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Hii, have you watched Madchen in uniform (1958)? It’s a lesbian classic and I would love someone to write for Elisabeth von Bernburg🥺

If not you can watch full movie on YouTube with English subtitles!

Nope. Haven’t seen it. I’ve seen a fair amount of gifs for it, but I don’t watch things that aren’t in English. My brain can’t handle it. And I abhor subtitles. I might as well just read a book. So sorry, I’m not your girl for this one. I hope you find someone though.

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December Movie Wrap Up

X: 4/10. I was so expecting more from this, but all in all, very boring and predictable. Not a fan. For a slasher it was a snooze fest and for a plot, just amounted to basically nothing.

Pearl: 2/10. Essentially the same thing as X but set in the past. Nothing original here. Characters were boring. Really stopped paying attention and still got the whole story without even needing to.

MaXXXine: 3/10. This movie series was just not for me. There was nothing to keep my interest. Just a giant flop. Maybe it was too talked up for me, and my expectations got too high. Idk, but I wish I hadn’t wasted my time on them.

Book Club: The Next Chapter: 7/10. It was fun, kept me entertained, but I mean, Jane Fonda is reason enough for me to watch anything, and I did enjoy the first one. This one holds up too. Also, shoutout to Mary Steenburgen in that red dress. 🐺😙

Cottage Country: 9/10. You go in expecting a horror comedy, and you do in fact get that, but it turns into so much more. Wild ride, and I mean crazy, but so so good. I was very impressed.

Do Not Disturb: 10/10. It’s only 43 minutes, seems like it could have been a pilot for a dramedy, and I wish it was, because I could so use more of it. But anyways, truly amazing! If you’re into Catherine Tate, it’s basically Catherine Tate porn, so do yourself a favor and watch it. If you need a better reason, may I present the edit I made for it.

Gypsy: 7/10. The costumes were beautiful, Bette was marvelous! Didn’t love the musical aspect. The numbers on stage were fine, but the extra breaking into song at random bits always serve to take me out of the story. But it was a nice story overall. Gets one extra point for Bette’s ending number alone.

Jewtopia: 6/10. By title alone I thought it was going to be way more offensive than it was, but it wasn’t so bad. The cast was pretty good, shoutout to Rita Wilson and Wendie Malick. It was funny at times, interesting enough to keep my attention. Decent watch overall.

Maps To The Stars: 7/10. What a wild, fucked up little movie. I can’t say as I know what the actual point was, but it kept my interest the whole way through. The best bits were obviously Julianne Moore’s part, but the rest was good too. Weird ending, but fitting enough I suppose.

Martha Marcy May Marlene: 1/10. If you want a real slow reliving of cult trauma with absolutely no ending worth a shit, then maybe this is for you, but like, in all honesty, don’t waste your time. Not even Sarah Paulson or Elizabeth Olsen could save this. Waste. Of. Time.

Mr. St. Nick: 6/10. I’m not a huge Christmas movie fan, but this one was alright. Not great, but decent. I probably wouldn’t watch it again, but again if you’re looking for a less popular Christmas movie, this one ain’t bad.

Solace: 7/10. Engaging plot with a supernatural/psychic element. Anthony Hopkins was great, and a couple of familiar faces was a nice surprise too. If FBI thrillers are your sort of thing, I’d recommend giving this one a watch. A few good wtf/omg sort of moments. Definitely keeps your interest. Probably not one I’d rewatch personally, but it is good.

Stuff: 7/10. It was an interesting enough story, but not thrilled with how it turned out. Could have had a way better ending. That would have bumped it up a point.

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Headcanons

Your First Time With Cisserus Would Include

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Headcanons

Being A Baker Who Falls For Mrs. Scrubitt Would Include

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Headcanons

Zelda Spellman Cooking For You Would Include

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Jill Zarin

LuAnn De Lesseps

Ramona Singer

Preferences

How They React When You Flirt With Them

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Judge Turpin

Nellie Lovett

Dark Appetites 😈🫦

When Nellie tells you the secret ingredient in her pies, it’s not fear she sees in your eyes, but something else. Something darker.

