#Sarah Paulson

[stayevildarling]

Cordelia Goode x Billie Dean Howard x Wilhemina Venable x Reader- Bruised Petals

A/N: I got this request a while ago but I can‘t find it in my inbox. basically reader living at the coven and going through an abusive relationship. unaware that the three woman know, as they begin trying everything to get reader out of it and make her see real love🤍

tw/tags: mention of abusive relationship, emotional, verbal and physical abuse, cursing, overprotective delia, scary mina, angst/hurt/comfort

word count: 7.8k (I apologize, I got slightly carried away while writing this)

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The rain had been pouring for hours outside, hammering against the large windows of the academy. You sit curled up on one of the armchairs in the living room, book in your lap that you had been trying to read for what feels like hours but not having managed a single page yet. Wilhemina was the first to join you, having finished her evening rituals and joining you as she sits beside you with a warm smile, reaching for her knitting supplies. Moments later the medium and supreme join as they greet you with warm smiles and some gentle words. The four of you had been close for years, ever since you had joined the academy, as a student first before reaching your full potential and neither of them wanting to let you go, offering you a home and teaching classes there which you accepted of course.

The three woman felt like your family, the place you call home, despite the coven feeling like your sanctuary. Billie had been the one to undeniably make you laugh until your tummy hurt on bad days, making your days brighter with her charm and humor. Wilhemina was distant at the beginning, struggling to let people in but you quickly managed to find your way into her heart, break her walls with your true gentleness and your kind heart. And the redhead made you feel safe, when the nights were dark, when thunder rippled through the academy, her mere presence kept you steady. And Cordelia was your sun, the person who you could rely on and the other way around. She knew she could leave the academy in your hands when the council meeting’s piled up, knowing you would enter her office at lunch everyday with a bright smile and some tea or coffee, depending on the day ahead and her mood.

The four of you had become inseparable at some point, opting to spend dinner in the quiet atmosphere of each other after the witches, establishing daily routines like your evening unwinding and weekend activities. But a few months ago something had changed, a new witch joining the academy and you two growing close and despite having loved those three for several years, you never thought they could feel the same, accepting your feelings and moving on with this new person that equally made you feel seen, cherished and loved. Wilhemina had been the first one to notice how quiet you had been lately, how you barely smiled or laughed anymore and how you always seemed a million miles away. And tonight she couldn‘t keep her silent concern in any longer.

„You‘ve been quiet tonight“ she exclaims after about an hour of the four of you sitting in silence, this often happening but this wasn‘t a comfortable silence and she could tell. You are quick to force a smile, weak and unconvincing „I‘m fine Mina, just tired“ you mumble, trying to hide the trembling of your hand but she had already noticed a while ago. Her brows furrow and you see the concern in her gaze. „Don‘t lie to me“ she says, voice barely above a whisper. „I can tell when you‘re lying, you know“ she murmurs, hoping she could coax you away from this silence and make you share the way you usually had. Cordelia and Billie had heard of course, trying to give their lover the chance to make you open up but they could tell she isn‘t getting anywhere with the way her brown eyes search theirs.

„Sweetie, you know you can always talk to us, right?“ the supreme tries softly, not wanting to overwhelm you but wanting you to know. Billie ever the attentive one, reaches for your hands, noticing how uncomfortable you seem before she gasps. „Honey, you‘re trembling“ she says, voice and features filled with concern as your eyes avert theirs. „Promise I‘m fine“ you lie, knowing you aren‘t convincing but not having an ounce of strength left to pretend anymore than you are. Before either of them can speak again, the front door opens and you pull your hands away, knowing who returned. Alex, your girlfriend walks inside, halting a moment as she sees you four before giving you a sign to follow her. And so you reach for your book, mumbling a quiet „Goodnight“ before leaving and following her upstairs to your shared room.

The three of them sigh, not having a good feeling about this for weeks now but not any proof that they are remotely right. „Something isn‘t right“ Billie mumbles as she reaches for a cigarette and her two girlfriends are quick to nod in return, equally having a feeling something was going on. A few days passed and slowly the facade began crumbling as a silent thunder ripples through the academy, a storm that had been brewing for weeks but that you managed to contain and hide but today there was no hiding it anymore. „You are such a stupid bitch“ she speaks, her voice hitting you hard as you try and make up for the mistake you had done. „I‘m so sorry“ you apologize as you had been in charge of buying some things and clearly messing up.

„You can‘t do anything right can you?“ she spits and for a moment tears fill your eyes, not scared ones as fear had left you a while ago. Sad ones as you remember how she used to treat you, her bright smile when seeing you, showering you in gifts and compliments and making you feel like the most special and beautiful girl in the world but lately you couldn‘t help but feel like the biggest burden on the planet, never able to do anything right, unloveable and nothing more than a fuck up. Tears rise as you think about the times she took you on dates, silly selfies you took, holding hands, wearing matching rings, exchanging outfits and being dorks together when the world seemed okay. You remember how much she would worship you, how she would hold your hand and hold you through the night but those things stopped after a little while, the initial getting to know each other phase over and things too serious to end it.

It had been the same for weeks, silly arguments over nothing, at first trying to fight your ground but when that didn‘t work out well, you took it, apologizing and fixing the situation before it could escalate. You had become good at hiding, sometimes placing a spell on your room so no one could hear the raised voices and insults but you had been tired, unable to sleep at night, the crushing sadness keeping you away and the anxiety and fear of it all keeping you from functioning properly. „Answer me“ she demands, ripping you away from your thoughts as you try your hardest to hold it together. „You‘re such a waste of time“ she spits before reaching for her jacket and leaving, banging the door so loud that it causes you to shiver. And then you let the tears flow, sobbing in silence as you wonder where it all had gone wrong.

Unaware to you, both Wilhemina and Cordelia had been sitting in the supreme‘s office, two doors down, startled when they heard the shouting before their eyes silently communicated. „Don‘t“ the redhead had to remind Cordelia as the supreme rose „This isn‘t our business“ she reminded her but the blonde didn‘t agree, you having been her buiness and theirs for years. „But she is our business“ the supreme counters. But her girlfriend had convinced her, not wanting to overstep as they sat in silence, hearing the exchange before hearing the door bang shut. Wilhemin was equally enraged, her hand tightly gripping onto her cane as she tried to stay calm, not run in there and tell Alex all the things she had on her mind since first meeting her, wanting you happy but able to tell she couln‘t give you what you deserved.

Equal to you they were awake that night, wondering whether your silence lately had anything to do with this, despite this being the first time they actively noticed something. By the time morning came around, you woke up to an empty bed, knowing Alex probably spent it at the bar or with her friends and you managed to get yourself out of bed, wanting to make things better as you made sure to tidy the room, pick up her things that she always left everywhere so carelessly , expecting you to take care of those things. You made sure to change the sheets, clean your ensuit bathroom before leaving the academy, wanting to return some of the wrong things you had bought and making it up to her. Returning the items was easy despite it taking you several hours to get what she originally wanted. In the end you stop at one more shop, picking up her favorite chocolates and some flowers, hoping you could make it up to her.

