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yanderestuff · 3 months

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Could we maybe get you ocs with a childhood friend darling 👀

Yanderes with childhood friend darling.

Omg! This such a good idea thank you! I was really short of ideas.

You and AJ grew up together. You knew how much AJ loved playing guitar. You saw AJ date others and break up with others, but at the end of the day AJ always was your childhood friend. AJ is a bit of a man whore, dating women and men constantly only to break up with them the next day. You knew AJ changed from the sweet little blonde kid next door. You knew AJ wasn't the same kid who you brought soup to when she had a severe illness that would have killed them.

AJ would only start feeling the effects of the bond hard when he turned 18. AJ has always felt the bond, but it was there sense he was little. He thought it was normal. AJ gets really over protective, and a bit possessive having lost so much. "My dad left me behind, my mom left me behind, my brother left me behind, but you won't, right?"

You knew how much of a softy Kuro was. You were middle school sweet hearts as Kuro realized, 1 your his mate, and 2 he loved you. You would hear him complain about how Samira was messing with his work, and how he hated his sisters marriage to Princess Dina.

He clings to you when alone and acts like a koala. After a long day of drug dealing, Killing, and blackmailing. He comes how and see a candy he and AJ loved as kids and his heart just melts.

You and Samira grew up in what most would call, a shady neighborhood. You would often find her beating up a kid who looked at you funny or talking to Kuro and different ways to quickly load a gun. She uses sarcasm alot and doesn't like being home with her dad.

She is quicker to trust you and quicker to be soft with you. She's more open with a childhood friend darling and Samira loves that you already. Know her. She will give you more freedom than normal darling.

She grew up in a high class family, so you probably were also high class, or friends with Ash, one of her few friends. She was a very sheltered kid so she would probably not talk to you as much till middle school. When she finds out your her mate she is very protective and caring.

She would treat a childhood darling and a normal darling about the same. Very lovey dovey, clingy, and very obsessive.

Sam lived in a small cabin in the woods. There were very few cabins nearby. Most were older couples without kids or whose kids were already grown. When she finds you, someone the same age she gets excited and hangs out with you. She probably shows you around the forest, and some magic.

She would love a childhood friend darling. Someone who already knows about her magic and lives close by. You most definitely will have a clingy witch near you always.

Dina is a princess so your either a royal, or a servant. If you were a royal than you probably would get engaged to her early on in arranged marriage due to her asking her parents to do so. If your a servant than she'll make sure you can't leave and give you simple tasks that won't take to much of your time, so you can spend it with her.

She probably married you early on. She will give you the best everything, and unlike normally will take you to meetings or to do work, as you are queen. She will be spending almost all her time with you and her work.

Ashley was a very popular kid. She knew you stood out among her friends and spent as much time as she could with you. If you know a instrument she will love it. She dated someone before they broke up, because she knew it wasn't the right fit.

She will take you with her band everywhere. You and Zarah are also friends and hang out often. She is much more lenient with a childhood friend darling. She trusts you more as you've stuck with her this long why stop. She still is over protective though and yells at others when they're to close.

#yandere #yandere oc #my oc #yan #yandere x reader #fem yandere #my oc aj #my oc ava #my oc kuro #yandere male #male yandere #yandere princess #yan witch #my oc dina #my oc samantha

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nkirukaj · 7 months

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I Want You, Simon

So here’s the deal, I’m in love with Simon Petrikov and I need more content of him existing in a romantic sense, so I’m writing a multi-part fic.

Pairing: Simon Petrikov x Fem! OC

Warnings: implied sexual feelings I guess?

Genre: Angst and Fluff I guess?

Word Count: 1.07k

(Sorry, I’ve never done this before lol)

Simon Petrikov was tired. Traveling the multiverse trying to save the world of his new adopted daughter and looking for the love of his life that had become a cosmic deity, Simon didn’t really know what to do with himself on th regular. He spent all this time being poked and prodded at his work/home, and since having weekly meetings with the Minerva bots, and moving to a more secluded area; he noticed that his restored sense of self didn’t cure his loneliness. Maybe it had something to do with him not leaving the house after moving, and not calling anyone? Eh, probably not, right? Everyone has their own issues to deal with, they didn’t need to be burdened with his.

Sitting on his couch finally watching something other than ‘Cheers’ is where he was when he got a call from his first adopted daughter, Marceline.

“Simon!” she said in that same warm tone she always used when speaking to him, it always made him smile

“Hi Marcy,”

“So I’m performing at the Candy Tavern tonight, you gotta come see me!”