Angst = 💧 Fluff = 🧸 Suggestive = 🫦 Explicit = 🔞 Dark = 😈 Humor = 🃏 Pregnancy = 🤰🏼

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Barbara Howard

Cozy Snow Day 🧸

Abbott has called a snow day, so you spend your newly gained time with Barbara in your favorite way, just enjoying her company.

Melissa Schemmenti

Angst = 💧 Fluff = 🧸 Suggestive = 🫦 Explicit = 🔞 Dark = 😈 Humor = 🃏 Pregnancy = 🤰🏼

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Addison Montgomery

Mother Of All Problems 💧🧸

When you’re brought in after an accident, your mother in called in as your emergency contact. Less than thrilled to see her due to the nature of your relationship with her, Addison is there to pick up the pieces when her being there starts to threaten your recovery.

Amelia Shepherd

Smoke Signals 🧸

You and Amelia have been secretly seeing each other for a while but her coworkers figure things out when you stop by for a visit.

Arizona Robbins

Catherine Fox

Cristina Yang

Derek Shepherd

Erica Hahn

Mark Sloan

Meredith Grey

Miranda Bailey

Teddy Altman

Tom Koracick

Cristina x Teddy x Reader

Three Alarm Fire 💧🧸

When you’re taken to the hospital after saving a young girl from the flames of a burning house, two of the doctors take a special interest in your case. What everyone can’t figure out is why.

Derek x Mark x Reader

Angst = 💧 Fluff = 🧸 Suggestive = 🫦 Explicit = 🔞 Dark = 😈 Humor = 🃏 Pregnancy = 🤰🏼

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Adrienne Maloof

Camille Grammer

Dorit Kemsley

Eileen Davidson

Erika Jayne

Kim Richards

Kyle Richards

Headcanons

Cuddling With Kyle Richards Would Include

Lisa Rinna

Lisa Vanderpump

Headcanons

Your First Date With Lisa Vanderpump Would Include

Sutton Stracke

Preferences

How They React When You Flirt With Them

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Dark Appetites — Nellie Lovett

Summary: When Nellie tells you the secret ingredient in her pies, it’s not fear she sees in your eyes, but something else. Something darker.

Word Count: 1,013

Warnings: Knife kink, cannibalism kink, dark and suggestive

You'd be lying if you said you hadn’t noticed it before, but you now watch transfixed as the knife blade gleams when she turns it in her hands, catching the dim light that filters through the shutters of her grim little pie shop. The handle looks worn, like it’s been held tightly too many times, squeezed until palms sweat and fingers cramp. She’s holding it like that now, firm, deliberate, but there’s a playfulness to the way she angles the tip, letting it hover in the empty space between you.

“Y’alright there, love?” Nellie Lovett’s voice is sing song and light, but her gaze is sharp, cutting straight through you like the knife she’s holding. “You’re lookin’ a bit peaky, if you don’t mind me sayin’. Or maybe…” She steps closer, heels clicking against the floor, “…just a bit flushed?”

You swallow. Hard. She sees it. The way your breath hitches, the sudden heat creeping up your neck. You can’t hide it, not from her. She’s too clever for that, too quick. The knife shifts in her hand, the point tilting upward as if to test how far you’ll let her go. You should run. Maybe she even wants you to, but you don’t, and that’s the most telling bit of all.

Finally, she speaks again, as if making your decision for you. “Funny thing,” she muses, eyes dancing, “most people, if they hear what’s in my pies, they go right off ‘em. Can’t stomach the thought, can they? Poor little things.” She tsks and takes another step. The tip of the blade brushes the side of your throat, light enough to make your pulse jump. “But not you.”

You can’t answer. Not with her so close, not with the way her breath ghosts across your skin. “Oh, I noticed,” she continues, voice dropping to a near whisper. Her lips curl into a smirk that’s both amused and predatory. “You didn’t flinch, not even when I told you. What was it, now? What’s the secret ingredient?”

You know the answer. Of course you do. It’s why you’re still here, why you haven’t fled through the door like any sane person would’ve done.

Human flesh.

