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promisedneverwrite · 2 years

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Chapter XIII

Bea waited in the front of a burger joint that was really popular around here. Bea hadn't really done any sight seeing but eating out was something she did often. Bea giggled at the double entendre.

A car stopped by her and the driver quickly got out to let the two in the back slide out.

Bea could see the similarities between Poppy and her cousins. Their eyes for one, but there was a lack of the spark Bea liked seeing whenever… wait what.

"Hi! Are you Bea?" Bea blushed at the beauty before her. Dark hair, framing her face and a gentle smile that looked like pop-nope!

Bea brought her hand out to shake but then retracted bowing instead. The girl smirked, doing her own little bow. Bea blushed redder. They really were related if she looked like that.

"Yeah that's me, nice to meet you. Sorry Poppy couldn't make it."

"I'm Hyejin, nice to meet you." Then another voice popped in.

"All is forgiven if we have a lovely tour guide like you." Bea blinked as her hand was taken and a kiss was placed on her knuckles by a boy a bit younger.

"I'm Daehoon, but you can call me yours." Bea was frozen still until Hyejin smacked the back of his head

"Ya! Don't be gross."

"Sorry."

"Miss Hughes." Bea turned to Poppy's driver while the other two bickered in their native tongue.

"Your dog."

Bea looked down and found Beppy deep asleep, small snores coming from his mouth inside her warm jacket.

"Oh that won't be necessary."

"I was instructed that I needed to take him."

"But I don't wanna move him. He's sleeping." Bea frowned, lightly bouncing as she rubbed the lump in her jacket.

"Very well, I shall inform Miss Poppy." Bea nodded as The driver left.

The two were still bickering with Hyejin head locking Daehoon.

"You Brute!"

Bea opened her mouth, but then paused before attempting to speak from memory.

"Do you guys eat?"

The surprise on their faces made Bea laugh.

"Yes! Hungry!" Daehoon slipped out of the headlock as Hyejin was taken aback by her.

"Wow, you can speak korean" Bea waved her hands awkwardly in front of her.

"Oof no, I'm rusty. I only remember basic things."

Bea felt a little rustle in her jacket, Beppy's little head popping up and out then hiding back inside as the cold air hit his face.

"A dog!"

Safe to say, Bea thought this would be an interesting experience as she led them inside the Shake Shack.

Poppy hadn’t gotten any texts since she left for this impromptu family gathering and it’s been hours. So while her fake cousins were getting drunk at Club Malibu, Poppy sat in the VIP area texting her cousins

Are you guys alright?

Poppy waited a bit, biting her lip nervously as she waited. When she got a text back

Daehoon 🐵: America is so fun!

Where are you guys?

Hyejin Unnie 💕: Karaoke bar!

Daehoon 🐵: This pretty older sister you gave us is really fun!

Hyejij Unnie 💕: Girl crush, she’s my style 😍

Poppy didn't see how her eyebrows furrowed as she read her cousin's text.

I’m almost done here so text me if you leave or anything

Hyejin Unnie 💕: Okay!

Poppy checked her socials finding her cousin's pictagram story seeing them taking pictures at a restaurant she was unfamiliar with. They looked happy though, with the way they looked at the camera while eating, like it was the holy grail of burgers.

It looked good though and it was making her a bit hungry, while she already had dinner with Atlanta shores, the serving size was like a spoonful. So she wasn't satisfied.

Poppy kept clicking through the story when the end reached the Karaoke bar. Poppy squinted her eyes at the dark but colorfully lit lights in the video. Daehoon was holding the camera singing, and then she heard the most horrible sound.

An off-key and ear screeching horrible sound that came from the mouth of Bea Hughes.

“I told her not to be an embarrassment.” Without a second thought Poppy got up and left driving to the location of where the karaoke bar was. She called Albert to pick up the abandoned sheep and bring them back to their hotel.

Bea was a bit rusty on her Korean, having no one to practice with but she got back into the flow a bit once the ball got rolling.

Hyejin would correct her gently when she got something wrong, and Daehoon would give her the new lingo or a more informal way of saying things, now that they were friends.

Bea was now at a Karaoke bar singing along to the songs with them.

Bea learned Daehoon was a few months younger than her and Hyejin, her senior. They got along pretty well in her opinion, they were excited to try the food. Something she could relate to being relatively new to the place.

Hyejin was comfortably affectionate with her as they drank and ate during the singing. Daehoon was always using some sort of pick up lines only to get shut down by Hyejin who called dibs. Bea chuckled at the duo as they argued over the next song.

They had been understanding that she had a passenger with her and Beppy was just excited to see other people and food when he smelled it.

They had snuck him into the establishment and gotten him a cheat meal. He was knocked out in Bea’s jacket on the couch, the loud music blocked by the thick material.

It was all a spur of the moment thing really. But Bea wasn't really expecting Poppy so soon as she barged into their private room and their eyes met.

“Poppy! You’re here!” Daehoon got up and went to hug her as Hyejin got up too to hug her.

“You’re late.” Poppy snapped her attention to them and smiled, hugging them back.

“Sorry.” Hyejin ushered her to the couch with the table.

“Come eat, there’s still food here.” Daehoon sat next to Bea throwing an arm over her shoulder.

“You know, I think we would have not had as much fun with you as a tour guide noona.” Hyejin smacked daehoon's arm as he chuckled.

Poppy gave Daehoon a weak glare but turned to Bea who only smiled.

“You didn't tell us she knew Korean.” Poppy’s eyes widened a bit at what Daehoon said, her eyebrow raising.

"She's never mentioned it."

Poppy pursed her lips at the new fact, a mischievous twinkle appearing in her eyes.

Bea chuckled nervously and looked away and Poppy smirked. Daehoon waved his hands between them trying to block them from each other.

“Ya! She’s mine!”

The night ended with Poppy dropping off her cousins to their hotel she booked for them. Bea tagged along because they insisted that Poppy drive her home as thanks.

“Bea, dream of me.” Hyejin smacked Daehoon before going to hug Poppy. Bea only chuckled first bumping his hand and Daehoon looked at his fist sadly.

"Ah is this the american friend-zone." Hyejin and Poppy rolled their eyes at him. And Bea really saw the similarities then.

“Drive safe, we’ll meet up tomorrow for brunch.” Poppy rubbed her back smiling.

“Yeah text me, I’ll come pick you guys up.”

“Bye Bea.” Bea waved blushing at the wink and kiss blown her way cradling Beppy who was still asleep.

“Have a good night Hyejin Unnie, Daehoon.”

They both waited for Poppy's cousins to get inside their hotel before getting back in Poppy’s car.

There was silence for a while, both of them thinking about the events that recently happened. Then Poppy spoke.

“I thought you were going to bail on me.”

“And leave your cousins to fend for themselves? You're wack.”

Poppy huffed as she drove eyes still on the road, no place in particular in mind.

"So how did your play-date with the billionaire babies go?" Poppy snorted.

"It was as agonizingly bland as I predicted."

“Couldn’t you have said no.”

“No.”

“See just like that.” Poppy rolled her eyes, giving Bea's amused face a side glare.

“My dad doesn’t take no for an answer, they’re co-partners to dad’s sister company in Atlanta.” Bea absently pet Beppy as he slept in her lap.

“So where are they now?”

“Probably neck deep in a toilet throwing up their childhood trauma and past regrets. I don’t care.” Bea chuckled.

“I take it you aren't as close.” Poppy shook her head glancing to the rearview mirror as she merged lanes.

“We are practically just business partners, they come by when it's convenient for them, they don’t even bother a heads up!” Bea watched Poppy’s knuckles turn white as she gripped the steering wheel. Yikes.

“Must be frustrating.”

“It is! And they’re staying for thanksgiving break.”

“Ditch ‘em.”

“I can’t, I’m Poppy Min-Sinclair. I have an image to uphold.” Bea booed her which got her a weak punch to her shoulder.

“Yeah and being seen with your cousins goofing off at the club will do just that won’t it Pop?”

"I didn't 'goof' anything, they only made themselves more obvious as incapable of keeping their image up."

Poppy hummed, she would have her team come up with something. Maybe it would make them run back home with tails between their legs.

“What are you plotting?” Poppy smirked.

“You just gave me an idea.” Bea gave her a wary look.

“It’s not murder is it?” Poppy didn’t respond and only smiled. Then a ferocious whale sound interrupted.

“What the hell was that Farmsville?”

“Sorry.” Bea felt her cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

“Didn’t we just eat?”

“I have a fast metabolism, I get hungry easily.” Poppy sighed then dialed a phone number, the phone ringing on the bluetooth.

“Hello, how may I help you?”

“Can I have an order of egg fried rice, grilled intestines, grilled pork, chicken dumplings, and-” Poppy turned to her.

“Do you want anything else?”

“Beer and soju.” Poppy let out a laugh. And Bea's heart liked the sound, as it thumped a bit faster.

“You are going to get fucked up Farmsville.” Bea just grinned.

“Your order will be ready for pick up in 20 minutes.”

“Okay, thank you.” Poppy ended the call making a u turn towards the place. “By the way, this is for me not you.” Bea gave her a betrayed look.

“Aw don’t be like that Pop, I helped your cousins out.”

“So you were looking for a reward?”

“No, but I thought of the goodness of that big heart of yours you'd at least share.”

Poppy snorts at the flattery. She'd allow the weird feeling to take its course in her body from the compliment. But only this time.

#queen b #poppy min sinclair #bea hughes #poppy x mc

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elsascushion · 2 years

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Hollywood B!tch

Chapter 2

Disclaimer: Swearing, sexual implications no actual smut. Theres a man in this chapter

Throwing her luxury purse aside Bea hops into her Mercedes S class, throws her hair out of her face before starting the engine. The LEDs begin to light up around the car changing occasionally between the different shades of purple, “Ah the perks of being rich” Bea breaths out patting her steering wheel whilst her other hand taps the address into a GPS.

By now it was already quite late in the afternoon and probably not a good time to stalk- I mean kindly visit someone, but Bea doesn’t care because she is indeed a disgraceful simp. Simp aside she already freshened up so she might as well take the hour drive through the hells of New York. Now minutes later Bea has finally managed to make it out of her street and onto the highways, only to feel regret when a man in the next lane almost rammed into her car. “WATCH IT BITCH THIS IS A NEW CAR!” Bea screams then flips him off expecting him to hear and see on highway traffic. God she does not miss this part of New York, Poppy better make this trip worth it.