“Of course Marcy, I wouldn’t miss it for anything!

“Great, I’ll have a surprise for you when you get there!”

“A surprise? Wait Marcy hold on-”

“K bye Simon, see you there!”

He slunched down into his couch knowing that whatever she had planned for him was something he was sure would throw him for a loop.

Walking through Ooo was a new experience every time he did it. On this walk, he noticed a butterfly with a happy face on it. It filled him with a sense of comfort, seeing it flutter.

When he arrived, he slipped through the crowd towards the bar and ordered his usual. Of course he was willing to support Marceline in any way that he could, but he wasn’t feeling as social lately. He scans the crowd to see all types of beings, non-humans and humans alike. After all this time, he still felt slightly out of place. Through the busy noise of the packed tavern and the dim lights, Simon was able to focus on the spotlit stage, and the sound of a finger tapping on the mic, center stage.

“Hello Candy people! You all know me! I’m Marceline the Vampire Queen”

Many cheers are heard throughout the venue “But for the first time ever, I will be performing with the wonderful and talented Samira!”

Simon’s eyes darted over to the woman ascending the stage stairs. Short with long, curly, black hair, brown skin and…thick. She wore a neon green crop top, with a slightly longer orange cropt top underneath, jean shorts and a black wired necklace.

“Hi, I’m Samira, you might know me, but I’m here to sing a Pre-Mushroom War song, backed up by the one and only Marceline!” Her voice was rich and smooth, not soft, but with a bit of a raspy quality that made her seem hard, while her words made her feel soft.

Simon’s eyes were wide and fixated on this mystery woman.

“Who is that?”

“Dude, she just said her name,”

Simon did not respond, only kept his eyes on this woman with a thickness he had never experienced.

“So let’s get this started!” Marceline shouted before strumming on her axe bass.

An employee removes the mic stand and Samira presses on her necklace and her voice echoes throughout the venue.

Welcome to your life

There's no turning back

Even while we sleep

We will find you

Acting on your best behaviour

Turn your back on Mother Nature

Everybody wants to rule the world

She sways her body to the music and his eyes can’t help but follow.

It's my own design

It's my own remorse

Help me to decide

Help me make the

Most of freedom and of pleasure

Nothing ever lasts forever

Everybody wants to rule the world

Thick, thick, thick. That’s all that was running through his mind. He felt his face go hot and his throat fill his collar. He tried loosening it with his finger, but it did not help. What is going on?

There's a room where the light won't find you

Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down

When they do, I'll be right behind you

So glad we've almost made it

So sad they had to fade it

Everybody wants to rule the world

I can't stand this indecision

Married with a lack of vision

Everybody wants to rule the—

Say that you'll never, never, never, never need it

One headline, why believe it?

Everybody wants to rule the world

All for freedom and for pleasure

Nothing ever lasts forever

Everybody wants to rule the world

The music fades out slowly and Samira stands center stage with Marceline as they bow together.

“Goodnight y’all!” Marcy shouts at the crowd

with another strum of her ax bass. Samira waves at the crowd and descends the stairs. Marceline plays her out.

“I love you Samira!!” Candy people shout “Samira!!”

Samira navigates the crowd, walking closer towards Simon, and he turns his face to hide the red overtaking it. She walks past him, slightly bumping his shoulder and doing a double take towards him that he doesn’t notice. And exiting the venue. Simon shivered from the touch. He lifts his head slowly reeling from either the performances or the drinks.

“So what’d you think Simon?” Marcy threw her arm around Simon’s shoulders

“Who was that?” He turned toward her and ran his hand through his hair

“Dude,” said the same Candy Person from before, “Is this guy listening?”

Marceline laughs “Who, Samira? She’s a friend of mine from the Human City. Surprised you’ve never seen her. I’ve been teaching her old songs but this is the first time I’ve played with her. She’s a really great singer, right?”

“Well yeah, but she’s so-“ he cuts himself off from not knowing what words to say

Marcy smirks and raises an eyebrow “She’s so what Simon?”

He shakes his head, as though to clear it. “Nevermind. I have to go. Great show.” He later Marcy on the back then scurries out the door.

The cool air greets him like an old friend, he basks in it, cleansing himself of the thoughts he’d had just a minute prior. After his fourth or fifth exhale, he felt a slight weight on his shoulder, and as he glanced at it, saw the same butterfly from earlier.

