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suyacho · 9 months

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FLUFFY FRIDAY !!

a small little event where i accept asks for fluff drabbles every friday! some days ill give prompts, others will be your own choice, you can pick anyone as long as it’s listed in my fandoms and if we’re friends and you know we share another fandom together, feel free to ask those! i will be writing those fics whenever i feel like it!

reminder that im allowed to decline any ask for whatever reason.

this weeks prompt > anything fluff you’d like <3

spots 0/5

#FAIR REMINDER THAT THIS DOESNT MEAN THE FICS WILL BE POSTED ON FRIDAYS #heheh #fluffy friday #gif by @/i92-93 !

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littlepinkdiary · 10 months

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i had fallen off, but i'm back, i'm back, i'm back!

let's hope it's a permanent return because i am not the most consistent in all i do.

june 12, 2023 (sat in the drafts for too long. oops)

anyways! updates, and i guess these will come in bits and pieces. dying to talk now that my brain is FREE from a-level stress and clutter (though i've still 2 papers to sit, but they're MCQ... i'll be fine!)

1. I had what I'll say is my first ever crush. i'm prone to attachments, yes, but i think this was the first time i ever idealised a man to no return (never again)

2. i finally got my kitten, and he's literally my baby!

3. school and friends? absolutely amazing. i loved it there. have lots to talk about.

4. prom and preparations??!!!

5. my resort trip. had so much fun i have to recount it again.

#littlepinkdiary #pink blog #diary blog #girlblogging #girly blog #blogblr #personal diary #online diary #girl blogger #girly stuff #pink #school life #credit:#i92 93

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i92-93 · 9 months

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🪼 𖦹 ༊࿐ ⊹ ˚. ࣪𓇻 ݁

⭒ 𓆞ㅤ 𓈒 𓇼ㅤׂ

⭒ㅤ𓈒ㅤׂ𓆝

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ֺ ༊彡⬭ 𓈒 ݁ ꒰ 🪸 ꒱ ࣪𓂂 ׅ 𖼐꒱࿐ ִ ۫

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kafkasmuses · 4 months

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girlnextdoor

( chapter one :

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words: 3,525

tags: 18+!!!! mdni , camgirl ! reader , camming, sex worker ! reader , masturbation , falling in love , body worship , religious / greek imagery , voyeurism, semi ! sub coriolanus , fantasizing

p.s : this is also on my ao3! ( divider by i92-93 )

a/n : i don’t know how i managed to make this an emotional story with greek references, but i did it somehow LOLL hope u enjoy!!

PROLOGUE : COMPETITION .

festus had an irrational mouth, he had dared coriolanus to do stupid things before, like asking girls out, or to have one night stands with them. it was awful, coriolanus hated being around festus because he was like a fly buzzing around in his eardrums, circling around his head and refusing to leave no matter how many times he swipes at it. coriolanus wasn’t the only victim unfortunately, sejanus was the main one for festus, because sejanus was weak, pliant, and could easily be peer pressured into anything.

“i dare you to ask her out,” he points to a girl in the library, a girl with clemensia and arachne.

dear fucking god, save us all, this is going to be a crucification performed in the middle of the academy’s library.

“you’re joking, right?” sejanus coughs out an awkward laugh.

festus’ eyes narrow, a dangerous seriousness, “no, it’s not that hard.”

“why don’t you do it then?” coriolanus slices in the conversation.

“i have a girlfriend,” festus shrugs, “can’t.”

coriolanus barks out a bitter laugh, “who would date you?”

“okay, that’s fucking rude, and she’s hella hot, so fuck off, please,” festus rolls his eyes, “go on, sejanus!”

sejanus frowns, festus was talking so loud that the girls were now looking at them, with their judgemental, pristine stares.

so he sighs, and raises to a stand, making coriolanus’ eyebrows furrow, he knew sejanus was weak, impulsive, but not to this level, “you aren’t actually gonna do it, are you?”

