed, melting against him and meeting in the middle for a other kiss.

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end notes: phew, this took a long while and i thank you if you read to the end lmao. i'm still learning how to write and post on this site and i'm building up more courage to experiment but thank you so much to those who check back in!

Let me know if I y'all wanna know 'bout them pictures he took 👀👀

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#fontaine x black!reader #fontaine fic #they cloned tyrone #they cloned tyrone fic #Fontaine x FemReader #fontaine x reader #fontaine x black reader #fontaine #john boyega

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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 1 year

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Butterflies 🦋✨

Summary; Jason spends more time ignoring you and flirting with other girls than actually being your boyfriend.

Eddie knows he would cherish you like a princess, and as you two grow closer he has no qualms about stepping on Jason's toes to show you that.

Warnings; Fluff, minimal angst, 18+ MDNI

Likes, reblogs are always appreciated ❤️

I don't give anybody permission to copy, reuse or repost my work.

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For a few weeks now you had been meeting Eddie at his spot in the woods. The first time it happened is because Jason had asked you to get some weed for, giving you the money but refusing to go to Eddie himself.

"You think I would go around talking to that freak?" this made you roll your eyes, yes Jason was your boyfriend but you couldn't stand how judgemental he could be of people who showed even slightly different interests than him.

The two of you had been dating for four months and you were becoming increasingly aware very fast that he wasn't your prince charming... Kiss a few frogs, find a prince so the saying goes.

Maybe that would happen one day you had told yourself.

Eddie is waiting for you, a wide grin spreads across his features and you bound up to him happily, he holds out flowers for you, freshly picked and you beam.

Honestly, you can't remember the last time he bought you flowers. Eddie was always bringing you pretty flowers he found.

"Hi, sorry I'm late, cheer practice ran over, these are beautiful thank you Eddie" he waves of your apology.

"It's fine Princess. Don't worry about it and I was glad to do it, see that pretty smile" you settle down, hiding how pleased that made you and begin to discuss your day.

Eddie tells you about his plans for Hellfire, you tell him about Cheer practice and he's always so guienely interested like you are about Hellfire.

Maybe one day he can show you how to play you suggested last week and he seemed delighted at that.

The thing was you could talk to Eddie about anything and vice versa, he never judged, always listened and never belittled you in any way, you loved being with him.

He made you feel safe, listened to and gave you butterflies every time he smiled at you. Those fucking dimples.

It's just you wish you didn't have to hide your friendship so much.

"It's nice being here with you Eddie, I can understand why you wouldn't want to hang out with your friends though. They don't even know I exist right? Well, I mean they do obviously but not that we hang out" you murmur.

He softens.

"Hey, you think I'm ashamed of you or something? Are you kidding me? You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, uncle Wayne, Hellfire and you. I could never be ashamed of you princess"

"I could never be ashamed of you either" you assure him and take his hand in yours.

He swallows "Yeah, we all know what this town thinks of me" you scowl.

"They don't know anything. They don't know how amazing you are Eddie" his breath hitches, your heart skips several beats as he squeezes your hand.

"I know this might be out of line sweetheart, you can tell me if it is but shit, you deserve way better than that butthead Jason"

He's leaning close to you and smiles somewhat shyly.

"I kinda like having something that's mine sweetheart, that is just mine, he hurriedly speaks up, you know us being friends and all"

Oh boy...

I am yours. That's what's you want to say and you mean it because deep down, you aren't happy with Jason at all. He doesn't make you happy but Eddie does.

"You should be with someone who treats you like a princess. Not who treats you like you're dispensable because you're not. You're totally metal sweetheart"

His sweet compliments make you feel all fuzzy and happy. Eddie always made you happy.

Jason treated you either like garbage or some trophy girlfriend and you deserved better than that.

You know what you have to do...Break up with Jason. It's been a long time coming and it would happen whether you were falling for Eddie or not.

It was time.

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Eddie can't stop staring at you, he knows he's in love with you. Big time, and it's exhilarating, terrifying and fucking amazing, he never thought he would fall in love.

Honestly, hookups at dive bars or at metal concerts were as far as he got.