Long long after three near miss car accidents, Bea has finally arrived at the place. A giant mansion surrounded by a gate. “I guess their home hasn’t been sold to pay the bills yet” Bea thinks to her self then drives up to the gate to ring the intercom. At this point her heart is pounding out of her chest, probably from the anxiety… like what was she even meant to say to Poppy after a year, will she even still look the same?, will Poppy just murder her on the spot and bury her body in the yard?, or will Bea even still have those “feelings” that she once felt a year ago- well more like an hour ago. A million thoughts race around Bea’s brain, when all off a sudden a man’s voice could be heard over the Intercom. “Hello”. The man sounded like Piers Sinclair but dead inside.

“Um, I’m here to see Poppy Min-Sinclair?” Bea pitches her voice higher in hopes that if it was Piers he wouldn’t recognise her.

“I’ve told you before we are not interested in speaking to the press”

Yeah right like any press would even wanna speak to them considering the Sinclairs have been pretty much irrelevant these days.

“Actually I’m one of Poppy’s friends ya know”

“Alright” he sighs “I’ll send someone to get the door for you”.

“Damn they can could still hire people, Where do they do they get all this money from?” Bea has so many unanswered questions here it felt like they were going to take over her brain but little did she know they would all be answered soon.

What felt like hours later someone finally came to open the gates. Hooray Arendelle was free again. With that Bea drives up the drive way to park her car where the guy pointed too, then made her way up inside the house. She’s never seen or been here surprisingly, considering the amount of times she’s snuck into Poppy’s room or been in there for some scandalous fun. “Welcome I wasn’t aware Poppy was friends with Bea Hughes” the mysterious man said as Bea turned to face him.

He looked around Bea’s age, 6 foot , neat blonde hair, bright blue eyes and probably came from a family that exploits the poor.

“Haha yeah, she didn’t mention it..?” Bea laughs nervously looking around the interior, everything was pristine and definitely up to Poppy’s taste.

“Nope Never, but I think I know why considering you were rivals back in collage and almost ruined her life if it weren’t for me”

Bea stares him right in the eye trying not to throw hands, not that he was exactly wrong but who the fuck was he to judge without knowing her side of the story.

“Excuse me; who the hell are you first of all, and second of all I’m just here to see Poppy not exactly any of your business is it”

But all that did was make the douche laugh and here Bea was thinking she was going to be the murdered but now she might be the one doing the murdering.

“If you must know my name is Justin and I’m a family friend of the Sinclairs, me and Poppy grew up together” He smirks clearly trying to rub it in Bea’s face before continuing “My relationship with Poppy is none of your business though but I’m here helping them out, from my perspective you have no rights to even see her so please leave before I have someone escort you out”

The brunette is fuming inside upon hearing his words but she masked it perfectly being an actress and former bitch her self.

“Look Jacob I don’t care for your existence I just want to see Poppy, I’m jet lagged and drove an hour here so please don’t fuck with me right now”. She jabs a finger at his chest, in heels Bea seems to be almost the same height as him.

“My name is Justin first of all and I don’t care that-“ another voice is heard cutting him off thank god as they listen to the set of stilettos echoing down the stairs.

“Justin I told you we weren’t meant to have guests over so why-“ Poppy pauses as she takes in sight of Bea either in shock or awe or maybe a bit of both. Bea looks back at Poppy, her eyes wondering over places she shouldn’t be and her brain struggles to function also in shock.

“Well she still looks the same” Bea thinks whilst still staring at Poppy. It is probably the only decent thought in her brain right now.

The two women continue to stare at each other until an awkward amount of silence pass by. Justin notices the tension between them as he looks between the two.

“Hey Poppy don’t worry our guest was just-” he gets cut off again this time by a furious howl

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE HUGHES!”

If Bea wasn’t regretting her life choices up to this moment she definitely was now.

“Well Pops hello to you too”

#poppy x mc #queen poppy #queen b #poppy min sinclair #queen b choices #choices stories you play

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alleycat97 · 3 years

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Reckless

Long time no see, super sorry ya’ll. I’ve brought a song inspired fic with me however. I was inspired by Reckless by Madison Beer.

Pairing: MC(Bea) x Veronica, MC x Ina

Slight Angst

Notes: The song lyrics and words used for the T are in bold.

Tag list: @samanthadalton @blaine-hayes @kwaj115 @shows-simp-card

Breakups are never good, especially when you’ve been caught cheating on an Italian. Bea was about to walk down a path she never planned on going down.

Veronica wasn’t one to be played with. She had a plan at the beginning of school, but it was all ruined by BEA HUGHES. Veronica sat on the beach blown away, she had a feeling all along, the signs were there, but her love blinded her. She didn’t like Bea at first, she was just using her and then she did something stupid. She fell in love and she got hurt and no one hurt Veronica Lombardi. A mistake that she wouldn’t duplicate.

Her Italian blood began to boil when she saw Bea and Ina kiss. Snapping a photo of the action, Veronica sent the image anonymously to Bea, with the title, “I see you, but you don’t see me, but you will. See you soon Newbie.” She grinned as she watched the blonde freak out with Ina on the beach.

And to add fuel to the fire? How about a post to the T? Perhaps, that cute little photo of the new power couple kissing on the beach?

Veronica opened up the App, sorting through all of her drafts and other incoming post, the clutter was killing her. She had been lazy the past few months, being ‘in love’ with Bea sidetracked her. She found and attached the photo and began to type a heartfelt post to finally put an end to this relationship.

Hey Thoroughbreds!

This is a story I hate, and telling it might make me break, but I’ll tell it anyway.

Veronica’s mind began to roam back to the nights she had shared with Bea. The girl who went above and beyond to make Veronica feel special.

This chapters about, how you said there was nobody else.

In a world where she had everything, Bea honestly made Veronica feel like she was the only thing missing in her life.

Then you got up and went to her house, you guys always left me out.

Veronica remembered the first night Bea and her made love. It was special, it was the night Veronica truly fell in love with Bea and became torn. Only to have Bea slip out on her when she was sleeping, running to the comforts of Ina’s bed.

I still have the letter you wrote when you told me that I was the only girl that you’d ever want in your life.

Veronica adored that Bea was so old fashioned. She kept every love note from the girl and cherished them.

I guess my friends were right.

Chloe was the first to see that Bea was playing Veronica. She even went to the lengths of following the two on their trip to Martha’s Vineyard, but the ‘photo proof’ was deleted. Even Poppy tried to reason with her.

Each day goes by and each night I cry.

Veronica knew the night of the Gala, she saw Bea kissing Ina but didn’t want to believe it. But late at night as each day went on, she knew it was true. But crying was her only remedy. It wasn’t until Bea told Veronica later that summer that she was going to the beach with ‘Zoey’ that Veronica decided to do something.

Somebody saw you with her last night.

Veronica got back into her game and her source spotted Bea and Ina vacationing at the beach.

You gave me your word, “Don’t worry bout’ her”.

Bea’s words wouldn’t leave Veronica’s head as she sat on the beach watching them. Bea told her not to worry about Ina one night when Veronica caught her leaving her office after hours, claiming it was a T.A. emergency.

You might love her now, but you loved me first. Said you’d never hurt me, but here we are, oh you swore on every star.

Veronica was consumed by all the late night pillow talk of being madly in love and how Bea would never hurt her, but if Bea only knew the damage she had caused.

How could you be so reckless with my heart?

Veronica began to cry, her heart exploding for the final time. It was difficult to type due to her tears falling on her screen.

You check in and out, of my heart like a hotel,

Veronica battled this for awhile, Bea never truly gave herself to Veronica, even after she swore she did.

And she must must be perfect oh well, I hope you both go to hell.

Veronica was done. Ina was obviously her choice and it was time she put this little love triangle behind her and do what she intended from the start. To become the New Queen, even though it meant beating out her ex, Bea.

Kisses,

The T💋

Veronica put her phone away, drying her face before collecting herself. By now everyone at Belvoire was receiving her post, including Bea. But she walked away before witnessing her reaction.

“What is it now Bea?” Ina said sliding closer to her, handing her an ice cream cone to help her calm down.

“They posted it to the T….” Bea said shook.

Ina took Bea’s phone and gasped at the post. It was the same photo that was texted to her, but these words seemed…personal.

“Bea? Why does this seem, personal? It’s almost like…”

“Like an ex girlfriend seeking revenge?” Bea sighed.

“Yes, that’s exactly it.” Ina said in thought.

Bea internally exploded, whispering out loud “How the hell did Veronica find out?”

“Veronica? Lombardi?” Ina quizzed. “Bea? What’s going on.”

The walls began to cave in, Bea slowly felt her new reign failing before it started. “Ina, we need to talk.”

#queen b veronica #queen b #bea hughes #ina kingsley #queen b ina #ina x mc #veronica x mc #veronica lombardi #poppy min sinclair #chloe st james #zoey wade

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sluttyten · 3 years

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Hi, Bea.

Passing by to say (1) your works are—*chef's kiss*—hawt and beautifully written and (2) last night I was going through it (#HardHours) and a good portion of your Johnny content had me simping harder than ever for the man.

Thank you! And Johnny truly is an inspiration for some hard hours isn’t he

#asks #itsapapisongo

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medusa1597 · 7 years

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i see u have ocs.. care to tell us about them?