“i am,” sejanus sounds confident, but he isn’t. poor, sweet sejanus.

what a trainwreck, like something you try to hard to look away from, but you just can’t. your eyes follow him as he moves over to the girls, a small smile curving his lips when he finally approaches them, an opposite to their sharp eyes. clemensia’s head tips to the side, “yes, sejanus?”

sejanus inhales, trying to remind himself that he does have a way with words, so just use that.

his eyes move down to you, “i was wondering if—“

“no,” you respond quickly.

he swallows, “okay.”

and festus is laughing, god it’s more of a cackle than a laugh.

but the girls don’t laugh, they know festus’ game, if anything they hate festus more than any of the poor boys that are dared to ask them out for dates.

“who’s your girlfriend?” coriolanus asks, having a feeling that he’s lying.

festus’ laughter immediately calms down, “she’s a pornstar, and she’s like super in love with me.”

“does she even know you exist?” coriolanus scoffs, “‘m sure she’s just doing her job.”

“shut the fuck up,” he rolls his eyes, “you’re just mad you could never get with a girl like mine.”

“let me see her,” coriolanus offers, and of course, festus pulls up a picture of a girl who hardly shows her face.

you can only see her lips, and from then on she’s in very tight and revealing clothing, coriolanus stares at the picture for a second, then looks at festus.

festus smirks cockily, “hot, right?”

hot, is that all he views his so called girlfriend as?

“you can’t even see her face,” he confronts, and festus rolls his eyes.

“that’s not the point—“

“then what is?”

“her videos, dude, they’re so good,” festus’ voice becomes a loudly hushed whisper now.

coriolanus’ jaw ticks, “you sure she even knows you?”

“okay, she doesn’t— but like—“ he groans, “why don’t you try to get her to notice you, asshole?”

“i don’t watch porn,” coriolanus shrugs simply.

festus coughs out a laugh, “yeah, say that again when you’re searching girlnextdoor tonight.”

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coriolanus, in his own defense, should be saying that it was curiosity. at first it was, yes, pure innocent, unshielded curiosity. then it became what it truly was underneath all of his guards, admiration. with each video, each picture, it had his teeth gritting. he didn’t want to pay to see your exclusive content at first, but with how little you showed on every other platform, it almost felt necessary. girlnextdoor, what a peculiar name, he was itching to know more about you.

maybe it was the competition festus had set him up for that had him wanting this, coriolanus was never one for porn, or for jerking off. but god, he might now be. it was disgusting, how much his mind raced with every suggestive picture, ones where you teased the contents underneath your bra, or a video where you were taking off your panties but still showing nothing.

he went back to your original website, only to find, in bold letters, LIVE.

live? he swallows thick, cursor moving to click on the maroon enticing him.

the sight that came nearly had him clicking off almost immediately, you had been moved into a cowgirl position, riding a dildo. your moans filled his eardrums almost immediately, each whine, each movement of your hips delivering a squelching sound. he felt like a dehydrated man, throat run dry, tongue devoid of any saliva. aphrodite, in her natural habitat, sex, love, devotion, she is putting herself on display— yet with the camera placed to show everything only from below her nose, she is so hidden at the same time.

he was biting the delicate skin on the inside of his cheek, peaking near the metallic taste, but he didn’t even realize over the heat rushing to his dick. he breathed out, wondering what it would feel like if you were to be on him, with those experienced hips, that body which looks like it was crafted from the gods himself, your pussy swallowing his dick whole—

he clicks off as soon as the thought sears in his mind, he doesn’t need to be thinking of a pornstar like this.

his eyes close for a minute, and all he can see in that darkness is the shape of your body, the bucking of your hips as you ride the dildo, and he sighs.

he should sleep. it’s late.