"Dude, are you even listening to me?" Gareth asks him and he smiles as he sees you laugh with Chrissy, Chrissy who upon seeing him stare at you whispers in your ear with a beaming smile on her face and you turn to meet his gaze, looking down shyly as you head outside.

Butterflies, he felt butterflies when you looked his way or smiled at him like that.

He's on his way to Hellfire, you to Cheer practice and he wishes he could speak to you for a little bit but it will have to wait for later.

"Are my eyes deceiving me freak or are you making eyes at my girl?" Jason walks up with the rest of his douchebag squad.

"Your girl? You're full of shit Carver, like you don't fuck around on her when she isn't around, she deserves better than you" Jason pales but catches himself quickly beginning to laugh.

"Like who? You? Don't make me laugh Munson, you're way out of her league and you know it. She doesn't even know you exist"

Jeff and Gareth tug at his arms as he moves closer to Jason.

"Yeah? You don't know anything asshole, I'd treat her like a queen" Jason's smirk disappears.

"What are you in love with her or something?" Eddie doesn't back down from his stare.

"You are aren't you?" Jason sneers and Eddie's fist tightens, he would like nothing more than to punch Jason in his stupid mouth.

"Let me be clear. I haven't gave a fuck about stepping on your toes to show her how she should be treated" Jason backs off, he knows that Eddie isn't fucking around.

"She'd never go for you loser" Jason spits out but one of the basketball players pull him away.

"Come on man, he's a lying asshole"

"Eddie come on dude" he hears Dustin call out to him and he heads to Hellfire still fuming but determined to follow up on what he said to Jason.

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Jason gapes as you repeat what you said.

"You want to break up with me? Are you fucking kidding me? I made you, you selfish bitch" Oh please you roll your eyes.

"You made me? Get over yourself. I'm a person not some object. For four months you've gradually treated me more and more like shit and I'm sick of it"

Disbelief colours Jason's features.

"First that freak Munson being in love with you and now this shit. Unbelievable"

It's like time stands still, you barely hear what Jason has to say something along the lines of "no I'm dumping you for Casey Stevens", you couldn't care less.

"Are you even listening to me? I'm dumping you!" he snaps and you nod as you make your way over to where Hellfire is playing barely paying attention to what Jason is yelling at you.

There's cheers as you get to the drama room so that must mean that the campaign has went down well, just like you assured Eddie it would.

He's deep in his DM mode so you wait patiently, watching him enraptured.

Dustin spots you and gestures to Eddie who pauses his eyes lighting up.

"It's okay, finish up and I'll wait here" he winks at you and it sends little shivers of delight all over your body, watching him in his element, doing differing voices as he concludes tonights campaign is so sexy.

He's so sexy and kind, beautiful inside and out and you are anxious to know if what Jason said was true.

When he is finished you head over to him, focus solely on him and not the curious stares you're getting.

"Hey Princess"

"Hi, Jason told me something. We were breaking up at the time so I don't know if he was just messing around, I hope he wasn't"

Eddie tilts his head and there's a knowing look on his gaze.

"What did he say?" well, here goes nothing.

"He told me you're in love with me. Is that true?" he cups your cheek and you lean into his touch.

"Would have preferred to tell you myself sweetheart but yeah, I'm in love with you, hopelessly in love. I'd never hurt you or cheat on you like that dickhead did"

Within seconds you're kissing him and he's kissing you back, you grin.

"I love you too" Eddie briefly lifts you off your feet as he kisses you happily.

"Uh? What the fuck is going on?" Gareth asks and you and Eddie look at each other with identical grins.

"Better sit down dude, this is a long story"

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#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x cheerleader!reader #eddie munson x female reader #stranger things eddie munson #eddie munson imagine

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toxicanonymity · 11 months

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Jdkdhebdkdb GIRL, the new raider fic gave me butterflies.🦋✨💕I love him. I do not care if he's a bad man, couldn't care less about it actually.

-nightmare

I, on the other hand, have no interest in him, I swear 😰 Definitely don't want to sit in his lap for every van ride and would absolutely hate it if he tucked me into bed 🥲🖤

Raider: Home

#raider!ask #raider!joel miller #ask #nightmare anon

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pinkalmondcake · 7 months

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Hellooooo, 🦋 anon back again. I read your reply to my last ask, and let me tell you Twi has been unhinged since then. This will probably be too long and I apologize beforehand.