Chapter 2

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nyctophiliq · 2 years

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+ . . . 𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋

moss' 100 followers event!

status [ closed ] — writing phase !!!

"and if you hold me without hurting me, you'll be the first who ever did."

past lovers weren't kind, haven't cared enough to consider your feelings but with them it was all different. it was a love that held you close to their chest in the morning, eyes gazing at you with so much warmth and adoration. they thread their fingers with yours, brushing a kiss to your knuckles, before pressing your joined hands to their chest and shutting their eyes in bliss once more. they will never ever hurt you, or let you get hurt in anyway.

𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

— please only send in one prompt with a character

— only request one character at a time

— please only request the characters that are listed in this event and not on moss' main rule page

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

— ( arcane ) cassandra, grayson, caitlyn, ambessa, mel, grayson, sevika

— ( valorant ) viper, sage, reyna, killjoy, jett, fade, neon

— ( leauge of legends ) renata glasc, vayne, samira,

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

— sfw —

peach 🍑 ;; " are you going to keep pacing or are you coming in? "

sage 🌿 ;; " i'm better when i'm with you "

fish cake 🍥 ;; " what came over you? " — " teenager feelings i guess "

milk 🥛 ;; " promise that you'll hold me forever "

cake 🍰 ;; " nobody held me like this, you're the first "

crayon 🖍️ ;; " did you just kiss me? "

tri-color dango 🍡 ;; " you are very endearing when you are half-asleep "

love letter 💌 ;; " i can't imagine this world without you "

ice cube 🧊 ;; " mmm... you're warm "

candy 🍬 ;; " let me kiss it better "

juice box 🧃 ;; " any time without you is far too long "

cupcake 🧁 ;; " you got something... the corner of your lips "

onigiri 🍙 ;; " i'm not going to get sick, you baby, let me help you "

socks 🧦 ;; " keep the shirt, looks cute on you "

— nsfw —

chains ⛓ ;; " don't be shy "

spider 🕷 ;; " you know, you look real pretty when you cry "

coconut 🥥 ;; " no, no, look at me darling "

dvd / cd 💿 ;; " say please "

bandaid 🩹 ;; " open wide and say ah "

safety pin 🧷 ;; " kitten, don't make me tell you twice "

dice 🎲 ;; " i can't focus with your hands that high on my thighs "

cigarette 🚬;; " somebody might hear us if you don't quiet down "

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samira-kehmet · 3 months

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Twin Flame || Flashback

Date: 1821

Location: Rungung

Notes: A peek into the beginning of Samira’s relationship with her first wife.

It wasn't every day someone had the opportunity to extract nearly half a brain, even rarer when the patient survived it. Granted, this was only possible due to the patient being a young child, so her youth and developing brain were on her side - but still. It was a procedure Samira had never done before, and the fact she succeeded filled her with so much adrenaline she had no idea what to do with currently.

She finished getting cleaned up and took off her mask and gown. Already she wanted to do another procedure - but unfortunately that was her last procedure for the day. She felt like she couldn't wait until tomorrow to start again - she was so energized she could perform at least three more. As she stepped out of the operation room, right across the hall was a familiar face leaning against the wall. A beautiful, thirty-something Erkuss woman with long black hair, and captivating bright red eyes, smiling at her with her arms crossed. She had very clearly been waiting for Samira.

"Ah, Dr. Trenir," Samira greeted, walking up to her. "What a pleasant surprise."

"Dr. Kehmet," she greeted back. "I believe I gave you permission to call me Lyra."

Samira smiled. "When it is only us." She looked around, then brought her eyes back to Lyra. "I recall. 'Dr. Trenir' does sound lovely when spoken aloud."

Lyra chuckled. "It certainly sounds lovely when you say it." She reached out to pretend she was adjusting something on Samira's collar. She was sly when it came to looking for excuses to touch Samira in public.

Lyra specialized in orthopaedic surgery - easily one of the best in the hospital. And Samira knew on a more personal level that Lyra was excellent with her hands. They first met two months prior while working on the same trauma case. And from the second they locked eyes, it was impossible to deny the attraction there. Lyra was brilliant. Best of all - she cared more about Samira's mind than she did about the fact she was Djayyar.

"I had free time, so I watched you from the observation deck," Lyra told her. Her eyes moved from Samira's collar to her face. "You were phenomenal."

