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[stayevildarling]

hi🙈 I found you via wattpad and I really like your work. can you post something about wilhemina, billie and cordelia and reader that saves them from an attack but got hurt and struggles badly after this please. thank you very much, your stories help me very much🐝

Cordelia Goode x Billie Dean Howard x Wilhemina Venable x Reader - Everything works out in the end

A/N: Thanks to the anon for requesting this. I hope you are doing okay and this is somewhat how you wanted it to be. Sending love ❤ I haven't posted in ages but I have still been writing. I'm just genuinely unsure if anyone would read my stuff anymore. @billiebeanhoward said this is a meh one so I apologize in advance.

Warnings: mention of violence, mention of blood, angst, sad, fluff

Word count: 3.7k

Taglist: (if you wanna be added or taken off, send me a dm or an ask):

@lunaticwhittaker, @billiebeanhoward, @lanawinters-ily, @kenzbro, @minaslittleone, @httpfiftyshadesofgay, @whitelotus00, @ninaahs, @vintagepaulson, @isle-of-earle, @paulawand, @paulsonsratched, @stepintomyworld, @grilledcheeseandguavajelly, @lucyintheskywithxanax, @fanfics4world

Moonlight shines on the coven, the light illuminating the white building as it shines through the large windows. It was quiet, the only noises ocassionally to be heard, cars driving past the street outside the coven. Cordelia slowly woke from her slumber, looking over to her right, seeing two of her lovers peacefully asleep.

Billie had her arms wrapped around you, both of you looking so comfortable and peaceful that it brings a warmth to her heart. Of course she notices the absence of Wilhemina. She slowly gets out of bed, quiet enough not to wake you, before sliding into her slippers next to her bedside and quietly leaving the room.

The supreme knew there was only one place Wilhemina would hide away from the shadows of the night as she makes her way to Wilheminas office. Her silk nightgown iluminating the coven further. As she quietly knocks and enters, she finds the redhead standing by the window, holding onto her cane tightly as her eyes avert the window and make their way to the blonde entering the room.

Cordelia makes her way over, gently placing her hand on the redheads and giving her a comforting smile. ,,Can't sleep hm?'' she gently asks. Wilhemina averts her gaze, looking out the window yet again. In response she simply shakes her head, knowing well enough by now that her girlfriend and the supreme could easily read her, even if she didn't want to be read and her emotion so raw and open for people to see.

,,Talk to me darling, this isn't the first time lately'' Cordelia softly suggests. The redheads facial expression quickly turns into a slightly bitter one as her hand grips tighter around her cane, controlling her other hand that is held by Cordelia just enough not to tighten. ,,I can tell you are mad my love'' the blonde implies. Wilhemina huffs before responding ,,Of course I am, we have failed her. We were meant to protect her not the other way around''. The supreme sighs in response, trying to control her own emotions and fighting back tears.

,,She needs you, she needs all of us now more than ever''. Cordelia replies trying not to think back of that day, to the events that her lover suggested but emotions and flashbacks pull her into that day again as if it was yesterday.

It was the last day of Delia being gone at a council meeting and the coven was mostly quiet. The witches studying at the academy were happy to have a quiet day without studies before they would beginn again tomorrow. While the three of you, Billie, Wilhemina and you couldn't be more excited to see Cordelia again. Whenever one of you was busy or gone for a couple of days, you felt incomplete. It was late afternoon, the sun had already begun to set and Cordelia was due any minute. Most of the witches were doing their own thing, in their rooms, the greenhouse or outside the academy gates. Billie had decided to cook, while Wilhemina set the table and you not letting her and instead telling her to sit down, which she didn't like to hear.

As the door was heard, Billie rushed to the hallway first, her being the closest to the front door. She turned around, her face filled with excitement and you following her, Wilhemina behind. However, the mediums breath got caught in her throat as she saw that it wasn't infact Cordelia. She had never seen the person before, dressed completely in black and wearing a hood. Although she couldn't see the persons face, her instincts instantly told her something wasn't right about this. As you enter the hallway you halt, your mind not quite comprehending what was happening before Wilhemina stood by the doorframe, equally confused.

,,Who are you?'' Billie asked confused, the fear very visible in her voice now. The hooded figure simply replied with silence and taking steps closer to the three of you. In their hand you could see an object that you couldn't quite make out. Everything happened so quickly and before you know it, you see a gun being pulled to Billie's head. ,,I have come for revenge'' a deep voice calls out. Without thinking you take a step infront of Billie.

Wilhemina watched the events unfold in shock, her body prisoned with fear, being unable to move. The door opens and at last the supreme enters, the redhead seeing both the shock and also Cordelia getting ready to act. As the words of the hooded figure were spoken, Cordelia trying to rush closer and raise her hand, enabling her magic. The shot was already fired. She watched in fear as you rush in front of Billie Dean, the bullet piercing right through you.

Cordelia couldn't get there fast enough and so the only thing she can do is quickly take the person to the ground. She ran to you and Billie, as you fell backwards into Billie's arms after pushing yourself in front of her. The blood streaming all over you, staining your clothes, Billie's hands and the floor.

The medium couldn't comprehend what was happening. She frantically started crying as she knelt on the floor with you. Begging for Cordelia to make it stop and to make you be okay. Her mind flodding with thoughts of losing you and the fact you had just saved her.

Their reactions were utterly different, despite having the same fear of losing you. Cordelia did her absolute best to stay calm and start a flood of spells and trying to come up with potions already to sped up your healing. Billie was frantically crying while holding your head up, speaking words of comfort to you. Wilhemina however was overtaken by anger. She rushed past you and your two lovers, walking over to the unconciouss figure on the floor. Ripping the hood of their head before letting her anger out in every way she possible could.

,,Wilhemina, Wilhemina'' Billie pleaded before Cordelia had to physically stop her, after speaking her spells. ,,We need your help now, we need to get her upstairs'' the supreme spoke calmy but strictly at the same time.

Successfully convincing the redhead, they made sure to take you into the bedroom and get you into clean clothes as Cordelia put you in a deep sleep, to recover from what had happened, her magic seeming to have worked. Billie sat by your side while the supreme had to take over and protect her coven. Wilhemina helping in any way she could to protect you.

The next morning, Wilhemina was the first one awake and out of bed, standing in the kitchen, despite Cordelia convincing her the night before to get back into bed. The last two weeks had caught up on the usually strong woman, the lack of sleep slowly starting to reflect in her eyes. As her gaze stayed focused, she overlooked the gardens of the coven. She heard footsteps, starting from the stairs and halting by the kitchen. Despite caught in her thoughts, she assumed the footsteps to be from Cordelia or Billie.

However, when she heard a quiet ,,Good morning Mina'' her head instantly turned, her gaze now finding you, standing by the door smiling at the beautiful redhead. ,,Hey little one'' she said softly, making her way over to you. ,,Would you like some breakfast, something to drink?'' she asks. You look at her a moment, her tired eyes meeting yours before replying ,,Just some tea but I'll make it myself'' you imply but she instantly stops you and walks over to the sink.

After a little while, she places the tea cup in front of you gently and you thank her. You try your best not to make it obvious when shuffling slightly in your chair as you still felt pain in your body from recent events. However, you wince slightly and she instantly picks it up. ,,Are you still in pain, little one?'' she asks and despite her voice not showing it you could see the anger in her brown eyes but you quickly shake your head.

The next few minutes are filled with silence, as you drink your tea and Wilhemina seems slightly lost in her thoughts. ,,I'm sorry'' you almost whisper after a while, breaking the silence, laying over the empty kitchen. Her eyebrows furrow, confused at your statement before you explain ,,I know you haven't been sleeping'' you add after a little while. Her demeanour changes and you could tell you shouldn't have said that. You knew the redhead long enough to know what her silence meant. She didn't wanna talk about it, she didn't want it brought up and you blame yourself instantly for making her upset.

Two blondes enter the kitchen shortly after this, Billie pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek and Cordelia greeting you with a gentle smile and kiss to your forehead. ,,Don't forget to have this sweetheart'' she reminds you as she places a little vial next to you. She had made you potions to help with the pain. It was usually no issue for a supreme to instantly heal you after the attack, however she was slightly late and the bullet had already pierced through you and the supremes reaction and spell accuracy was slightly off due to her own emotions. Despite being fully healed and barely even having a scar, you could still feel the pain, although you did your best to hide it.

The three of them start chatting about their days ahead, Cordelia trying to bring some sense of normality into the coven again. Billie talks about the meeting she has this morning and being unsure whether to stay at the coven instead but you assure her it would be okay. Cordelia had an urgent meeting, still working through the aftermath of the events, making sure the coven would be safe and this would never happen again. You overheard a conversation the other day, Cordelia explaining they revealed the hooded figures identity and getting through to the network and the reasoning. ,,I can stay sweetheart'' Cordelia offers but you assure her you will be okay. She reminds you to call or message her if you need anything and where the rest of your medication was and when to take it.

After they had left, Wilhemina got the remaining witches to clean after themselves after breakfast. ,,Is there anything you would like to do sweetheart?'' she asks you but you reassure her she could do her work in her office and that you would go to take a nap. For hours you stared at the ceiling of your bedroom. You tried so hard to be strong for them but the pain would sometimes sneak up on you. You felt guilty, overhearing some conversations as to why this happened and how they wanted to get to the supreme by doing this and hurting the people she loves most. You know they were hurting, you knew Wilhemina couldn't sleep, Cordelia couldn't stop worrying and you knew about Billie's nightmares.