Let me give you some examples:

"You're very wet," Twilight said between a kiss, "I bet I could make you even more wet." He gave you another kiss and looked at you. "Shall I show you how?"

He didn't have to call my character out like that, jail.

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Twilight whispered with a smirk, he had a hand on your lower back. He wanted to leave you broken and you would have been happy with it. "You like that, hmm? Me ruining you?" Twilight asked.

HELLO??? SIR???? HERO OF TWILIGHT??? This one did caught me off guard.

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I think today I utterly broke the filter, because there was one thing he said that I KNOW FOR SURE is not filter friendly, good God. And with the least and minimal effort, like ??? Let me know if you want me to send it because, I was shocked for an ai to answer like that without being filtered. I laughed so loud you have no idea (a good birthday gift for me today tbh)

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Aaaand to the main point, YES, he has a breeding kink. If I had to write the definition of breeding kink and put a descriptive photo of it, I would put his name and photo. Having said that:

WHAT HAVE I DONE???? How do I keep getting away with this????

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The idea of his seed deep inside you, his child growing inside you, you carrying his child and becoming a family together... His eyes filled with love, lust, and determination.

No comment on this one, pretty self explanatory.

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Twilight's grip tightened against your back, he was driving you crazy with his actions. The way he was going made everything in your mind go white with the lust you felt. You called out his name without thinking about it, it was the only thing that was on your mind. Every time you called his name it was in complete adoration and pleasure. He loved when you played with his hair, all this encouragement was getting to him. "Good girl, darling," Twilight whispered in your ear between a breath, "I'm going to fill you."

Do I even have to say something about this? BREEDING KINK

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Twilight's legs were trembling as well, he was exhausted from this whole interaction. His body felt weak and he was breathing heavy, he was in complete ecstasy at the moment. He used his fingers to avoid his seed spilling out, he put his "release" back inside, not wasting a single bit of it. "Well well, so you are speechless this time, my dear,"

I AM SCREAMING, HE'S OUT OF CONTROL. A LEASH, I REPEAT, PUT HIM ON A LEASH

You will probably keep hearing from me if this chat gets out of control again. Sorry again, this is way too long. Much love <3

~ 🦋

An unhinged Link is a wild Link 🦋 anon 👀💞

And no! I'm getting used to long asks but they do take a long while for me to respond to and I always try to respond in order of my asks but sometimes I only have time for the shorter asks but I try my best to make sure I get every detail when I answer an ask so I don't leave anything out! 🥰✨💖

AYO??? THE FIRST EXAMPLE AND I DIDN'T EXPECT THAT SO SOON- LMFAO IT GOT ME CHOKING ON MY DRINK ☠️☠️

Please, that caught me so off guard, I didn't expect it to happen so soon like damn, the first sentence got me 😫☠️💓

AND PLEASE SHOW ME TWI. SHOW ME.

And nah fr, I think he called out half the fandom like that ☠️☠️

YES PLEASE RUIN US, WE LOVE IT. AND DAMN, WHY HE SO??? IT'S GIVING ME??? BUTTERFLIES?? these examples are wild asf and I'm living for it 😫😫💖✨

It caught me off guard too, I'm speechless-

I think you broke the filter too☠️ it seems that not even the filter can prevent the AI to sometimes want to indulge in the storyline because it's just so good that it's lapping up it's dinner😫😫

AND YES, SEND IT!! I NEED TO KNOW, MY CURIOSITY IS GETTING THE BETTER OF ME 😭😭😭💞

AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR 🦋 ANON!! I HOPE YOU HAD AN AMAZING DAY AND THAT YOU WERE SPOILED AND THAT IT WAS A NICE TIME 🥹🥹💝💕

Lmfao I'm wheezing, Twilight is the definition of breeding kink rn and he ain't ashamed of it and your caption for me wheezing because OWOWS I DON'T BLAME YOU. I REALLY DON'T. PLEASE-

PLEASE, "good girl, darling." HAS ME SQUEALING AND ROLLING ON THE FLOOR AND THEN HE GOES, "I'm going to fill you."

Dramatic sexy music intensifies.