That compliment had more weight than every single one she received about her appearance combined. Samira bit her lower lip, eyes dropping to Lyra's mouth. She was still young in Djayyar years - she had needs. Perhaps it wasn't as thrilling as cutting someone open, but sex was a very close second.

"Thank you." Samira's eyes locked with Lyra's. "I need to inform the patient's parents on how the procedure was. But... will you be free for dinner?"

Lyra clicked her tongue and lightly tugged Samira's collar. "It will be a very late dinner, I'm afraid. I am scheduled for a rather complex spinal procedure in an hour."

Disappointing, but Samira understood. In fact, no one could understand better than her. She nodded.

But Lyra wasn't finished. "It happens that I am in dire need of a very talented neurosurgeon for this procedure... so I wished to ask if you have some spare time."

Oh, Samira was very much in love with this woman. It hit her right then. Her face lit up, like a child who was just told they were getting free candy.

"I do happen to have spare time," she told Lyra with a grin. She had the strongest urge to kiss her, but this was a hospital, not college.

Lyra finally let go of her collar. "Excellent. Meet me in room 502 when you are finished with your patient and we can go over it together?"

"Yes." By the stars, yes. "Of course."

Lyra quickly looked around, then, assessing it was safe, she gave Samira a quick kiss on the cheek. "I will see you shortly, then." She started to walk off, then stopped to look back at Samira with a smirk. "And I very much look forward to our dinner afterwards."

Samira had never been more enticed in her life up until this point. She just had a critical realization about her feelings for Lyra, but she decided that could be taken care of later. Lyra would still be there later. And hopefully for a long time after that. Samira felt that for once, in her 111 years of life, that she met someone who understood her completely. Someone with the same ambitions and the understanding of the drive behind those ambitions. Lyra didn't care about what she was, or what family she came from - she enjoyed Samira the doctor. Not Samira the Djayyar. Nor Samira the Kehmet member. Maybe it wasn't surprising that Samira had fallen for her. Lyra was perfect for her.

"As do I."

#i needed an outlet for all of my grey’s anatomy binging #dont tell samira #self para #flashback

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elizmanderson · 7 months

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*asking to multiple writeblrs*

Happy fourth day of Halloween!

What would your characters dress up as?

okay wait I actually have an answer for this, but for my book on sub rather than Remarkable Retirement lmao

this book goes by GroundskeeperWIP in my tags, and it's an adult contemporary fantasy about an old man cursed with immortality, a small Ohio town, and a vengeful spirit. found family, very extremely gay, deals a lot with grief and loss and mental health.

David dresses up as a historical figure from Harrington, Ohio. he fully commits to the bit, pretending to be astounded by things like cell phones or costumes with lightsabers. he throws candy at the children.

Peter, who is immortal, dresses like normal. David is >:[ about this because dammit why aren't you getting into the spirit of things. Peter claims he's dressed up as a historical figure. David does not find this funny.

Sayid dresses up as Peter. Peter is very soft about this but won't admit it. David is utterly delighted and pretends to constantly confuse the two of them.

Samira dresses up as a spy because she's going through a spy phase. everyone else spends the rest of the night resigned to having her pick their pockets, leave them notes in code, and pick the locks on doors they'd rather she leave alone.

#answered #groundskeeperwip #e's writing #halloween

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forochisme · 6 months

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Siempre se hablan cosas malas de Sunflower (y sus derivados, Kanon y cia) y de Kuro (el furro)... que no se habla de como el foro Shadow from the past también tiene un favoritismo (si Dom dice "a", todos dicen "a" y la trama gira en torno a Dom y su "a") y pues la trama se perdió con tantos eventos sin terminar y un universo alternativo XD. Al menos rolean. Ojalá publiquen este ask y de a poco se vea que todos tenemos paja en el ojo, incluso yo.