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INTERLUDE : HAUNTED .

adoration, a statue by stephen abel sinding, made from delicate marble. it depicted a man at a woman’s feet, as she sat upon a pedestal. he was on his knees, eyes staring up at the goddess in front of him, as she sat with her back straight, eyes falling upon the man that worshipped her. he kissed her legs with care, admiration, hands slipping onto her calves as he plants his lips upon her shins. she was gorgeous above him, allowing him to take every part of her into his hold, to kiss her and devote his whole pride to her.

coriolanus swallows thick, he thought that when his eyes moved to a close, his thoughts would dissipate.

they got worse, so, so much worse. they were more vivid now, dirtier, his longing worsening.

he imagined what words would spill from your mouth as your hips swayed on him, he allowed you to take the lead, restraining himself from fucking into you like a desperate man. to be honest, he was desperate, he was needy, the feeling of your puffy walls closing in on him had him almost whimpering himself. a god is no match to his goddess, he will always fall to his knees in front of her, no matter what. coriolanus had pride, surely, but the idea of your clit rubbing against his abdomen as your hips stuttered on him had his pride becoming weak façades.

say that again when you’re searching girlnextdoor tonight.

fuck you, festus. he was the reason that coriolanus even knew this camgirl existed, the reason for the painful stains on his mind.

festus wouldn’t be so cocky if the girl he calls his girlfriend had coriolanus’ dick in her mouth.

the feeling of your mouth on his dick became vivid as well now, he could see it so clearly, your doe eyes staring up at him through those velvet lashes as your pillow lips move to press sloppy, open - mouthed kisses onto the tip of his cock. you were teasing him, surely, and he couldn’t take it. he would grit out a small plea for you to actually suck him in, and he would feel your lips curl onto his tip, “beg.”

begging, coriolanus always hated the idea of it, he thought it was weak, gross, submissive.

but in this moment, he was so clouded with lust that he didn’t care for the repercussions of a simple please.

“please, just fucking— god, i need—“ he couldn’t even get his words right, it was sweet. your eyebrow cocked at him, his piercing blue eyes staring down at you through dilated pupils and lazy lids. you finally took pity, lips parting further so your tongue could snake out and slide underneath his cock as you take him in finally. the warmth was all too much for coriolanus, wetness, warmth, his fingers move to thread through the weaves of your hair, his bottom lip falling tight underneath his top teeth.

his hips buck ever so slightly, again, desperation. you don’t react though, if anything, you just moaned around him.

no gag reflex? dear god, you’ll be coriolanus’ ruin.

god will not be present in this moment though, as though this is a reenactment of the martyrdom of saint sebastian. arrows shooting at him as he falls to his fate, he was strung up, shot with the painful spears, and left for his death. isn’t that so alike to now? festus had tied him up, fed him stories of this woman and allowed him to fall into sin, then left him for his own demise.

apples began to taste sweeter, even with their poison, as coriolanus finds his hand dipping below his waistband, his long fongers fell along his painful hardness. he mumbled a curse into the gentle air as he finally relieves himself from all of his sins, as of he’s sitting in the confessional of a church, whispering all of his sins to the judgemental priest. the scales tipped as his fingers moved to curl around his cock, fist moving up and down on his length.

the pictures continued, he thought of how he would take care of you first, now if he was the one dominating.

he would go rough, he always loved the idea of fucking someone senseless, making every vein buzz with only pleasure, mind forming thoughts solely of lust. he imagines holding you close as his fingers curl inside of you, he doesn’t push them in and out fast at first, but when your hips buck up against him— he becomes harsher, the intention of bruising your lips evident.

next, he moves to press you against the mattress, fucking you senseless into it.

he hums into the air, “ah— fuck..”

his breathing is labored, eyes scrunching shut as the pictures of your eyes rolling back becomes a mere oil painting in front of him, perched on the walls of the most pristine museums. his fingers would pass through your hair again, now the back of your head, pulling you back so your spine is flush against his chest. you’d lean back against him, melting into his skin and begging for more. surely, you had enough experience from your dildos and other sexual toys, or partners, but none of them could compare to coriolanus as his hips snap into you.

he groans into the air, seething in the pleasure, “i’ll fuck you so good..— mm.”

he moves to now fuck into his hand, imagining his hand a depiction of your velvet walls around him, clenching as you near your high.

you moan against his flesh, his fingers moving from your hair to your neck, pulling you until your flesh molds with his, adoration and lust merging you two together.

he went faster, harsher, fucking into his hand until his thighs grew sore, finally reaching his high.

he spills into his hand, sighing into the humid air.