By the time you are in the queue, your phone begins blowing up and you see several messages coming in about where you are, to answer immediately and what you are doing. You freeze as it‘s your time to pay, knowing what was going to await you at home and suddenly you lose the ability to breathe, panic settling in your chest as you stand frozen infront of the cashier. „Ma‘am are you alright?“ he asks and it takes someone‘s hand to find your shoulders, perfectly manicured nails to ground you. You immediately snap out of it as you see Billie, quick to apologise before tapping her card against the reader. „I have got it darling“ she whispers before taking the bag and softly guiding you out of the shop and to her car. „Are you okay?“ she asks, her eyebrows furrowed and laced with concern. „Yes sorry“ you quickly mumble as you force a smile. „Let me take you home love“ she offers but you shake your head, not wanting to be a burden. „I‘m not leaving you here, come on“ she urges as she takes you to her car.

As soon as you get inside, memories flood your mind of the many times Billie had taken you out, late night drives, the medium showing you the world a little before everything changed. Your trembling hands reach for your wallet as you try and find some money but she is quick to place her hand over your shaking one. „It‘s no big deal darling, I told you I have got it“ she murmurs and you remain quiet as she begins heading home. There is silence between you, a heavy one as the woman can tell you are a million miles away, having heard from her girlfriends about what happened and assuming that explaining your state today. „Are those for Alex?“ she mumbles as she guides you out of the car and hands you the bag. „They are lovely darling, I‘m sure she will appreciate it“ Billie smiles as she watches you nod and head upstairs, her features tense, seeing you so sad and quiet, never having seen you like this before.

By the time you make it to your room, you find her, sitting impatiently by the window as her eyes find yours. „Where the fuck have you been?“ she greets you and you sigh, struggling to keep yourself together at this point. „I got the things I got wrong yesterday“ you explain before quickly adding „Don‘t worry, I returned the others“. She inspects the bags before nodding and you sigh again before handing her the bag of chocolates and flowers „I got these for you, I‘m so sorry again“ you apologize, trying hard to reach her eyes and search for anything you had seen in them when you had fallen for her. „Did your whore buy them for you?“ she spits and your eyebrows furrow as you hear her talk. „What?“ you ask confused as she carries on „I saw you with that blonde, she drove you home“ she exclaims and you sigh before staying quiet, not feeling it to explain yourself. „You are such a whore for them, don‘t you see how that slut looks at you?“ she spits.

And then something within you snaps, not caring about the names she had been calling you for ages now but crossing a line when you hear either of the three women getting called any names. „Don‘t call them that“ you warn, voice filled with something that even scares you. She raises an eyebrow before chuckling lowly and before you know it, you feel the stinging of your words on your cheek, one of the rare times she had touched you. The world stays still as she storms off, tossing the flowers and chocolates in a trash can, before leaving. By the time Billie returns from the garden for her cigarette, she furrows her eyebrows as she hears the front door banging shut, seeing the things she had bought thrown away so carelessly and something within her causes her to walk up to your room, Cordelia still teaching and Wilhemina still at work.

The medium knocks softly, before stepping inside, hearing some mumbling as you expected Alex to maybe have returned. You stiffen once you realize it‘s Billie and immediately rise to your feet, forcing a smile. „Hey Billie“ you greet her and despite the image seeming so normal, she knew you better than this, knowing you are pretending with her which she hated. As she steps closer, her breath hitches as she sees your red cheek, clearly able to tell there is a hand print on it and her eyebrows furrow as she looks at you. „Y/N what is this?“ she questions, the tremble in her voice betraying her concern as you can‘t help but brush her off. „I‘m fine Billie“ you mutter but she isn‘t having it „What happened?“ she asks, taking your hand into her own as she locks eyes with you. „I fell“ you lie, too tired to think of a better excuse and she could tell you aren‘t going to open up. „We are always here, no matter what“ she whispers softly before leaving you be, able to tell this was only making you more uncomfortable.

Days pass and the three of them began growing increasingly worried, having heard from Billie what had happened. Cordelia began growing more and more overprotective, often being held back by Wilhemina who still struggled to give in and let them take care. For days they had barely seen you, only teaching your classes before disappearing again. Tonight you had retreated to the library again, your girlfriend playing games on the computer in your shared bedroom, often playing online and busy and so you opted to have some quiet time for yourself. The libary had become your sanctuary, equal to the greenhouse but more quiet as no one usually stepped inside other than a certain redhead. And by the time you hear the gentle tapping of a cane, your eyes reach the door as you see Wilhemina step inside.

„Hi little one“ she greets you gently before closing the door, feeling relieved to find you alone. „Hi Mina“ you greet her with a soft smile and she is quick to cross the room before sitting beside you. „What are you reading?“ she asks and you lift the book to show her the cover, seeing the book that she had bought for you a few months back, a soft smile spreading across her face. „How are you?“ you ask her, your usual softness back which causes the redhead‘s heart to swell for a moment, having missed this side of you terribly. „I‘m good sweetheart“ she says before tilting her head to the side a little „How are you.. really?“ she asks and you pause a moment, suddenly feeling incredibly vulnerable under the gentleness of her eyes and the softness in her tone. And as you meet her brown eyes you suddenly long for her, to be in her arms and be held, hoping she could fix this broken part of you that is beginning to feel more trapped by each passing day.

There is a thick heavy silence as Wilhemina watches your heart shatter in front of you, trying hard to keep your composure and not to begin crying, not wanting to worry them further as you know they have been concerned lately. „Can“ you begin but stop yourself before the words leave you, realizing you shouldn‘t. „What is it little one?“ she encourages, clearly seeing there is something on your mind. „Can I have a hug?“ it comes out broken and barely audible and her eyebrows raise in surprise, Mina definitely not one for physical touch unless she has the upmost respect, love and trust in the other person. And she doesn‘t waste a second before nodding, opening her arms as she pulls you in, watching as you hold on for dear life.

You cherish the feeling of being in her warm arms, her lavendar perfume lingering in the air as she fixes your broken pieces slowly, your heart feeling warm at the strange sensation that the person meaning to give you this had been deprieving you of those feelings for the longest time. Time passes slowly and neither of you let go as you cling on and her hands begin brushing over your back softly. When the library door opens you quickly pull away, breath hitching as you see Alex stepping inside, her expression tense as she meets the redheads eyes. Without another word you get up, watching as Alex begins leaving and you mouth a quick „Thank you“ and whisper a faint „Good night“ before leaving her and she sighs, the pieces falling together slowly as she begins understanding what is going on.

„What the hell were you two doing?“ Alex hisses and you remain quiet, mumbling something about catching up, knowing you could never tell her what happened as her jealousy would get the better off her. The two of you go to bed, and before you know it she faces away from you, the same every night as she begins being on her phone, leaving you lonely and sad but tonight Mina‘s hands keep you warm as you remember what it feels to be held, feels to be close to someone and you can‘t stop thinking about her soft smile before you fall asleep, a soft smile on your lips as for the first time in a while, your heart didn‘t feel as heavy and aching the way it had been for a long time.