Te explico mi querido y perdido anon -El evento trama del foro, esta en pausa y será retomada cuando sea mejor explicada (ya que hasta el dia de hoy la historia ha tenido cambios y actualizaciones de fechas para tener mas noción del tema, lo cual fue sugerido por nosotros mismos me incluyo, para tener al menos una mejor nocion de las historias) -No hay favoritismos, Nana/Zury lo ha dicho, y es verdad, no es por defender pero Ni siquiera Dom es favorito y he atestiguado en ello, a eso se le llama compa��erismo y por que tienen una trama lo que es comun hablar de ello ¿no? y sobretodo por que nayare les dio la idea, si estas en el servidor como puedo pensar, entonces verás que entre todos hablamos de tramas que tienen sus personajes o de los otros personajes de los demas usuarios Dom con cherry - Dom con Inari - Enji con Nana - Kage Con Lady - Kage con Candy - Candy Con Daska - Nayare con Kotaro - Lady con Kuro y la lista podria seguir } la trama de los usuarios cuyos personajes son experimentos fallidos (como lo tengo yo) y que en su momento jugaremos un papel importante en la trama principal o como Aokigahara que mezcla y le ayudan a mezclar su trama con la de otros para que tenga concordancia, los vendedores ambulantes, y por su puesto los oblivion pero creo que no estas listo para asimilarlo -La trama en si, no gira en torno a los que tu mencionas especificamente, si no que a los que quieren participar, y ya tenemos ahi a Dom, a Inari, a Nayare, a Keigo, y por su puesto a mi: Enji, esperando la union de Daska y Cherry de (Duat) Y de Farah y Samira de (gehena) Y de Sariel con su aliado mas adelante (pero tambien para el evento canónico del foro en otras palabras su trama principal) se espera un desarrollo de alianza primero para llegar a ello para una mejor "guerra"

Informate querido anon... informate...

Sigue buscando por donde no, y mejor interiorisate mas en el servidor (incluso yo lo hago pese a que no me lleve bien con todos) para que conozcas mas por que se nota que desconoces y juzgas y por lo tanto, no sabes nada al respecto, quiza una vez siguiendo mi consejo puedas encontrar un defecto razonable de lo cual hablar

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melodyofthevoid · 2 years

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Happy Halloween Melody!!! I was going to ask this sooner but I though I'd hold off until today for it fits the theme.

So you had wrote a story once that "Samira" found "ghost Indra", and there's a story written by gem that backs up this fact.

Stupid question but I was wondering... does Mariza somehow find a "ghost Varan" or her "Ghost crew". A silly question yes but I've been wanting to know since the month started.

Any way, hope you enjoy your holiday, and we'll wish for you to get tons of candy. "If your still into that, that is."

I am dressed up, but candy was never my thing.

As for your question, I think that's rather fascinating as a concept. I'm not sure to what extent ghosts do or don't exist. It's a good question, and one I like to keep ambiguous because it's spookier that way.

But I do like the concept of her "finding" this "ghost" crew as she's midway into her transformation, or even heaven forbid ascended now, and they can't recognize her. Nor can she recognize them. There's only this mutual mourning. Are they real ghosts or just the vague memories?

Who's to say

#melody rambles #ocean idiots

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trophydollstrophywives1 · 10 months

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CANDY SAMIRA

@trophydollstrophywives1

#candy samira

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sevikasangel · 2 years

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A, C, O from sfw alphabet for Samira, Vayne and Irelia ☺️

yes, yes, yes! ꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡

ꜱꜰᴡ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀʙᴇᴛ [x]

𝐀 - 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐂 - 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬 | 𝐎 - 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧

𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚

𝐀 - 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

she is very affectionate and will show it to her s.o. through physical touch better than through words. she is a bit clumsy in her speech and feels awkward about voicing her emotions, but you know she loves you, she's the kind of person to show her love through actions. samira is constantly touching you in public, part of her wishes the world to see how lucky she is to have an eye candy like you all for herself, but the other part - most part - is all about protection and adoration. she is either holding your hand or letting you cling to her arm as she goes on with whatever she is doing. in private, she is a big cuddler and will cherish any opportunity she can to have a lazy morning with you.

𝐂 - 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬

cuddling with her lover is one of her favorite things to do. it doesn't matter if she is the big or little spoon, as long as she can feel you close. with her dangerous and wild line of work, she wants to enjoy your time together. samira is all about the thrill, but you can say that you've tamed this unstoppable bounty hunter just enough for her to settle down. you are afraid of losing samira, knowing how fast and dangerously she enjoys living. so snuggling is a sacred time for the both of you. you cannot even stay mad at her since she always makes you laugh, pulling giggles and smiles from you while she squeezes your body.

𝐎 - 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧

Samira's had a rough past. Some ghosts come back from time to time, but she hardly has hard days because of it. Not anymore. She feels proud of herself for being a survivor and overcoming everything that happened to her. She trusts her partner enough to tell stories from her childhood and all she went though after shurima was burnt down. she is very open about it from the start as she now easily speak about it. she expects her lover to do the same and will encourage you to vent to her.