“my god—“ he mumbles, eyes fluttering open.

what the fuck is his problem?

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INTERLUDE : DARE ME ?

“so, did you talk to her?” festus interrogates him, per usual.

coriolanus’ eyes are heavy, he hardly slept after the events of last night, “no, i didn’t.”

“fucking loser,” festus snears, “she was live last night.”

“i know,” he swallows thick, the image of you riding the dildo returning to his mind, “did you talk to her?”

“yeah,” he shrugs, cocky, again, “i’m texting her right now.”

coriolanus’ eyebrows furrow, he leans over to see festus sending a message.

a phone goes off in the library.

as soon as the message is sent.

coriolanus blinks, once, twice, “send another.”

so he does, he types out another message and send it.

the same phone goes off again, just as the message says delivered.

coincidence?

coriolanus doesn’t believe in those.

“you’re so fucking weird dude, don’t try to read my messages,” festus pushes him away.

coriolanus groans, he couldn’t care less to read festus’ messages, “are you paying her to talk to you?”

“yes, but that’s not the point—“ festus quickly tries to save himself from the humiliation.

coriolanus scoffs, “she’s not your girlfriend, you can’t even get one, like ever.”

“and what about you, virgin?” festus leans in, a smirk growing on his lips. coriolanus knows what that smirk means, it means coriolanus will soon be sealing his fate, “why don’t you try to get one?”

“i’m good,” coriolanus shrugs, “nobody’s here for you to even dare me to ask out.”

“clemensia is,” he points to the table where you and clemensia always sit at, and of course, you’re both there, “and her friend.”

“i’m not asking them out,” coriolanus moves down in his chair.

“yes you are, i dare you.”

“no, you’re so fucking stu—“

“i’m gonna tell everyone you’re a virgin.”

coriolanus’ weakness was people knowing all the humiliating things about him, one of those things was the fact that he hasn’t had sex yet. coriolanus was an attractive man, he could get women if he truly wanted to and spend his nights with them, but he refused. and that made festus’ dares easy.

coriolanus’ jaw shifts, “you’re an asshole.”

every step he takes is slow, calculated, yet confident. it’s a certain stride that coriolanus always has, where he knows what he’s doing, but unsure at the same time. especially now, especially when your hair falls off your shoulder as you turn to have your eyes fall on him, sensing his approach. maybe it was a common thing for you, knowing festus would be daring his friends to come up to you, clemensia, or arachne.

always on high alert, he assumes.

his eyes fall the exposition of your shoulder, a key to one of those tight shirts that you always wear, even when it was against dress code.

a tight skirt and a short skirt, your motto, clearly. your twist underneath the table when he stands next to your seat, close, but not enough to make you uncomfortable. one thing he does notice though, is the strap of your bra. pink? a familiar shade, and as he follows it down, he notices the lace that starts on your bra. it looks an awful lot like the bra that the camgirl wore last night, the bra that coriolanus imagined you taking off for him.

his eyes narrow, he seems distracted, and you stare at him like he’s dumb, “hello?”

his eyes snap to your face at your words, “sorry— i—“

“what? are you gonna ask me out?” god, were you always this bitchy?

“i was planning on it,” his jaw shifts, eyes dipping to the plush of your lips, coated in that sparkly, strawberry gloss you always wore, “would you have said yes?”

“no, god, what is with you assholes?” you roll your eyes, pencil tapping impatiently against the desk.

“hm, not even a study date?” his eyes trail down to the book on your desk, “i saw your score on the test last week.”

“ew, fucking creep,” you snap, “i don’t need your help.”

“you sure?” his eyebrow cocks, your no isn’t stable yet, so he’s persuasive.

