Une fille de joie.

Companion for hire. You can call me Fifi. My services are not cheap, but I am certain we can reach an arrangement, cher . RP blog for Fifi, from the Hound of the D'Ubervilles. Will play both modern and victorian era. As it is evident, there will be a lot of NSFW. Both mun and muse are of age. I track the tag petitefilledejoie.

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An Arrangement Between Professionals || Sebastian & Fifi

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“No?” If her design was to make Sebastian feel ‘special’, she didn’t need to work nearly so hard. He didn’t need a prostitute to boost his already sizable ego, but he wouldn’t shun the affectionate pets to it either. “Mmm… so I’m not ‘just anybody’?” He chuckled, a low, tired sound, that sounded only about as serious as his joking question.

The sniper’s eyes had been drifting closed for sometime, and while he didn’t often share a bed- not with someone who knew who he really was or what he really did- he found himself comfortable enough with her to let his eyes fall shut. She was one of Mrs. Halifax’s girls, which meant she was one of Moriarty’s. They knew well enough to keep their mouths shut.

“Vivienne…” He brushed a hand through her hair and down her body, saying nothing more to her as he fell asleep. Sebastian anticipated she would still be there when he woke, since he’d yet to pay her. He knew that she was smart enough not to clean out his wallet and run. She wouldn’t get far with her cache. And plus, if she stayed, he’d treat her to some eggs and perhaps a shared shower before bidding her goodbye.

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Fifi would have never pinned Sebastian as the cuddling type, but people, she’d found, were full of surprises. She smiled at the question, and shrugged slightly. “You don’t need me to answer that, do you?” Of course Sebastian wasn’t ‘just anybody’. He was one of her most important clients and he had to be fully aware of that. So no, there was no boosting of egos there; Fifi was stating the truth, plain and simple. 

She curled up against his warm body, enjoying the soft caressing, and smiled at the way he said her name again, a soft, gentle purr. Like that, he almost made her forget the rough hands around her throat, like it had been an entirely different man. She closed her eyes as well, although she knew it would take her some time to actually fall asleep since she was on somebody else’s bed. It was always like that.

Despite that, Fifi enjoyed being allowed to stay. It meant not having to step into the night alone, avoid the slight fear until she found a taxi, and getting more hours of sleep than she would by going to her own home. Since Sebastian had hired her for the entire night, she had no rush whatsoever.  “Goodnight, Colonel,” she said softly, preparing herself to sleep.

[torturedtiger]

I Should Tell You || Fifi and Sebastian

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sotorturedtiger:

My eyes…

It was a thought that had crossed his mind, sure. What she would look like. He had ideas. Pale blonde hair. Attractive. Shorter than him, naturally. But the face had always been vague. And it was nothing they had ever specifically discussed, for obvious reasons. Because why would he need to talk to his imaginary friend about what she looked like. 

It made more sense that she would make a reference to his appearance. Compliments on his eyes were a thing he had gotten used to in primary school. It was an unusual color, certainly. But it wasn’t something she had ever brought up. He swallowed another smile as she gushed.

You’re adorable when you become infatuated with a new guy.

It had happened a few times in the past. Sebastian, on more than one occasion had shared with her about one particular love interest or another, asking advise, and more than once surprised that she gave him answers he not only wasn’t fond of, but ones that hadn’t occurred to him. So how could his subconscious have them to offer?

Are you going to ask him for coffee after your class? Or are you going to wait until you see him naked and see if it’s even worth the hassle of a first date?

There were times when Fifi actually looked insane, instead of only being so in her head. This was the case when she chuckled lowly at the joke, making one of her classmates give her a stranged look. 

Sebastian! Don’t be like that, she thought amusedly. Sometimes, speaking to her imaginary friend was like speaking to the darkest corners of her libido. She wasn’t like that, though. She appreciated attractiveness, of course, but it wasn’t everything that mattered. I might invite him for coffee, though. If he doesn’t think it’s too awkward.

Maybe he didn’t want to know anything about the people who were painting them naked, that would make sense. In any case, she focused on the already starting class and on her painting, forgetting about her further actions. He had such dreamy eyes, though. She captured them perfectly, the rest of the body just a sketch, and they looked just like her friend’s indeed, even on the painting. She could add that one to her collection and it wouldn’t stand out at all. 

[petitefilledejoie-blog]

[Meme] "You're not going anywhere."

[OOC: *arrives 100000 days later with starbucks*]

She stopped immediately at the hand around her wrist, body tense and eyes widening in fear. Slowly, she turned to face the sniper, her throat visibly moving when she swallowed a thick lump of saliva.

“I-- I have things to do, Colonel. Please, let me go.”

[enbarr-deactivated20170330]

“i just got turned into an incubus or a succubus and i’m like the least smooth and most self-conscious person on the planet so i’m literally starving because i don’t know how to seduce people” AU. BONUS POINTS IF THEY ARE A VIRGIN.