𝐕𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞

𝐀 - 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

vayne has a lot of trauma regarding her past with the loss of her parents and it still takes a toll on her. she is not used to being taken care of, not when she has grown up by herself and survived on her own, having to learn how to survive in a world filled with monsters and filthy demons. she doesn't consider herself a people person. however, her lover can get a softer side of her that she is too afraid to show the rest of the world. shauna doesn't really like being touched, specially on her back. she'd rather touch you lightly instead, wrapping her arm around you while you're in bed together. she thinks you don't notice it, but she always watches you sleep. she is very protective of you and would move mountains for you, kill any beast that dares threaten your life. she loves you, though she doesn't know how to put it into words. lucky or unlucky for her, you are capable of seeing past her grumpy facade.

𝐂 - 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬

it took vayne a while to trust and care about you. but when she did, you knew she would kill and die for you. sometimes you'll tease your girlfriend and call her a guard dog, which will earn you an annoyed huff and a snarky comeback. when you are cuddling, she won't be little spoon even if her life depends on it. she doesn't feel comfortable as her trauma doesn't allow her to be this vulnerable. she prefers holding you in her arms with your back turned to her. shauna rests her chin on the top of your head, her arm protectively wrapped around your waist. sometimes she'll lace one of her long legs around yours to prevent you from getting up without her consent. yes, she's that controlling.

𝐎 - 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧

oh, vayne...she is not open at all. she has a lot of trauma and trust issues clouding her mind. she'd rather fight her inner demons by herself and won't vent to you even if you insist. she is scared of being perceived as weak. she hates the victim label. if you are in a long term relationship with her, she might tell you a story or two about her past, but it won't be filled with details and she'll seem extremely cold, even numb to the pain. you know better, though. her eyes never lied.

𝐈𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚

𝐀 - 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

the warrior has to dedicate a lot of her day to ionia and her people, spending most of her day practicing and ensuring that the land is safe from invasions. that being said, when she finally gets home to her darling, she wants nothing but to hold you close and heart to heart. she is a hopeless romantic, very affectionate. you can even say she is a bit touch starved. after losing her family, irelia learnt that we should value the time we have with the people we love. you are her only family now, so she treats you like a fragile porcelain doll. she shows her love through words, soft kisses on your face, by cuddling you, and taking you on walks through ionia.

𝐂 - 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬

irelia is a big softie in private and a sucker for cuddles. she's tall and strong, which makes her a perfect cuddle bear. she got so flustered when you called her that for the first time. the blade dancer doesn't mind the position she is when snuggling with you, but her favorite is when you are laying on top of her fully and she can hug you close to her body. this position is perfect for her to feel the warmth of her lover, as well as to steal loving, chaste kisses from your lips. she adores when you play with her hair and leave a trail of little kisses on her face. she will blush, again, big softie.

𝐎 - 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧

it takes irelia some time in the relationship to be able to open up to you. after losing her entire family for war, she is terrified of losing you and will be extremely mindful of your safety. she'll constantly tell you that she doesn't want to lose you, that she can't bear anther loss in her life. not you. you are her sweetheart. being the warrior leader of her people, she would get overwhelmed sometimes and cry in exhaustion in your arms. you are the only one who sees this vulnerable side of her. you always reassure her that it's okay to cry and that she doesn't need to be strong all the time.

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little-leaf-man · 1 year

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Characters I'd trust to do HRT from best to worst:

Mozzerela: She'd be the best, make sure everything is good to go, she'd offer sensory things to try and distract you from the needle if ur a lil scared. Gives you a thumbs up and a candy each time when it's done. And a little colourful plaster if you need or want one.

Muscari: Very efficient. Very clinical. Does everything in the safest most textbook way possible, no room for error. Might as well be a doctor about it. Cleans your bathroom as well.

Dutch: No candy, but he's quick and efficient and safe. Says good job. Now go eat some vegetables. Just overall trustworthy.

Samira: Like Mozzerela, but calmer. Gives you cake instead of candy.

Zohdi: Very good at the application part, just talks a lot and eats snacks whilst forgetting to offer you any.

Adil: Once again good at the injection part, thought you might feel it. Quiet and focused. Doesn't make conversation, but obvs knows what he's doing

Reve: Actually pretty good at the whole process! Chats with you and before you know it, he's done. Downside is that he might steal a lil bit to study.

Pouchong: Tries his best, but obviously doesn't want to do this. Also not sure if you want a wyvern trying to sniff you at the same time.