The words echo in your head, and Nellie must see it written all over your face because her grin widens. She tilts the knife, just enough to let it trail down, grazing the line of your collarbone.

“Couldn’t take your eyes off me, could you? Not when I was explaining it all.” She hums, feigning thoughtfulness, but her free hand comes up to cup your chin, forcing you to look at her. “I see it plain as day, love. You liked it. The story, the blood, the…taste.”

You shudder, and that only makes her bolder.

“Bet you’re picturing it now, aren’t you? How it all works —the slicing, the cleaning, the baking.” She draws the blade back, just enough to let you breathe, but it’s only a tease. The moment you exhale, it’s at your throat again, pressing, not hard, but enough to prick your skin. “Can’t help yourself, can you? Makes you warm all over, thinkin’ about it.”

She’s laughing now, soft and low. It’s not cruel, not exactly, but it’s dangerous all the same. She’s toying with you, enjoying the way you tremble, the way your eyes flick between her face and the blade.

“Go on, love,” she urges. “Say it.”

You shake your head because you can’t, not out loud. Not with her looking at you like that, like she already knows everything you’re too ashamed to admit.

“No?” Her grip tightens, nails digging into your skin just enough to sting. “You sure? Seems to me you’re dying to say something.” She leans in until her lips are almost brushing yours. “Or maybe you’re just dying to see it.”

You don’t mean to gasp, but you do, and it’s a mistake. She hears it, feels it, and her smirk sharpens into something wicked.

“Oh, you really are a nasty little thing, aren’t you?” The knife slips lower, over your shirt and down your chest, down your stomach, until it catches on the waistband of your skirt. She doesn’t push, but the threat is there, humming between you like a live wire. “Bet you’d let me, wouldn’t you? Bet you’d beg for it.”

Your knees threaten to give out, but she doesn’t let you fall, knowing you would only collapse into the blade, and she doesn’t want you dead. No, she keeps you upright, keeps you pinned under her gaze like a butterfly in a glass case.

“Such a good girl,” she purrs, and the words shouldn’t make your breath hitch the way they do, but you’re too far gone to care. “Good enough to eat.”

You don’t know whether she means it literally, and maybe you don’t want to know. Maybe you like the not knowing, the razor sharp edge between fear and want.

“Go on then.” She draws back just enough to let you breathe again. The knife is gone, tucked away before you even realize it, but the heat in her eyes lingers, scorching and unrelenting. “Be honest, love. Did you come here just for the pies?”

You shake your head.

“No,” she echoes, tilting her head like she’s savoring the admission. “Didn’t think so.”

She steps away, leaving you rooted to the spot, still trembling. When she turns back, she’s back at work, prepping the night's pies. There’s flour on her hands and a glint in her eye that makes your stomach flip.

“Tell you what,” she says, brushing her hands off on her apron. “You stay a bit longer, help me with the baking and I might just let you watch.”

You open your mouth, but no words come out. It doesn’t matter. She’s already moving, already pulling out trays and knives and flour dusted bowls like nothing happened.

But something did happen.

And as you follow her to the counter, your legs still shaky, you know it’s not the pies that’ll keep you coming back. It’s her. And the knife.

For anon

Forever Tag: @baubeautyandthegeek, @ghostsunderstoodmysoul, @immyowndefender, @valencethefriendlychangeling, @crimsonwidow666, @rebelbossheart, @thedailyspiritualist, @orangeisnttheonlyfruit, @woman-simp, @aperol-with-izzy, @leonoralessoem, @ellepossum69, @lakita-fisher, @trexsuit, @analuw, @luvlesavyy, @malfoyfeed, @aliciabrower, @sparrowspixie, @imaginationismyworldlypleasure, @og-kxsh-420

Nellie Lovett: @iticaboopsyou

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How They React When You Flirt With Them (Real Housewives Of New York City Preference)

Jill Zarin: Jill’s face lights up with amusement the moment you start flirting. She leans in closer, her signature laugh ringing out as she playfully swats your arm. “Oh, stop it! You’re too much!” she says, but the twinkle in her eye suggests she’s thoroughly enjoying the attention. Jill might even flirt back, complimenting your outfit or wit.