“i’m a siren and i keep accidentally forgetting...

[nataliedormersource]

@jasonzada: Ms. Natalie Dormer is finally in #Belgrade

[petitefilledejoie-blog]

Tag game: give us five random things about yourself & pass it on to ten of your followers. REPOST. DON’T REBLOG.

I was tagged by: flight-of-the-thieving-magpie

1) I absolutely love storms, and chances are I will step out into the rain if there’s one.

2) I have an extremely sensitive body, which makes me itch all the time, have random goosebumps, and feel every single thing that gets into my eyes. Every time I’m in a windy place it’s hellish.

3) I am a hardcore D&D player, although I’ve switched in the past year to the better version of it, Pathfinder.

4) I am terrified of wasps. However, I love bees. They make me very happy.

5) The only thing that shows I’m stressed is that I always cough when I am, but I get stressed easily. That means I cough about 90% of the year.

I WILL TAG PEOPLE JUST THIS ONCE (I hate doing it so much you guys have no idea)

sophykniveskratides torturedtiger jackroyce splitlipsbruisedhips

and that’s it

[jackroyce]

Artificial love

[jackroyce]

“Good.” Joanna just replied with a gentle smile. “We don’t have to give them false hopes after all.” She chuckled a bit. Well, maybe she wouldn’t mind sharing Fifi later but she would find out then and anyway… she wouldn’t share them with men. When it came to the bedroom Joanna had no business with that gender.

As Fifi greeted the cashier and looked at her owner the doctor just nodded with a soft smile before she greeted as well. The cashier was already approaching them with a wide smile and Joanna explained that they were looking for a complete new wardrobe for Fifi. “Fifi, what do you think which kind of colours would fit you best?” She asked her companion eventually, one hand placed on her back. This felt good, to be close to her like that.

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Ah, good. Maybe not greet people in the street, but greet people she’d been having business with. That made sense. She smiled at the hand on her back, moving a bit closer to Joanna, and took a few moments to ‘think’ of the colours that would suit her best, a finger on her lips. “I’d say... pastel colours like baby blue or mint green. I also believe cherry red would be nice, and pink and purple. And prussian blue would do nicely with my eyes, won’t it?” She smiled at her owner, eagerly waiting for her approval.

What she got instantly was the approval of the cashier, who widened his grin. “Prussian blue would look amazing on you,” he agreed, moving to get a short summer dress from one of the hangers. “Here, try this on. I think it’s your size.”

[petitefilledejoie-blog]

Just the necessary ones.

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Sophy lets out a disapproving noise when Fifi leaves the bed, but it’s still not urgent enough for her to follow. She just flops around and nestles herself on the warm spot Fifi leaves behind, napping like that for a moment more. It’s only when she finds it’s taking too long for the other to return that she pushes herself up with a groan, yawning as she walks through her flat in search of her friend. 

Eventually, she finds Fifi in her kitchen, the smell of coffee having lead her there. Sophy is still busy rubbing the sleep from her eyes, evidently not woken up completely yet. Leaning against the cupboard, she watches how Fifi makes breakfast, not commenting on how she normally doesn’t eat breakfast until she has worked out. That will only upset the other, Sophy was sure of it, and it’s the last thing she wants. “Have you slept well?”

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That is, perhaps, an habit Fifi will pick with time. When she’s made her a dozen breakfasts and Sophy finally explains to her, sheepishly, that she’d rather workout first. For the time being, however, she’s making pancakes and whipped cream to go with it, moving about the kitchen as if it were her own. She feels welcomed there, at ease, almost like in her own home. That rarely ever happens.

She smiles at the Greek, finding the way she rubs her eyes utterly adorable, and gives a happy hum. “Very well, thank you,” she chirps in response, moving away from the pan for a moment to press a fleeting kiss to her lips. She might be shy for some things, but body contact isn’t one of those, and their closeness has been building for a while now. “And thank you for letting me stay.”

[horrorgorewhore]

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[itggirl]

[petitefilledejoie-blog]

Fifi loves Eurovision. Doesn’t miss it any year. And of course, supports France.

[comeupremy]

i wanna feel you exhale my name onto my neck

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flight-of-the-thieving-magpie replied to your post:“slurred words”

A+

[*bows* thank you]

[petitefilledejoie-blog]

“slurred words”

Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.

“The Professor...? I shhhhouldn’t speak about him. C’est un secret. And I don’t want to anger him, nobody should. He could... blow the whole city up, boom!” She giggles. “Tout le monde serait descendu comme des confettis. No, but he’s, he’s a true gentleman too. He’s so sweeeeet to me. I know I shouldn’t but I like him a lot. And he looks a bit like Bambi. We could cuddle. I want to cuddle the most dangerous man in London.”

[luluwild]