!!!!!!!!! of course!!!! this is so sweet ily anon!

ok so i have four main ocs! i don’t have a particular story so far, its all very vague tbh, i like romance so there’s romantic elements but i dont really have like. a fantasy story or something like that its just four Girls hanging out ig

okay so i have:

bea (her full name is béatrice for some reason? i cant remember why beatrice but its cute anyway): she’s one of the youngest, shes like 21 (thhey’re all adults its like when you were in middle school and you’d play games and you’d be a cool adult girl? thats it thats me and my ocs). she’s an artist and she takes some art classes but she’s actually not very good at art? she has been training for years but she doesnt really have any techniques or style and people usually dont like her style but she’s really good in the way that? she does fun things when she feels like it, its not always good but it has a lot of feelings into it (i love her)! since she cant make any cash out art she works part time at a local mcdo, she does birthday party and she dresses as a clown and she hates it (she really likes clowns and children and junk food but the job is exhausting). also she’s a weird girl i guess? she’s the “danny devito but lesbian” oc i was talking about (it doesnt make sense but it kind of does)… she’s really inappropriate (she’s not rude thho shes a sweet gal) she doesnt have any filters so she says most of the thing that cross her mind without really thinking? she feels a lot, she has a loooot of emotions so it gets confusing and weird sometimes, she’s a mix of a lot of things! she really like jokes too, she’s a funny girl! she really like comedies and simple things, she still watches d.isney ch/annel like she’ll rarely make an effort to watch a drama! she really hates pretentious content or things that are considered as the top of our society’s culture, she finds those things boring and lifeless …. bea is really funny and she has a lot of emotions and love!

fahra: i dont? really have that much about fahra to be honest she’s mostly concepts in my head (i still love her i love my vague girl) basically she’s bea’s cousin and she lives with bea and her mom since she was seven; she used to live with her parents in the u.k but both of her parents died in a car accident (i have this really vague idea that maybe her parents were starting to be famous singer so they have this kind of fallen legends aspect? and fahra’s mom is really charming and charismatic! i think fahra was raised around a lot of music and art and fashion and just? her mom’s charming old maghrebi singer aesthetic). she’s very? i used to say that she was fake mean but i think she’s not really fake mean its mostly that she doesnt trust people and she’s just a discreet girl who love judging people; she kind of built walls around her, she’s very afraid that ppl will judge her back! she really like making fun of people but she’s really protective, she loves her friends and the people she cares about; like i said she doesnt trust/open up easily so her entourage is very very important to her. she’s kind of like? a di/sney villain (like cruella? she’s mean but she stays elegant) except she’s a nice person with only good intentions and that most of the time she’s just joking around… she really like fashion (i used to say she was emo and tbh? shes like couture em.o, she definitely used to be e.mo in middle school)… she acts really mysterious and everything, its her thing, she wants people to see her as the protagonist of drama about coming out of age or something… also she really enjoys watching bad movies with bea, they’re really close (basically sisters tbh)…

solange is really cool she’s just a really cool girl? she’s fahra’s best friend and mary’s best friend (mary’s the last oc) which is probably another example of how cool and friendly she is! most people will consider her as an extremely sweet and sincere girl, she’s like? when you were younger and you tried to act super sophisticated like a princess? that’s solange except its not an act and she really acts like that naturally! she’s very princess-ish but she’s not like. just sweet cute boring, she’s very funny; you know tjose people who make jokes and they’re so subtle you’re not sure if its a joke or not? thats solange, her jokes are really absurd (like bea’s, they kind of have that goofy side in common and they both really get along for tht).. she’s really into that full ride or die aesthetic thing like she’ll show up at your birthday wearing pink fur and seven crystal necklace because she felt like it.. also she doesnt know anything abt astrology but she seems like the kind of girl who would so sometimes she just throws fake infos tht she invented abt signs and everyone agrees with her? people trust her easily which is 100% normal since she’s the best girl in the universe but also? shes not fahra’s best friend for nothing, she likes making fun of people too she kind of like messing w/people like just making up lies or acting dumb in front of ppl who dont know her well just to make her closest friend laugh…. back to the fashion thing, in high school she would show up with outfits that dont make any sense and she had terrible tastes but everyone loved her and thought she was the coolest.. she can wear ugly clothes but it’ll look amazing and trendy on her because she knows she’s cute? she has the biggest heart and she has so so so much love for her closest friends

mary has? no idea what’s going ever. she’s that feeling where you leave the house with only two hours of sleep but human and gay gheqsjk… she moved in with solange and her mom during her high school years because her family is awful and abusive. she’s solange’s oldest friend, they’re very, very close and they both trust+love each other so much!!! they know everything about each other and they both get very different when they’re around each other; mary is very shy and she doesnt like talking because she gets easily confused or lost in her thoughts but when she’s with solange she completely lost that anxiety and they both get super loud around each other (power of friendship). she’s a mess to be honest, she doesn’t have passions or anything she’s very lost in her life but she’s not unhappy either she just doesnt know what she’s doing? also she’s very good with others especially with people she cares about, i thinks its her favorite thing, she’s very good at understanding others? its very surprising coming from her but since she spends a lot of her time in her own head and she’s easily distracted she likes to focus on the people she knows to keep ground???? she hates talking but that doesnt mean she’s helpless with human contact, shes probably the best among my ocs…. she has big crush on bea whom she first saw at mc/do while she was wearing her clown outfit.

also i have the solange’s mom and hafidda (bea’s mom) but im too lazy to write a lot abt them but basically i love those cool old lady…. haffidda spends 70% of her time in pajamas no one knows how she gets away with it; shes like homer simp/sons but clever and cooler, she’s always there for young ppl and she’s very open minded..

solange’s mom is super cool, she’s very energetic? she’s the cool aunt except she’s also a mom… she loves to travel, her and solange’s dad used to travel a lot! she also lived on a boat for a while shes really cool… she divorced with solange’s dad when solange was 13 (they get along super great they just didnt felt the Spark anymore) and she has been in a relationship with another old woman (cool old bi woman!!!!!!! i love the moms gfuhdsjkq)..

thank you for the ask anon, ily !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#ask #anon #bea (oc)#solange (oc)#fahra (oc)#mary (oc)#also:#bea and fahra are maghrebi (fahra might be mixed but its vague i havent thought abt it tht much)#solange is Black and mary's the token white friend #bea and mary are lesbians and solange + fahra are both bi #fahra doesnt like to date people she doesnt know well but solange has a lot of success and she's v romantic so she has a new so every month #(tbh its bc i wznt to draw cute ppl for solange i think she deserves cool design and cool dates)#bea also likes mary its mutual pining :-)#fahra and mary are trans ; solange is nb and bea has? complicated lesbian feels with gender #dnt rb /////////#thank you so much anon your ask made me so happy? im love my ocs

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dreaming-of-lu · 12 days

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tryin to trigger my writing mood ;-;

Himb? Sweet, cheeky fairy boy? Rulie? The one who bashfully laughs and rubs the back of his neck when you give him compliments? Or when you press a kiss against his cheek, his ears flap and the tips flush red?

The same one that gushes to you about different ways of making potions? Loving it when you both sneak off to adventure the land til one of the others have to come get you. The same one who gave you a shy, sheepish smile, yet, those eyes held mischief in it all the same as he silently shushes you with a finger to his lips.

This side of him? You learned to love and cherish it all.

#.bea simping hours #linked universe x reader #lu hyrule x reader

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skloomdumpster · 1 year

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For when you're feeling bored: pick 3 of the characters below that you'd like to see in a polycule and tell us what those relationships would be like in your opinion

Sky, bloom, stella, beatrix, riven, aisha, grey, s2!sam, marco, flora

I'm *always* bored anon, my brain works a mile a minute, so this is very very lovely.

The ot3 I think would actually have any chance of thriving is Riven, Flora and Grey. Grey is a very chill person, Flora is reckless as fuck, Riven somehow balances out in the middle of this duo, having to force Grey to not be a bore, but also having to be the voice of reason for Flo. Grey is still a bloodwitch and a liar and everyone gets hurt :]

Riven, Sky and Bloom could thrive too, granted with a little more fighting, because we know for a fact that Skyriv's love language is bullying each other and Sky is just such an absolute simp for Bloom that he'd have to spend many hours making up to Riv in order for them to have some balance.

Now the trouples I'd ACTUALLY want to watch?

Stella, Bea, Riven - hot and hotter, they'd slap and kick each other but also!! The sex, you know? The level of absolute depravity here. Oof

Stella, Sky, Riven - nothing is ever good enough and everything hurts. I love him (Sky), you're not good enough for him get out of my way. I'll cut you in pieces. The level of radiation here. Riven and Stella's hero worship of Sky, versus the crushing pressure that would push Sky right into his Absolute Asshole mode. Delicious. Bite each other's dicks off.

I'd happily watch Flora and Bloom get it on but that's less of an ot3, more of a me thing

I don't think Aisha or Sam can share to save their lives. Sam can be coerced into threesomes, but it's not his scene. Aisha would kill herself before sharing, girl was jealous of her one-week best friend, c'mon.

#fate the winx saga #fate: the winx saga #aisha x sky have potential tho (potential to think they're in love when truly they're besties and then hurt each other in the worst way)#since they're essentially the same person #answered

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promisedneverwrite · 3 years

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Until Dawn

A Vamp! Poppy x Werewolf Bea fic

A retelling of Queen B with added story plot

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Masterlist

Previous Chapter

A/N: Might be a little late in uploading the next chapter after this one because I’ll be watching Critical Role. :)

Chapter XIX

Bea sleeps in and wakes later in the late morning greeted by Zoey, Taylor and Penelope who had made her breakfast while she slept. Zoey bounces over from the kitchen and presents her with a cappuccino and soft kiss on the cheek.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” Bea beames.

“It is now! You guys spoil me too much.”

“I know. And you know what else is incredible?” Zoey shows her the post the T wrote and Bea snorts.

“It’s what he deserves.” Penelope comments as she sips on her coffee. Taylor nods, eating her omelete. Bea sits next to Taylor at the counter sniffing the plates of food. Bea grins at the omelete decorated with a ketchup smiley face and takes it, shoveling a spoon of it into her mouth with a happy hum.

“He’s lucky he won't be around long enough for me to get my hands on him.” Zoey rants. Bea smiles, patting her hand and swallowing her food.

“I’m just glad to be rid of him.” Zoey smiles softly at her then grins widely.

“Okay, operation forget Benji is officially underway. We’re all gonna get cute, blow off class, and go for gelato.” Bea raises a brow at her.

“Get cute? Y'all are always cute.” Zoey and Penelope roll their eyes at her and Bea laughs along with Taylor.

“You know what I mean. Get dressed! We’re gonna show The T and everybody that you're coming out of this mess on top.” Bea looks to Penelope and Taylor.

“You guys free?” Penelope pouts

“I still have some work the dean wants me to do.” Bea nods then turns to Taylor.

“I have a date with Benedict.” Bea smiles teasingly.

“Oooo~.” Bea wiggles her brows as Taylor blushes. Penelope and Taylor leave after saying their goodbyes with Bea giving them hugs.

Bea dresses casually, in a pair of dark jeans and leather jacket over a thin pullover hoodie. As soon as they leave the door they are immediately met with a whole bunch of people just hanging around. Bea notices that Poppy is not among the crowd, strange.

From among the crowd Ford comes jogging over.

“Oh hey, Bea, are you okay? Heard about the Benji stuff. That’s wild!” Bea was touched, her dude bro came to see her.