It was around lunchtime when you decided to check on Wilhemina. As you knock on her door gently, a cup of coffee in your hand, you enter and find her asleep in her armchair. You smile softly as you quietly make your way over, putting the coffee on the table next to her and grabbing a blanket and gently placing it over her lap. As you exit her room, you think about what to do. This had been the first day since it happened, where you were alone. Billie and Cordelia hadn't left to go anywhere and if Cordelia needed to, Billie wouldn't leave your side. There had been one thing you had been particularly feeling guilty about, so you decide to grab your wallet and keys and make your way outside the coven, for the first time in a couple of weeks.

It doesn't take long for both of your girlfriends to finish their work, Billie had ended her meeting sooner, prioritizing the important things for her upcoming project and skipping the usual small talk, so she could get back home sooner. Cordelia likewise made sure she told the council everything they needed to know and working on further steps to prevent these sort of events and hold the people accounting for this responsible. They almost enter the coven at the exact time, Billie already making her way up the stairs and Cordelia following behind.

As they open Wilhemina's door, after not finding the two of you anywhere else, they find her in the exact same state you had left her, sleep finally catching up on her. ,,Hi darling'' Cordelia greets softly. Wilhemina sits up straight, pretending this didn't happen, while taking a sip of the now cold coffee. ,,Where is Y/N?'' Billie asks but she is met with the same confused reaction that Cordelia showed as soon as she entered the room and not finding you there too.

Billie is the first one to panic, instantly thinking something had happened again, while Wilhemina did not say a single word, thoughts of guilt and anger towards herself instantly filling her for not checking up on you and falling asleep. Cordelia stays surprisingly calm, checking your nighttable and noticing your wallet and keys missing. ,,Maybe she just went for a walk'' she tries to reason but as soon as the words leave her mouth she doubts them herself, even if this was the case, the danger to the coven and you still hadn't been completely gone.

,,Well do something, can't you teleport to her?'' Wilhemina slightly snaps. ,,I can but I would leave a trace, Billie get your keys. Sweetheart will you stay here please incase she comes back?'' the blonde asks and the redhead nods in response.

Meanwhile you had succesfully purchased what you intended to and are making your way back to the coven. As you walk down the long street towards the academy, you feel the pain piercing through your body again, reminding you it would now be the time for one of Cordelia's potions. The fact you hadn't been out in about two weeks, the slight heat and the pain are causing you to feel dizzy, your legs feeling wobbly and your vision slightly blurring. You stop walking for a second, leaning against a streetlight to your left and taking some deep breaths, while closing your eyes.

,,There'' Billie points out as her and Cordelia approach with the car. The two woman stop and instantly get out of the car, Delia sensing how you felt and holding your hand. Billie cups your cheeks and your cheeks turn a bit red as you see them, feeling embarassed they had to find you like this and knowing they would have worried. ,,Whats wrong sweetheart, where have you been babydoll?'' they ask. You smile and explain through a brave face you had just walked to the shops.

,,Why are you leaning against this thing then, looking pale?'' Billie counters. Your expressions shifts a little and you look at Cordelia. She was always the one you knew you couldn't really get in trouble with. ,,I think its time for the medicine, I just have some pain'' and Cordelia nods before helping you into the car and giving you some water. It takes less than a couple of minutes before you make it back to the coven, a worried Wilhemina already waiting by the front door.

Cordelia nods to Wilhemina, one that symbolizes that you are okay and as she sees the shopping bag in Billie's hand, she figured you had gone out for a bit. ,,Would you like to lay down for a little bit?'' Billie asks softly as she holds your hand, which you nod to in reponse. You let go of her hand and make your way up the stairs and past Wilhemina, smiling at her. ,,Let me help you'' Cordelia ushers after shutting the door'. But only part of her words reach you as your legs feel a little like giving up, their words sounding muffled and you sinking to the floor.

,,Y/N'' Billie calls out, instantly all three of them rushing to your side. Cordelia checks your vitals and quickly figures it was just the exhaustion from today sneaking up on you. With one swift motion, she carries you up the stairs and gently places you on the bed. Billie helped to get you comfortable and wrap you in a blanket. You opened your eyes for a second and mumble the words ,,tired'' before they assure you it was okay to rest.

,,What is happening to her?'' Wilhemina snaps as soon as you were fast asleep. ,,She hasn't had her potion for today, she was just a bit warm and probably dehydrated, she will be perfectly fine'' Cordelia assures, trying to stay calm. ,,This is your fault, those potions aren't helping her'' Wilhemina snaps back before Billie interrupts her. ,,Cordelia has saved her, which neither you or I could have done, if it wasn't for her, Y/N would be dead''. Wilhemina sighs, leaving the room, needing to be alone to calm herself down.

Wilheminas statement forced Cordelia to fold under the pressure a little bit but Billie was right there by her side, reminding her that it's hard for all of us and this was Minas way of handling it and that she knows Wilhemina didn't mean a word of what she said. Billie places a soft kiss on Cordelia's cheek before sitting at the end of the bed, inviting Cordelia to join her there, looking after you.

A couple of hours had passed of them sitting with you, using the moments of you being awake, to help you change your clothes or get you to drink and take medicine. Even if it was just for a couple of minutes at a time. After a while Billie looks at Cordelia before saying ,,I think you should go and talk to her'' and before the blonde tries to respond Billie reassures ,,We'll be okay here, promise''. Cordelia follows Billies advice as she goes to look for Wilhemina.

A few minutes had passed since Cordelia left the room before you open your eyes. Billie instantly smiles at you and tilts her head a little before asking ,,How are you babydoll?''. You sit up a little and as she aids to your side you reassure ,,I feel a lot better now''. Judging from the colour of your face and how clear your words sound, Billie believes you. She passes you a glass of water and you take some sips before asking. ,,Billie could you please pass me that bag from earlier?''. The medium looks around the room before handing it to you.

,,What were you doing out anyway?'' she asks confused and you hold her hand before saying. ,,I know this was your favorite and im so sorry'' before handing her her favorite blouse that had got ruined during the attacks. Billie instantly starts sobbing as you show her the blouse, and you quickly lean her forward and into your arms, placing the piece of clothing next to you on the bed. You hold her like this for a while, before your other two girlfriends enter the room, Wilhemina apologizing in her own way for what was said and Cordelia reassuring her it was okay.

Both the redhead and the blonde are a bit puzzled when they see you awake and holding a sobbing Billie. ,,Whats the matter?'' Cordelia asks before finding the bag and item on the bed. ,,Sweetheart'' she scolds, tilting her head in the exact same way Billie had before. ,,Now don't tell me you left the house, fainting in a result just to buy Miss Howard another piece of designer clothing'' Wilhemina jokes and scolds slightly at the same time. The gesture had touched her deeply but it was in her nature to try and light the situation up slightly.

Billie looks up and slightly chuckles through the tears. ,,I'm just really sorry'' you suddenly mumble. It took each of them by surprise as it finally seems you can talk about what had happened. Wilhemina approaches the bed. ,,Why are you sorry little one?'' she asks, her eyebrows furrowing in concern, while the two blondes look at you with that same expression, Bille's chin wobbling still.

,,I'm sorry that you can't sleep Mina, I'm sorry you have to worry so much Delia and do so much to protect us now and that this even happened in the first place. I'm sorry about your clothes Billie and just everything''. The emotions finally blurt out of you and as painful these confessions are, Cordelia is the first one to start feeling relief, knowing now is the time you can talk about this, which allows the four of you to work on this together.

,,Little one, I can't not sleep because of you, I'm awake at night thinking how this should have never happened and I should have protected you''. Wilhemina explains while locking eyes with you, a gentle smile forming on her face, now the real and raw Mina back that the three of you know and love so well. ,,Sweetie I don't care about my stupid clothes at all'' Billie starts before pausing ,,well in general I do but this is so different, you saved my life.'' she thanks you, tears swelling in her eyes again.

Cordelia speaks last, waiting for her other lovers to finish before taking both of her hands and cupping your cheeks. ,,You sweetheart, were so brave, you protected all three of us and the coven. I worry because of how much we love you and how much you matter to us''.

,,I do have some news from the meeting today'' Cordelia starts, causing for a little bit of anxiety to build up in all of your chests. ,,We have captured the organisation behind this, they wanted to get at me and weaken the coven but it's dealt with and I have made sure to protect the coven better than before. Nothing like this will ever happen again'' she promises while locking eyes with you.

The four of you end up in each others arms. Holding each other through the night, at last talking about the events that took place, how it made each of you feel and getting rid of all the leftover ,,what ifs?''. Cordelia smiles proudly at the sight in front of her a couple of hours later, you Billie and Wilhemina holding each other tightly, your arm wrapped around Cordelia.

And as she finally feels at peace with what had happened, she feels the worry slowly leaving her thoughts and her chest, allowing her to take deep breaths and fall asleep next to you, as you all hold each other. Knowing that no matter what life throws at you, the four of you will always have each other and everything will work out in the end, if you give it so much as time to heal together.

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Charlize Theron's Character Prompts

Lady Leonora Lesso AKA Sexy Redhead

Kinky: (part 1) (part 2) - in progress

My Redhead: (part 1) (part 2) - in progress

Shh: (only one part)

School for Good and Evil: (part 1) (part 2) - in progress

Babysitter: (only one part)

Do you wanna build a snowman?: (only one part)

Daydreaming: (only one part)

Strange Feelings: (i'm gonna redo this but just read this shitty piece if you'd like to)

How Nasty of Us: (only one part)

Dolls: (only one part)

Perverts: (only one part)

Killer Dean: (only one part)

"Eyes up here, Ever.": (only one part)

Fetish: (part one) (part two)-coming soon

When parallel worlds meet: (chapter 1) (chapter 2)-coming soon

Satisfied: (only one part)

Queen Ravenna AKA Step-mommy vibez

Don't Test My Patience Child: (only one part)

She's a Witch!: (only one part)

Tears of Gold: (part one) (part two)-coming soon

Charlotte Field AKA Miss Prez

Eyes for you (part 1) -not yet created

Your Number One Fan (only one part) - not yet created

Clea Strange AKA Marvel Queen

Mentor's Pet (chapter 1) (chapter 2) (chapter 3) (chapter 4) (chapter 5) (chapter 6) (chapter 7) - coming soon

Elaine Markinson AKA Miss Red Lips

Wine and Dine (only one part) - paused

Lorraine Broughton AKA Badass Spy

I Shouldn't Have Met You (part 1) - not yet created

SKITS

Ice Cream

Smoothies

Sorry Not Sorry

My Type?