LuAnn De Lesseps: LuAnn’s response is pure elegance. She raises an eyebrow, her smile subtle but undeniably flattered. “Oh, darling, you do know how to make a lady feel special,” she purrs. She keeps her composure, but there’s no mistaking the spark of interest in her gaze. LuAnn might test the waters by offering you a compliment in return or brushing your arm lightly as she speaks, maintaining her countess like grace the entire time.

Ramona Singer: Ramona’s reaction is immediate and high energy. “What? Oh my God, are you serious,” she blurts out, laughing nervously but clearly flattered. She’ll fan herself dramatically and might even take a sip of her Pinot Grigio to collect herself. Ramona isn’t shy about fishing for more compliments and could flip the script by asking you if you’re flirting with her just to see your reaction. If she’s interested, she’ll keep the banter going with wide eyed enthusiasm. If not, she’ll still play along. Ramona loves the attention!

For anon

Forever Tag: @baubeautyandthegeek, @ghostsunderstoodmysoul, @immyowndefender, @valencethefriendlychangeling, @crimsonwidow666, @rebelbossheart, @thedailyspiritualist, @orangeisnttheonlyfruit, @woman-simp, @aperol-with-izzy, @leonoralessoem, @ellepossum69, @lakita-fisher, @trexsuit, @analuw, @luvlesavyy, @malfoyfeed, @aliciabrower, @sparrowspixie, @imaginationismyworldlypleasure, @og-kxsh-420

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Imagine being nervous to share your bed with Bellatrix.

You’re not sure why you’re nervous. It’s not as if Bellatrix has ever made you feel unsafe. Quite the opposite, really. She was intimidating, eccentric, but she’d never treated you badly.

Yet the bed feels too small with her in it, though it’s big enough for two. You sit on the edge, your back straight, hands fidgeting with the hem of your sleeve as if that will distract you from the way her dark eyes are watching you. She doesn’t speak, but you can feel her amusement. She always seems to know when you’re uneasy.

“Get in,” she finally says, voice smooth and sharp all at once. It’s not a request.

You swallow hard and do as you’re told, pulling the covers over yourself as though they’ll shield you from her scrutiny. She’s already lying back, one arm draped lazily behind her head, the other resting close enough to you that her fingertips brush your skin when you shift. The contact makes you flinch.

“What’s the matter,” she purrs, turning her head to look at you properly now. “Afraid I’ll bite?”

You don’t answer, though you know that’s exactly what she wants, a reaction. She always wants to see you squirm.

Bellatrix shifts closer, her breath warm against your ear. “Or is that what you want?”

Your pulse quickens, and you feel the heat rising in your cheeks. She laughs and rolls onto her side, her hand sliding up your arm, nails grazing skin just enough to make you shiver.

“You don’t have to be afraid of me,” she whispers.

You turn your head to face her, and the intensity in her gaze nearly knocks the air from your lungs. She’s too close now, her dark curls spilling across the pillow, her lips parted ever so slightly.

“Unless, of course,” she murmurs, “you like being afraid.”

And maybe you do. Maybe that’s what scares you the most. You like the unpredictability she brings. It keeps you on edge. She had you figured out before you did.

For @maellslut

Forever Tag: @baubeautyandthegeek, @ghostsunderstoodmysoul, @immyowndefender, @valencethefriendlychangeling, @crimsonwidow666, @rebelbossheart, @thedailyspiritualist, @orangeisnttheonlyfruit, @woman-simp, @aperol-with-izzy, @leonoralessoem, @ellepossum69, @lakita-fisher, @trexsuit, @analuw, @luvlesavyy, @malfoyfeed, @aliciabrower, @sparrowspixie, @imaginationismyworldlypleasure, @og-kxsh-420

Bellatrix LeStrange: @riveranddoctorsong123, @whither-the-wind-goes, @bellatrixblackthoughts, @unexpected-character, @becomingthedreamversionofme, @bloodinthedarksworld, @gothtrash6969, @music-bird, @fairyfaefiction, @chaotic-mushroomz, @iciclesandsnow, @thenazwife, @animeloverfreak310, @m-rae23, @asocialrandom, @404-its-alr, @beyondgaby, @scarlettmal, @wynt3rrr, @geekyandgay98, @pink-sunrise-56, @sweetyprincesschaos, @mindfullofnothingbutyou, @witchthewriter, @anarrowtotheknee, @thekirbishow, @lannister-apologist, @jeaninesfavouriteserum

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You And Wadsworth Pining For Each Other Would Include

You and Wadsworth often exchange lingering glances across the mansion, both pretending not to notice but secretly hoping the other does.