“OMG, yeah, I read all about it on The T! You’re so brave, Bea.” One girl speaks.

“What happened, Bea? We wanna know everything!” The crowd starts throwing questions at her until Zoey steps in.

“Okay, okay, people. I know Bea’s a star, but let’s take it one question at a time!”

“So it really did happen like The T said? Benji actually made a shrine for you?” Trixie asks.

“Yeah, little shit built this weird statue out of old food and everything, he broke my phone trying to stop me from getting help.”

“That’s sooo gross.” Bea nods.

“A thing of nightmares… or someone's sleep paralysis demon.” They all collectively shiver at the image.

“Is it true you kicked his ass?” Bea smirked.

“Oh yeah. Poor boy didn’t stand a chance.”

“God, you’re such an inspiration. I’m gonna take up kickboxing because of you.” Bea gives Ohio a thumbs up. More people bombard her with questions and she stays by Zoey’s side leaning a bit on her for support when someone approaches.

“So, Bea Hughes. The woman of the hour and dare I say the academic year. The people want answers, and I gotta say, I’m personally interested in getting your take on all this, straight from the source.” Bea only blinks and nods slowly at the guy.

“Thomas! Rare to see you in the middle of the drama. Usually you’re curating from afar.” Zoey greets him.

“Uh hi.” Bea greets a bit awkwardly the guy smiles.

“Thomas Stiles, editor of The T. I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.”

“Oh… okay!” Zoey pats her shoulder and sighs.

“Mind answering a question or two for the blog today? We’d like to know how you’re doing.” Bea looks to Zoey who nods. She looks back at Thomas and nods.

“Sure!”

“Awesome, thanks. Jumping right in… last night must’ve been extremely stressful. Care to tell our reader’s where your head's at?”

“I’m feeling angry, but powerful. To put it bluntly, the world should have its act together by now. Nobody should have to look over their shoulder for the next person who’s gonna harass them. Or pretend like their obsession is a compliment.”

“Damn straight!”

“It’d be a cold day in hell before I let anyone like that weasel their way into my life and try to control it.”

“Yeah, you show’em Bea!”

“Sounds like Belvoire digs your daily dose of empowerment. One more question. Anyone who isn’t living under a rock has noticed how big of a splash you’ve made this year. You’ve inspired admiration and envy, and found friends, followers, and enemies alike. Any words for those who may doubt you?”

“A word for my haters? Have fun being sad. While you’re busy stewing on your negativity and inferiority complexes. I’m gonna be out living my best life, eating Gelato with my main squeeze.” Bea hugs Zoey to her who laughs hugging her back.

Thomas watches them before he speaks.

“Hey, I’ve got one more thing to run by you, off the record, if you have a minute.” Bea glances at Zoey who shrugs and Bea follows him to a picnic table. “I noticed… Poppy didn’t seem very happy that you were okay.” Bea stayed silent, face passive as he went on. She wasn’t here first of all. She didn’t see what comments were on the T, but Poppy wasn’t one to not say what she felt to a person's face as soon as she heard the news. “I knew she was petty, but to be upset that you weren’t hurt? That’s a whole ‘nother level. I haven't spoken out against her since she almost got me expelled.”

“Expelled?”

“Let’s just say Poppy and I had a little, uh, ‘spat’ about something I posted a few years back.”

“Hm.”

“I’m technically not allowed to say. Stipulation of keeping my post as editor. But… she’s proven time and time again that she’ll do anything to cut down her enemies. Why should I protect her secrets? And this is big. This dirt could ruin Poppy and her family. You seem like you have the backbone to use it wisely, if you’re interested?” Bea furrows her brow at him.

“I’ll have to decline. I’m running a bit late for my gelato run, so you’ll have to excuse me.”

“Oh uh sure. No problem, thanks again for your input for The T.” Bea nods and glomps Zoey with a kiss on the cheek and they go get Gelato and lattes before going to Junior comp.

They sat in the common room later that night sipping on wine and absently switching channels on the tv. Bea had gotten her new phone delivered and she was in the process of trying to get her memory card out of the old one. She cursed that the thing was so small, as she stuck her tongue out in concentration trying to get it out. Zoey secretly took photos as Bea was concentrating.

“So what did Thomas want to talk to you about?” Bea let out a whoop as she held the tiny thing between her fingers. Now to move it to her new one.

“He was asking if I wanted to know about some dirt he had that could ruin Poppy’s family. I declined.” Bea carefully opens the side part of her phone and then clicks the memory card in place and carefully closes the side.

“Why? This could have put Poppy in her place.” Bea shakes her head.

“That’s not my brand. Besides, this is between me and Poppy. I’m not dragging her family into it when they have no involvement.” Bea turns on the new phone and waits.

“You are a way to kind a soul for this school.” Zoey siddles up next to her on the couch and Bea smiles resting her head on Zoey’s.

“Oh hey everything is saved.” Bea looks at her notifications and texts and feels a bit overwhelmed by the number that seems to keep growing by the second. Zoey whistles.

“Oof, might wanna get that handled boo. Just looking at it is giving me a migraine.” Bea laughs and opens her messages, Poppy's answering text from the other night coming in.

I poisoned those apples, have fun trying to find someone who would actually kiss your stupid face awake

Bea laughs and the text is overtaken by other texts coming in. She would respond later… if she remembered.

A knock sounds at the door making them both look at it.

“I’ll get it.” Bea pockets her phone and stands to open the door finding a package and a note. Zoey looks over curious.

“What is it?” Bea shuts the door bringing the package over to her sitting on the couch. Bea picks up the note attached and reads it aloud.

“‘You are cordially invited to take leave of your senses and your inhibitions at the bacchanalia to end all bacchanalias. I know this party is way better than anything you’ve ever been invited to in your sad life, but I have you covered. I even got you something to fit the theme. Why fight when we can party? Love, Poppy.’” Zoey scoffs.

“Love? As if. She’s up to something.” Bea opens the box and tilts her head.

“Victorian era pjs?” Zoey just shakes her head.

“Lord have mercy.” Bea looks over the note again, her eyes narrowing at invitation.

The Bacchanalia. Bea had heard the name before. It was a big celebration mostly known by its roman origin as drunken revelry of the roman god Bacchus. In the supernatural world, it was a big thing, to see that the name and activities seemed to leak into the elitist bunch of the human world as an exclusive party wasn’t so surprising. But Bea also knew it was a vampiric tradition, and it wouldn’t do well if there really was someone there that was invited to find her. Especially since it was on a night where the moon was full, the wolf was in more control during times like these. Bea plays with the leather strap secured on her wrist, yeah this was not okay.

“No way, this has traps written all over it.” Zoey pouted and hopped to her holding her at arm's length.

“Bea.” Zoey pleaded with full force. Bea turned her eyes away lest she be dragged into them.

“No Zo, this rings all my alarms, the name, the secrecy, and that atrocious dress.” Bea gave the dress a nasty look as Bubbie was using it as a toy with a few rips already in place. What a good boy.

“But think about the pros if you go!” Bea sighed as Zoey put an arm around her and waved in front of her like there was something there. There wasn't… much to Bea’s confusion. This was like the second time this happened.

“I can think of a million cons.” Zoey waved her off.

“Listen, we all know Poppy is a monster, but before you go making assumptions hear me out.” Bea mused looking at Zoey’s cute face and she sighed.

“Fine, but only cause you’re cute.” Zoey batted her eyes and smiled at her.

“Always am. But I mean this is a great opportunity to beat her in her own game.” Bea rose a brow. “Just being invited already marks you as Belvoire’s elite, regardless of what Poppy’s intentions are. And on a personal note I would love to go! I’ve never even gotten an invite. I mean look! My name! In gold ink!” Bea’s face softened at her excited look.

“I don’t know Zo.”

“Okay okay how about this, with the party going on you’ll have free rein to discover all of the Zetas and Poppy’s dirty little secrets.”

Bea thought about it, it was true while everyone was off drinking, among other things, she could sneak around. She could keep an eye on any potential vampires who came too, there was that. And she could keep an eye on Zoey and Poppy.

“Alright,” Bea saw Zoey’s eyes light up. “But before that do we have a plan?”

“Nope! I didn’t think too far past, get Bea to go so that I can do body shots off of a model’s belly button. Any ideas?” Bea had to hand it to Zoey’s tenacity to have fun.

“We could steal all their food.” Bea hums thinking about it. Zoey sighs.

“Not if you don’t eat it all first, I know you Beatrice.” Bea chuckles sheepishly, she was right. “So is that a yes… are we going?”

“Only because I know how much you want to go. Can’t leave you without a bodyguard to keep rabid fans away.” Zoey cheered and hugged her excitedly. Bea laughed and hugged her back. “So what do we do now?”

“Well first we get rid of that monstrosity… oop nevermind.” Zoey laughs as Bubbie drags the dress letting out tiny growls as he rough houses the thing. They both coo and take pictures for a good few minutes before getting ready for the party.

Zoey was practically bouncing from foot to foot as Bea emerged from her room dressed in the lingerie Zoey suggested she wear.

“Hot!” Bea’s body involuntarily shivers, her wolf just waiting to jump out.

“I’m actually a little cold.” Her leather bracelet was tucked away in a box in her room. She’d just have to bear with her baser instincts tonight, hopefully she wouldn’t be too crazy tonight.

Zoey laughs and kisses her cheeks and practically drags her to the party. Zoey clung to her warm body as they walked across campus to the Zeta house in nothing but their lingerie greeted by Micheal at the door.

“You ladies look like you’re ready to party.”

“Ew.” Bea chuckles at Zoey’s deadpan greeting. Eventually they get in and take in the decorations, the lighting, the smell and Bea whistles.

“They’ve really outdone themselves huh?”

Bea hears her before she sees her, the distinct walk and floral perfume. “Yes, I would say I've really gone above and beyond with this one. Thank you for noticing, Bea.” Bea and Zoey turn to find Poppy flanked by Veronica and Chloe both in lingerie. Bea purrs at the sight, before shaking her head. Focus. Poppy notices and she smiles a mischievous twinkle in her eye. “Glad to see you both could make it. Even though you decided to blatantly disobey me by wearing this… this.” Bea sees Poppy eyes take her in her gaze struggling to keep away from her muscles and the tattoos peeking from places only visible if fully naked. Bea smirks.

“What’s wrong Pop, don’t have anything bad to say about my outfit?” Poppy caught her gaze, a look of surprise and embarrassment. Veronica answers for her.