Pick Up Lines

Mistletoe

Why Do You Keep Stealing My Clothes?!

Most Likely To...

Most Likely To...Pt.2

She's Not My Girlfriend!

A B C D E F U

What do you do when you see person in need of help?

Demented Clown?!

A Gay Test

You Look Like A Never!

That Son Of A Bitch!

You Can Stop Smiling...

May The Less Horny Person Win

All I Want For Christmas Is You

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Billie Dean Howard x Reader- I wanna be yours

A/N: I just woke up from a nap and had a dream about Bette Porter. This reminded me so much of Billie so here we are. Hope everyone is doing well🖤

Prompt: You are working as Billie‘s assistant and you are utterly in love with her. Thinking you are quite subtle about it, you quickly realize how wrong you are as Billie can sense a lot more than just ghosts.

TW: flirting, slightly smutty

word count: 1.7k

Tag list: (if you wanna be added or taken off, send me a dm or an ask)

@lunaticwhittaker, @billiebeanhoward, @lanawinters-ily, @kenzbro, @minaslittleone, @httpfiftyshadesofgay, @whitelotus00, @ninaahs, @vintagepaulson, @isle-of-earle, @paulawand, @paulsonsratched, @stepintomyworld

„Is there anything else I can get for you Ms Howard?“ you ask, wrapping your hands around the little folder you carry with you at all times.

Your boss hesitates and you could tell there was something on her mind. You had worked with the medium for quite a while now and despite always trying your best to stay professional, you could tell there was something wrong.

The medium flutters her fingers, touching her fingernails and you could tell by now this meant she was nervous about something.

„I..“ The blonde hesitates and you notice she starts to shake a little bit.

„I don‘t think this is working anymore, you can‘t work for me any longer“ she almost mumbles, the regret and shame visible in her voice and features.

Your world stops turning for a minute. It feels like your breath is knocked from your lungs and your feet swepped away from you.

In the past few months working for Ms Howard, you never thought this job could become something more than that for you. It surely wasn‘t your dream career to be working as an assitant but somewhere along the lines it was all you wanted and needed.

It started off well, learning her coffee and lunch orders and little errands that Ms Howard required during her day. It wasn‘t necessarily part of the job description but you liked running errands for her and making her day a little better each day.

Her words take you back to the first day you saw her, unlike everyone you weren‘t obsessed with Billie Dean Howard, medium to the stars. You had heard about her of course and you watched bits of her show but you never thought you could like her this much.

However, meeting her for the first time completely took your breath away. Your hands were shaking throughout the whole interview because her appearance was breathtaking. Her blonde curls, her perfectly manicured fingernails to her perfect carefully picked outfits. Everything had to match, whether it was a set of pearls on her neck or her perfume. She was quite literally breathtaking.

Of course you had to remind yourself of your part in this, that you aren‘t supposed to be liking her or looking at her this way but you couldn‘t stop yourself. Especially with the little nicknames and petnames that sometimes slipped from her lips. „Thank you darling“ after bringing her her morning coffee and breakfast order.

The two of you grew closer in the months leading up to this, using the summers to stay longer in the office or going to drinks together, of course with more people from the office or using the colder months to go on walks to watch the sunset and so Billie could clear her head, this often helped her to rewind from her days or give her new ideas for her shows.

At some point you earned the mediums trust, maybe it was the way you always quite knew what she needed or that the emails, letters or whatever needed doing was finished each morning before she came into work. When a day at a set didn‘t go quite well, a spirit spooking her a little bit, she wanted to run to you. She wanted to see your calm little face and she liked being in your presence because she felt like you cared and that made Billie feel safe.

Safety isn‘t a feeling Billie would use to describe her life before meeting you, in her childhood she didn‘t necessarily feel safe most of the times and certainly not in her younger years when she suddenly saw bloody ghosts in her bathroom. Figuring out she was a medium and learning how to use her powers helped of course but she never felt quite safe, not knowing when she would have the next scary encounter.

Despite the blonde seeming tough on the outside, it didn‘t quite not affect her like everyone thought. She did spend some of her nights alone crying, finally being able to let her guard down without everyone watching her. Most people didn‘t see her as that but Billie also felt anxious, she didn‘t always like walking into a building, despite knowing there is a camera following her. She did get scared, shaky and sweaty hands and the ocassional heartbeat rising.

„I‘m so sorry Ms Howard, did I do something wrong?“ you ask a little shocked. Your mind automatically runs to a million things you might have done wrong.

„You really don‘t need to call me Ms Howard“ she almost whispers, the guilt causing her perfect features to crease.

Her office fills with silence, everyone already having left for the night and you aren‘t sure what you are meant to do. Should you just leave and accept her decision or should you try and fight for your job and being able to stay in her presence?

„I‘m sorry Ms- Billie“ you reply, feeling a little shy to use her actual name.

„You haven‘t done anything wrong darling“ she replies to your inital question.

Her guilty eyes meet yours after a second and you can‘t help but stare into her brown eyes.

„Then what is it?“ you ask a little hesitantly, as part of you feels like you deserve an explanation.

It takes the blonde a while to reply, you can visibly tell she is struggling to speak the words that are so clearly on her mind.

„It‘s the way you look at me“ she states eventually and the confusion is written in your face.

„I‘m sorry, I don‘t understand“ you explain.

Billie‘s hands start shaking again so she tries to cover it up by playing with her rings.

„You look at me like you are in love with me“ she finally lets the words escape her.

In the past few months you hadn‘t noticed but Billie noticed that your eyes started sparkling whenever you were near her. It looked as if Billie was your whole world, like her presence made your whole day better and as if you would change your whole world for her.

The blonde never knew that feeling as she never found the right person that wasn‘t just after her fame, money and status or wanted nothing more than to spend a night with her. However from her friends and various romantic movies she watched, she knew what it looked like when someone was in love.

She couldn‘t stand the fact that someone truly loved her but at the same time she knew you and she knew that you didn‘t just want those things from her. You liked her for the way she is but that terrified her, so she is trying to do the only thing she has learned her whole life to avoid these feelings.

„Believe me I have had a fair share of assistants that wanted me to do them right on this desk but none of them looked at me the way you look at me“ she explains.

You gasp a little bit, thoughts instantly filling with your head, even though you try to ignore those. Part of you wants to run away and part of you isn‘t sure whether you should stay.

„I‘m sorry.. I..“ you can‘t even form a reply worthy of what she just said. You know she is right and that you have feelings for her and of course you know it‘s inappropriate as she is your boss.

„So is it true?“ Billie asks, catching a glimpse of your eyes before taking a step towards you.

Your breaths gets caught in your throat and you start feeling a little dizzy as you see her beautiful brown eyes lingering on yours.

The blonde is scared, she is terrified of the idea of someone loving her like this, truly and unconditionally, without any intentions other than honest ones. But there is something about the way you still look at her that she can‘t quite comprehend.

Even of the possibility of being sent away and Billie calling out your feelings, you still have that sparkle in your eyes, mixed with a little bit of fear. It‘s as if she could hear your heart beating out of your chest.

„I do“ you whisper as she keeps taking steps towards you, taking all your bravery together. If you had to decide between losing your job or losing the medium forever, of course you would choose Billie, you would choose her in every life time and every universe.

Despite only blinking for a second, while taking a deep breath, it feels like an eternity and when you open your eyes again you suddenly see Billie‘s warm eyes right in front of you and feel her warm breath on your face.

„Kiss me, darling“ Billie whispers before pulling you in. When your soft lips touch hers it feels like your world is complete. If you were to die in this moment it was all worth if, just for her and for this kiss.

The blonde smiles a little into the kiss as your hearts now beat loudly against each others chests. She could tell this was a hungry kiss but it was also really gentle. She could tell you would never want to hurt her and only the best. Despite her being your world you want to give her everything and she can feel it by the way your lips touch hers.

As you stop kissing to gasp for air, you lean your head into Billie‘s neck and she wraps her arms around you. „I never said I didn‘t want to be done on your desk though“ you whisper.

The medium gasps and smiles in surprise at the same time and gently her hands wander down to your hips, her lips finding yours again and gently moving you over to the table, when your back hits her desk gently. She lifts you up and leans down you, trailing your face and neck with kisses.

„What would you like babydoll?“ she whispers, while still kissing you.

„I wanna be yours Ms Howard“ you whisper and smile cheekily and all you can hear in return is a pleased chuckle from the blonde, still lingering over your body.

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[ifnotlovepersevering]

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PLEASE MAMA NAT <3

where its just a day in the life of being the adopted daughter of the BLACK WIDOW her picking us up and training us, trying to bonb with us

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Natasha met you post-Black Widow. She was helping out Yelena with freeing the Widows’ when she came across you.

You were a teen at the time - but still brainwashed. Thankfully because of your age you hadn’t been brainwashed into doing anything too bad yet, but you were almost finished with your training.