„She asked you for a hug?“ Cordelia asks a bit dumfounded the next day as the redhead tells them both what happened the night prior, unaware that Alex lingered and heard every word. „I think there is something really wrong“ Billie begins, having a strange feeling for the longest time now, the unease beginning to creep into her bones. „I think it‘s time“ Wilhemina says softly as she glances at Cordelia, finally allowing and agreeing she should talk to you, knowing the supreme could coax anything out of you, the two of you always having a deeper understanding. The truth is that at one point you had loved them, deeper than you had ever loved before, loving Billie‘s charm and bravery, Wilhemina‘s calm and how collected she is and Cordelia‘s sunshine. But you didn‘t think they could love you, add another person to their relationship and when Alex showed up, showing you the world, you pushed your feelings for them aside despite them lingering.

„What the actual fuck“ Alex spits as she walks into your shared bedroom, door banging shut as it startles the three women downstairs. „You asked her for a hug? are you really that fucking desperate? don‘t I give you enough?“ she spits and you remain silent, too tired and broken to even open your mouth. Once they hear shouting, Cordelia immediately abandonds what she is doing, her two girlfriends following behind her promptly. „I told you to stay away from those three, they aren‘t good for you, fake supreme, a cripple and that old hag“ she spits and there it was again, your feelings suddenly bubbling to the surface as you abruptly stand. „Shut your fucking mouth“ you scream, the three of them startled as they reach the top of the stairs, never ever having heard you like that. „Don‘t you ever speak about them like that, you have no right“ you continiue, even Alex shocked at the sudden outburst before she steps closer, almost a faint smirk on her features.

„I know how you look at them, how they look at you“ she begins before you begin backing away a little. „You are a cheating whore, how long have you done this? or is it all in your dumb fantasy? having them love you and take care of you“ she asks, raising her hand which causes you to flinch. „You are worthless, no one could ever love you“ she spits and before anything else can be said, the door swings open as Cordelia steps inside. „Thats enough“ she warns, taking in your frame as Alex turns to face her. „This is our room“ your girlfriend exclaims which causes the supreme to step closer. „This is still my coven and if you think for one second you can treat her this way, you are mistaken“ she carries on which causes Alex to turn to you again, almost if expecting you to say something and speak up to the blonde. But you remain quiet, too overwhelmed by it all to even speak.

There is a silent conversation in their eyes as Alex and Cordelia stare at each other but eventually she falters, huffing before leaving, seeing Wilhemina and Billie by the door, rolling her eyes before leaving the academy, your girlfriend running like she usually would. „Y/N?“ Cordelia asks gently as she steps closer, noticing how you seem not really there, Billie and Wilhemina equally stepping inside. The image almost kills them as they see you so spaced out, as if you aren‘t really in the room with them anymore. „Sweetie?“ she tries again as she steps closer but before she reaches you, you flinch, your body and mind in overdrive as you struggle to understand what is real anymore. She steps back immediately and this time the three of them understand, just how deep this is running, how far this had gone, questions answered that had been on their minds. „I won‘t hurt you angel“ she coos, before gently reaching for your hand, brushing her hand over them to ground you.

And by the time you manage to snap out of it and realize she is gone, the shame, guilt and embarrassment hits you all at once, having them know, having them see and unaware how much they had heard to begin with. „I“ you try to speak but the words get stuck in your throat as your eyes dart between the three women, their faces filled with all the concern and love in this world. „It‘s okay baby, we‘re here“ Billie tries but it feels too much, everything feels too much as you take a step back, Cordelia‘s healing touch leaving you as the walls close in around you. „I- need to be alone“ you whisper, holding back the tears with ever ounce of strength you have left. The three of them glance at each other before Wilhemina steps forward „I don‘t want to leave you alone little one“ she tries softly with her word choice. „Please“ you whisper before Billie and Wilhemina glance at Cordelia, almost desperately.

„Is it okay if we come check on you a little later on?“ she asks gently before you nod, just wanting to be on your own and eventually they agree, with heavy hearts as they leave you be. And once the door closes it takes every bit within you to contain the sobs as you curl in on yourself, wanting to scream and cry at the same time. The pain comes and goes in waves as you contemplate everything, wondering how exactly you could have fallen victim for this. You had always wondered why women stayed with their abusive partners but becoming one yourself changed your entire perception. The constant gaslighting, the insults and the manipulation make you feel sick but there is still this part of you that wonders whether she could still love you truly and whether you could have the feeling back that you once had. Eventually the world turns to a blur as you fall asleep, curled up in your bed, still wearing clothes as you lay in a ball, soft whimpers escaping you as your brain tries to work through the trauma of the last few weeks and today.

Cordelia had checked on you briefly, not wanting to overwhelm you with the three of them present and found you asleep, gently putting a warm blanket around you and some dinner incase you would wake and need any. But you don‘t, sleep keeping you comfortable and safe until the afternoon of the next day before you wake up a little confused, realizing how long you had slept and finding the kindness of the three women on your nighttable as you see some flowers from Billie, some lunch from Cordelia and a new book from Wilhemina, frowning at their kindness that you didn‘t feel like you deserved. It takes you a while before getting out of bed, heading to the bathroom before walking downstairs, hoping not to find anyone, as you just wanted to sleep and disappear. But as you reach for some water, you notice the three of them talking in the living room and the guilt eats at you for how kind they had been, clearly not having noticed you as you stand by the doorframe for a moment.

You watch Cordelia and Billie on the sofa, Wilhemina on her armchair as they share quiet conversations while the fireplace crackles softly in the background and suddenly you feel incredibly cold, wishing you could join their warmth and feel it in your cold bones and tired heart. „Sweetie“ Cordelia is the first to notice you as she pats the space next to her. „Come here“ she encourages and you do, feeling a little vulnerable under their concerned gazes as you sip some of the water. „Did you sleep okay?“ Billie asks as she locks eyes with you and you nod before seeing Wilhemina give you a warm smile. „Little one we“ she begins but the sound of the front door opening and closing startles them and as you see Alex in the hallway, you immediately freeze, the water glass slipping through your grasp but Cordelia‘s supreme senses quickly pick it up before it shatters. Wilhemina‘s blood boils as she sees her standing there, a fake apologetic expression on her face and some pathetic attempt of an excuse, some flowers in her hands.

Billie has to supress a scoff, knowing those weren‘t even your favorite kind and wanting nothing more than to rip them from her hands and shower you in your favorite kind instead. Cordelia immediately stands, covering you with her presence as she glances at the black haired witch. There is silence for a while before Alex speaks but she does „Y/N darling I‘m sorry, can we talk?“ she speaks and you swallow hard before standing, not wanting them to witness this. Before you can go anywhere, Cordelia stops you, her hand keeping you there. „No“ she interjects, Alex surprisied expression meeting hers. „Delia it‘s okay“ you try but her overprotectivenenss stops her, having sworn to never let this happen again. „No“ she speaks firnly before she glances at your girlfriend again „If you have something to say do it here“ she orders and Alex sighs before stepping closer, Billie on her feet immediately as Alex carefully places the flowers on the table.