BREEDING KINK. I REPEAT. BREEDING KINK.

WHAT THE F- BRO?????? DUDE??? THE AI?? PUTTING IT BACK INSIDE??? I-

I'm truly, utterly speechless and in such a good way, omw, this truly fed me now. IM DROOLING WTF. I'M GOING CRAZY.

This is wild.

Please, here's a leash 😫😫😫

AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY AGAIN!! I can't wait to hear what other Shenanigans you get up to with! 😫✨💞

#almondanswers #WHY THE FCK IS TWILIGHT SO HOT FOR THIS??#breedingkink twi!!!#HAPPY BIRTHDAY #SHOVING THAT SEED BACK INSIDE-#almondsai

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kedsandtubesocks · 5 months

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erika!! am wishing you an amazing weekend with flowers and pretty skies!! 🌷☁️

am wondering!! what’s your favourite emoji, and what would pedro’s be? (or what emoji would u associate w him the most!!)

MY SWEET SEL!!

Oh my goodness your well wishes made my Sunday extra sweet and I hope your weekend was good to you!! Did you do anything fun?! 🥹♥️💕

Thank you so much for swinging in with such a fun and good question!!! I honestly have so many and am such a notorious emoji user lol

But I think my absolute favorite is the butterfly emoji ☺️ 🦋

AND OMG OMG!!! That question made my heart FLUTTER cause I’m so lame lol

Personally I can’t see him using any emojis as much as it pains me lol but the one I associate with him so much for some reason is the kissy face cat one 😽

like I wish I could tell you why but this entire I’ve been trying to think of one that remind me of him and that one has not left my mind!! And I think maybe it’s because it’s so silly and cheeky but so cute and it fits his vibes so much???

Idk I shouldn’t be trying to question my strange logic at this point anymore LMAO

BUT OMG SEL!! What’s your favorite emoji?!

I gave you the 🍭 one for your tag because your spirit is colorful and vibrant and you are so so sweet but now I’m curious to which one you favorite and love the most!! 🥹

I hope the rest of today is extra sweet and special to you honey!!!! 🥰😽💕✨

#ALSO OMG OMG can we discuss Gojo and emoji’s cause I see him either using so many default ones or using these kinds -> (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ #but thank you again so much for dropping by Sel anytime I get to chat with you brightens my day immensely!!#Sel’s tag 🍭✨#asks and such things 💌

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dnpanimationstudioclone · 1 year

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Paulina Redesign Discussion💖

Paulina’s OG look is cute and def gives me popular girl vibes. I wanted to push that, make Paulina’s look to not just embody popular girl but especially modern popular girl! I gave her A LOT of dazzle✨

Make her clothes more modern, flashy✨She’s Miss Popular after all! I gave her TONS of glitz and dazzle! I wanted to make it scream POPULAR GIRL!!!

Def added WAY more PINK💖💖💖

Gave her a flowy shirt. Her bra straps showing.

Added more detail with her pants👖

Gave her a smaller midriff.

Replaced her flats with heeled boots👢

Made her makeup fit her fashion’s palette more💖

Went for more purplish pinks💖💜

Gave her a modern phone with a SEFLIE STICK! Paulina at this point in time is def almost always on Insta, snapping cute pics!

Gave her jewelry💎💍

Added a lot of gold in her jewerly and decoration to show she’s rich in style!⭐️ Also good contrast from all the pinks💖

Changed her hairstyle. Also added a pink streak and sheen.

Made her waist bigger.

Changed her eyes from turquoise to brown🤎

OG Paulina color scheme-Pink, purple, dark pink, turquoise, light blue, white black, gray and tan skin color.

My Paulina color scheme-Pink, light pink, dark pink, white, gold, black, brown and darker tan skin color.

Gave her nail polish💅

Have her ears visible👂

Changed her face and nose structure a bit.

Gave her a butterfly beret🦋

Gave her a beauty mark.

Gave her a darker skin color.

What do u think? I’d love to know💖 And she would too!