“Uh yeah, because that look is straight fire.” Poppy turns on Veronica.

“Veronica!” Chloe bounces from foot to foot in excitement.

“Ohmygod, Poppy, she even has those stockings you were looking for. The ones you said you couldn’t find anywhere!” Chloe eyes the stockings.

“Of course I could find them if I wanted to! I just… changed my mind on what to wear, that’s all.”

“Someone sounds biiiiiiiitteeeeeer.” Bea sickered as Zoey sang it.

“Hey, Farmsville, lookin’ good!... very good.” Liam Gill and Carter walk over in designer boxers.

“You’re making me feel overdressed. Maybe I should lose another layer.” Bea snorted at Carter.

“I don’t think anyone would mind that view. Nice boxers by the way.” Bea fist bumps him and Carter laughs. Poppy narrows her eyes at the two of them, her eyes lingering on Bea.

“Carter! What the hell! I’m standing right here.” Carter glares.

“And I’m a free agent, remember? I can talk to whoever I want.”

Poppy fumes seething on the side before glancing at both she and Zoey. Poppy’s face twitches eyes lingering on the scar on Bea’s shoulder and then smiles.

“Well. I know when I’ve lost. You two enjoy the party.” And then she leaves. Chloe and Veronica are just as startled by her departure as they stumble after her, the boys follow a bit after. Bea and Zoey look at each other in unison.

“That was weird AF, right?” Bea nods at Zoey’s comments as she keeps her eyes on Poppy as she walks. Poppy catches her gaze, a small smirk appearing on her face before she disappears in the crowd. Bea hums, did Albert tell her something?

“Def sus… we should be on our guard.” But Zoey’s attention is on a waiter in a speedo and bowtie carrying shots.

“Yeah, yeah, yup, totally…” Bea snorts at Zoey.

“Or we could do shots first.” Zoey hugs her arm and chants.

“SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS!” Bea chuckles as she waves a waiter taking two and downing them one after the other. The tension in her body released. Bea takes a breath trying to calm herself, the scents already doing something to her body. Sheesh. Maybe leaving the house without her bracelet was not a good idea.

“Okay so, Poppy’s totally gonna be watching us, so there’s no way we could get up to her room and set our non-plan plan into motion. We need to wait for the perfect moment to make our move. Meanwhile, we can worry about boosting your rep. All you have to do is have some drinks, be the life of the party, rub some elbows… rub a little something else if you feel so inclined.” Bea glances around then up to see Poppy watching from above.

“Alright alright, pass me another shot.” Bea clinks her glass with Zoey’s then makes eye contact with Poppy as she raises her glass before downing it. Zoey twirls Bea and gives her butt a little slap. Well if Zoey was giving her the go ahead… she guessed everyone was fair game.

“Get out there and make me proud! Do everything I would do!” Zoey wanders off a dimly lit hallway enticed by the sounds of laughter and the scent of massage oil. Bea scans the room and ends up flirting at the chocolate fountain with a zeta girl, licking chocolate off her chest and leaving a little something to remember her by, then to play twister with Tasha and Luis, teasing Tasha enough to fall and lose and giving her a ear nibble for good effort. Bea makes her final stop by Chloe and Micheal by an ice sculpture slide. Chloe pours champagne from the top and it slides down towards Micheal’s mouth.

“Well, since I’m already up here… Bea, do you want in or what?” Bea smirks up at her.

“I’ll take my drink with a kiss.” Bea smiles as Chloe’s cheeks pinken as she descends the ladder.

“Normally, I’d say like, ‘Ew, never in a million years’ but it is the spirit of Bacon-alia after all…” she takes a big swig and then pulls Bea to her mouth.

“You’re so cute.” Bea meets her lips, hands settling on her hips pulling her flush against her. Bea tastes the sweet and tangy flavor of the drink as Chloe tangles her tongue with her own. Bea nips at Chloe’s bottom lip and she hears her whine as she pulls away her breathing a bit ragged. Bea likes the flushed look of her looking at her lips. Bea purrs at the sight seeing Chloe rub her thighs together. Bea’s fingers dance along Chloe’s sides as she smiles down at her with a heated look on her face.

“Mm, maybe I’ll take another drink.” Chloe only nods.

“...for bacon-alia.” Bea stifles her laugh as Chloe forgets about the champagne to kiss her again. Bea hums as she feels eyes on her. Guess her scent was doing its thing, it tended to be stronger during the full moon.

“Why why why is there that stupid no camera rule.” Michael complains. Bea pulls away from the kiss ignoring Chloe’s little whine as she addresses Micheal.

“Because if it wasn’t secret, it wouldn’t be any fun. Right Chloe?” Chloe only nods. Bea gives her a kiss on the cheek and gives a little wave as she leaves. Bea can feel eyes on her and Bea turns to where she can feel the heated gaze. Poppy’s eyes are narrowed, fist clenched to her side. Bea tilts her head with a mischievous smile and mouths

Wanna play? Poppy seems to huff and then mouths back

Try and find me first. Farmsville. She disappears in the crowd and Bea chuckles. Dramatic isn’t she? Bea lets her wait, Poppy’s frustration at waiting would probably make their meeting all the more sweeter then.

Scoping around for more activities through the night Bea feels a warm hand on her shoulder to see Veronica.

“I was wondering if I’d see you again tonight. I have a proposition for you. You’re free right now, yeah?” Bea thinks.

“I am… doing whatever you are doing.” Veronica smiles and slips her hand into Bea’s who gasps as she pulls Bea into a dimly lit hallway until the music fades.

“Veronica! You sinner! Hand-holding?!” Veronica laughs before going inside a room. Bea’s eyes look at the scene intrigued as Chloe and Poppy are in the middle of a heated make out while Carter, Luis, Liam, Trixie, Micheal, and Tasha are sitting in a circle cheering them on.

Poppy gives Chloe another quick peck on the lips before leaning back with a grin. When she spots Bea an annoyed look crosses her face. Maybe from her taking too long once again.

“What the hell is she doing here? I only said cool people only.”

“Yeah, well, you already got most of them. At least Bea’s hot.” Bea shrugs.

“So what’s happening?” Poppy flicks her hair and responds.

“We’re playing a game of Suck and Blow.”

“Inner circle only of course.” Trixie adds with a smile.

“You know how to play, right Bea?” Luis smiles. Bea smirks.

“Of course I do.” Bea demonstrates while staring directly at Poppy. “Nothin to it.”

“Is anyone else totally not surprised that Bea is an expert at sucking and blowing.” Poppy matches her stare with the small quirk of her lips.

“Ah well if you need any pointers I’d be happy to help.” Bea winks at her, blowing a kiss. The tips of Poppy ears are red. Strike one.

“So? You in? You can sit next to me.” Poppy glares at Veronica, clearly not happy with the sudden interest she had in her.

“I’d love to play, especially if it makes Poppy’s face do that. You jealous, Pop?” Poppy’s lip curls before she shakes it off. Bea squeezes between Veronica and Carter, her shoulder touching either side of theirs.

“Something told me you’d be down.” Bea watches amused as Chloe only gives Michael a peck, then passes it to Poppy, then to Carter who catches it before it could fall and Poppy’s pissed. Bea almost drops the paper as Carter passes it to her trying to hold her laughter. Veronica leans in a slight smirk on her lips and Bea drops it just as she’s in a hair's breadth away from her lips.

“Wow, how clumsy am I?” Bea gives a sly smile as her eyes drop to Veronica’s lips up to her eyes teasingly. Glancing at Poppy who fumes. Strike two.

“Yeah, I bet.” Veronica whispers this against Bea’s lips just before the sweet taste of her cherry lip gloss floods her senses. Veronica catches Bea’s face in her palms, drawing her deeper as her tongue slips between her lips and slides against it.

“Oh, come on.” But Bea ignores Poppy, focusing on Veronica’s fierce and sweet kiss. Bea’s hands slide up her bare thighs as they continue and Bea teasingly sucks on Veronica’s tongue as she breaks away gasping. Bea hums licking her bottom lip and leaning back as Veronica smiles at her.

“Not bad, Bea. Not bad at all.” Bea glances back at Poppy to see her red in the face. Strike three.

“Aww what’s wrong, Pop? Do you want a kiss too? We can redo our halftime show kiss.” Bea crawls across the circle with a cool smirk on her face as she takes a paper between her fingers raising her eyebrow suggestively. “What do you say, Pop?” Poppy scoffs.

“You know I’m not the kind of girl to back down from a challenge.”

“Good. Because I dare you.” Bea lips twitch up as Poppy plucks the paper from her hand and flicks it aside. Poppy puts her hands on either side of her face as she pulls Bea into a kiss. Bea meets her, hands roaming Poppy’s sides. Bea’s hand moves up as they continue to lock lips, fingers grazing the bottom of her bra drawing a small muffled sound from Poppy, Bea hums at that. Bea moves her other hand to her hip giving it a little squeeze that has Poppy gasping enough to let Bea in her mouth, her tongue slipping in to touch her own. Poppy pulls back first breathing hard and Bea wipes her bottom lip of Poppy’s spit with her thumb eyes dark. Poppy looks at her and focuses on her eyes, her cheeks a little red.

“I hate to say it, Bea, but you're incredible with your tongue.”

“I aim to please. But be careful Pop, people might start to think you actually like me.” And like that Poppy snaps from her trance pushing Bea away with a huff which had Bea laughing.

“Whatever, this is getting lame.”

“Awww, I was hoping for another round with Chloe.” Bea turns to Chloe and sees her blush and she winks at her. “Maybe next time.” Poppy looks ready to burst, but that’s exactly what Bea wants. She wasn’t finished yet, not even close.

But Poppy gets up leaving, with everyone else coming along with her. Bea stops Veronica putting a hand on her thigh. She turns to look at Bea and smiles. Poppy stops turning to Veronica.

“Veronica, are you coming or what?”

“Uh I think Bea wanted to talk to me about something.”

“You’re free to join the conversation, Pop. Unless you’d like to talk alone in private?” Poppy’s face turns red as Bea waits for her answer. She slams the door shut behind her and Veronica smirks crawling across the floor over to Bea gaze smoldering, Bea’s is all the same.

“Hungry for something sweet, huh, Bea?”

“Ravenous.” Bea’s eyes glow just a little brighter as they tangle in the bed together.