Something struck Natasha when she saw you. Looking back on it, she assumes it was the fact that like her and Yelena, you had been put into the Red Room at a young age, and you were the first teen they saw while on these various missions.

While she was okay with fighting the other Widows’, it was hard for Natasha to fight you. At the time, she brushed it off as not wanting to hurt a kid, but she knew that she was taking a liking to you.

Which was why, when Yelena managed to free you, and you told them that you had nowhere to go, Natasha felt the need to do something about it. Unlike the other Widows’ who were adults, you couldn’t go out into the world alone and, after talking with Yelena, Natasha decided to take you along with her.

It wasn’t adoption per say, at least at first, but it was close enough.

You jumped at the opportunity to tag along with Natasha and while Yelena continued the Widows’ mission, Natasha took you back to Melina’s house., where you met Melina and Alexei.

You were wary around them at first, clinging to Natasha, but you warmed up.

However, it wasn’t long before Natasha had to go on the run again. She offered you the chance to stay there with Melina and Alexei but you had grown very close to Natasha and wanted to come with her.

So, you did.

It was difficult, escaping authority and having to constantly be moving, but it in a way it strengthened yours and Natasha’s bond. You guys got closer and learned to work together — as fighting partners as well as mother/daughter.

Which was why, not having known your biological parents or where they were, the word ‘mom’ easily fell off her lips.

It happened when you guys were eating take-out in your latest house. Natasha had passed you the water pitcher and “thanks, mom” just came so naturally.

For a second, you didn’t realize what you had said, until you looked up to see Natasha staring at you with wide eyes.

Then, it hit you. Holy shit my god. Had you just said that?? What just happened?

You got scared that Natasha would react badly, but it was the opposite. A huge grin broke out on her face and even happy tears of pure joy.

When you asked her what was going on, she said: “I’ve never been a mother.”

That’s when you smiled and hugged her and you officially agreed on becoming mother and daughter.

Natasha was worried on being a mother at first, scared that she messed it up, but after reassurance from Melina via a phone call, she fell into the role naturally.

She became much more protective.

Not that you minded.

This went on until the Avengers called upon Natasha to fight Thanos.

She brought you along with her and the team was thoroughly stunned.

“wHO ArE yOU???”

“NATASHAAAA”

Yeah, it was chaotic.

You weren’t fazed though and quickly befriended Wanda and attempted to befriend Vision.

Steve and Sam also became like uncles.

Tony was a bit more difficult because you initially blamed him for you and Natasha on the run, so you were distant at first.

You were also kinda disappointed that Clint wasn’t there. You had wanted to meet him (and Natasha wanted you to meet him) after the stories you heard.

Nonetheless, you went to Wakanda and that’s where you met Bucky. It wasn’t long before he became another uncle.

You absolutely loved fighting alongside Okoye and meeting Shuri. You were fascinated by her technology.

You also kicked ass on the battlefield.

But then . . . You lost.

You watched Bucky disappear and even though you hadn’t known him for nearly as long as Natasha and Steve did, you still felt great pain.

Then you learned to that Sam and Wanda had gotten snapped and it got worse.

The days leading after were some of the most difficult days ever.

It was the first time you had to be strong for your mom, seeing as she had lost her friends too, and you panicked at first.

But you had been her daughter for awhile now and you knew what to do. You hugged Natasha and was there for her.

In the months coming, you helped the reminding heroes rebuild the world and you eventually joined the Avengers under your mother’s lead.

You also met Clint but it wasn’t a happy meeting, really, since he had lost his family.

You continued on as an Avenger with Natasha by your side. You met Carol and she was like an aunt and was amazing.

Things started to turn on the bright side when one day Natasha walked in with a genuine smile and held papers.

You could only guess what they were for at first, but quickly was shown and freaked out (a happy freak out) after.

Adoption papers.

You jumped and yelled and screamed and cheered, unbelievably happy that this was becoming official official.

You were Natasha’s daughter.

While the past few years had been difficult, this made it all worth it. You didn’t know where you’d be without Natasha and she was always with you.

Eventually, the team had a plan to defeat Thanos.

Which felt liked a miracle.

Natasha lives because I say so.

You and her got to tag-team Thanos’ enemies.

Literally the best team since Clint and Nat.

(Clint was jealous)

Then, you got everyone back!

You were SO happy to see Bucky, Sam, and Wanda again, and so was Natasha.

After you all reunited and the world went back to semi-normal, you and Natasha visited Yelena, Alexei, and Melina who were beyond happy to see you both.

Things started to turn up again and you were so grateful to have Nat at your side.

She was the best mom EVER.

Always looking out for you and protecting you

If any of the other Avengers made the slightest of snide comments, she was on them like a bloodhound

She always reminded you to hydrate and was always asking you how you were doing

It was hard to believe that she hadn’t had any experience with children before

Well, she had, with Clint’s kids, but still

Speaking of Clint’s kids, they all looked to you like an older cousin

But getting back to Natasha

She insisted that only she would train with you, not trusting the team to not injure you (besides, she knew you best)

You loved training with Natasha too

She always made it fun, putting on music and stuff

It helped you had similar music tastes

She also would always gush to anyone but really Clint, Sam, or Bucky on how cute and adorable you were

And they definitely agreed

One time during movie night you fell asleep with your head on Nat’s shoulder

She was so happy

Made Bucky take a picture

But she did feel a little bad because you must be tired

So she carried you to your room and put you to bed, kissing you goodnight

You had missed out on a childhood so it was nice for your mom to bring you to bed

All in all Natasha was the best thing to happen to you

Despite it being tough, you were thankful for every second of it

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𝓝𝓮𝔀 𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓐𝓵𝓶𝓪 𝓛𝓮𝓕𝓪𝔂 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓷 𝓣𝓾𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓻

𝓕𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽

The second part of a collection of stories about a woman we are all madly in love with (because there was an error in the previous one and I can't edit it).

Somebody To You part 2 // author: @evil-feather // part 1 // words: 2485 // warning(s): none

What if the love interest asks Miss P if she loves/has loved someone and Miss P vaguely describes them, but the love interest just doesn’t get it?

I don't do goodbyes, but rather see you soons, ma belle Faucon // author: @winters-witch-bitch // words: 1600+

Basically you're Jakes best friend and also peculiar and it's based around the scene where Barron comes and kidnaps Alma.

Day after the battle // author: @paulawand // words: 1700 // warning(s): light spoiler about Miss Peregrine series, talking about scars

Request: Can you have a cute moment in the bathroom with miss peregrine x fem!reader?

Don't you dare // author: @merci-bitch // warning(s): slight NSFW

Movie Night // author: @peregrine21 // words: 1365 // warning(s): light angst that may be triggering to some LGBT readers who had poor coming out experiences

After your parents kicked you out of the house, Ms. Zimmerman took you in. You were not completely moved in yet so there were still boxes all over your room. Your girlfriend, Alma Peregrine, came for a visit and was going to spend the night, but the two of you were being subtly cuddly and romantic thinking that Ms. Zimmerman was unaware of your relationship. As it got later you went to ask Ms. Zimmerman where Alma would be for the night and she asked why she wouldn’t be in your room with you. It caused a light trauma response to which Ms. Zimmerman comforted you, telling you that she knew the two of you were together and that there was no need to try and hide it. You later watch a movie together and are cuddled up to Alma as Ms. Zimmerman offers cookies and support. :)

My Impossible Oiseau // author: @swaqcenix // words: 2,6k // warning(s): minor death, panic attacks

Ophelia Kestrel is an ymbryne with a unique secret. Running from her loop, Alma tries to keep her safe— not knowing the full truth. Now, the police come knocking and Ophelia finds herself “married”, all she had to do was pretend.. and not fall in love with Alma Peregrine..

Early Bird // author: @another-fantasy-world // words: 3,741 // warning(s): mentions of being an outcast, ...making out...probably

In which a peculiar married couple bask in domestic bliss with their very peculiar children.

The Letter // author: @teddybear-named-george

So this is Christmas // author: @swaqcenix // words: 2,9k // warning(s): Character death, Pain, Hurt/No Comfort

Song-fic based on, “So this is Christmas,” the loop breaks and you have Immortality as your peculiarity. You have to watch your lover and your children die. You knew it was coming, but you didn’t know it would happen so soon..

The Letter Part 2 // author: @teddybear-named-george

Pretty Bird // author: @almaperegerinesimp //warning(s): Solo smut on Alma's part making out and cuddling read at your own risk

Alma and you end up kissing and cuddling in the palour until Alma takes it too the bedroom but with a slight twist...

Of cups and nightmares // author: @teddybear-named-george

My Impossible Oiseau Chapter 2 // author: @swaqcenix // words: 5k // warning(s): Nightmares, torture & little bit of blood.

Selfish // author: @teddybear-named-george // warning(s): character death (reader), violence

[stayevildarling]

Cordelia Goode x Billie Dean Howard x Reader- Angels like you

A/N: This is a bit of a sad one. But I got inspired by the song „Angels like you“ from Miley Cyrus. I hope everyone is doing well on here 🖤

Warnings: sad, angst, fluff

Prompt: Reader is basically a sad insecure bean and feels like she isn‘t good enough for her two perfect, gorgeous and stable girlfriends Billie and Cordelia

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That morning when Cordelia woke up, she instantly felt something wasn‘t right. She didn‘t feel the same content feeling of safety when she woke, her body realizing before she even opened her brown eyes. She quickly noticed Billie, still sleeping, her blonde curls spread around her pillow and little sleeping noises escaping her mouth.