„I‘m sorry baby, I have been stressed lately but I love you“ she whispers and you glance at her, trying to find the honesty in her eyes and even though your heart longed for her words you couldn‘t belive them. „Can we talk alone please?“ she tries again but you shake your head, which causes the three of them to raise their eyebrows in suprise despite the pride feeling in their chests. „Fine“ she whispers before leaving, the door banging closed as she leaves you be. You leave just as quickly, feeling nothing but shame for the three of them having to deal with this, burdening them in such a way when they had their own life, unaware of the part you play in it and have been for years. They watch you go with a heavy sadness in their eyes, knowing you needed the space but nevertheless wishing they could fix this. „Pathetic“ Wilhemina mumbles as her eyes lock with the flowers, her features filled with hatred.

For days sleep remains your quiet comfort as you enjoyed the silence, despite the occasional dream feeling safe in the darkness but of course it didn’t go unnoticed by the two blondes and redhead who both cared and worried so deeply. Their quiet concern showed with them regularly checking on you, placing meals and little gestures on your nighttable or tugging you in when they found you curled up. But tonight Billie couldn‘t wait any longer as she gently knocked, seeing you asleep for almost the entire day by now before gently calling your name. Your eyes force open as you see the blonde medium before a smile meets you, a warm and soft one. „Hi darling, I‘m sorry to wake you“ she speaks before gesturing to the edge of the bed and you nod, watching her sit and you sit up, not wanting to be rude, despite feeling exhausted still. „Can I talk to you love?“ she asks and you mumble a quiet and sleepy „Yes“.

„I was just wondering if you wanna talk? about anything at all, I won‘t judge but I promise I‘ll listen“ she speaks softly and her warm eyes make you feel so safe that your facade almost falters. There is silence for a while before you see her hand reach out, careful and slow, her eyes asking for permission and upon you nodding, gently holding it in place. She can tell you want to open up but at the same time she can see the vulnerability in your eyes. „Can you tell me how long this has been going on?“ she asks carefully and you whisper „A few months“ which causes sadness to fill her eyes. „What happened baby, you two used to be happy“ she tries, not understanding what had gone wrong. And that was enough to get you to speak, voice shaky as that same question had been on your mind. „I don‘t know“ you sigh, beginning to shake a little as memories flood in.

„I was so happy at the beginning, she was everything to me and she made me feel loved and seen. We had so much fun together and she made me forget“ you whisper which catches Billie‘s attention. „Forget what sweetie?“ she asks with furrowed brows as your gaze averts hers. „I loved someone else“ you admit „But I didn‘t think that could work and then she came and it made me push those down“ you admit, raw and vulnerable. „And then things changed, small at first“ you whisper as you lock eyes with her again. „Like what angel?“ she asks, so proud of you for sharing with her. „She would make me do a lot, all the cleaning and tidying and chores and I didn‘t mind truly but then she became distant“ you admit which causes Billie to sigh. „I would sometimes ask for a hug or a cuddle but she always turns around at night and I feel lonely“ you admit and suddenly it makes sense to her, why you had asked Wilhemina before. „She would call me names and we would argue and then she started“ you stop yourself just in time, the words to painful to repeat but Billie knows.

„I know sweetie and I‘m so sorry, you don‘t deserve any of that“ she sighs, wishing she could fix this for you. „She said she was sorry though and she got me flowers“ you try, falling into the old spiral as you think about the good times. „Darling, you always deserve flowers and not as some cheap excuse and apology“ she says, her nails running over your hands as she can‘t contain whats on her mind. Your breath hitches at her words before you whisper a quiet „Thank you Billie“ and the woman smiles sadly „I‘m always here to listen, we all are“ she encourages and you nod before a yawn ripples through you and the medium takes that as her sign to leave, only able to imagine how much strength that must have took, despite wanting nothing more than to hold you through the night. „If you need anything, you come find us okay?“ she whispers before leaving and you nod with a weak smile before curling into yourself again.

Sleep washed over you quickly but the three women remained awake, Billie repeating what you had told her and the truth breaking them. They had no idea it had been that bad for so long, hating the fact you had been hiding it, wishing they could have seen sooner, your words repeating on Wilhemina‘s mind about pushing feelings for someone else away. She can‘t help but wonder if you meant them, the love between you four so obvious at times. It takes them a while to fall asleep but when they do you are on their minds. Around midnight, you wake up, suddenly starving as you hadn‘t really left your room or eaten much. You steal away into the kitchen, appreciating the silence of the academy before opening the fridge, finding some left overs with a sticky note and your name, recognising Cordelia‘s handwriting and the gesture causes you to smile.

As you turn around, your smile quickly vanishes though as you see the silhouette of Alex in the shadows, quickly watching her step into the kitchen and light. Your breath hitches and by her posture and expression you could tell she was drunk, her probably having spent several days there or with her friends. „Alex“ you whisper before she steps closer, swaying a little. „What were you smiling at?“ she asks and you look into her eyes , trying to read what she may do before mumbling a quiet „I don‘t know“. She steps closer, causing you to back away before she hisses „Don‘t lie to me“ and you close your eyes, just wanting it all to stop. „Tell me, have you slept with them yet?“ she asks and you sigh, her jealousy something you couldn‘t stand anymore, growing less and less scared and more annoyed by the minutes passing. „Alex- I don‘t want this anymore“ you whisper, a sudden bravery taken over you as you are surprised yourself by the words.

„You little whore, you think you can leave me?“ she chuckles lowly which causes the shaking of your hands to return, knowing whats next. And when she charges for you, you do the only thing you can think of, run. You run upstairs, seeing how she was right behind you, knowing you couldn’t make it to your room safely before desperatly knocking on the three womens bedroom door, hoping despite the middle of the night, they could hear you. But after the first knock, you feel her yanking your hair, pulling you backwards and onto the floor, causing your head to hit the marble flooring hard. „Please“ you scream before the first blow lands on your face, almost knocking the breath from your lungs. Her fists land on you hard as she crouches over your form, a rage in her eyes that you hadn‘t seen before.

And despite this taking mere seconds, it feels like an eternity before the door opens, exposing three shocked face as Cordelia immediately pulls her off you, shoving Alex down the hallway as she kneels beside you, seeing how your face is bloody, expression pale. „What the hell do you think you are doing?“ Wilhemina‘s voice ripples through the silent academy as Alex composes herself. But before she can step forward, Wilhemina abandons her cane, fist landing hard in Alex‘s face as she had been meaning to do that for a long time, the redhead usually never one for this kind of violence but not able to contain herself any longer. The punch is so hard it sends her to the floor as she collects herself but before Wilhemina can carry on, Billie pulls Wilhemina aside, eyes pleading to stop this and all that is left for Alex to do is run, steal away as she knew there was no way she could ever touch you again.

Cordelia‘s hands glow with magic as she tries stabilizing you and Billie and Wilhemina are quick to turn their attention on you as they see you so broken and beaten, wishing they saw this coming. „It‘s okay sweetie, you‘re okay“ the supreme whispers, watching your eyes fighting to stay open. Wilhemina watches you wiggle, almost fighting off the supreme‘s magic, assuming you are scared or in pain at first. „It‘s okay little one, Delia will fix this“ she coos but when the words leave you moments later, beaten and broken, their breathing hitches. „Please don‘t“ you whisper, causing Billie‘s eyebrows to furrow. „I don‘t want you to fix me, I want it to stop“ you whince through the pain. „I want it all to stop“ you repeat, causing tears to fill their vision as the words leave you. „Don‘t.. don‘t say that sweetie“ Cordelia tries through tears , her own hands shaking as she tries to make the pain stop.