Bea walks away from the encounter body free of any marks, despite Veronica’s many attempts, she didn’t think Veronica could claim the same. Her beast was sated for now, it would only be a matter of time before it ramped up again. She meets Zoey in the fouyer, who’s looking a little flushed and breathless when she catches up to her.

“I know there's no pics allowed rule at this party, but boy have I painted a mental picture of your antics tonight.” Bea bows with a smile.

“Thank you, thank you, I do my best.” Zoey looks around and gives her the ‘it’s go time’ face.

“‘Kay, Poppy’s officially preoccupied. You remember where her bedroom is right?” Bea cracks her neck from side to side.

“Yep.”

“I’ll keep watch in the hall while you raid her lair. If I see anything sus, I’ll shoot you a text.”

“If you guys have something planned, you’d better do it now.” They both turn to see Taylor looking more anxious than usual. “Poppy’s definitely up to something. She’s been wearing that ‘I know something you don’t smirk’ all night. I-I don’t know what it is, but I did hear a rumor about this Bacchanalia tradition… something they call ‘the human sacrifice’.” Bea tensed eyes narrowed. She hadn’t sensed anything supernatural.

“What does that mean? Was it the dress she sent over? You’d def sacrifice your pride wearing that.” But when they turn back to Taylor she’s already gone.

“Oop and she’s gone. But worry not Zo, I’ll figure it out.”

“And how…?” Bea grinned.

“Secret~. Now, I have to go before she finds out I’m gone.” Bea sniffs and she smiles as she feels a familiar body heat by her elbow and the scent of cherries.

“Oh my god.” Zoey gasps as she sees Veronica. She was littered with love bites, some more prominent than others. They were in areas she could easily cover after this, she wasn’t rude. Bea could see her legs still shaking a bit, and Veronica noticed and gave her a weak shove to her shoulder.

“Look, if you’re trying to sneak around Poppy’s room, you’re gonna need a distraction. She’ll get suspicious if she notices you’re gone.”

“I don’t suppose you're offering yourself for that role…?”

“It's… shockingly nice of you to offer and all, but I saw her splashing around with Ford in the fountain out back, if you know what I mean.” Bea chuckles. Schmoozing it up with her best bro dude after she did her own. Jealousy at its finest.

“Yeah, and I’m telling you. I’ve hooked up with Ford before and if six minutes is all you need…” Bea smiles.

“One, can’t relate,” Veronica smirks. “Two, I need all the help I can get. If she comes back inside…”

“I got you. I’ll make up some random gossip to keep her entertained for a little while.”

“Great! Easy peasy.” Zoey takes hold of her shoulders looking straight in her eyes.

“Get in there and do what you came to do. Whatever it takes. I’ve got your back.”

Bea puffs her chest saluting then sneaking away.

She reaches Poppy’s room fairly easily. Still the same decor and flowery smell. She searches around her nightstand and pauses at the pearlesque vibrator within.

“Hmmm, I should have used this on her that night.” She shakes away the images of Poppy squirming under her breathless and flushed. Focus! She searches the other drawers, finding a lockbox, probably too small for a purse but you never know with her. Bea hummed, she could easily break it open but that would just be rude as well as point out that someone went through it. Into her musings the door opened and Carter appeared.

“What are you doing here?” Bea turns to Carter and smiles.

“Carter! Perfect, where's Poppy’s purse?” Carter looks at her surprised.

“Wow. You really just came right out with it, huh?”

“Yes, I’m in a time crunch, now where?” Carter laughs.

“I’ll do better than that. I’ll give you a hand finding her purse, if you want one.” Bea smiles and fists bumps him.

“You sure dude? Poppy could cancel you like forever.” Carter shakes his head and laughs.

“Let her try. She’s already done everything she can to humiliate me, and I’m still standing. I’ve been wanting the chance to get back at her for a while. Teaming up with you is exactly what I need.”

“Teaming up with me might piss off some of your friends though. You okay with that?”

“Friends… is a strong word. I know there’s a couple of guys who would have my back no matter what… but can I be honest?” Bea nods with a smile.

“Always.”

“It’s like… okay, so I’m new money. Just like you and your friend Zoey, right?” Bea nods waiting for him to continue. “Sometimes I feel like the king of the school, and sometimes I feel like if I wasn’t team captain no one would ever look twice at me. And it doesn’t help that Poppy always treated me like some stupid trophy boyfriend.” He gives a weak laugh and a shy grin. Baby boy. “That’s pretty stupid, right?”

“Not at all, having that kind of pressure on you all the time would be tough for anybody. And if your friends would ditch you if you weren’t the star football player or because you were dating the head bitch then screw them. Quality over quantity.”

“Yeah, you get it! That’s exactly what I mean. Sometimes I think I’d rather be on the outs with Poppy and her whole crew than be treated like the guy who just does one thing. And well, Bea, you seem like the type who sees the other stuff people are about. So if you want my help to take over…” he holds out his hand and Bea clasps it with a grin as they both flex.

“Welcome to the club bud!”

“Thanks for having me.”

“Now! Show me where she hides the goodies!” Bea rubs her hands together and Carter chuckles.

“Gladly. See, whenever she has a party, Poppy stashes her valuables where no one would think to look. I only know where it is because she used to send me upstairs to fetch her purse every five minutes when we were dating. Like a damn lapdog.”

“You must be devastated you’re not together anymore.” Bea jokes, Carter smiles.

“Totally, I’m heartbroken. I don’t know if I’ll ever love again.”

He moves over to the dresser and opens the bottom drawer then shoves the clothes to the side hooking his finger underneath and opening up a secret compartment. Bea blinks, she could use one of these for her own supernatural items.

“Wow…that's pretty genius.”

“Yeah, well, when you’ve got this many secrets, you need to be creative about hiding them.”

Bea cackles and snatches her purse laughing a bit maniacally when her eyes land on a manila folder labeled human sacrifice underneath it. She takes it and opens it, the smile on her face drops and Carter feels a nervous sweat as Bea looks at her own face staring back at her. She briefs over snippets of info about her family, news clippings of an accident that lead to her aunt's death and reports from small town tabloids about a grab for her cash. What the hell was this? She could feel the wolf in her soul growing, anger roiling inside it’s heart.

Bea grits her teeth, fist clenching and unclenching as she feels her blood beginning to boil underneath her skin. Not good. Carter gives her a concerned look.

“Hey, I’ll stall for time, you just grab Zoey and get out of here.” Bea only nods stiffly as he leaves.

Bea sits in silence for a minute before she begins to shake, the wolf's anger clouding her senses. Gripping the manila folder in her hand, Bea’s form shifted, her hands becoming larger, dark fur growing everywhere, teeth growing unnaturally sharper and longer. The wolf controlling the change didn’t care about the consequences of what this commotion would cause, it didn’t care and it definitely had no qualms in breaking things apart no matter who it was.

#queen b #zoey wade #bea hughes #poppy min sinclair #chloe st james #veronica lombardi #poppy x mc

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Until Dawn

A Vamp! Poppy x Werewolf Bea fic

A retelling of Queen B with added story plot

Masterlist

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Chapter XVII

The next day Bea wakes to the sound of pounding on her door, and Bubbie barking at the noise. Bea groans burrowing further into her pillow, closing her eyes once again ignoring it.

"Beatrice Naomi Hughes," Bea's eyes snap open quickly, scrambling to the door as she hears her full name. "If you don't open this door in-" Bea flings the door open, Bubbie darting out as it does.

"I'm up!" Zoey amusedly looks at Bea's bed head, hair sticking up at odd angles.

"Hmm, get ready, we're leaving in an hour." Bea looks at the clock rubbing her eyes sleepily.

"But it's not even 10 yet." Bea looks at Zoey pitifully.

"No babe, you're gonna want to leave after what Poppy just posted." Bea blinks at her. Poppy?

"What about?" Zoey takes out her phone and shows her the video.

"Oh hey! I remember this." Bea smiles as she watches herself on her phone then frowns. "I could have done better." Zoey pinches the bridge of her nose inhaling and exhaling.

"Babe no, just… no. Get dressed. Bubbie is staying with Penelope."

Penelope happily accepted watching Bubbie for the day, already babying her furry nephew. Bea promised her dinner at a later date, thanking her profusely as Zoey pulled her away to the mall.

Bea was left sitting by the center fountain in the shopping center kicking her feet like a kid on time out. She got bored waiting so when saw a vendor guy who had a station of moving cart animal things Bea paid the dude whatever amount. Hopping onto the blue colored wolf, she rode it around cackling maniacally scaring a nearby family. She could hear the song Ridin’ playing in her head as she put her shades on driving around until she stopped with a squeak at Zoey who looked really mad holding two green drinks in her hands.

“I literally left you for five seconds.” Bea chuckles nervously. “Put it back.”

“B-but I paid good money for this!” Bea whines pouting and gives her a sad look, lip trembling. Zoey squints.

“Fine, but after this we’re going.”

“Yus!” Bea cheers and drives around grinning happily as Zoey watches, shaking her head with a sigh but amused smile.

Bea thanks the man after her go-around. She had convinced Zoey to ride with her and then she got kicked off as Zoey took over. Turns out the one thing Zoey wasn’t good at was driving. Either that or Zoey purposefully ran her over every chance she got, but Bea liked to believe the former.

“Now, what did I say when I had the genius idea to take you on this fabulous shopping spree?” Bea pouts as she answers.

“That we’re going to ‘ignore the haters’ and try to forget about my… ‘hella embarrassing and honestly questionable past life choices.’” Zoey pats her head and Bea preens.

“And I mean that with all the love in my heart. Now hold the bags, my arms hurt.” Bea laughs holding the bags easily in one hand.

“Yes dear.” Zoey smiles, handing her one of the smoothies which Bea takes, sniffing it curiously.

Zoey strides away and Bea follows, sipping on her drink. Bea makes a face of disgust as does, looking at her drink. Who the heck mixes vegetables in a smoothie. Bea stares at it for a second longer then shrugs, she’d still drink it though.

They make their way into the Octavia Oliver boutique and Zoey bee lines to the new arrivals just off the Paris fashion week rifling through the racks.

“It’s fine. It’s fine! This will all blow over, and everyone will… maybe not forget, but they’ll get over it!” Bea looks at her amused.

“Are you convincing me or yourself?” But Zoey ignores that and continues on her spiel.

“Do you know that video of Chloe full on snotty crying when Miley and Liam broke up, the second time?”

“...No.”