Hosea: Does the process effectively because he'd be damned if he got it wrong, but doesn't actually care about your wellbeing. Tells you to shut up and sit still if you move even a little bit. Stop talking. Don't complain that didn't hurt.

Cato: Hypes themself up to help you with the injection, does it whilst also telling himself 'You're so brave,,,'. Asks you to do them afterwards but gets scared when you get the needle out.

Ioxxi: Doesn't care if she stabs you a bit. Also tells you she's better at being transgender. Doesn't give a reason how or why. Still gets the job done. 50/50 chance she takes something from your house.

Tesco Stan: Dude she forgot what she was here for. Starts talking to you about something completely unrelated instead. You remind her what she's here to do and she says ''Oh! Why lol? What am I supposed to do?''

Viktor: I don't think you want that guy around you with needles

Dr Ratman: Don't invite him into your house he'll start eating the wall and then ur hormones

#mozzerela #hosea slei #oh cba to tag everyone

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cesar-augusto0586-things · 1 year

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Candy Samira

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nkirukaj · 6 months

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I Want You, Simon- Chapter 6

Yo, I love Simon so much. He's literally my hyperfixation right now lol. I really hope I'm doing him justice! To the small number of people who read this story, thank you! :)

Pairing: Simon Petrikov x Fem! OC

Warnings: implied sexual feelings

Genre: Angst and Fluff and Sexuality

Word Count: 1.7K

Link to Chapter 5

The brightening lights and the screaming crowd meant nothing to him at this moment. All he could do was stare at the woman on stage and wonder how he could have been so blind.

“Sami,” he spoke again, this time in a more assured tone. Samira was Sami. He couldn’t exactly wrap his head around it, maybe that was why it had taken him so long to be able to figure it out. Had he even figured it out? If this was true, she basically had to tell him through song. But how could Samira be Sami? They were so different. Or were they? Well Samira was into music while Sami was into books. Samira was cool singer and Sami was a cute nerd. Sami wore her hair up but Samira wore it down. It couldn't be, it was impossible. Simon continued to stand in place as Samira exited the stage. She walks over to a corner where there are some people waiting to speak with her. She is in deep conversation as he takes some unconscious steps toward her, and while she spoke, she took a glance over toward him. Simon turned to hide his face, suddenly a bit embarrassed to be there, but obviously he didn’t turn fast enough, because within a few seconds he felt a tap on his arm.

“Hey!”

He turns back around to face her “Hey. You were amazing up there. These are for you,” he hands her the flowers, she takes them.

“Thank you! No one has ever brought me flowers before,” She looks a little confused but appreciative.

“No problem…Sami,” he leans forward a bit, expectantly

She looks up without moving her face; smirking

“When did you figure it out?” she picks at the flowers

“Tonight,” he blushes “Your song. It was beautiful. It was something Sami- well, you said to me a bit back.”

“Oh, well now I know that you listen to me when I speak.”

He looks a bit shocked “Of course. I always listen to you. I love to hear you.” He may have spoken a bit too much, but Samira’s eyes brightened as she looked up at him. But just as quick as it came, it turned into a disgusted look.

“What is that smell? Is that you?” She leans forward and sniffs him “Oh my glob, it IS you! Why do you smell like that?”

“Uh, new cologne. It’s um Grape Honey Dandelion,”

“Oh my glob, where did you get that from, the clothing kingdom?”

“Um, yes actually”

“Dear glob, don’t ever do that again” she laughs and covers her nose “Did you wear that for me?”

“Um no….? Yes.”

“Well thank you, that’s flattering, but stick to your usual scent. That one smells amazing”

“Really?”

She nods “That’s how I know when you enter a room,”

He turns red at her attention to detail “But thank you for coming. It really means a lot to me.”

“Of course, I’d come every week to see you.”

“Well, you don’t have to wait until Thursdays to see me,” she winks at him, holding the flowers up to her face.

“You’re right. Maybe we could spend some time together outside of here and the library?”

Samira widens her eyes with surprise “Are you asking me out?”

“Yeah...to hang out. As friends” He felt like slapping his own forehead the moment the words passed his lips.

Samira’s face dropped a bit, but was instantly back up to normal

“Um, okay! We can definitely do that! Just tell me when. You can text me!”

She pats herself down, then turns to address a Candy Person, they give her a marker. She turns back to SImon “Roll up your sleeve,”

“I can’t roll up my sleeve in this suit,” he chuckles, knowing that he sounds ridiculous.

“Yeah you can. See?” She grabbed his arm and meticulously folding the sleeve back to reveal his forearm.