The middle spot however was empty. For years Cordelia and Billie had shared this bed together, being formally introduced when Billie filmed a piece of her show in New Orleans and the two of them couldn‘t stay away from each other, despite living different lives in different places. But they made it work, caring more about each other and the feeling they gave each other, whenever they were near the other one. There wasn‘t really any ups and downs either. The two of them mature enough to get through little bumps and let the past go. Despite this, when you walked into their perfect life, it felt like there suddenly had been something missing all along, you.

Suddenly the two of them liked sharing their bed, their room and eventually their hearts with you. You were perfect in every way. You adjusted them, making them both more calm, giving them a reason to smile a little more each day and being more grateful. They didn‘t care about the little age gap or the fact there was suddenly three of you. All they wanted was you and to them you were perfect.

It was hard to hide around them, especially supreme Cordelia that could so easily slip in and out of your mind and Billie somehow being able to read your heart so well too. You couldn‘t hide how much you adored both of these women and how you fell so hard for both of them. Billie captured your heart so quickly as she was one of the most kindhearted people you had ever met. A lot of people that only knew Billie from her show viewed her quite differently but you could tell. The same with Cordelia, you had never met a person that truly cared and loved so much, so raw and so passionately. You loved them both so much.

However, you didn‘t love yourself in that way, or any way for that matter. You had always struggled a little bit with yourself, getting by and giving your life some kind of purpose. But you often doubted yourself. Little things like the way you dressed, your weight, your hair. To the bigger things like whether you could ever be good enough for anyone, whether thats friendships, family or relationships. Maybe thats the reason why you never truly commited to anyone but with them you wanted to do better, you wanted to allow yourself to love them and for them to love you. But it wasn‘t easy. Two gorgeous, beautiful women loving you so much.

At the beginning you struggled, not letting them see and then for a while it was okay. They showed you how much they loved and cared about you but that didn‘t last forever unfortunately. You tried so hard to see how much they loved you and to accept their love but you felt like you hurt them, like your presence was such a burden for them, even if they could never see you that way.

„Billie?“ Cordelia asks gently and the blonde wakes softly, mumbling a faint „Hm?“. On the verge of falling back to sleep, Billie subconsciously noticed the slight bit of hesitation and anxiety in her partners voice. This wasn‘t usual for Cordelia and so in response she opens her eyes and turns to the blonde, noticing her babydoll isn‘t in the middle.

„Are you okay darling?“ Billie asks with a soft but still very sleepy smile. Cordelia simply nods, not wanting to show her concern and wanting to let the medium wake up gently. Billie looks around the room, noticing the sun just rising slowly through the curtains of their white bedroom. She notices one of the drawers slightly open and the bathroom door as well. „Where is Y/N?“ she asks after a little, while snuggling into Cordelia. The supreme felt like the sun to Billie, whenever she held her, she felt warmth around her whole body, specifically in her heart, she could feel the safety and deep trust.

„I‘m not sure“ Cordelia hesitates, explaining that she woke up not that long ago and that you weren‘t there. After a while of snuggling into each other a bit longer, Cordelia smiles before kissing Billie‘s cheek and explaining „You get ready and I‘ll make some coffee and check on everyone“. Billie nods, even though she wishes she could stay in her lovers arms for a little while longer. The supreme grabs her robe before leaving the bedroom, doing her usual little round, checking if all the girls are doing alright in the academy but specifically wanting to see where you are.

„Good morning Miss Cordelia“ some of the girls greet her, as she walks towards the kitchen. After making some coffee, she feels this urge to check her office, after not being able to find you in any of the common rooms, the gardens or greenhouse. As she enters her office, it is also empty. She sees some documents still on her desk and the half empty cup of tea that you brought her last night when she was working late again and you reminded her that she needed to rest. By her computer, Cordelia finds a letter and she knew instantly, without having to look at the handwriting that this must be from you.

She sits down in the armchair in the corner of her office. Deep down Cordelia knew she should be reading it with Billie Dean. However something told her that she shouldn't. The supreme had noticed lately that things had been different. You were quiet and barely talked, withdrawing slowly but surely and despite her best efforts she thought she was losing you a little. But work and the academy had kept her busy so she didn't exactly see this coming. As she opens the letter, she can smell your perfume and instantly an image of you fills her vision, your bright beautiful smile and a wave of memories with you washes over her. From the time you first walked into the academy, her heart and also Billie's.

Dear Delia and Billie,

I am so sorry. For the longest time I have been thinking about writing this letter and how to explain but I still don't. I truly love you both so much and so deeply. I have never loved anyone the way I have loved you and I care so deeply. All I want is for the two of you to have the best, most beautiful life and all the happiness in this world. I want your show to get picked up for another couple of season's Billie and many Hollywood interviews. And Delia, I want the academy to never stop having motivated witches learning from the best, you. I want you both to be there for each other and walk through all the obstacles your lifes may bring together. I just want you both to be happy.

That's why I had to leave. I can't add or bring this happiness into your lifes, I feel like such a burden to the both of you and being in the way of your joy. Please don't try to find me or think about me too much, I'm everything they said I would be. It's neither of your fault that I ruin everything and it's not your fault I can't be what you need. You are both such beautiful angels and I'm so sorry for causing you pain and sorrow. I love you. Please forgive me. - Y/N

Tears stream down Cordelia's face. Feelings of pain, sadness and shock washing over her. ''She's gone'' she thinks after a few seconds. Without thinking, she runs up the stairs of the academy and into their bedroom. She finds Billie, looking at the empty draws and cupboards after finding all of your things gone but your phone still sitting on your nighttable. ''Y/N's gone'' Billie whispers and looks at Cordelia. The blonde simply nods and walks over slowly, tears streaming down her face still, while holding the letter to Billie with shaky hands.

The last few hours had been spent in their bedroom still, sadness washing over them first, tears spilling down their faces and the two of them comforting each other and catching every single one of them. Disbelief next, neither of them able to understand why you would leave and at last worry. They both feel scared, not knowing where you are, where you could have gone and the words you wrote deeply upsetting them both. ''I can't believe she thinks of herself like this, she could never be a burden''. Billie shakes her head in disbelief. Cordelia understood however, having felt this way in her teenage and younger years too. She sometimes even had a little feeling that you felt this way and she tried everything in her effort to prove you different and that were indeed all they wanted.

''Can we speak to her? we need to find her.'' Billie hesitates, while walking in circles around their bedroom. The supreme breathes shakily, knowing downstairs there is a house full of witches waiting for their morning classes and lessons taught by the supreme. Billie felt the same pressure, knowing she has a lot of meetings lined up for today. ''You can find her right? teleport to her? we have got some of her things still?''. Cordelia nods, knowing it is easy for her to do this, even if you tried to block her out or avoid this from happening but after all she was the most powerful witch.

However this turned out to be more complicated than both of the blondes had assumed. Cordelia tried teleporting to your location a few times but you could feel it so you blocked her from doing this, not wanting them to find you and keep wasting their time and efforts on you. The supreme feels immense stress and overwhelmed as she thought it was much easier to find you. Billie eventually realizes that they should both give you some time before trying to contact and find you again, so in response she holds Cordelia gently, reassuring and calming her down. ''I promise you darling, we will find her, we just need to give her some time'' Billie explains softly, despite feeling anxious herself.

Meanwhile, all day you had been walking around. From the moment you stepped outside of the academy, you had regretted the decision. You never wanted to leave them, you wanted nothing more than to share a life with them and be as happy as they had made you in these past couple of months. But you felt too much like a burden. It started with little things like them both taking you out and spending time with you. It felt like you were keeping them from spending time together or doing more important things, not understanding that all they wanted was you. You sometimes woke up in the middle of the night, feeling like your mere presence was causing them so much harm and pain. Not understanding that both Billie and Cordelia felt so much safer, happier and loved having you there with them and both of them snuggling into you.

The decision was painful but you couldn't keep fighting the voices in your head, you knew you had to set them free even if it caused you misery, wanting them to be happy, again not being able to see that you would only be keeping them from happiness and causing them sorrow this way. In response to all of this, you didn't think it through. You took time in the greenhouse the day before, writing the letter carefully and for the first time, truly admitting your feelings. You spent the whole of yesterday, looking at them a little bit closer, inspecting every single one of their perfect features. Cordelia's genuine smile when you all had dinner together and Billie's hair flips and arrogance that you adored so much. Their beautiful brown eyes that you got lost in every time. You had nowhere to go, you moved to New Orleans years ago and have no home to go back to, no job to find and no purpose.

It was late in the evening, the streets dark and cold and you hadn't stopped walking. At first you still recognized the familiar streets, walking past the markets that Delia often took you to on quiet Sunday mornings or the fancy restaurants and bars Billie often took you both to. Eventually nothing looked familiar. Your thoughts ran so loudly in your mind that you didn't notice your achy feet, your tummy that had been rumbling for some time and the slight dizziness from the lack of water or rest. By now, Cordelia and Billie are sat together in the greenhouse, after giving you some time and getting on with their days, despite just wanting their little sweetheart by the end of it all and wanting to talk this through with you.

''What if she doesn't want to talk to us? what if we can't find her?'' Billie asks, feeling anxious. Cordelia holds Billie's hand before explaining ''Look even if that turns out to be true darling, we should at least make sure she is okay and talk about that letter in person''. Billie agrees, despite feeling nervous and the supreme tries to find the best way to find you as quickly and safely as possible. ''Can't you just teleport to her?'' the medium asks after a while, being familiar with Cordelia's powers and usual spells. ''It might not be as easy as that, especially if she doesn't wish to be found'' the supreme explains, looking into one of her spell books as she has an idea.