“Or that video of Carter doing the Cluckin’ Good wing challenge and barfing on Seth Rogen’s shoes?”

“Sick. But no.”

“Exactly. Belvoire is replete with scandal. It’s basically the foundation the school was built on.”

“I get that but like I wasn’t here during those times. And I just wanna talk to whoever put my video of me getting second place instead of first place.” Bea’s smile was chilling. Zoey backs up a bit.

“Whoa, scary energy coming off you right now.”

“I wasn’t in my best game that time.” Bea pouts. Zoey sighs a bit fondly at her.

“I admire that you’re proud of that, Babe. That’s what makes you Beatrice ‘Bad Bitch’ Hughes and one little setback like this isn’t gonna keep you down for long, right?”

“Nah, cause I’m a bad bitch, you can’t kill me!”

“That’s right baby, so can we please focus on what’s actually important here? Like… how bangin’ I would look in that dress, oh my god, hold my smoothie.” Zoey all but shoves her smoothie in Bea’s hands as she dashes over to a satin-lapel tuxedo mini dress. She holds it up to her body, posing and pouting.

“So?” Bea hums.

"Try it on, I need to make sure it hugs all your curves perfectly.”

“Girl, you're so right."

They make their way to the changing area and Bea sits on the leather Ottoman sighing in relief for her knees while Zoey slips into a changing room. Bea’s phone chimes and Zoey calls out to her from her changing room as Bea looks over the email.

“Who is it?”

“It’s Professor Kingsley talking about grading papers and such. She has a fancy gala to go to tonight, so she left the work in my care.”

“But you just finished grading last week! You couldn't even join me in commenting on the looks in Project Runway!" Bea felt a little bad.

"Sorry Zo, I promise I'll watch with you next time.” The curtain suddenly slides open which startles Bea a bit as Zoey stands before her half dressed and absolutely beaming.

“Really?” Bea blushes, caught off guard before coughing and regaining her composure.

“Yeah… but first clothes?” Zoey looks down, noticing her state of undress.

“Oop. Good call.”

A few dresses and suits later Zoey finds this last one as the winner for Bea.

“Do I really need to try on this many clothes for a possible event that hasn’t even been made yet?”

“It’s best to be prepared at all times. Okay, now come out slowly. Really make a meal out of it.”

“Really? This is like...outfit number nine.”

“And if you don’t wear it like it's the first one you tried on, how will I appreciate its ‘wow’ factor.”

“Fine.” Bea walks out wearing a tailored and well fitted burgundy suit and vest over a black button up. She struts out like she’s on a runway, turning side to side giving Zoey all the angles with a straight face before laughing.

“Oh… my god, Beatrice. Seriously. I might cry. This is totally the one.” Zoey fans herself like she's hot and bothered. “I mean damn, even I feel a touch of cardiac arrest coming on.” Bea winks at her before turning to the mirror.

“You don’t think it's too well fit do you?” Bea turns in the mirror and finds that her butt looks really good in them before she drops into a squat and moves side to side.

“Stop! You’ll crease it!” Bea stands back up with a smile after not hearing any rips, yeah this was a good one. Zoey goes to fix and adjust her clothes and moves her hair half up and half down, making sure Bea's neck tattoo was on display before taking her phone out.

“Okay, stand right there. Shoulders relaxed, tilt your chin. Ugh, gorgeous. Okay, look at the camera.” Bea gives Zoey a winning grin before looking into the camera a small smirk at the corner of her lips. Then a buzz sounds on her phone, she checks it to see that Zoey sent her the pics and posted it on Picta. Bea goes over to see heart eyes already pouring in.

“Wow, my jawline looks good.” Bea rubs her face happily.

“Alright, you get changed and I’ll wait for you at the register.” Bea salutes a goofy grin on her face.

“Yes ma’am.”

A while later she emerges changed and quite hungry.

As Bea and Zoey head to the check out Bea spots something from across the way. It captures her attention and she glances at Zoey discreetly then she averts her eyes from it.

“Hey Zo, you should go ahead on home without me. There’s something I just remembered I have to do.” Bea feels bad as Zoey pouts at her.

“Aw, really? We were gonna go home, get drunk, and keep going on our Half Light hate-watch-a-thon. What’s more important than that?” Bea smiles, kissing her cheek.

“Don’t worry I’ll come home in time for that. I just got to buy something for Bubbie.” Zoey squints and observes her and Bea starts to sweat.

“Okay, Bring home dinner on your way back? All we have in the fridge is like nine bottles of champagne and a single avocado.” Bea chuckles and nods.

“I will, promise.” Bea watches and waits till Zoey’s out of her radar before bee lining to the store that caught her attention. “I’d like to get those two matching friendship rings customized please.”

Bea smiles happily having gotten what she wanted, as well as getting some treats for Bubbie at the gourmet treat shop inside. Bea just got out onto the busy street when she spotted Veronica and called out to her to say hello.

“Yo Veronica!” Veronica turns confused but she spots her and squeals rapidly approaching on her phone. She comes up to her wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

“Bea! I’m so glad you’re here! This is the perfect chance to show you the filter I made in your honor.” With a single tap they both have pig ears and snouts as the audio from her video plays. “Isn’t it everything?” Bea makes a few faces at the camera and then giggles.

“It’s a piggy.”

“I know, right? It’s just too cute.” Bea smirks.

“But not cuter than you.” Veronica smirks at her and her eyes light up as more viewers enter and follow.

“See that, everyone. I told you Bea’s got a sense of humor, and a great sense of taste too.” She winks at the camera. “Make sure you follow her! Ta-ta for now, Veronicats!” After she closes the video she turns fully to Bea, her face back to its neutral tone.

“What do you want, Bea?” Bea quirks an eyebrow.

“Just wanted to say hi, though I admit I had been hoping for a chance to get closer to you since I saw you at the party. And now that I am, I admit I like what I see.”

“As much as I love attention, and trust me, there’s nothing I love more than attention… we really shouldn’t be talking. Poppy might be a bitch, but she can still make my life a living hell.” Her neutral face morphs into a smirk. “But maybe I can give you my snap and we can continue this conversation in a more… private matter.”

“You don't say?” They exchange snaps and then Veronica’s face goes back to neutral.

“So… is that it? I’m supposed to film a PR video in a couple of hours, and I have to get ready for it.” Bea raises a brow, eyes flicking down her lips then back up to her eyes. Veronica looks amused as she catches her.

“Do you need any help?” Veronica smirks.

“I doubt ‘helping’ is the last thing you want to do with me.” Bea smirks back with a shrug.

“Who knows. But it doesn’t hurt to ask.” Veronica hums.

“TBH, I only wear that crap when I have to for a video. It totally sucks for how much it costs and it makes me breakout like crazy.” Bea tilts her head.

“Then why rep them?” Veronica looks at her like she is looking at a poor naive baby.

“Because they pay so highly.”

“Sounds like you need to vent, it’s pretty cathartic if you ask me… and I know you won’t do that online. So?” Veronica looked at her surprised.

“I…I guess that’s true. Like that time I did a whole rant about what a fraud Jimmy sun is before I had to shoot a tutorial with him. I never posted it of course, but I did feel a hell of a lot better afterwards.” Bea grins.

“Perfect! Let’s let all those bad vibes out so you can focus on the video instead of trying to hold in your grimace talking about it.” They reach the front of an amphora store seeing the brand Veronica is selling. And Veronica visibly shudders.

“Ugh just looking at the display is totally depressing.” Bea laughs, slinging an arm around her and heading inside when she sees a cardboard cut out of Poppy. A smiling Poppy mind you. A rare occurrence, but Bea would blame it on Poppy’s poor sense of humor.

“Well that’s… new.” Veronica stands beside her looking at it as well.

“Yeah. Her parents like, paid or something so she could be the face of the new line or whatever. Guess they put her pics up today. Her face looked like a pepperoni pizza after the shoot, though. She took two weeks off school to quote ‘recover from the flu’.” Bea chuckled.

“Pizza Pizza.”

“Ugh, she doesn’t even have to film any of those stupid PR vids either.” Bea raises a brow.

“So you're saying you're getting your cute face sacrificed and she gets paid for being on cardboard? Wack.” Veronica bumps her shoulder on her’s with a smile.

“She said that this stuff is worse than the knockoff luxxe garbage that Chloe bought on canal street one time.” Bea hums then looks towards all the colorful shades of makeup, then to the cardboard. A grin slowly climbs her face, like the grinch who stole christmas.

“I always say expressing yourself through art is a good way to get out all the pent up frustration.” Bea takes a black colored lipstick and smiles deviously. Veronica shrugs.

“I dunno, it sounds like work. What are you thinking?” Bea draws a large mole on Poppy’s face and looks towards Veronica with a grin. “Shall we?” Veronica smiles.

“I always knew I saw something in you, Hughes.”

They spend a good amount of time putting art over Poppy. With Veronica fully venting it all out. Bea had a bit of her own frustration with Poppy to get out too, and this was better than beating up trees. Soon enough the store clerk came round.

“Hey! What are you two doing.” A security guard was flanking her side.

“Oop, that’s our que.” Bea grabbed Veronica and swiftly pulled her out of the store and far away laughing all the while.

When they got to a safe enough space Bea grinned at her.

“So how do you feel?”

“Better, thanks.” Her eyes take her in observing her and Bea chuckles a bit nervously as to why she’s staring.

“That’s great! I gotta jet, my babies are getting hungry. Maybe we’ll see each other again.” Veronica narrows her eyes at her and then picks at her cuticles.

“Whatever. You won. I’m in.” Bea is confused.

“What are you in?” Veronica rolls her eyes before smirking subtly.

“That possy you’re building. I admit I’m kinda curious, I guess. I’d like to see how things play out for you, Bea.” Bea opens her mouth only to close it then opens it again.

“Uhm ok, cool!” Bea grins. What was she talking about? Maybe she’d ask Zoey when she went back home.

“Things are finally starting to get fun around here.” Veronica hums tapping her phone on her chin then walking away. Bea stands there confused but shrugs as she goes to Spicey’s to get Zoey and herself some dinner. She should head to the grocery store as well for stuff.

That weekend Bea lounges on the couch taking a break from grading papers when she gets a text from Poppy with a picture of an apple tree in front of her dorm room.

Didn't see you around campus today. Bummer I had a little gift delivered to your dorm room.

Bea gets up and opens the door and lo and behold, a little apple tree greets her, already bearing fruit. Bea carries it inside and shuts the door with her foot sitting back on the couch.