“coriolanus,” clemensia cuts in, “she said no.”

“did she?” he whistles, a cocky smile curving his lips, one that you want to slap off him, “must’ve not heard that.”

“then get some hearing aids,” you laugh, “i’m not sucking your dick.”

“didn’t ask you to, but we’ll see, sweetheart.”

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we’ll see. he didn’t even know where those words came from, or his cockiness, maybe it was the fact that he suspected you to be the girl he had on his mind last night. if so, then he would know things about you that many don’t, and that gives him power.

greed : an insatiable desire for material objects, wealth, and power.

coriolanus snow was a greedy man.

he kept a closer eye on you now, eyes pinning to the back of your head, memorizing the way you style your hair, so that he can see if the hair that drips off your shoulders in all of your secret videos were the same. or if your lips were as sparkly and glossed in those videos as they are in person. did you wear the same mini skirt you wore to school in your videos? that would be dirty, wouldn’t it? capitol girl, dressed in her pristine clothes as she fucks herself in front of thousands.

what a slut.

he had to figure it out, it was an untamable hunger that not even the most holy prayer could exorcize out of him. rosaries dripped around the fingers he used to curl around his cock the night before, and even in his most innocent prayers, his mind reflected back onto the idea of pulling the rosary around your neck as he fucks into you. his eyes snap open, and now just another thing that he had done so clearly before was plagued with your existence.

was this you calling out to him? beckoning him to pray for you?

if so, he might just do it, dedicate all of his rosaries to you, replace virgin mary with yourself, and look at every cross and think of you moving onto it, sliding the wood into your womanhood.

coriolanus’ throat was dry again, his own thoughts making him want to vomit.

those were the kinds of things festus would be fantasizing about, not coriolanus— and yet, here he was, on his knees, imagining you on the pedestal. your hair dips past your shoulders as you look down at him, those judgemental, buggish eyes, now bleeding onto his skull. his fingers dip behind your calves, memorizing the touch of the flesh that smoothed over muscle and bone. his eyes cascade up your legs, past your breasts, to the eyes that look down on him.

he has a certain look in his eyes, a look that is saying he’s doing this all for you. dropping his pride for you, allowing his walls to crumble for you, tarnishing his name for you. sometimes snow doesn’t land on top, sometimes it melts and becomes weak in the sky, sometimes it crumbles underneath itself.

he plants gentle kisses to your shins, admirations, soft praises and prayers.

goddess, did you hear about the man who roamed lost? the man who fell weak? tell me of his efforts, what brought him to this point, the people he met, the worlds he crossed, to now be brought to his knees in front of his muse. he was complicated, hidden, and yet you peeled him apart like a pomegranate. the juice splatters against your face as he opens himself to you, and something about it is so very special.

scratches fall down his back, and again, he’s blinking himself to reality.

his fingers on the keyboard, he finds himself at your profile once more, now beckoning you to him. a twisted game of tug - of - war, isn’t it? pieces fall into place as he clicks on the link which leads him to paying for your exclusive content.

research purposes, of course.

he spends his money so easily, he doesn’t even take a second thought to it as the page reloads with his newfound access to all your hidden secrets. his fingers pry as he pulls down the website, scrolling through each aspect that you hold in the reflections of who you really are.

a whore? no, a temptress.

he sucks in a breath at the sights of you bending over in front of the camera, fucking a dildo into yourself, or the next one of you in a missionary position with a vibrator on your clit. or the next one of you fucking a dildo between your tits. coriolanus rasps out the breath he sucked in earlier, adjusting in his seat, this wasn’t another invitation to jerk off, it was studying.

he scrolls past a few more videos and then, his eyes catch it, the skirt.

a small smile curves his lips, power.

he has it.

or so, he thinks he does, you have his money, his admiration, him on his knees, have him confused on whether or not this is truly you. skirts and coincidences don’t tell much, he just likes to jump to conclusions. the hair didn’t even match up—

so does he really have the power?

we’ll see, sweetheart.

