#LOUISA

[redcollarz]

louisamassonok louisemassonok

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i want a louisa v. river’s parents smackdown bcs there is NOTHING as real as the rage against your bestie’s shitty parents. i want louisa to put isobel in her place and then take out frank with a hammer. I want her to be like ‘dw i got this’ and then berate them while river stands behind her like ‘yeah! what she said’

[leoartsstuff]

louisa and tessa but louisa is a good mum:3 if only ☹️

[postcard-from-the-past]

Victoria Adelaide Mary Louisa, German Empress consort and Queen consort of Prussia

German vintage postcard

[unteriors]

Shannon Hill Road, Louisa, Virginia.

[zukkaoru]

bowing here, i find my rest

Before they go, though, Lucy stops Louisa in her tracks. She frowns. “Are you okay?” “Your hair is messed up,” Lucy explains. She reaches out, fixing the strand that had somehow gotten tangled around Louisa’s headband. It takes only a moment. Lucy wishes it required more time. She would spend an eternity in a safe room with only Louisa for company, running her hands through her hair, weaving little braids into it. Maybe one day, they can run away and find a safe place together.

on lucy, louisa, and the sanctity of church bathrooms

⛪ 5.1k words || montcott || childhood friends, no powers au ⛪ for @bsd-rarepair-week-2024 day 7: free day

[mediterraneancliff]

[1critfailnews]

"Fall of a Empire by Ghosts"; " Societe y Debajos Vieje" Louis Auermann 1886;

Art depicts a High Society Mother far from home in trust of Fallen Apparition.

[radiance-nikolas]

Какая же она мадам (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

[redcollarz]

louisamassonok louisemassonok

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louisa 💕💕

[justadino-ig]

gincott + biting :) <3

ok so. uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. well i've been thinking about sirens x mermaids so.

(16+)

Louisa has a tendency to squirm, when Gin's teeth come near. It's really not her fault- they're just so sharp.

But maybe that is why Gin likes leaning against her, the siren perhaps enjoying feeling her wriggle under them. Gin's scales rub against Louisa's, and they're rougher then hers, covered with more scars then she could count.

Louisa squeaks when Gin makes a low purrrr, pinning her to the side of the cove, nuzzling against her gills. She makes a soft gasp at that, tail swishing fast, until Gin takes one clawed hand and sets it just where scales fade to skin.

"Um-" Her face is impossibly red as she meets their eyes, and their intense, almost ravenous gaze makes her words melt in her mouth, and she's back to just stuttering, because really, what can she say?

They know what she wants, and she trusts them to carry it out, anyway.

(Even so, that does not hold her back from yelping when fangs land in her shoulder and blood paints the water like smoke. It's okay; Gin doesn't like talking, but Louisa makes enough music for both of them anyway.)

[higherentity]

[reddahliasss]

i wanna be pretty like louisa by lord huron

[akhuna01]

Last night at my happy place 😁❤.the donkeys are Loretta (grey) and Louisa (dark), the horse is my beloved girl Talisi.

[zukkaoru]

love you through an open wound

But Gin leaves flowers on a grave, and they wear grief like a noose around their neck, and when they ask Louisa what brought her to Japan, Louisa lets herself be pulled into a conversation like a fly in a spider’s web. The silk is soft, and Louisa is tired, and— And Gin listens, like no one else would. It’s so easy to drown in them.

or: louisa and gin on wrongness, grief, love, and molding yourself to fit someone else's desires

🩸 10.8k words || gincott || rated m 🫀 for @bsd-rarepair-week-2024 day 4: blood / grief / beast au