And when Wilhemina‘s encouraging hands find the supreme‘s shoulder she manages to fight through this, put you to sleep with her magic before healing you. Once the blood is gone, they sigh in relief for a moment before Billie‘s sobbing echoes through the silent academy, startling the other two. „She doesn‘t deserve this“ she cries now, unable to keep her emotions at bay any longer. „We should have stopped this sooner“ she cries, causing Wilhemina‘s guilt to ripple through her chest as she had been the one stopping Cordelia to intervene from the start. Still she pushes through the pain, guiding Billie off the floor and into their room as the supreme quickly sweeps you into her arms and takes you to their sanctuary too, knowing they can keep you safe there. She lays you on the bed, wrapping you in some blankets before walking over to the medium and wrapping her in her arms, knowing Wilhemina was equally hurting and may need some space.

It takes a few hours until your body wakes again, eyes fluttering open before the pain sharply reminds you of what happened. And for a second your breath hitches, unaware of your surroundings until you realize where you are, recognizing the bed you are laying in and their room. When you force your eyes to open you see Wilhemina sitting on an armchair in the corner, Billie Dean at the end of the bed but no supreme in sight and for a moment you wish you could disappear, not wanting to deal with the shame of this and for how much you had dragged them into this already. Wilhemina is the first to notice as her eyes glance over you, finding your eyes open and she immediately rises, startling Billie as the medium glances up from her phone and her eyes meet yours. „Hi darling“ she greets you warmly before her hand finds yours, her manicured nails keeping you grounded as the anxiety ripples through your chest.

„Are you okay little one?“ the redhead asks and you simply nod, words too much yet as you try and collect yourself, not wanting to burden them anymore than you already have. Their eyes silently communicate as your silence worries them, long seconds passing before the redhead takes a seat beside you on the bed. „Are you in any pain?“ she asks gently before you shake your head and try sitting up, feeling like an intruder in their room before the pain overwhelms you. Billie instantly notices you whincing at the pain before her hand finds your shoulder, trying to reassure and steady you before you flinch, eyes forcing closed and she immediately retracts her hand, your pain reflecting in her eyes. „I‘m sorry“ she whispers before Wilhemina tilts her head, trying to think of what to do. „You‘re safe with us“ she reminds you but it‘s too much and so all you can do is shake your head and try to find balance as you attempt standing.

„What are you doing?“ Billie asks as she glances at Wilhemina panicked and the redhead immediately stands, able to tell by your pained expression, how pale you are and Cordelia‘s words about this magic not light on the body, this was a bad idea. And she was right, as soon as you stand your legs give in but the redhead is quick to catch you, guide you back on the bed as you glance at her with a scared expression. „This is because of Delia‘s healing magic darling, you‘ll be okay“ Billie coos before hot frustrated tears stream down your cheek. The embarrassment of it all causes you to wipe them away and as Billie glances at her girlfriend she can tell you feel overwhelmed. Seconds later, the supreme steps inside, seeing her lovers concerned expression before she takes a glimpse at your form. „Sweetheart, you‘re awake“ she coos before stepping closer.

You don‘t dare to look at her or any of them as you pull your knees to your chest, wanting nothing more for the earth to swallow you whole and erase your existence. By her girlfriends expressions, she can tell there was something wrong and so she kneels beside the bed, looking at you before whispering a soft „Can you look at me?“ and when you don‘t her lips twitch before she whispers „Please Y/N“ and the tone in her voice, so soft and gentle causes you to do just that. „Can you talk to us? are you in pain?“ she asks before you shrug, still not finding your voice yet. „No matter what you feel right now, you are safe“ she reminds you before Billie nods „We just want to take care of you“ she whispers before you sigh, a painful one as you try collecting yourself.

„Can you take me to my room please?“ you whisper, glancing at Cordelia‘s whos eyes find your teary ones. „Why sweetie?“ she asks, immediately concerned as she remembers your earlier words. „I don‘t want to be here“ you whisper which causes Wilhemina‘s eyebrows to furrow. „Why?“ she asks, voice raw and vulnerable and then the dam breaks, whatever you had been feeling finally spilling from your lips. „Because I‘m- a burden“ you choke out, voice barely above a whisper but before they could even say anything, the rest spills. „You have your own life and I have been dragging you down with mine for weeks. Neither of you deserve that, you should be happy and not worried about me. I‘ll be fine“ you whisper before Cordelia shakes her head. „Sweetie, you aren‘t a burden, you mean so much to us and you.. you are a part of our life“ she smiles which causes your eyes to meet hers, a flicker of hope crossing your features for a split second.

„We love you“ Billie suddenly blurts out, unable to hold it in any longer. „And I know you meant us when you told me you had feelings for someone and I‘m sorry we didn‘t see it sooner, sorry you had to find out this way but we do. Every single one of us loves you for different reasons“ her confession leaves you stunned and in tears as you lock eyes with Cordelia and Wilhemina, almost asking silently whether it‘s true. „We do little one“ the redhead admits before Cordelia speaks softly „It‘s true darling and I know you may want time or you may not want this at all and that is completely your choice but please let us take care of you, you have been through too much“ she whispers and then your hand finds hers, rushed almost as if their truth is too much to bare. She holds it immediately, not too tight but enough to make you believe she is there and wasn‘t going to let go.

There is a long silence before Billie speaks again „You deserve someone who will not turn around at night, who will hold you, who will put you first and not make you do any chores, who will never touch you without permission, who will treat you with the same kindness you treat them. You deserve your favorite kind of flowers and so much more“ she whispers, causing you to almost blush if this wasn‘t all so sad and triggering. „Thank you Billie“ you whisper, almost a little shy before she presses a kiss to your hand that she had been holding for a while now. The medium disappears for a smoke for a second, wanting to get you some water before you glance at Wilhemina, the same overwhelming feeling of wanting to be in her arms creeping up on you and she can tell. „Mina can“ you whisper before she nods immediately, moving closer as your arms wrap around her and she holds you, Cordelia watching the exchange with a bittersweet smile, knowing this was the first step in many to get you to heal.

„We would love to take care of you sweetheart, if you let us“ Cordelia tries gently as your head rests on Mina‘s shoulder, eyes finding the supreme. „Promise you aren‘t a burden“ she whispers before you nod. „Okay“ you whisper, sad, scared and broken before the supreme‘s eyes fill with tears, tears of relief and pride. Her hand finds your face, halting before you nod in permission. She is soft in the way she caresses your cheeks, whispering sweet reassurance as Wilhemina holds you closer. And the supreme made sure before that your ex girlfriend was never going to bother you again, never step foot into the coven or near you ever again. „We‘ve got you now“ she whispers softly and with the redheads arms around you, so much safer and steady, holding you as if you are the most fragile thing on the planet and the supreme‘s reassuring eyes, Billie‘s kindness, a glimpse of hope washes across you as you think that maybe, just maybe they could treat you right and heal the parts that someone else had broken and taken from you.