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strange-pass · 2 months

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○•●No Motivation●•○

Obey me headcanons!

Credits for cute divider: @i92-93

Pairings: Asmodeus, Lucifer, Mammon, and Satan x GN!Reader (separately)

Synopsis: Obey me! Characters help MC when they are having trouble with motivation because they have difficulties with their work.

A/N: These were some headcanons I did a few days ago. Decided to post them because it feels weird writing something but not releasing it. These were written because I have bad motivation when it comes to doing my work, I hope these can comfort someone else as well! I will most likely be writing more characters in the future for this, but it will take a bit of time since I have other things I would like to write about. Have a lovely day!

genre: Comfort, no warnings!

Requesting here Word count: 940+ altogether

🖋️ Asmodeus:

-Asmodeus believes that he can help you through buying any stationary items that you want. His logic is that the more you like your studying space, the more it’ll motivate you to study. If you want pens, highlighters, special notebooks, he’ll go on a shopping spree with you. This way, you spend time with him, and it can help you take some edge off and go back to studying after taking a break.

-While studying, he’ll even let you take his room for a while and focus if you want a beautiful space. He won’t mind being kicked out for a bit, or staying in order to support you. He just wants you to be happy so he can see your lovely smile, even if he isn’t the smartest in terms of book smart, he’ll help you as much as he can.

-“I hope you love your new space! I tried to make it specific to your tastes, if you want anything you can come to me. As a reward we can do face masks and relax!”

-If you want help with flash cards, he’ll make them so pretty that you’ll want to go through them all the time.

🖋️ Lucifer:

-Lucifer doesn’t get why you have struggle studying, but he notices you're having troubles and wants to make it easier on you. He can’t offer self care advice, mostly because he does not take of himself when he does his own work, but he’ll offer to be beside you while studying. If you have a problem that you have trouble with, he’ll break it down and explain each component in order to solve the question you’re on. When he’s not there, he’ll write down

-He offers his study, since he finds it important to focus on school work. His study is quiet, it’s cozy, the desk is nice and big so you can sprawl out your work, and the view from the window is gorgeous. If you’re antsy without noise, he can set up a record player and play some classical music that isn’t cursed.

-When preparing for a test, he’ll write mock up tests and grade them himself and go over it with you. Your future is very important to him, he wants you to have a successful life. He wants you to be happy and not have to worry about the struggles of living in the future.

-“Mc, I know this is difficult for you, but you can do it. If you get a good grade on the next exam, I’ll treat you to anything you want, but for now it’s important to focus and understand in order to get that luxury. Here, I’ll make you something energizing.”

🖋️ Mammon:

-He does not get why you want to study, he finds it boring and difficult to understand the material himself.

-He comes to you and offers to get you away from your work for a bit to come shopping with him. If he can’t help you understand your work, he can help you decompress, and get you in the space to feel like you want to work. He’ll take you out for food, clothes shopping, anywhere you want as long as it’ll help you feel better. His credit card will (probably) survive, but all he wants is to see a smile on your face.

-He read somewhere that going and listening to intellectual spaces helps to motivate some people. After hearing that, he suggests going to a museum or listening to a lecture from someone. He won’t pay attention, but even so, he’ll stay with you and endure sitting there for your benefit.

-“Y’know, I have my own difficulties with studying. It’s difficult to sit there for so long and focus, so it’s nice to just get up and walk, even if it’s just to clear your head. You have potential, so use it.”

-He doesn’t care about what grade you get, he just doesn’t want to see you sad if you don’t get the grade you want, so he tries to prevent it. He’ll be your number 1 fan no matter what happens.

🖋️ Satan:

-Satan takes a lot of time out of his own day to sit down with you, even when he’s not sitting down with you, he reads through your textbooks and makes note of things you need to remember. Sometimes you even find encouraging little notes stuck in some of the pages, reminding you to take breaks and how to break down big blocks of text. Other times, you find doodles of cats that he drew on a sticky note, it’s his little version of a reward.