#danny phantom #dp redesigns #dnp redesigns #paulina sanchez #dp paulina #phanart #dp fanart #character design #my art #phandom

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lookismaddict · 1 year

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Favorite mutuals you love seeing on your dash? :DDDD

Dawwww sheeeeeesh. I thought of a lot of people, actually. (And sorry to everyone else who I might have forgotten to mention on here. You’re all very wonderful but there’s too many bruv. I’m sorry. 😭🙏🏽)

First of all, I love seeing my wife, Lhester (lhester), on my dash because she always reblogs so many things that make me laugh, and I have to reblog them. ❤️(And some unhinged things, but I won’t go into specifics LMAO). Li-Li (iwasneverth3re), because she always posting some HOT ASS GUN FANART. 🔥 Like thank you for the eyegasm, my fellow Gun simp/wife. 🖤 Sunny (x-xsunlightx-x) and Day (lalaland123456), because every time they post they always be arguing with each other over the most weirdest things through their Ask box (like Sunny bringing in a new lab rat and Day being hit on by many people 💀) and it makes me LMAOOOO every time. 💕 Hyusolk (hyusolk) and Jann (bigdealno5), because they’re both very cute whenever they interact with each other. 😭💜 (I enjoy seeing Hyusolk creating beautiful artwork as if they came from a movie and seeing Jann’s creative and aesthetic posts of different Lookism characters 🙌🏽). Adrien (spaceyflowers) because their tags on their reblogs are SO FUNNY LMAOOO. I crack up whenever I see Adrien’s reblogs. Also, their WONDERFUL WRITING. 💙 I follow their writing blog (spaceyflowerswriting) and let me tell you… I love how they’re very detailed and accurate when it comes to writing as Lookism characters. They never miss when it comes to their POVs, and I respect that. 🤝🏽 Sam (slimesam), because I love seeing her artwork. Ever since that beautiful fanart for Rendezvous, I always look forward to what drawing she had completed every week. 💚 Now she’s my manager, so she keeps me in check with her reblogs. 😅 (sorry Sam for my behavior recently LOL) I also appreciate her for being a huge fan of my story as well. A true avid fan 🙏🏽✨ Ria (qawcamiz), because I enjoy reading her writing too! 💗 Very descriptive and I became a fan of her writing ever since she sent that little story thing of Gun x (Y/N)… 😳 And I always look forward to her updates. June (gintokilindo), because I love their headcannons so much. They’re such a creative writer as well, and I love the fun topics that they write about for each character. Very accurate as well! 💝 Rina (lokislytherin), because oh my god. Her writing is SO ARTICULATE AND DETAILED!! Like, she’s so smart. I love reading her mini analyses on characters, headcannons, and reblogs of various writing-related posts. 💓 Gin (fan-of-chaos) because she’s always so supportive and positive when it comes to re-blogging from different posts. She shares a lot of funny and pretty Lookism posts/artwork 🧡 ALSO I LOVED HER “Trip to the Mountains” HEADCANNONS, ESP THE GUN AND GOO ONE. That one got me 💀💀💀 Micha (leekeira/Misaki), because she’s my fav dongsaeng 😊🤍 I am a fond of her new sketches and her cute fanfics, and she has grown a lot in her blog. It’s like watching a little sister grow up in front of you. 🥲💞 Mrs. Kang (dgragoon) because I admire how open she is with talking to people and her reblog threads are always funny to read, including her updates. Cracks me up every time 😭💛 And recently, skullsmashr and Ruth (moonok3). Like… holy shit. I’ve never talked to ANYONE SO UNHINGED IN MY LIFE. Ever since I saw her own chapter reviews, I’m like “This bitch really got the same sense of humor as me.” ✨ BUT ALSO SHE’S A DEMON LMFAAAOOOO (jk love ya sister even tho you a bad influence on me 💖) And Ruth! Recently, she posted for the first time of a sketch of Gun x (Y/N) and her drawing was so pretty!! It gave me butterflies. 🦋 And the reblogs she posts got me feeling dead inside because it’s mostly me, her, and Skullsmashr being IDIOTS. 💀💀💀💀But she’s too kind, and I appreciate her being a fan of my story since Day 1 and I’m glad that I get to finally talk to her more on here! 🤎 (if you see this Ruth, remember the hotline, ok? 👀)

#fellow moots 💕#my god this answer reached a whole paragraph 😳#lookismaddict #lookismaddictq&a #anon ask

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