When you brush past each other in the narrow hallways, Wadsworth always stiffens slightly, his composure briefly slipping before he quickly recovers with an apology.

You catch Wadsworth straightening his tie or smoothing his jacket whenever you enter the room, though he insists it’s simply a habit.

Wadsworth frequently finds excuses to check on you throughout the evening, offering refreshments, asking if you need anything, or making light conversation to mask his concern for your comfort.

During moments of chaos, his protective instincts kick in, and he subtly positions himself between you and any potential danger, even as he tries to maintain a professional demeanor.

When you laugh at his witty remarks, Wadsworth’s reserved exterior cracks, and he allows himself a brief, almost bashful smile before redirecting the conversation.

You notice that his usually sharp eyes soften when he looks at you, though he quickly looks away when caught.

When you reach for the same object, a candlestick, a glass, or even a notepad, your hands occasionally brush, and the contact lingers just a moment too long.

In the quiet moments between the chaos, Wadsworth confides small details about his life, offering glimpses of vulnerability that make your heart ache for him.

Wadsworth’s carefully measured words falter when speaking to you, and his attempts at keeping his emotions in check often result in nervous fidgeting.

When you find yourself in distress, his voice softens as he reassures you, lingering a bit longer than necessary as if reluctant to leave your side.

After an especially tense encounter, Wadsworth finally allows his guard to slip, brushing his fingers against yours in silent comfort, and for once, he doesn’t immediately pull away.

For anon

Forever Tag: @baubeautyandthegeek, @ghostsunderstoodmysoul, @immyowndefender, @valencethefriendlychangeling, @crimsonwidow666, @rebelbossheart, @thedailyspiritualist, @orangeisnttheonlyfruit, @woman-simp, @aperol-with-izzy, @leonoralessoem, @ellepossum69, @lakita-fisher, @trexsuit, @analuw, @luvlesavyy, @malfoyfeed, @aliciabrower, @sparrowspixie, @imaginationismyworldlypleasure, @og-kxsh-420

Wadsworth: @callsigncrash

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Rhaenys Targaryen Yandere Alphabet

A = Attachment (How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?)

Rhaenys’s love is fiery and all consuming. She showers you with affection but demands the same in return. Her intensity can border on obsession, making her feel entitled to your undivided attention and love.

B = Blood (How messy are they willing to get when it comes to you?)

Rhaenys is no stranger to bloodshed and would not hesitate to spill it if anyone dared to hurt or steal you away. She sees violence as a justified act to protect what’s hers.

C = Clingy (Do they require your attention at all times? How do they act when you ignore them?)

While Rhaenys has a commanding presence, her need for your attention is relentless. If you ignore her, expect sharp words, possessive grabs, or even physical restraint to pull you back into her orbit.

D = Dependent (Are they codependent? Do they want you to rely solely on them for your care/protection?)

She wants you to need her as much as she needs you. Rhaenys ensures you rely on her for safety, comfort, and even freedom, crafting an environment where she is your only sanctuary.

E = Excess (Would they spoil or pamper you? To what extent?)

Rhaenys spoils you with lavish gifts, extravagant feasts, and dragon rides. But this generosity has strings attached, she expects gratitude and unwavering devotion.

F = Fatal (Would they kill you? Kill for you?)

Rhaenys would kill without hesitation to keep you safe or to eliminate competition. If you ever tried to leave her, she might convince herself that no one else deserves you, even if that means ending your life.

G = Give Up (What are they willing to sacrifice for you?)

She would sacrifice her position, wealth, and even alliances to keep you by her side. However, she would never sacrifice her control over you.