-When you take breaks, he’ll set a time limit in order to keep you from procrastinating. He understands that you want time to yourself, but regardless of the work, he’ll be adamant on being on top of it. If you seem really out of it, maybe he can let your break go on a little while, since you seem like you need a nap.

-When preparing for a test, he does not go lightly on you, since he wants to see you achieve greatness. He’ll make his own lectures in order to go over the material, quiz you on content randomly throughout the day, and goes through your own notes to get it into your head.

-“Don’t worry about failing your test while I’m with you, I’ll make sure you understand it so much that you’ll dream about it. It’ll be hard work, but afterwards me and you can go relax in a cafe of your choice, it’s on me since you’ve worked diligently so far. Keep up the good work and I know you’ll do great.”

#obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me #obey me x reader #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me asmodeus #obey me mammon #obey me x mc #obey me x you #obey me mammon x reader #obey me mammon x you #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me asmo x reader #obey me fluff #obey me headcanons #obey me comfort

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seohvr · 5 days

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꒰͡ ׁ ׅ 𝗌𝗁𝗒 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁

𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 ࣭ 𝆬 ୨୧

- TYSM FOR 100 FOLLOWERS !!!!

I am honestly so shocked that I reached 100 followers so quickly, I literally only started a month ago!! I'm so very grateful for everyone who followed me, I love you all!

Thank you to everyone who has supported me and my moodboards, I truly appreciate you all. Every notification I get I genuinely get so happy, I love making my moodboards and sharing them with people, so when people like them, reblog them, or comment on them, I seriously appreciate it.

For some reason I've been too scared to post on tumblr 😭, but I ended up gaining the courage and making my first moodboard, and after that I remember making over 35 moodboards and putting them all in a queue 😭😭.

Even though I've been making moodboards for only a month, I hope I can continue making moodboards as time goes on.

Thank you again to everyone who has supported me and my moodboards, especially the people who have been supporting me since the beginning. You guys are the reason why I want to make moodboards!!

Also in honor of me reaching 100 followers, I will be opening my submissions thing, so yall can send reqs 🙂‍↕️

(sorry if this is corny...)

TYSM FOR 100 FOLLOWERS AGAIN !!! Here's some of my favorite blogs & my friends 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

My fav moots/friends that have been supporting me since the beginning !!

@kattx0xo @zvyyuka (my n1 supporter!!) @sunwootiny @thereallbeomgyuu

My fav blogs, no specific order ( theres more, TRUST, but I have the brain capacity of an ant )

@lipstickhua @chaefilm @0o111 @vivrhan @yunjidoll @v6mpcat @yeonsvcr @s-heon @baesol @gigittamic @ecojinri @chaey2k @chaerlyvn @i08wony @i92-93 @i04rei @v6que @umiena @y-unjins @jaeducs @iluvrei @fy-girls-generation @soneprincess @taroicantwait @gfriendunited

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rosaditas · 20 days

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hello v6lia ! Could you recommend accounts with the same style of your moodboards that you upload to this account? thank you!

hello darling ! You can call me Lia 🙃 Well, these are some storytellers that I follow whose aesthetic is similar to that of my blog and who are veryyyyy cute🤏🏻😻 and I admired them ! I hope it helps ! 🌷

@delistelar @v6que @ultrar @chvanss @cupcek @orientarla @noturnaregia @ojiito @kissisgirl @cawonii @haevrrs @jazzitos @japnz @ujitoon @muruffin @florietas @hechizadas @miublogsite @cosmofragil @aegsll @eternacrueldad @saigeweb @sientemefragil @arrancarmelos @gyuvcr @poemale @i92-93 @graveroom @puodrir @gwryus @obrigados @gaecoo @galapogos sorry to mention them:(

#ask ೀ .#🫂

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fuckici · 8 months

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MUITO OBRIGADA GENTE DE VDD ESSES DIAS EU ESTAVA DECEPCIONADA COM MIGO POR QUE ESTAVA FAZENDO SO MOOD FEIO AI EU FUI VER E ESTAVA COM 7K E ISSO ME ANIMOU DMS ESTOU MUITO FELIZ DE VDD AMO MUITO VOCÊS PROMETRO QUE VOU POSTAR MAIS OBG POR TUDO 🥳❤❤