''Here it is'' the blonde explains as her eyes scan the page, her fingers running over the words gently. ''This should give me an idea where she is and how she feels'' Cordelia explains before closing her eyes and whispering some words. Billie understands some of them but her mind is racing too much to concentrate properly. Before Cordelia knows it, she opens her eyes and sees the dark streets on the outskirts of what she assumes to still be New Orleans. She suddenly feels incredibly cold and dizzy, being able to feel and see through your vision right now, the spell allowing her to do this. She scans your surroundings, quickly being able to put the pieces together and with one blink she finds herself back in the greenhouse, finding a worried Billie holding her very cold hands and looking at her full of concern.

''What happened?'' Billie asks. It takes Cordelia a second to get the words out. ''She's been walking since she left last night, she's cold and dizzy and I don't think she knows where she is going''. It takes them both less than a second, no words needing to be exchanged as they thought exactly the same thing. They didn't care about your letter now, the words or what had happened. They only wanted to get you home, keep you safe and take care of you. ''Bring her home please'' Billie begs, her chin quivering, only being able to imagine what you had been through in the past couple of hours. The supreme doesn't hesitate and immediately teleports to you, knowing now that you won't be able to focus much or control your powers to shut her out and stop her from doing this.

''Y/N'' Cordelia gasps seeing you in your state. Your lips were almost purple from being so cold and your face so incredibly pale. You couldn't even comprehend what was happening and so you missed on what happened next. Cordelia cupped your cheeks, took your hand without hesitating any longer and teleporting you both back into the greenhouse of the academy. Billie instantly helps Cordelia keeping you stable and the both of them manage to take you back into the bedroom, putting you in some warm clothes and wrapping you in some blankets. Cordelia used her magic to make the room warmer and made sure to get you to drink some water and tea. Despite your body being awake, your mind wasn't and it didn't take long for you to fall asleep, recovering from the day that you have had, without even knowing yet that you ended up back in the academy, in the warmth of your bedroom and their embraces.

Neither of them left your side, neither in the middle of the night when your body didn't stop shivering or in the morning, both of them cancelling their teaching and meetings for the day, wanting to put their focus on you only. They took turns leaving, Billie needing her morning cigarette and coffee, Cordelia staying right by your side or Cordelia preparing some breakfast on a tray for you and Billie staying with you. They wanted to avoid that you woke up and they weren't there and at the same time they both felt a little scared that you would leave again. They didn't want to let you go, not now or ever.

''Sweetheart?''Cordelia asks very gently as she brings up the tray and sets it on a nighttable, sitting down at the edge of the bed next to you. Slowly you open your eyes, at first your vision is a little blurry but you can quickly tell you are in the surroundings of your home, the familiar smell of Billie and Cordelia closeby. As you see the both of them looking at you filled with concern and worry, you are confused to begin with but after Cordelia hands you some juice and you take some slow gentle sips, the previous night and day creeps back into your mind. Your vision lowers and you instantly feel ashamed and guilty for what happened. You figured out Cordelia must have found you and you remember bits of the conversation the two of them had last night, despite you being asleep but your subconciounes listening.

Again you felt like a big burden. They had to go out of their ways to find you, out of their ways to take care of you, probably abandoning their plans for today. You hated how much of a burden you were to them and the concern and worry on their faces only confirmed this. While Cordelia didn't usually do this, she slipped into your mind a few times, only wanting to know whether you still felt the same way and why you looked so guilty and sad despite being back with them. She felt anxious that you truly wanted to leave them but after finally understanding that it was never about them and only about you and the voices in your head bringing you down and convincing you of being the opposite of their usual happiness and sunshine, she knows just how to intervene and to fix this.

''You should eat something babydoll'' Billie ushers you, worrying about the lack of food and water the day before. You force a smile and take the tray from Cordelia, feeling a little awkward and not wanting to disappoint them further by not eating. You didn't want their efforts to go to waste, you didn't want to hurt them further or give them another reason to hate you and be upset with you. For a while the three of you just sit together and after you finish you hand the tray back to Cordelia. For a second your hands touch and the supreme feels just how could your hands are. ''Oh sweetheart you are freezing'' she gasps a little and Billie is quick to pass you another blanket.

All they both want to do is wrap you in their arms and in blankets, keeping you warm and cosy but they both hesitate a little, not wanting to overstep or overwhelm you in this situation. ''Do you feel up to talking sweetheart?'' Cordelia asks gently. You simply nod, despite being unsure what to say or how to even explain or begin to apolgogize for leaving them. You aren't sure what they are gonna say, you expect disappointment, anger even though they had never showed you that before. But you were angry and you were disappointed in yourself mostly. Billie begins gently by locking eyes with you. ''Babydoll.. I don't know what made you feel those things but I promise none of the things in your letter are true. We both love you so much and you make our lives so much better. You could never be a burden''.

Her words instantly bring tears to your eyes and Cordelia knows your walls are slowly about to break down. ''We just want you to know it is always your decision my love, but you don't cause any of those things you said, you cause us joy and happiness and we want you with us''. At this point you can't comprehend a reply and you simply start crying, tears spilling down your face and sobs escaping you without being able to control them. The two blondes lock eyes before they both take you into their arms. Cordelia gently lays you on her chest so you can listen to her steady heartbeat, knowing in the past this has helped to calm you down. While Billie holds you gently, wiping your tears and whispering words of affecting and reassurance. ''It's all okay babydoll, we have got you now. It's all okay''.

And indeed it all felt okay in this moment, the three of you knew this wasn't over yet. You knew that a much bigger and detailed conversation needed to follow and both Cordelia and Billie knew it took more than a tray of breakfast and some words of reassurance and them holding you to fix this. They knew it would take love and effort and patience to get you to see yourself for the angel you truly are and to see just how happy you make them and how you belong to them. But they are both willing to put in the work and effort, because to them you are perfect.

The rest of the day and night, you stay in their arms, the both of them taking turns at holding you. Helping you to control your breathing, wipe your tears and keep you warm. Also shushing every single word of regret, apologies for what you had done. ''It's okay sweetheart, we've got you'' they keep repeating. And in result of the safety you felt with them again, your walls slowly tumbling down, you allowed them to have you, knowing it will all be okay as long as you've got each other.

[nyx-aira]

Lovebirds

| Agatha x Reader |

Summary: It's valentine's day and Agatha is gonna make sure it's the best you ever had.

A/N: We are starting of the night with our favourite witch and her plans for valentines day seem quite ambitious.

PSA: Do NOT copy, steal, translate, plagiarize, republish, etc any of my works on Tumblr or any other platform. Also, do NOT claim any of my works as your own. All of these works are either requests I’ve gotten that people have wanted me to write or original ideas I’ve had for works. If you happen to take inspiration from anything I’ve written and want to write something inspired by that, please a) ask me first and b) IF I say yes, credit me as inspo in your post by tagging me and link whatever work of mine that inspired you. Thanks.

PSA c/@ynscrazylife

Agatha was exited. It was valentine's day and your first one with her, so it had to be special.

The witch was standing in the kitchen, cooking ingredients flying around as she arranged the dinner table and decorations. She had planned everything.

From the three course menu she was going to serve, the music that was gonna play and her helpers that were currently on two separate missions. Wanda was currently going for a walk with you and Vision was picking up the flowers from the garden centre.

Agatha looked at the time and cursed. It was almost five.

Where was Vision?

As if he waited on her signal he came floating through the door, two massive rose bouquets in his hands.

"There you go, Agatha."

"You're a doll, thank you. Say Wanda I said hi." And with that Agatha got back to her dinner and the android disappeared through the ceiling.

"Let's see. Candles? Check. Dinner? Check. Flowers? Check."

Agatha took one last look at her dining room before she sprinted upstairs to change her dress, she needed something fancy for tonight. Maybe this was the time for the violet satin dress she had stolen from the queen back in 1957.

Just as she reaplied her lipstick for the second time the front door opened and she could her your adorable little laugh that made her smile every time she heard it. Yes the witch was very much in love and she was not going to hide it.

Everything, from the way you smiled, to how you drank your tea was perfect to her and she wanted to show this to you tonight.

Sneaking up on you, she wrapped her arms around your waist and covered your eyes with a magic scarf.

"Hello my love." She whispered as you leaned back into her embrace.

"Ooh, hello to you too, Aggie."

"I have a surprise for you, darling, if you let me."

"Oh Aggie, of course." You answered.

She carefully guided you into the kitchen and made you sit down. Once Agatha sat as well she flicked her hand and took off your blindfold.

"Happy valentine's day my love."

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Hullo! So, I've wanted to do this for a while but I've never gotten to it.

This is based on @multifandomfix's short imagine "Imagine Alma Peregrine teaching you how to kiss" It can be found here, so please go read that (and all of her stories because sghdjfkajdz she writes so heccin well wtf)

Anyway, eddy, i hope this lives up to your expectations too lol <33

It's honestly very rough because about halfway through I had no idea how to get to the main point but that's okay :')

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title source: "kiss me more" by doja cat

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warnings: light swearing, mentions of smoking, heterosexual kissing scene (🤢), panic attack

word count: 4.2K

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enjoy xx

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You never exactly planned on getting into these kinds of situations. They kinda just...found you. So when you agreed to go on a date with some guy that you found outside the loop to get your mind off of her, it didn't come to mind that you had no idea what you were doing.

But perhaps I should explain how you got into this situation in the first place. You'd found yourself attracted to the pretty headmistress that oversaw the loop you resided in a while ago. But she was her and you were just...you. Figuring you had no chance with the woman, you snuck out of your window and out of the loop one night to try and get your mind off things. You were almost caught when you slipped and fell halfway down, but you managed to get out without any other issues.