[batterycityghoul]

12 Days of Horrormas: Day 8 - AHS: Unholy Night

[lagrith]

i wish i was a witch just to live there

[pedgito]

PEDRO PASCAL attending Sarah Paulson's 50th birthday party

[agreatdarkwind]

x cishet men dni x

[draigviller]

[pedropascal24-7]

Sarah talking about how fame hasn’t changed Pedro and he bought her a purse!

[caroldanversenthusiast]

i’m so ken

[bluerthanvelvet444]

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Frat boy Kyle Spencer x fem!reader

tags: slight angst, fluffy smut!

warnings: swearing, public sex, mentions of Kyle's abuse (poor baby), handjob, p in v.

summary: frat boy kyle being a sweetheart. that's all i have to say.

character count: 11k.

full fic under the cut ↓

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“I'm not going.” You replied, your voice firm and your eyes fixated on the math book that sat on the library's desk, trying to avoid the gaze-that you knew you couldn't resist-of the boy sitting in front of you. You heard him sigh as his doe eyes desperately tried to meet yours.

“But everyone is going…you can't miss it.” Kyle replied with his soft voice.

“I've never gone to any of those parties…why do you want me to go to this one so badly?” You spoke, with a noticeable hint of frustration in your voice.

“Because it's the end of the semester…something to celebrate. Plus, it's gonna be epic.” He said with a toothy smile plastered on his face.

“No, thanks. You know I don't roll with those frat boys.” You rolled your eyes, your words coming out harsh and spiteful.

“I'm a frat boy.” He said, raising an eyebrow, clearly confused by your statement.

“Yea- but you're…different.” You sighed.

It was true. He was indeed different from the frat boys he was friends with. You and Kyle met in Junior year of high school. You were paired up by your physics teacher, who suggested you could tutor Kyle, that at the time had terrible grades. You two clicked instantly, he was fun and outgoing, and you enjoyed spending time with him. Kyle had grown to be incredibly thankful for your help, in fact, he insisted that you were the one who made him passionate about physics, the subject that he used to despise and that now was his main department in college. Although he could seem like the usual asshole frat boy, Kyle was sweet and caring. You knew it, and no one could’ve made you change your mind on that. He was simply a sweetheart.

“Listen, I know my mates may seem rude or not well-behaved…but trust me, as a leader, I established some rules for them. They won’t act crazy, I promise.” His kind voice brought you back from your thoughts. You sighed, thinking about it.

“Brennan’s hosting the party in his summer mansion…it’s next to the beach- it’s so cool, I swear. I-I’ll take you there! I can pick you up and take you home…” He added, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Please?” He said in an adorable voice, his puppy eyes looking hopeful into yours.

You sighed, you didn’t wanna go, but it was utterly impossible to say no to him.

“Fine.”

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You were touching up your makeup. You were ready for the “big night” Kyle was so excited about. You decided to wear something a bit more revealing, a black minidress, because-okay, you didn’t wanna go- but you couldn’t be annoyed and unfashionable all at once.

While taking a final look in the mirror, you heard a knock on your door. You grabbed your bag and opened the door to see Kyle-in his usual frat sweater-smiling at you. He looked at you up and down, scaring you slightly. What if he didn’t like the dress or how it looked on you?

Fortunately, all your concerns faded once you saw his smile widening.

“Woah…you look beautiful. Seriously…you’re stunning.” He said, he couldn’t keep his eyes off you, he wasn’t used to seeing you like this.

You felt your cheeks heat up at the compliments.

“Thank you…” You gave him an awkward smile and bit your lip.

“Shall we get going?” You suggested, to which he nodded. He took your hand and helped you step down the porch. Kyle led you to his car, and opened the door for you with a cute grin.

The ride was calm, you chit-chatted here and there about random stuff, and you swore you saw him staring at your body a few times. After 15 minutes or so, you eventually arrived at the party. Kyle was right, the mansion was beautiful and it faced the sea. You could see lights and music blasting out of the house. He gave you an excited grin and helped you out of the car, walking with you inside the house. It was overflowing with people laughing, playing games and having fun. As much as it seems hard to believe, you didn’t know anyone of those many people. They had familiar faces, sure, but you couldn’t consider them your actual friends. You sighed and nervously looked at Kyle who, on the other side, was flashing smiles to all his fellow frat brothers and friends. You noticed how comfortable he was in his habitat, and how you envied him for that. He introduced you to many people-whom you couldn’t even remember the names of-that obviously didn’t care much about getting to know you, since they even could’ve sworn you did not go to that college. You were invisible even when the attention was on you, and Kyle clearly didn’t catch that. So when he was dragged by his mates to some kind of game, he told you with a chuckle and a rushed tone

“I-I’ll be right back! Chat with the girls, they’re fun!”

Fun. Right. You didn't mean to sound like an antisocial bitch, but they were everything but fun. You saw them from afar just taking pictures of each other-to show on Instagram how much fun they were pretending to have having-or teasing each other about their crushes. You felt bored, so you sat on a chair, sipping a cup of-what you hoped was-punch and waited for Kyle. Time passed, and he didn’t show up, so you got up and started searching for him. It didn’t take you much to find him. Kyle was on the karaoke stage, singing “Rosanna” by Toto.

“Meetcha all the way! Nananaaaaah…” He “singed” while laughing with his mates.

You were conflicted on what to do now. You didn’t want to be a bummer by clinging to him all night, but you were truly bored and felt lonely. So, you did what you believed was best for everyone, you grabbed your stuff and left. The moment you stepped outside, you were met by an unfamiliar feeling of peace, the view surprising you for its beauty and for being so…empty. It was quiet, the only sound that could be heard were the waves splashing against the sand, no people around. You smiled and made your way to the pier nearby. You sat on it and took your shoes off, allowing your feet to sink in the water.

You didn’t know how much time had passed, but you were brought back to reality when you felt Kyle's voice behind you.

“Here you are! I searched for you everywhere!” He was breathing fast, you believed he had been running while seeking for you.

“I thought I left you a message?” You tilted your head.

“Oh… Sorry. I can’t find my phone. Why are you all alone here? The whole fun is inside!” He replied with a giant boyish smile.

“I like it better here. It’s boring inside.” You turned your face to look at the sea again.

“What? How can you call it boring? There are plenty of games! And people inside-” you cut him off before he could finish his sentence.

“Kyle, I hate to break it to you, but I’m not popular like you. The people inside couldn’t care less about me. I feel less lonely here than in that crowded house.”

He looked at you confused.

“Aw, c’mon…don’t be like this. They’re nice people, you just have to make an effort to try to meet them, and I’m sure you’ll have fun.” You didn’t know why those words started a fire in you.

“They’re not my friends, Kyle. I can’t stand those people, I don’t get along with them. And trust me, I’ve tried to be social and friendly, but you may have to consider the idea that not everyone is like you. You’re easygoing and social, you're a freaking frat boy for fuck’s sake. It’s easy for you to say those things.”

He looked at you, mouth agape at your sudden outburst.

“…why didn’t you just tell me?” He looked at you like a sad puppy for bringing you somewhere that made you uncomfortable.

“And be more of a bummer? No, thanks. They already hate me, I don't wanna be a party pooper as well.” You crossed your arms.