H = Harsh (How do they take to you mouthing off to them or saying something they don’t want to hear?)

Rhaenys doesn’t take defiance lightly. If you mouth off, she punishes you verbally and emotionally, but she always softens afterward, offering apologies that barely mask her possessive nature.

I = Inseparable (What are they like when you’re not with them? Do they check in on you constantly, or feel lost without you?)

When you’re apart, Rhaenys is restless and constantly seeks ways to stay connected, letters, spies, or even tracking your movements with dragons. Separation leaves her anxious and volatile.

J = Jilted (How do they act when met with rejection from you?)

Rejection ignites her rage and desperation. She may initially beg and plead, but if that fails, her demeanor hardens, and she becomes ruthless in ensuring you never leave her side again.

K = Kidnap (Would they ever abduct you just to have you to themselves for a while?)

Absolutely. Rhaenys would see it as “rescuing” you from danger, even if that danger is your own desire for independence. She’ll cage you in luxury, convinced it’s for your own good.

L = Lines (Do they cross lines with you? What ones? Is it something they know they’re doing?)

Rhaenys crosses lines constantly, emotional manipulation, physical restraint, and invasion of privacy are all fair game to her. She’s aware but believes her actions are justified by her love.

M = Manipulation (Would they manipulate you? How? And would you realize that’s what was happening?)

She uses her charm, status, and intelligence to keep you compliant. From sweet words to veiled threats, Rhaenys is skilled at bending your will without you realizing it.

N = Naive (Do they like you pliant or do they prefer you to challenge them?)

Rhaenys appreciates your fire and spirit but prefers you to submit to her in the end. She enjoys the chase and challenge, but she ultimately expects obedience.

O = Ownership (Do they feel possessive of you? How do they act when you’re around others?)

Possessiveness defines Rhaenys. She despises anyone who gets too close to you, often issuing veiled threats or outright commands to keep them away.

P = Petulant (Are they moody? Easy to anger? Or are they patient and forgiving around you?)

While outwardly composed, Rhaenys has a short temper when it comes to you. She’s quick to anger but just as quick to smooth things over with grand gestures.

Q = Quit (Would they quit any of their behaviors for you if you asked?)

Rhaenys might promise to change, but it would only be a ruse to gain more control. True reform is unlikely; her obsession runs too deep.

R = Rules (Would they have rules for you? Brainwash you? Teach you the right way to be theirs?)

Yes, Rhaenys imposes strict rules. Where you go, who you see, what you wear. She rationalizes it as protecting you, but it’s about maintaining dominance.

S = Stalker (Would they stalk you? How far would it go?)

She stalks you openly, watching from afar or sending spies to monitor your movements. Privacy is a foreign concept when it comes to her love.

T = Target (What do they wish to do to you? How twisted are their ideals?)

Rhaenys’s ideal relationship is one of utter devotion. She wants you to adore her as much as she adores you, even if she has to break you to achieve it.

U = Utopia (How much effort do they put into making you happy?)

Rhaenys spares no effort in making you happy with lavish gifts, trips, and displays of power all serve to create a dreamlike existence where you feel indebted to her.

V = Violence (Would they ever be violent with you?)

Rhaenys might lash out in moments of intense passion or rage, but she’s more likely to hurt others than you. However, she isn’t above a physical show of dominance to remind you who’s in charge.

W = Will (Would they ever do anything against your will?)

She has no qualms about overriding your wishes. Rhaenys believes she knows what’s best for you and will make decisions on your behalf, no matter how much you protest.

X = Xoanon (Would they revere or worship you? To what length would they go to win you over?)

Rhaenys worships you in a way that’s both flattering and terrifying. She places you on a pedestal, but one that leaves you isolated and completely dependent on her.

Y = Yowl (Do they ever make you cry? Do they enjoy your tears?)

She may intentionally push you to tears to elicit guilt or compliance, but she’s also quick to comfort you, claiming only she can soothe your pain.

Z = Zenith (Would they ever break you just so you’d stay with them?)

Breaking you might be Rhaenys’s ultimate goal if it means ensuring you’ll never leave. She’ll destroy you emotionally if it means forging a bond that can’t be severed.