Your first thought was to go to the pub; you hoped they wouldn't make you give your ID in order to get a drink. You were over twenty-one, of course, but when one lives in 1943 they don't find the need for a twenty first century identification very often. Still you made your way down to The Priest Hole, entering it swiftly and plopping yourself down at the bar. The nice man, Kev he said his name was you think, served you easily, and you let out a heavy breath once he was gone, drink in hand. You began to drink, not noticing the (objectively) attractive man sitting down beside you. When you finally did notice you, it was because he had rested his hand on your shoulder, offering to buy your next whiskey. You'd already had a few so you had no trouble smiling and saying yes, checking him out once he had looked away.

Again, he was objectively attractive. Not exactly up to your personal standards, but he'd have to do. Slim and fit, with a young face, maybe in his twenties, early thirties at most? He was friendly, got to know you rather easily, and by the time you finally left and stumbled back to the loop you'd agreed to meet him again in a few days.

But here comes the bad news: you'd never been on an official date, which is what this was shaping up to be. Sure, you were just going with him to get your mind off of your actual crush, but still. So as you conversed jovially with Emma, the thought of this date was lingering in the back of your mind. Eventually, the conversation lulled to a pause and your thoughts began to get the best of you. Emma, being the intelligent individual she is, must have noticed your expression change as it usually did when you were thinking too hard, and gently said "Hey y/n? What're you thinking about?" You snapped out of it with a shake of your head and refocused on the blonde, smiling gently. "Oh, um...well I might as well tell you. You know how I...um...you know the situation with Miss P right."

Emma nodded; she had figured out your feelings within weeks of you discovering them yourself. "Well the other day..." you proceeded to tell her basically everything about your situation—besides the fact that he was technically outside of the loop—until you finally got to the main issue. "But the thing is...I've never really been on a proper date, so I just don't really...know how this works. Yknow?" Emma's first suggestion was to not go. That wasn't gonna work, which you told her. "Emma, I need to get my mind off of her somehow. Or something is gonna go wrong." Emma hummed before shrugging and saying "Well, I've got no ideas. Sorry." You eventually settled for just not getting anywhere and politely excused yourself.

You didn't notice the devious look on Emma's face as you left.

In hindsight, you probably should have not said anything to Emma. Because now you're sat in Miss Peregrine's study-slash-office having one of the most awkward conversations you think you've ever had with the woman. Turns out Emma mentioned offhandedly that you were going on a date to her and instead of brushing it off, she had called you into the room and sat you down with an abnormally timid voice. You're doing your best to avoid eye contact, as is she, while trying to speed the conversation along, but apparently you're the only one who's trying to get out as Miss Peregrine seems dead set on making you the most awkward you've ever been.

"So...Emma mentioned that you're going on a date. Do we...know this person?" she asks, trying to be casual, and you shake your head slightly, mumbling "Uh, no. No, I met him at the pub a while ago." The ymbryne nods and hums under her breath. A pause ensues, both of you not sure what to say, until finally Miss Peregrine mutters "She also said something about you having trouble with this date of yours." You hiss quietly under your breath, becoming more uncomfortable by the second. Still, unable to lie to the headmistress, you once again nod and say "Yeah, yeah I guess so. I've never really...been on a date before. Like a real one. A-And I feel bad because I'm really only doing this to get over someone else, because I know sh--they'll never like me back so I figured if I went out with someone else then I could forget about them, yknow? But I'm worried that he'll try to kiss me and I'll have no idea what to do but it's not like I can just-just ask someone to teach me how to kiss because how do you even do that?"

Once you're started you just go at it, all of your thoughts from the previous days spilling past your lips with practically no control. Miss Peregrine sits silently, a bit shocked at all of the words coming from your mouth, but she got it, kind of. Still she let you get everything out without interrupting, casually lighting her pipe and leaning back in her chair. "So I'm just stuck in a rut hoping that I'll get it right but having literally no practice, so I'll probably mess it all up and embarrass myself. And not only that, but if he ditches me then I'll have literally no way to distract me from this--this other person that I--that I like so what's even the point?" You finally took a deep breath and shut up, sagging back in your chair and allowing your hands to drop back into your lap before bringing them to your face to rub at your temples.

Miss Peregrine, figuring you were done talking, finally speaks; "Ah." That's all she said for a long time. And that was fine, because both of you were lost in thought, though you were thinking very different things. While you were thinking about how you managed to embarrass and ruin your chances even further, Alma was thinking over your words, specifically the bit about your worry of inexperience. Clearly it was something that was bothering you, if you were making such a big deal about it. And you were right that it would be a bit...awkward to just ask someone you didn't know well how to go about going on a date.

But Alma wasn't exactly a stranger.

She honestly didn't know exactly what was going through her head when she suggested it, like at all. Because one minute the room was silent and the next she was standing in front of you holding her hand out to you and telling you that she was willing to help. Almost as though possessed by some outside force, you stood, taking the woman's hand tentatively and allowing her to pull you a bit closer. And there, in her office, she began to work her magic (or so she would call it.)

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"Typically, depending on the situation, a man will place his hands on the woman's waist, like so." Alma's hands land on your waist, a gentle pressure on your hipbones, and your breath catches in your throat. You nod shakily, trying to stop your hands from twitching so much. Alma continues; "From there you can then choose to place yours on his shoulders, or wrap your arms around his neck. It's up to you." When you don't move, she gives you an expectant look, and you stutter "O-Oh. Sorry, sorry." and before you can think too hard about it curl your arms around the woman's neck, lacing your fingers together behind her. They fit comfortably.

At this point your bodies are pressed rather close together and you can feel Alma's breath on your skin as her eyes search yours for any sign of discomfort. There's an expected nervousness, but you don't seem terribly uncomfortable. Good. Clearing her throat, the ravenette assesses her options. Finally she asks, quietly, "Are you sure you're alright with this y/n?" You nod after a moment, doing your best to steel your nerves before you go too deep. With your extra confirmation, Alma finally leans in and presses a gentle kiss to your lips. You freeze, not expecting her to do such a thing so early on...or at all. She pulls away after a second, giving you another Look, one brow arched and an unimpressed glint in her eyes.

You, unsure what to say, prepare to apologize again, but she shushes you quietly, effectively shutting you up. "No need to apologize. I didn't expect you to know what to do, I just wanted to see what you'd do. Seems this will take a bit more work than I expected." The last bit is said more to herself than you, but it makes you even more nervous than before and it takes all your self control not to pull away and flee the room. Instead you just tighten your grip on your own hand, which is still connected behind Alma's neck. In the silence, you're able to realize that the headmistress is about four inches shorter than you, even with her heels, and for some reason it eases a bit of your nervousness and makes you giggle to yourself. The near silent sound brings her attention back to you and she smiles, happily noticing some of your nervousness fade.

Yet you're still visibly anxious, so Alma decides to let you take the reigns. Quietly, as to not startle you, she mumbles "Why don't you try it? I don't expect perfection, but perhaps if you're the one to initiate it then this will go smoother," she pauses; "Since I'm a bit shorter than you," (the admittance seems to make Alma upset, not used to being shorter than someone) "you focus on my upper lip, and I focus on your lower lip. That way it's easier, so to speak." The woman seems slightly uncomfortable describing a kiss, and you smile anxiously, giggling as your nerves begin to get the best of you again, so before you can get too deep in your head you quickly push forward, connecting your lips softly again. You do as you're told, making sure to stay gentle, before pulling away a second later, too nervous about messing up to stay there for too long.

Alma seems a bit more satisfied with you, but still she says "That was barely a kiss. Try it again--please?" Still polite as ever. "You're getting there, but if you pull away too fast then he'll think that he did something wrong, or get the wrong idea, which you...don't want." Her eyes dart away from yours at the mention of your date, only returning once the topic has passed. You nod once, mumbling "Alright alright. Just--Just as long as I'm not messing this up too bad." As soon as Alma shakes her head and gives you a reassuring smile, you go back in for a third kiss, this time making it last longer. You're starting to become accustomed to the woman's lips, and in an act of startling boldness, you bring your hands back to cup her face and tilt it slightly to the side, pressing a bit closer to the woman.

She lets out a little noise from the back of her throat, terribly similar to a pleased moan, and also moves a bit closer, stepping forward so her whole body presses against yours and tightening her grip on your hips. She, the clearly more experienced of the two of you, finally takes the lead, guiding you smoothly and easily, and soon you lose yourself in the feeling, forgetting completely why you're here in the first place. So when Alma finally pulls away, you try to chase her lips with a distressed whine, but her finger on your lips stops you, makes you flutter your eyes open. A bright blush flares up in your cheeks the second you lock eyes with her, the woman's pupils blown and lips kiss-swollen. She removes her fingers, not returning her hand to it's previous spot on your hip and instead placing it on your shoulder.

She doesn't speak for a prolonged moment, gathering her thoughts—and her breath—before she finally breathes out "Good, that was good. Wonderful, even." It makes your blush burn a bit brighter and you remove your hands from her face, replacing them at her neck. "I guess I'm just a fast learner," you whisper, eyes darting back down to look at her lips, aching to lean forward and connect them again, but you restrain yourself, allowing Alma to decide what to do first. "Depending on--on what happens after that, the other person will sometimes--sometimes kiss your neck, or jawline." The usually composed woman seems to be at a slight loss for words, but you just nod along and don't comment on it.

She is, however, quick to say "But if I see you coming home with hickeys I will not be happy, you understand?" You huff a little laugh out and nod in agreement, promising to not let anything go too far. She demonstrates for a moment, pressing her lips firmly to the junction of your neck and jaw. It feels almost like a reluctant goodbye. That's as far as it goes and within a few minutes you feel the familiar coldness of the house creeping in when she pulls away from you to compose herself. You do the same, clearing your throat and brushing your clothes off, straightening up and quickly thanking Alma for her...assistance, and she quietly asks "So when is this date?" You think back to the conversation you had with Matthew (he had told you his name a few minutes into meeting you), and finally say "Um, I-I think it's tonight, actually."