Favs (não cabe todos mas todos que sigo são meus favs)

@woliefairr @ecojinri @rubyscreens @rubyouts @rubyjane @tyunlouv @tozak-i @y2qi @yeritos @yeonsvcr @y-unjins @iluvrei @i92-93 @ourdadai @poetiqe @alfaire @astocie @s-cupid @seolocks @si-eunnis @dahypoems @hwchaey @jinsoulsstuff @kpop-locks @kpop-posts @chuurittos @capapers @chaestarsz @v6mpcat @v-ico @v6que @boeticus @baesol @moonzitta @miunote @myminazinha

#7k

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gigittamic · 9 months

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Hola! Muchas gracias por los +1.300, la verdad nunca pense tener tanto apoyo jaja, no voy a estar muy activa esta semana ya que no ando muy bien pero despues les traere buen contenido, gracias y los amo ♡

⠀⠃ english ⠞⠃⠀

Hello! Thank you very much for the +1,300, the truth is I never thought I would have so much support haha, I will not be very active this week since I am not doing very well but later I will bring you good content, thank you and I love you ♡⠀

✿ some cute blogs.

@giraisol @suavemelodias @selladosdepapel @bunittos @v6mpcat @the-ow @i4tkoo @entrehadas @minguukie @bosqueoculto @2592 @d-iorpjm @reyyy17 @machiavelliandoll @ultrar @conjiuro @delistelar @i92-93 @tookio @v6que ♡♡

There is no specific order and sorry if I did not mention you and make someone uncomfortable.

#tysm #ilysm #♡♡♡

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otyatskayavedma · 7 months

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𝗜f y̲o͟u͟ go , I will 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆 . . . ♡ !

𝗔nd if y̲o͟u͟ come back , i’ ll be 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 ♥︎

#bios: @i92-93 #lana del ray #lana del ray moodboard #lana del ray aka lizzy grant #lizzy grant #archive moodboard #lq moodboard #messy moodboard #alternative moodboard #y2k moodboard #random moodboard #grunge moodboard #soft moodboard #blue moodboard

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si-eunnis · 8 months

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IT'S TIME TO SUPPORT! 🌺

Recommend accounts that deserve more support and recognition. Here it doesn't matter if you know each other or you're just a fan, support no matter what! Put this on the blogs you want.

Estão... tem um monteeee de contas que eu amo e não tem o reconhecimento que merecem, são estas daqui 👇🏻💖

@chuurittos @kiwicidios @chilumitos @fuckici @i6gyu @gifzai @gigittamic @fairymiese @faireii @florietas @flwzai @mazeui @cott3ge @m-moranne @momoribubble @chouqs @capapers @hwchaey @craemis @yu2ki @y2qi @yeritos @y-eora @yunjidoll @y-unjis @y-ujin @y-ves @menhpy @chaegute @w-eons @weiros @w-onies @w-onki @jnssite @minguukie @rosabie @i92-93 @i04rei @myminazinha @dilfiesz @dollienini @rubyscreens @hy4k @hyeism @florietas @fairymiese @i-jiwon @i-kyujin @isamiracle @ni-kishimura

#ask

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littlepinkdiary · 10 months

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Saturday, July 1, 2023

hii!

i def mentioned prom and preparations, and i am def NOT speed typing as I get ready for said prom. lol

theme was enigma – a masquerade ball, and we wear black and gold. i've got my outift all ready, and i have a charcoal mask on... and i am def not late, lol.

i am so unbelievably excited you guys would never guess! okay byye~!

xoxo, cc💕

#littlepinkdiary #pink blog #diary blog #girlblogging #girly blog #prom 2k23 #prom #high school #senior #blog entry #online diary #so exciiiiiited #girl blogger #credit:#i92 93

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