He sat next to you on the pier and his fingers gently grazed your jaw to make you look at him.

“You’re not a bummer to me…a-and I’m sorry about that… I shouldn’t have left you alone. Sorry.”

You wanted to be mad at him, truly, but those cute brown eyes melted your heart in every way possible. You bit your lip as you admired him lovingly. He was so caring and sweet, how did you manage to get this lucky?

“I didn’t wanna make you uncomfortable, I- that’s the last thing I’d ever want. You know I care about you… I can’t stand you being mad at me. Please, forgive me?”

You felt your heart tighten at those words. You gave him a slight nod as your eyes travelled down his lips. You wanted to kiss him so badly, and he probably caught onto that, since he slowly leaned in to meet your lips in a sweet kiss. He pulled away slightly, mumbling against your lips.

“Was that okay?” You nodded, and he leaned in again, kissing you once more. This time he deepened the kiss, letting his tongue slip in your mouth and softly swirling it around yours. You let out a breath at how right that felt and how sweet he was being. You pulled him slightly closer and moved your hand to rest on his neck and caress the skin of it. After a bit, you moved your lips to peck his jaw a few times before trailing them down on his neck. Your lips worked sweetly on his skin at first, earning a few sighs from him. As the tension grew, you started sucking his neck, leaving red marks. He groaned and grabbed your waist, you subtly moved your hand down to massage the bulge from his pants. He let out a tiny gasp, and you felt him stiffen, not in a good way. You looked up at him with a confused expression.

“I-I’m sorry…please keep going…” He said with a nervous smile.

“What’s wrong? Did you not like that? It’s okay if you don’t want to…” You gave him a comprehensive look.

“No! I like that… I swear. Just…bad memories.”

“Do you wanna talk about it…?”

“No, I just wanna feel good now.”

You nodded and gave him a gentle peck on his lips before gently undoing his zipper. You ran your fingers over the visible shape of his dick through his underwear, earning a groan from him. You looked at him for consent before gently pulling his boxers down. You blushed as you saw him so vulnerable for the first time. Your fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking him slowly. He let out a breathy moan.

“G-god…don’t stop…”

You smiled and started progressively speeding up. After a few minutes, you heard his moans grow louder, and you felt his strong hand gripping your wrist.

“I…wanna do it. Is that okay?”

You nodded, and he sat up to gently remove your dress and everything underneath. He was stunned by your body, staring at you as if you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He helped you lay down, with a massive gentleness, as if you were capable of breaking if handled too roughly. He hovered on top of you, caressing your face as he lined up your entrance with his dick.

“This okay?” He muttered under his breath, to which you answered with a nod. He gently pushed into you, allowing you to adjust to the new feeling. He groaned when he pushed himself all the way in. He held your hand sweetly.

“Can I start moving?”

“Mhm…”

He slowly started thrusting in you, earning moans from you both. He gripped your hand tighter as he felt how your walls clenched around him. When he felt like you were ready, he started going faster, gripping your hand tightly and kissing you repeatedly through the whole thing. You could've sworn you were seeing stars when he started hitting your G-spot with his tip. Soon enough, your moans got louder and you felt yourself coming on his dick. He tried his best to contain his moans and as soon as you finished he pulled out to come on your tummy. He collapsed onto you, pecking your face repeatedly.

“I love you…” He mumbled.

After some time had passed, he got up and cleaned you with the salty water, giggling like a teen boy receiving his first kiss. When he helped you gain your-and his-decency again, he got up, throwing an arm around you and walking happily towards his car.

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a/n: I love Kyle he's so babygirllll. also look at the cute picture i found on pinterest (the one under the title) that boy looks so much like kyle. got me screaming when I saw it. Anywaysssssss. I might post a part 2 of this with frankenkyle, but I gotta finish Peter fics first (spoiler). Let me know if you like it💕💕

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[anbadann]

Part 2..

I need something else to do in my life.

[stayevildarling]

hello x could u write a Cordelia, Wilhemina, Billie and reader fic where they celebrate Christmas together 🥹 I don't think anyone's written it before and it would be so cute to see!!😍

Cordelia Goode x Wilhemina Venable x Billie Dean Howard x Reader- So this is Christmas

A/N: Merry Christmas everyone 🎄

tw/tags: established relationship, pure fluff, very slight nfsw mention at the end (no smut)

word count: 2k

taglist:

@lunaticwhittaker , @billiebeanhoward , @lanawinters-ily , @kenzbro , @minaslittleone , @httpfiftyshadesofgay @whitelotus00 , @ninaahelvar , @paulsonsratched , @vintagepaulson , @isle-of-earle , @grilledcheeseandguavajelly , @lucyintheskywithxanax , @fanfics4world , @mymiraclewitch , @hazard-to-myself , @awritersometimes , @wastdstime , @p1pecleanerwitheyes , @queen2234 , @ihartnat , @lifebyinez , @ahsatanizgay , @blu3dimples , @stepintomyworld

The academy had been silent in a way that it hadn‘t been in years. There was no giggling, no screaming witches as they raced through the hallway, moments later told off by the supreme for doing so. This was the first time all the witches went back to their families for the holidays, the supreme having worked closely with the parents of her witches and playing a big part in restoring some of their relationships, a matter that had been close to her heart for years.

As you stand in the livingroom, you watch as Cordelia sits cross legged on the plush rug in front of the fireplace, carefully arranging garlands. The flames cast a glow across her features and for a second your heart swells at how truly beautiful the supreme really was, perfect skin, hair looking as thick and full as ever and those eyes you had been getting lost in for years. Billie sits on the couch behind her, leaning against the armrest with one leg curled beneath her as she shuffles through a playlist, trying to find the perfect christmas song to set the mood.

Wilhemina was still in the kitchen, opting to prepare some hot chocolates instead of the usual tea she would make for you four. The scent of the cookies Cordelia had baked with you before linger in the air, making the moment even sweeter. „Are you just going to stand there sweetie? or are you going to help me hang this?“ Cordelia smirks, her voice pulling you back to the present. She holds up a strand of fairy lights for the tree, her eyebrow raised a little, almost as if she enjoyed watching you so spaced out for a moment. You take a step forward, brushing a kiss against her temple as you reach for the other end of the string.

„Sorry Delia, got lost in the moment“ you mumble before Billie chuckles lowly. „And what a moment it is“ she begins, not looking up from her phone as she shuffles through more songs. „The great Cordelia Goode, supreme of all witches, untangling Christmas lights like a mortal“. You try your best to bite down the laughter that is threatening to escape you as Wilhemina walks in chuckling. „Careful Billie“ Mina speaks as she balances a tray of hot chocolates „She might enchant you into doing it next“.

The blonde rolls her eyes, her smile softening as she glances at you, looking so content and happy. The two of you work together to fix the lights, wrapping them around the tree with ease and by the time you plug them in, the lights cast an etherl glow over the room, making you gasp a little. Billie sets her phone down as you and Cordelia join them on the sofa, finally having found a song she can agree with. And as the song plays softly in the background, Cordelia begins passing the hot chocolate, smirking at the way Mina had decorated them, enough cream and marshmallows to last the night. Mina was never usually one for holidays but the supreme knew how much she secretly loved Christmas.