Thought you and your little friends might appreciate the snack now that you've been completely eviscerated by yours truly.

Bea looks at the tree and plucks a fruit biting into it. Bea takes a picture of herself with the apple and texts it back.

Thanks for the snacks Pop, we were running low. I knew you still care about me!

Bea snickers as bubbles appear as Poppy prepares her text when something moves in her peripherals. Bea snaps her head to the window to see someone clinging onto it looking in, red eyes widening in surprise before letting go of the window. The window was on the third floor.

“Uh I think the fuck not.” Bea rushes over, opening the window and jumping out. Bea lands on all fours onto the pavement, the vampire hissing and scurrying off. Bea gives chase, her mind focusing on catching the vampire that she believes was watching her. “Get over here!” Bea’s voice comes out in a gravely growl as she can feel her body beginning to shift before bursting. She knocks over trees and kicks up dirt as her form grows. Bea runs on on all fours bounding after the vampire till they reach a secluded area, and Bea lunges at him knocking him flat onto his stomach.

“Who do you work for!” Bea’s voice was harsh, deeper in it’s tone and sounded more like a growl. The vampire only hisses, bucking wildly to try and escape. Bea snarls and picks him up by the back of his neck, slamming him back onto his back snarling in his face. “Who!” a twig snaps and Bea snaps her head up, clawed hand keeping the other one still. Her eyes narrow as the person emerges from the shadows. A man, an older one and familiar. The man bowed, one gloved hand in front of his stomach and the other at his back. He stood straight then, red eyes boring into her own in that same narrowed look.

“I suppose that would be me, wouldn’t it?”

#queen b #bea hughes #zoey wade #veronica lombardi #poppy min sinclair #poppy x mc

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Until Dawn

A Vamp! Poppy x Werewolf Bea fic

A retelling of Queen B with added story plot

Masterlist

Previous chapter

Chapter XI

The weekend comes and she and Zoey head to the field seeing the teams warm up, and early comers already cheering. Bea looks up to see the big screen showing her and Zoey come in and Bea is in an outfit Zoey picked and everyone turns to them. Bea is thankful her body is healed enough to wear it.

“Oh my gosh, you’re so sparkly and adorable.”

“Damn, looking fine, Bea.”

“I am in love with your hair! You’re really pulling it off.”

“Thanks! But save all your adoration for the halftime show.” Bea smiles and they all start chatting about what’s to come when Zoey nudges her side.

“Well, hello professor dreamy.”

Bea looks to where Zoey points, and spots Kingsley at the top row of the bleachers looking exceptionally proper, arms crossed and back ramrod straight. Since becoming her TA Bea would say she has made wonderful progress in getting to know her… she thinks.

“Wow just watching her sit like that’s making my back hurt. How does she do it?” Bea tries to imitate her posture and she hears her back crack.

"Ow."

“Why don’t you go up there and find out.” Zoey shoves her enough to send her stumbling up the steps toward Kingsley. Bea gives her a betrayed look from her shoulder, it was one thing talking when working but talking off work hours was out of her depth. As Bea nears she sees Kingsley's eyes practically bulge out as she takes in Bea’s new outfit. Probably not as professional as she was used to from her.

“Beatrice… you look,” she stumbles before clearing her throat. “Very spirited, Did you manage to grade those quizzes I asked you for?”

“Grades? Bor-ing. Professor, we're at a football game! Get your head out of the classroom.” Bea sits beside her and Kingsley's leg starts jiggling. Her nervousness wafts over to Bea who also starts to fidget. “Didn’t know you were a football fan, is school spirit a part of the curriculum because if so, you’re missing the jersey.”

“Am I? How silly of me. My cover as a football fan is already blown.” Bea laughs.

“Oof, your enthusiasm is overwhelming. What are you even doing here then?”

I’ll admit I’d rather be at bindings, but as a Professor, I find it important to show school spirit." Bea tries to remember why the name sounds familiar.

“Oh that book store down in Soho?” Kingsley smiles in surprise.

"Oh you know it too?" Bea smiles at her but shakes her head no

"I passed by it when I was sightseeing during my first week here. I haven't been inside but it looks cozy from the window though." Kingsley smiles.

“It is… there's as many books as the eyes can see.” Bea indulges her.

“Riveting.”

“I’d think you’d be more interested in anthropology, what with how eager you were to work as my TA.” Bea inwardly grimaces, knowing that she was using the position as a cover to get the heat from the dean off her back.

“I take my role as a Belvoire student extremely seriously, and I believe I can elevate my academics even more as your TA.” Kingsley cocks an eyebrow and Bea just smiles confused by the look.

“Oh really, and did you or did you not greet me a few minutes ago with the words ‘Grades? Bor-ing’.” Bea freezes like a toddler caught in a cookie jar.

“I… uh… was experiencing a lapse of judgement? I love grades. Especially in the A variety.” Kingsley chuckles when a voice interrupts them.

“Oh, Ina, there you are!” Kingsley turns from Bea to look behind ner. Bea watches as Kkngsley tenses as a woman approaches.

“Lexi? How, er… nice to see you. Um… why are you here?” Bea leans back and just watches with interest until unease fills her as Lexi struts up the steps towards them. The feeling of fire ants crawling on her skin starts as Lexi gets closer and closer.

“Oh, you joker. I emailed you that I’d be coming months ago, right after you said you make a point in coming to the homecoming game. I am so sorry for being late, Ina. Oh and you’re with Beatrice Hughes.” Bea gives a polite smile, but her eyes are searching, trying to find the source of her unease.

“I prefer Bea, but how do you know me if you don’t mind me asking?” Her eyes take Bea in a hint of respect.

“I had brunch with Marguerite the other day. She said her new assistant, Penelope Dogwood, speaks very highly of you.”

“Aww that cutie. She’s a good friend of mine, she's a good mentor too. Couldn’t have gotten a TA position without her.” Lexi’s eyes then dart between them and it narrows shrewdly.

“And you know Ina, do you? How did you two make each other’s acquaintance?”

“Beatrice is my TA.” bea nods with a smile.

“I see. How interesting.” Bea just blinks. Lexi then moved to place a hand on Ina’s shoulder while leaning over. Sheesh. Bea stills as she feels her skin burn as the woman steps closer, Bea eyesbrows furrow and her eyes land on a necklace dangling from Lexi's neck with narrowed eyes.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Beatrice. I haven’t introduced myself!” Bea’s eyes snap up to Lexi who pauses. A hint a fear flashes in Lexi’s eyes but is gone when Bea blinks few times and smiles.

“Oh don’t worry I can figure this out. You must be Lexi Montgomery, love the hair. I’ve read your profile in one of Professor Kingsley’s anthropology magazines. Your makeover looks great.” Penelope had made very sure Bea knew everyone in the anthropology department when she booked thjs job, wether it be from articles or just what she knew.

“Thank you, darling. I just got it done in a little place on fifth.” Bea smiles tight. Her skin was really starting to itch the closer she got with that. Bea leg bounces and her eyes remain on the necklace around Lexi’s neck fidgeting in her seat.

“I’m sure Beatrice has some of her little friends to hang out with, don’t you Beatrice?” Bea’s eyes once more snap up to Lexi’s. She sees Kingsley eye her in concern in her peripherals.

“Beatrice are you alright?” Bea feels sweat on her brow, hands clenching. She feels a hand on her arm and she jerks away, almost stumbling out of her seat as she gets up.

“Actually professor you guys catch up, I’m feeling a bit sick.” Bea doesn’t even turn back as she all but vaults over a few chairs away from them, far away from them. Bea staggers somewhere away from the stadium, away from the loud cheering and the popping of popcorn at the concession stands walking to the empty quad. Bea sits herself on the ground by a shaded tree slapping her cheeks, and letting out a harsh breath as she feels a small cut to her cheeks. She looks at her hands, claws forming and hair growing on her arms.

“Come on Bea, keep it together.” Bea takes a few calming breaths and thinks about baking ingredients till all she was thinking about was what to bake later on. It works, her nails recede back to a normal size as does the hair on her arms. Bea lets out a sigh and slumps back onto the tree and just closes her eyes, a nap would do her good.

"Now this is a welcome sight to see, finally bowing down to the true queen Newbee?" Bea startles and looks up in alarm. Poppy stands there looking down at her with an unreadable look on her face. Bea stands and looks her over, not a hair on her head looked harmed. She didn't smell of blood, in fact she didn't smell like anything. Unknown to her, Poppy was looking her over as well, eyes lingering by her shoulder.

"Not a chance pinky." Poppy scoffs but her eyes are furrowed, and she looks confused. Bea follows her gaze and tenses. "What?" Poppy's eyes snap back to Bea.

"How was the hospital." Bea blinks, then narrows her eyes.

"How'd you know about that." Poppy flicks her wrist like its no big deal.

"I have my… sources."

"Did your sources take me to the hospital?" Poppy stonewalls at her question inspecting her nails. "Because I don't remember walking there." Poppy pauses and tilts her head up to looks at her.

"And what do you remember?" Bea pauses.

"I was… attacked last night." Bea could hear as Poppy grit her teeth, before she took a calming breath.

"By what." Bea fidgets under her intense gaze, and clamps onto the bite on her shoulder bringing Poppy's attention to it too.

"I… don't know." Poppy's brows furrow and she swallows thickly, staring at where Bea was holding her shoulder like she knows something before she tears her eyes away. Bea notices the action but stays quiet, not knowing if she should speak on the matter given the circumstances.

"Thanks." Poppy looks at her incredulously.

"What for?"

"For checking in on me." Poppy scoffs then smirks at her.

"Please, I couldn't care less if you were wiped from the face of the earth. At most, you're a new challenge for me to overcome, and I never lose when it comes to that." Bea chuckles at her confidence.

"Well see about that at the rally today." Poppy's eyes narrow.

A buzz from Bea's phone pauses both of them. Bea takes her phone out and looks at the caller to see Zoey.

“Zo, where are-”

“Get to the props, stat. Everything’s ruined!” Bea frowns at the distress in Zoey’s tone,

“I’ll meet you there in a sec.”

Bea looks to Poppy who just flicks her head for her to leave. Bea sprints off heading to where she feels Zoey’s sadness but she glances back to see Poppy still watching her before leaving.

#queen b #poppy min sinclair #bea hughes #zoey wade #poppy x mc #ina kingsley

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