Simon is immediately made aware of the scar from the wound he got on his “adventure” with Finn, who was trying-in a very wrong way- to make him feel better. He’s filled with self-consciousness and certainty that Samira would say something about it, but all she did was regard it by rubbing her thumb over the it, then write her phone number on top of it, as well as her name, as if she was signing her name on the dotted line of a document.

“Call it an autograph. Take a picture of it.” she gives him a coy look “But yeah, use that to text me. Or call me or whatever”

He traces his finger over the scar “Yes, absolutely.”

“Okay. Well..bye” Samira twirled the marker between her fingers before giving him a small wave before departing, taking the flowers-and the marker-with her.

Simon kept unconsciously rubbing his scar and staring off at nothing. He was unaware of what he was thinking about, but he did know that he wanted to get rid of this awful smell.

After getting home, Simon copied down Samira’s phone number on a piece of paper. While preparing to shower off the cologne, he thought about what Samira had said about th writing on his arm being like an autograph. Once he removed his shirt, he took out his phone and decided to follow her advice and take a picture. He decided that this was something he wanted to remember.

After his shower, he sat down on his bed, glad to be free of the smell. Staring off into the distance had recently become a new hobby of his. When he snapped back into reality, he found himself once again rubbing the scar that he had not noticed once until tonight. He didn’t know why, but he couldn’t stop doing it. While grazing it, he thought back to Samira’s touch on his scar. The care she took rolling up his sleeve, how she didn’t make any comment upon seeing the scar, and how she didn’t pretend like it wasn’t there, but instead made him feel like it was some interesting part of him to be recognized. Her soft hands and fingers trailing over it.

No, this was him making a big deal over nothing, he was sure of it. Time to do something actually productive. He should start by getting dressed. Then proceed to do some late night reading to take his mind off of his complicated feelings. Laying in his bed, cracking open the first book that came to his mind, he bagan reading and very quickly realized that this was one of the books he had borrowed from the library almost a week prior. In fact, this was a book that he had sat and read with Sami,-well Samira. He wondered if he was still allowed to call her that.

Enough about that. He was reading. That is what he was doing, not daydreaming or thinking about other things. Reading.

But turning the pages, he was hit with a smell of strawberries, but not pure strawberries, more like processed ones. Kind of like something strawberry flavored. This was how Sami smelled to him. He laughed to himself thinking how silly it was that his brain had taken the time to identify the scent so specifically, and how quickly he was able to relate it back to her, but waved it off because he was certain that the scent would fade within a page or two.

But it did not.

In fact, her scent seemed to be all over this book, and before long he found himself turning the pages only to get another hit of the smell. And now he was outright sniffing the book. The smell filled his head with memories. Such as the first time he watched her perform, the way she was able to yield complete control over her body, hearing her sing, and hearing her speak, like the day they were both at Marceline’s house, tonight when she smelled the flowers he gave her, and mostly all the days and afternoons they had spent reading to each other. In particular this one specific moment when he was reading and she sat next to him on the floor and leaned over so she would be able to read the texts as well. That was the moment he had caught on to her scent. It was also the moment he had first seen her face up close. She was beautiful from afar of course, but up close, it was like you could see her personality, right there on her face. It was as though she put it all out in the open, and she wasn’t scared of anything. The more he thought of her smell, her body, and her face, the redder his face became, and the tighter his pants became. He couldn’t stop himself from sniffing the one thing he had that she had touched. He wondered for a moment and then put his arm up for him to smell as well. He’d had a shower, but his arm smelled like her as well. Sooner or later he felt ridiculous. What was he doing? Smelling himself and his books like a crazy person!

“I am reading,” he thought speaking to himself aloud would help ground his thoughts

But when he opened the book once more, the smell of candy strawberries hit him again and turned his face beet red and his pants ultra tight.

“Alright that’s enough reading for tonight,” Simon slams the book closed, removes his glasses and lies down under his cover, staring up at the ceiling, having nothing to distract him, he quickly felt a heavy underlying guilt.

He had asked Samira to ‘hang out’, not knowing where it might lead, or if he’s even ready for what he’s about to jump into. He couldn’t do that to her, it wouldn’t be right. It’s not fair to her.

That’s what he told himself lying in bed that night because he did not want to admit to himself that his guilt was more about the fact that he hadn’t felt like this for anyone, since Betty. And by having these thoughts about another woman, he knew for certain, he was betraying her.

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