top 5 by @luna-di-fuoco!
💖 - top 5 magical girls - Mitama, Kanagi, Sana, Mel, Nagisa, Homura (that’s six ikik)
💙 - top 5 aqua units - Yachiyo, Rena, Sunao, Hotaru, Riko
❤️ - top 5 fire units - Tsuruno, Juri, Momoko, Ranka, Karin
💚 - top 5 forest units - Sana, Mito, Mel, Chiharu, Alina
💛 - top 5 light units - Kanagi, Yuna, Sakurako, Sayuki, Masara
💜- top 5 dark units - Homura, Mikage, Ikumi, Nagisa, Felicia
🖤 - top 5 void units - Mitama, Mikoto, Sudachi, Yozuru, Livia (there’s only so many :,))
👗 - top 5 character designs - Alina, Mikoto, Darkness Mitama, Juri, Riko
🧥 - top 5 costumes (halloween, winter, etc.) - Halloween Mel, Valentines Mel, Maid Nagitan, Ikumi casual outfit, Daito uniform Mitama
🪞 - top 5 alt versions - Mitama (Eternal Darkness ver.), Mifuyu (fairytale ver.), Yachiyo (fairytale ver.), Kanagi (vampire ver.), Nagisa (valentines ver.)
👭🏻 - top 5 dual units - Momoko • Mitama (mermaid ver.), Yachiyo • Mifuyu (beginnings ver.), Karin • Alina (Halloween ver.), Nayuta • Mikage (Christmas ver.), Konoha • Hazuki
⭐ - top 5 guest / spinoff characters - Oriko, Yuma, Yu, Akuma Homura-chan, Rena-chan (idol ver.)
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love when men cry about body hair bc "it's hygiene" and yet 15% of cis men leave the bathroom without washing their hands at all and an additional 35% only just wet their hands without using soap. that is nearly half of all men. that means statistically you have probably shaken hands with or been in direct contact with one of these people.
love when men say that women "only want money" when it turns out that even in equal-earning homes, women are actually adding caregiver burdens and housework from previous years, whereas men have been expanding leisure time and hobbies. in equal-earning households, men spend an average of 3.5 hours extra in leisure time per week, which is 182 hours per year - a little over a week of paid vacation time that the other partner does not receive. kinda sounds like he wants her money.
love that men have decided women are frail and weak and annoying when we scream in surprise but it turns out it's actually women who are more reliable in an emergency because men need to be convinced to actually take action and respond to the threat. like, actually, for-real: men experience such a strong sense of pride about their pre-supposed abilities that it gets them and their families killed. they are so used to dismissing women that it literally kills them.
love it. told my father this and he said there's lies, damned lies, and statistics. a year ago i tried to get him to evacuate the house during a flash flood. he ignored me and got injured. he has told me, laughing, that he never washes his hands. he has said in the last week that women are just happier when we're cooking or cleaning.
maybe i'm overly nostalgic. but it didn't used to feel so fucking bleak. it used to feel like at least a little shameful to consider women to be sheep. it just feels like the earth is round and we are still having conversations about it being flat - except these conversations are about the most obvious forms of patriarchy. like, we know about this stuff. we've known since well before the 50's.
recently andrew tate tried to justify cheating on his partner as being the "male prerogative." i don't know what the prerogative for the rest of us would be. just sitting at home, watching the slow erosion of our humanity.
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First was to love you, second was to fuck the shit out of you.
WARNING: Fem!reader, toxic relationship, short NSFW longer angst/fluff, implied murder, blood, cunnilingus, knife play
3rd part of my birthday special, I know I didn't post yesterday so I'll be posting two fanfics tomorrow if I can. I'm not feeling good, chat 😞
You couldn't say that your relationship with the Knave was as smooth as her operations that go under the nose of the Oratrice, it never was and might never will be.
At first, she was just nonchalant but very loving and sweet to you until one time she saw you conversing with someone else and that seemed to tick her off and made her switch from the Peruere that you loved to the Arlecchino that you feared.