For anon

Forever Tag: @baubeautyandthegeek, @ghostsunderstoodmysoul, @immyowndefender, @valencethefriendlychangeling, @crimsonwidow666, @rebelbossheart, @thedailyspiritualist, @orangeisnttheonlyfruit, @woman-simp, @aperol-with-izzy, @leonoralessoem, @ellepossum69, @lakita-fisher, @trexsuit, @analuw, @luvlesavyy, @malfoyfeed, @aliciabrower, @sparrowspixie, @imaginationismyworldlypleasure, @og-kxsh-420

Rhaenys Targaryen: @thekirbishow, @astrogrande

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Three Alarm Fire — Teddy x Cristina x Reader

Summary: When you’re taken to the hospital after saving a young girl from the flames of a burning house, two of the doctors take a special interest in your case. What everyone can’t figure out is why.

Word Count: 1,073

Warnings: Minor angst, mention of injury

The last thing you remember is the roar of the fire, the searing heat pressing against your back, and the weight of the little girl in your arms as you passed her to safety. Then, the floor gave out beneath you.

You don’t remember the fall.

But when you wake up —finally wake up— the first thing you see is Cristina.

Her dark eyes, usually sharp and calculating, are red rimmed and bloodshot. She’s leaning in so close you can feel the warmth of her breath against your cheek.

“Cristina?” Your voice cracks, weak and unfamiliar.

“You idiot,” she chastises, but there’s no real venom in her words. Her hand is already in yours, squeezing so tightly it kind of hurts. “Don’t ever do that again.”

And then, hearing Cristina's voice, Teddy comes in. Her blonde hair is pulled back in a loose ponytail, but strands have slipped free to frame her tired face. She looks like she hasn’t slept in days.

“Oh, thank god,” Teddy breathes, pressing her lips to your temple.

The warmth of their touch grounds you. For a moment, you think you might still be dreaming. But the ache that radiates through your body tells you otherwise.

“What…what happened,” you croak.

Teddy lets out a shaky breath, and Cristina answers for her.

“You fell through the floor,” Cristina says softly. “You hit your head and broke your leg. They brought you in unconscious.”

“We thought—” Teddy's voice cracks, and she cuts herself off with a sharp breath.

The pieces start falling into place. The fire. The little girl. The floor giving way. And then nothing. You must have hit your head before the break. You don’t remember any pain.

You glance down, taking in the bulky cast wrapped around your leg and the IV snaking out of your arm. Machines beep steadily around you, and you suddenly understand the exhaustion etched into their faces.

“How long,” you ask, almost not wanting to know.

“Four days,” Teddy says, brushing her fingers through your hair.

Cristina is already pressing the call button, summoning the nurse, but she doesn’t let go of your hand. Not even for a second.

You see it then, the sheer panic they’ve been carrying. You don’t need them to tell you how close it was. You can feel it in the way they can’t stop touching you, as if letting go would make you slip away again.

You squeeze Cristina’s hand and lean into Teddy’s touch.

“I’m okay,” you say, even though you know it’s a lie. You’re not okay. Not yet. But you will be. And they will make sure of it.

The days blur together after that. You’re poked and prodded by nurses and physical therapists. Teddy makes sure your pain is managed, adjusting your medication the moment you wince, though you constantly tell her it’s not that bad. Cristina keeps you grounded, talking through procedures and treatment plans like it’s just another case, even though you can see the fear she’s still trying to shake.

Word spreads quickly through the hospital. Everyone’s curious. Why are two of the most brilliant surgeons hovering over you like you hung the moon? Why do they spend every spare moment by your side? Why do they look at you like you’re the only thing keeping them standing? They don’t know.

They don’t know about the nights you’ve spent tangled in each other’s arms. They don’t know about the whispered promises and stolen moments in on call rooms. They don’t know about the life the three of you have built together, the one you almost lost. And they don’t need to know.

Not when Teddy kisses your forehead like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Not when Cristina wraps herself around you in your too small hospital bed, daring anyone to challenge her.