The four of you tangle up in each other as snow begins falling outside, Billie‘s arms wrapped over your shoulder, her fingers tracing circles against your sleeve. Mina sits beside you, leaning into you as she sips on her hot chocolate, Cordelia watching the scene with a teary smile, grateful for the quiet of this christmas and spending it in each other‘s arms. „Do you think they are all having a nice Christmas as we are?“ you speak, thinking about the other witches before Cordelia glances at you „I hope so“ she nods before she smiles „But honestly, I wouldn‘t trade this for anything“.

The evening ended with a lovely christmas dinner that Cordelia and you had prepared earlier on, giggling and smiling as the four of you talked about nothing at all and everything at once, drinking some wine while listening to christmas songs and ending the night in the arms of each other. That night the four of you fell asleep with smiles on each other‘s faces, neither of you wanting to spend the holidays another way ever again. And by the time the next morning came around, you were the first one to race downstairs, carefully placing the presents you had gotten for your girlfriends under the tree and gasping a little as you see most of the presents already under the tree.

Your girlfriends join moments later, Wilhemina and Cordelia already awake and seeing you jolt downstairs, having to drag Billie out of bed but upon mentioning presents, she agreed. „Someone‘s excited“ Mina chuckles as she sees you standing by the three, Billie heading straight for her morning cigarette as Cordelia prepares some coffee, placing a tray of cookies she had baked the day before on the small table in the room. With a flick of her wrist she turns on the lights and lights the fireplace, making the room both comfortable and warm. As you walk to one of the large windows you see snow covering the gardens and you can‘t help but wiggle in excitement, wanting nothing more than to head out there and build a snowman.

„Alright, we ready to open presents?“ Billie chuckles as she walks inside, hair still a little messy from sleep. You nod, trying to act like you aren‘t that excited as you sit on the floor. „Who‘s first?“ Wilhemina asks and the medium is the first to get up before handing each of you a present wrapped in pink wrapping paper and rose gold ribbons. „This looks expensive Billie“ Cordelia tuts as you three begin opening. The medium pulls off her robe, exposing some christmas pj‘s before you three open the same pair and you can‘t help but pout, having wanted to keep this tradition up with them but unsure they would agree. „Of course it‘s Prada“ Wilhemina rolls her eyes with a smirk tugged on her lips. You don‘t waste any time, stripping off before putting them on, matching Billie.

Cordelia and Wilhemina exchange knowing glances before Billie walks over pressing a kiss to your temple as she sits beside you. The supreme uses the opportunity to quickly take a photo of the two of you, matching pyjamas and snuggling in front of the fireplace. The four of you had agreed on one gift only this year, not wanting to go all out there but with Billie‘s choice it already feels like she was going to win this one. Cordelia is the one to get up next, handing each of you a gift before you begin unwrapping. Billie gasps as she opens a small leather journal, her smile widening as she reads the little note, knowing how much the medium loves to scribble down her thoughts throughout the day and when filming her show. „Thank you“ she smiles warmly before wrapping her arms around the supreme.

Wilhemina‘s smile widens as she sees the vinyl of one of her favorite artists for the vinyl player she had in her office, her eyebrows furrowing when she sees the edition she had been after for ages, not understanding how the supreme would have gotten her hands on it. The redheads eyes meet the blonde, their eyes communicating in silence as Wilhemina mouths a quiet thank you and Cordelia nods with a warm smile. By the time you open yours, you open the little box, exposing a beautiful bracelet with several charms. Your eyes begin sparkling as you realize what the little charms represent. A star for when the two of you went stargazing before, a little book representing you and Mina always hiding away in the library and many more reminding you of the memories you had made over the years.

As soon as the tears fall, the supreme is quick to get up, sitting beside you as she pulls you in for a hug. „You like it sweetie?“ she asks and you nod as she wipes your tears. „Thank you Delia“ you smile before the four of you sit there for a moment, enjoing the joy and intimacy of the moment. The four of you decide to take a break as you admire your new gifts, Cordelia and Wilhemina having by now changed into their pyjamas and you had successfully convinced them to take some photos together. You sip on some more hot chocolate while Billie stuffs her mouth in cookies before you carry on. Mina‘s presents are equally filled with grace and meaning as Billie unwraps a scarf in baby pink colours from her favorite designer brand, Cordelia unwrapping a beautiful ornament for the tree representing the academy and you open the most beautiful pendant, exposing a photo of the four of you inside as she helps you put it on.

At last it is your turn and you almost buzz in excitement as you pass them their gifts, Billie‘s carefully wrapped in baby pink wrapping paper, Cordelia‘s in a beautiful shape of yellow and Wilhemina‘s in a soft lilac. „Um so why is mine so tiny?“ Billie complains as she sees the rather large boxes that both the supreme and redhead have. „Quit whining Howard“ Wilhemina chuckles which causes Billie to roll her eyes but silence fills the room as she opens a pair of her favorite earrings, ones she had ever since she was in her early twenties, vintage at this point and unfortunately losing them while filming this year. She gasps before she walks over to you „How the hell did you find them?“ she asks and you simply shrug, not wanting her to know how much effort you went through to get them for her again „Thank you so much babydoll“ she shrieks before squeezing you in her arms so tight that the ability to breathe leaves you a minute.

„What is this sweetie?“ Cordelia asks as she unwraps a rather large portray. Billie smiles in your arms, awaiting the blonde‘s reaction, the medium having helped you with this one. The supreme‘s eyes fill with tears as she sees the portray of herself and all her witches, glancing at the walls that had been filled with old supreme‘s including her mother. She doesn‘t have words, the gesture too meaningful as she hangs it up with ease, patting her lap as she sits down again and admires the view of the painting above the fireplace, her steady arms around you and the sparkle in her eyes enough of a thank you. At last there is Wilhemina, who is opening the large box in confusion before she pulls out a cane, beautifully carved and the handle a small bird and she bites down on her lip, being able to see in your eyes that you knew her cane had been giving her problems lately. Cordelia knew, unsure at first how the redhead may react.

And it was true, the woman didn‘t know how to react at first, staring blanky at the cane before some tears well in her eyes how thoughtful you all always are when it comes to her condition and how you had never made her feel like a burden once. When her hand finds yours, her eyes are teary and your other two girlfriends watch the exchange with a bittersweet smile. „Thank you little one“ she cries and you are quick to wipe her tears and she leans into you. The four of you stay in each other‘s embraces for a while, thanking each other quietly for the gifts you had exhanged.

Eventually, the medium steals away for a cigarette and by the time she returns you chuckle, seeing how her coat and hair is filled with little snowflakes. „Can we please build a snowman?“ you ask Cordelia as she chuckles before Billie clears her throat. „Well we can do that of course but..“ she begins, a faint smirk tugging on her lips. „There is of course this last surprise“ she begins and your eyes travel to her hand as she pulls down her top a little, exposing a red sparkly lingerie set. „Its totally up to you three“ she smirks and you stare at your other two girlfriends, Wilhemina chuckling lowly as you are already on your way, your other two girlfriends following you both towards the bedroom.

And it is safe to say, neither of you wanted to spend another christmas without each other or a coven full of witches ever again.

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