Alma looks surprised, arching a perfect brow in question, and you chuckle nervously, scratching the back of your neck as she stares at you for a bit longer. Finally she dismisses you, wishing you luck and making you promise to be back before the reset. You agree and quickly exit the study, hurrying up to your room before anyone can corner you and ask why you were alone with Miss Peregrine for an hour.

You found something nice to wear and were out the door by nine, saying goodbye to everyone before finally leaving. When you arrive at the designated meeting place, Matt is already there, waiting for you. He smiles, and you smile back, before offering his arm to you. You take it and allow him to lead you inside the restaurant, and with that your date kicks off.

Everything goes well, the food is good and Matthew is nice, but you find your thoughts wandering back to the look in Alma's eyes before you left, the way she looked that afternoon whenever Matthew was mentioned. It was almost pained, like she was upset that you were going out with someone else. But that surely couldn't be it, right? Merely your imagination playing tricks on you. So you did your best to enjoy the rest of your date, trying to ignore the fact that once it ended, you'd have to put Alma's training to good use and try not to fuck it up.

When the date finally comes to a close, you stand and are escorted by Matthew outside, like a gentleman, and he pulls you close once you're outside again. Leaning next to your ear, he murmurs "I really like you, y/n. And I think I'd like to see you again sometime soon. How's that sound, love?" The pet name makes you shiver a bit, but you nod stiffly and reply "Y-Yeah, I would like that too, Matt. Tonight was really nice." He pulls back to look in your eyes, and finally leans in and presses his lips to yours. In an instant you know something's off. His lips are rougher than hers, they move more insistently against yours. Unlike Alma, his kiss is hard and borderline aggressive. You do your best to keep up with the rapid pace he sets, but you're finding it to be too much too fast, and finally you can't handle it so you pull back.

But he doesn't take that as a no and instead, just like Alma told you he would, begins lining your jaw and neck with kisses of the same pressure and force. You force yourself not to squirm away from his mouth, but when it returns to yours and he shoves his tongue past your lips and into your mouth, you finally have enough and extract yourself rom his hold. With the taste of him now in your mouth you give him your best, albeit feeble smile, and spit out "I'll see you around," before spinning on your heel and fleeing. Unbeknownst to you, by the time you reach the loop tears have begun to stream down your face, and as you stumble in your heels, you can't stop thinking about how disappointed Alma must be with you.

Why was it so different? Why did his kiss feel so wrong, why was he so forceful and rough? It was terrible, but you can’t erase the feeling of his tongue in your mouth, his hands in a vice grip around your waist, fingers pressing into your skin with such force you swore it could bruise. Rapidly you knock on the door, praying someone will open it before you pass out, and luckily someone does. A sharp gasp is heard from whoever the person is when they see the distressed state that you're in, and you're quickly ushered inside. Faintly, you hear the voice of Alma instructing Emma and Enoch to do something, but you're too deep in your own head to realize what it is she's asking of them. Your body is pulled into a familiar room and you nearly collapse into the small chaise that sits against one wall, head in your hands as you begin to weep.

Warm arms embrace you and a soft voice begins to whisper quiet, soothing words in your ear, gently bringing you down from your hysteria. When you finally come back to earth, you're trembling and curled up in Alma's arms, her hand gently running through your hair and her mouth still positioned by your face, either pressing gentle kisses to your hairline or whispering incoherent phrases. "I-I'm so so-sorry," you say, hiccupping through your tears, but Alma shakes her head and mumbles "Don't apologize little bird. No need to apologize." She pauses to let you catch your breath before timidly asking "Can you tell me what happened?" And everything comes rushing out, how nice he was at first but how rough his kiss was, how unprepared you were for his advances, how much they scared you.

"It--he was so rough and hard. His hands were too tight and his lips were too aggressive, and I can't get the taste of him out of my mouth no matter how hard I try." You'd consumed a tall glass of water by this point, but you could still feel his tongue trying to invade your space, feel his hands grip your hips. You look up at Alma, gaze pleading and so desperate even she wouldn't be able to miss it, and whispered "Help me. Please. Get him out of my mouth." Alma swallowed roughly, hoping she was interpreting your words right because if she wasn't she would never forgive herself.

When you had agreed to let her teach you that afternoon, she expected to be able to just brush it off as helping one of her children, yet again. But when she couldn't get the feeling of your lips out of her mind, couldn't stop thinking about the way your eyes looked when she stopped you from kissing her again, she knew that it had a much bigger effect on her than she had originally planned. And she knew now that if she was wrong and you didn't mean what she thought then she would never be able to get over it. Not after what the two of you had shared hours prior.

When the woman stands up, gently pushing you off of her, you panic, figuring you'd done something wrong, and quickly stand up with her. She begins walking towards the door, planning on closing it before doing anything further, but you take it as her leaving, and you rush forward, grabbing for her wrist (and missing as you stumble on your heels, again) as you gasp "Alma!" The doors click shut, or maybe that was the lock, and the ymbryne turns to face you again. She takes in your state, still disheveled and distressed, but not as bad as when you'd first arrived. That's enough for her, and she silently dismisses your use of her first name. Slowly, she walks towards you, backing you up into the chaise once again, and without a word lowers herself onto your lap, clasping your face between her hands.

"Are you sure you want this?"

Unable to speak, all you can do is nod rapidly, eyes begging her to help you. In your mind, there's nothing else you can do to get rid of that man's touch, his mouth, except her. Alma catches her bottom lip between her teeth before finally closing the distance between you and once again connecting your lips. And though it is still ten times softer than Matt's kiss, it is somehow just as intense, and you whimper against the woman's lips. You'll do anything to get the taste of him out of you, and eagerly press back, resting your hands on her waist and dragging her up your lap a little further. Alma permits the action, noting how much better you seem at this than last time, and allows herself to indulge in the feeling of your lips against hers.

It's all-consuming and life changing, you think, the way she kisses you. Like you're the only one who matters in this moment. But it's still not enough, you can still taste him, and you tell her as much, begging her to do something. So when her lips return to yours, Alma softly drags her tongue along them, gently prompting you to part for her. You do so easily, letting the more experienced woman take the lead as her tongue begins to slowly but surely erase the feeling of your date that covers you. Meanwhile, her hands drag up and down your body, across your shoulders and along your waist, nails creating a pleasant stinging wherever they dig in slightly, until all you can feel is Alma. And you don't want to be anywhere else.

With some difficulty, you manage to turn the two of you until Alma is laying on her back on the chaise with you on top of her, hands resting on her collar at the small patch of exposed skin that her jacket doesn't cover, as her fingers dig into your hair. It seems you really are a fast learner as you've grown comfortable taking the lead in your kisses instead of making Alma do all the work for once. Completely blissed out, the ravenette is hardly willing to part with you for more than a moment, but she knows that eventually she will have to get up. The sound of you letting out another one of those gorgeous moans that she's come to enjoy so much hits her ears and she almost loses it, completely throwing away caution and just permitting you to continue to kiss her senseless, but she does manage to stop you finally, as your mouth trails kisses down her neck and collar, covering the visible skin in little lipstick marks that she's sure is also on her mouth.

"Darling, the children. I must put them to bed." she mutters when you come back up for air, hovering above her body once again with a pout. "Are you sure?" you say, doing your best not to whine as an amused look crosses Alma's face and she nods. With a sad sigh, you nod as well and help her up, with a little difficulty that makes the two of you giggle quietly. Her legs had hooked around your thighs when you had laid her down on the chaise, which poses some challenge, but you figure it out and soon enough the two of you are standing again. Alma ghosts her lips one last time across your neck and mumbles an apology against your skin before disappearing out of the room.

At least now your mouth tastes of Alma and not Matthew, like cinnamon and fine wine instead of cigarette smoke and whiskey. You sit down to try and figure out how you're going to break the news to him.

Or maybe you'll just abandon him. That'll work.

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This would start out by you being a new Eternal sent to Earth, having been taken in by Gilgamesh and Thena

They were practically your parents

Makkari was thrilled that there was a new member

When she learned that you were deaf, she was happy to teach you sign language

You two bonded quickly, with her teaching you sign language

When you were almost fluent, you asked Makkari if she would train you

Which she, of course, said yes

She helped you figure out your Eternals powers and trained you in combat

It was a little unfair, though, because she kept making you dizzy with her super speed

But you two trained well and worked great as a duo

So great that Druig got jealous

He pulled you aside one day, telling you that you had stolen his best friend and girlfriend

But Makkari walked up and slung an arm around your shoulder, saying that Druig was stealing her mentee

You smirked very happily as you guys walked away, much to Druig’s displeasure

Your parents soon had to tell you stop for a bit because they rarely saw you

Outside of Makkari mentoring you, you guys also became quick friends

You were often hanging out outside of training

And teased the others in sign language

They soon asked you guys to teach them sign language because they didn’t want to miss out on what you were saying

You and Makkari fought over who got to teach who

Whenever the team faced enemies, watch out, cause you and Makkari kicked ass

Everyone was astounded at how well you guys worked and fought together

Druig got more jealous

Eventually, he warmed up to you

Druig became a big brother figure and Makkari a big sister figure

You favored Makkari tho

Who wouldn’t? She’s awesome

Plus, she was the most fun

Thena and Gilgamesh often complained that you liked Makkari better than them

Which they were right

Makkari was a great teacher too, which I think we’ve established

But still! We stan Makkari here

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