You’re awake for almost a week before Bailey corners you. “Care to explain why Yang and Altman are breathing down my neck about your treatment plan” she asks, her arms crossed tightly over her chest.

You glance at Cristina, who’s sitting in the chair by your bed with a surgical journal in her lap. She doesn’t even look up.

“They’re just…invested,” you say weakly. It’s the best you can come up with on the spot.

Bailey raises an eyebrow. “Invested? That’s the best you can do?”

“Very invested,” Cristina deadpans, flipping a page.

Bailey looks between the two of you and then down at Teddy, who’s currently adjusting the blanket draped over your legs. Her eyes narrow.

“Oh,” she says, the realization dawning on her. She casts one more look to you, then Cristina, then Teddy. “Oh.”

Teddy freezes. Cristina finally looks up. Bailey doesn’t say anything else, though you could swear she wants to. It looks like she has a hundred questions, and you can’t blame her. You would too if you were in her place. But, she just shakes her head and mutters something about needing more coffee before stalking off.

“Subtle,” you tease, grinning despite the ache in your ribs. Cristina rolls her eyes. Teddy just smiles and brushes her lips against your temple.

It takes time, but you heal.

You lean on Teddy when the pain becomes too much to bear, letting her remind you to breathe through it. You let Cristina push you, urging you to work harder, get stronger, even when it feels impossible.

And when you finally leave the hospital, it’s with both of them at your side. They help you up the steps of your shared home, one on each side, and don’t let go until you’re safely inside.

“Welcome home,” Teddy says softly, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

Cristina flops onto the couch and pulls you down with her, careful to avoid your injured leg. “I missed this,” she admits, resting her head against your shoulder.

You run your fingers through her hair and glance up at Teddy, who’s smiling softly at the sight of the two of you curled up together.

“I’m not going anywhere,” you promise. And you mean it. Through the fires and fear and pain, you made it back to them. You’d be off the job for a while, but you didn’t care. You had time to be with the two people who loved you most and would see to you getting back in fighting shape. And no matter what comes next, you know you’ll face it together.

For anon

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How They React When You Flirt With Them (Real Housewives Of Beverly Hills Preference)

Adrienne Maloof: Adrienne plays it cool. She probably won’t flirt back immediately, wanting to get to know you a bit better before anything else, but she’ll definitely be flattered.

Camille Grammer: Camille basks in the compliments and flirts right back without missing a beat. She knows how to make you feel like you’re the only person in the room. Expect lingering eye contact and a few coy smiles.

Dorit Kemsley: Dorit loves the attention and immediately turns up the charm. She’s playful and engaging, likely tossing her hair or adjusting her outfit to keep your focus. She might tease you a little, enjoying the back and forth banter.

Eileen Davidson: Eileen is flattered but a little surprised at first. Though she enjoys the flirtation, she keeps it subtle and refined, and doesn’t let it get too far, just enough to keep your interest.

Erika Jayne: Erika is eating it up. She’ll flirt right back, maybe even hitting you with a bold compliment or playful line that leaves you blushing. Keep it up and she may be taking you home with her.

Kim Richards: Kim is initially flustered and a little shy about being flirted with, especially if you’re bold about it. Once she warms up, she giggles and starts to reciprocate in a sweet, slightly awkward way.

Kyle Richards: Kyle reacts with a quick with a witty retort and might jokingly push you away, only to pull you back in with her infectious laughter. She enjoys the attention but keeps it fun and lighthearted.

Lisa Rinna: Rinna does not hold back. She’s bold and direct, likely matching your energy or even turning it up a notch. Her signature pout might make an appearance as she flirts shamelessly, fully embracing the fun of the moment.

Lisa Vanderpump: Lisa loves to flirt, so she’ll definitely be indulging you. She’d lean into the flirtation with a twinkle in her eye, leaving you wondering whether she’s serious or just playing the game.

Sutton Stracke: Sutton is initially flustered and might nervously laugh or brush off your flirtation at first. Once she’s comfortable and knows you’re serious about flirting with her, she responds with her usual Southern charm. She’s still 100% flustered, but it’s so adorable you never want to stop.

For anon

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