What were you to expect from the child of a Fatui that killed her own mother?
"I'm a very jealous woman, you know that." She said as she stood up from her desk.
You scoffed, "And me talking to someone else ticked you off?" You snapped back.
She stopped from her tracks, the wind going still as she slowly turned around to see you. Her eyes meeting yours as she telepathically told you to stop pushing her.
"Yes—"
"You murdered someone, Peruere!" You reasoned out, trying to pull out her logical side.
"I am aware."
You sighed, rubbing your temples in frustration on trying to make this woman rethink her decisions and actions. Ever since she decided to make the two of you official, she always resorted to violence when it came to your safety but she was going out of line this time.
She then approached you, "I'm sorry, Mon cher... let me make it up to you" Her blackened hands made their way to your waist and to the ties of your dress, tugging on them slightly.
You tried to push her away but she was much stronger than you were, she lifted you up so suddenly and placed you down on her desk before tearing off your corset.
"Let me show you how sorry I am..."
You couldn't count how much you've come on her tongue, it was pure bliss as she kept working on your pussy like it was her very last meal. Though you could remember how she made you try to shoo away the children as they knocked and asked for their father while she was attacking your clit with passion.
You kept pushing her head away from you but she would not budge a single inch, it seems that this has agitated her as she stopped eating you alive and looked up at you with those X mark pupils of her before she stood up to look down at you.
A lump of saliva gathered at your throat as you watched her lips and chin glisten from your juices and the way that she wiped it off, slowly she leaned in closer to you, at first you thought that it was to hug you but then you felt a sharp and cold object run from the the nape of your neck towards the section where your back and ass meets.
"This time... I'll mark you to show everyone who you belong to... this time I won't hold back."
And just like that, you were turned onto your back with her hand pushing down on you. You felt her kiss along your spine before you felt the dagger that she held in her hands and carved her name all over your back, leaning down to lick up the blood that trickled off the shallow wounds.
You shivered as you felt her breath hit the open wounds she had put on you, this was pure torture but the pain seemed to fade into nothing but pleasure as you felt her rub at your clit once more before plunging the blunt handle of the dagger into you and kept thrusting it in until you were shaking.
Pulling out the dagger, she cupped your face with one hand to make sure you were watching as she sucked off your juices from the dagger's handle.
"When I was a child I never believed in the archons that plagued these lands... but by mercy, I gave them my devotion when they handed me to you."
You were now in the bathtub with her, the warm water engulfing the two of you as she laid your back on hers.
The wounds had long healed from being too shallow and not enough to cause you any further pain, however, Arlecchino seemed to get more relaxed as she kissed and licked at your neck whilst she massaged your thighs.
Her kisses trailed up and then she breathed into your ear before she spoke, "My whole existence is flawed and wretched... but you my dear... you make me get closer to the archons, you make me want to repent for all my sins just to be enough for you..."
You began to chuckle, laying your head onto her shoulders as you held onto her hands.
"You should really stop having sex with me just to take my mind off what you've done..." You spoke up, now stern and strict.
"Don't worry, his disappearance won't be linked to any of us." Before you could even speak up, you could hear the children speak from outside the door once more.
"Father, I had a nightmare..."
You laughed as the woman sighed.
"Your kids need you... daddy."
She gave you a warning glare before lifting herself out of the tub to dry herself off and cover her body with a bath robe, before she left however she did not miss to give you a quick kiss before leaning down back again.
"I'll make sure you'll be screaming that later... we're not done yet, I know I'm still not forgiven."
A/N: Do y'all think Arle likes being called daddy?
Anyways, I've been feeling bad these past few days due to the heat. I don't know if I'm just being dramatic but heat exhaustion is real gang, my head hurts all the time and I am just so irritable and I even got a nose bleed just earlier.
(Real, we kiss passionately when no one is looking)
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