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Hiya, could you write a cordelia × reader fic where reader and Delia get into a pretty heated argument about something? I love your multi character fics too so maybe billie and mina could be added but that's entirely up to you <3 thank you for writing all these amazing fics btw!🖤
Cordelia Goode x Wilhemina Venable x Billie Dean Howard x Reader- In the name of love
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A/N: I'm sorry but this request is soooo good that I had to write it with all of them 🙇🏻‍♀️ I can't lie, I actually struggled a little with this because I hate writing mean Delia but here we are 🤷🏻‍♀️
word count: 6k
tw: cursing, smoking, lots of angst
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@lunaticwhittaker, @billiebeanhoward, @lanawinters-ily, @kenzbro, @minaslittleone, @httpfiftyshadesofgay , @whitelotus00 , @ninaahs , @vintagepaulson , @isle-of-earle , @paulsonsratched , @stepintomyworld , @grilledcheeseandguavajelly , @lucyintheskywithxanax , @fanfics4world , @mymiraclewitch , @hazard-to-myself, @awritersometime , @ohrwurm26 , @wastdstime
If you had to describe the atmosphere within the academy and living in it's secure walls, you would opt for peaceful, a blend of calm and bustling energy. With witches coming and going it often varies, periods of utter quiet at the coven with older witches just passing through and younger witches bringing life back to the white walls. The air was always filled with the hum of spells being cast and the aroma of various potions brewing. The environment was comfortable, cozy even as Cordelia always made sure to take the girls personalities and interests in consideration when redecorating or purchasing some new things for the academy.
And since living at the academy, it had always been your safe space, finding your family there, the girls who you belonged with, who understood you and of course there are your girls. You had been by their side for a very long time now, the four of you completing each other, knowing each others needs and thoughts without any magic or words involved. Each of you had a quiet love and understanding and so your life together was simple and peaceful. And despite the same routines by now, the four of you always did something different in your free time with each other, date nights and your shared weekends always a priority.
Living at the academy, including teaching there alongside Cordelia and some of the witches part of the council, you sometimes lost your connection to the outside world, as it carried on with it's usual rhythm. And sometimes you had to make sure you take some time for yourself, going for a walk, hearing the birds chirp in the trees, or walking to the markets as a gentle breeze rustles through the air. The sound of traffic, usually distant, and people going about their daily lives. Wilhemina and Billie didn't know the feeling, of course living at the academy but working outside of it and regularly leaving the house daily to get on about their tasks.
And maybe that's the reason why things had escalated and turned the way they did lately, maybe you hadn't left the academy in too long, maybe you needed that walk and distance from your home, as everything in the academy felt too familiar, too crowded. The past weeks had been incredibly busy as a wave of students joined, unfortunately some in the middle of puberty, causing for the supreme and you to have many sleepless nights, trying to figure out how to provide a home for them and how to make them reach their full potential. And despite two very uncooperative witches having to leave and go to a different academy not that long ago, the academy finally returning to a sense of normality and calm, it felt the same. The air definitely lingered with the opposite of calm, even Billie and Wilhemina being able to feel the tension between their girlfriends.
Billie was often in her own little word, worrying and thinking about things that Wilhemina would certainly make fun of and entertain herself with. The medium often worried about whether the viewers of her show are satisfied with the latest season, how to get access to a drop of her favourite designer, how to fit in a manicure appointment this week. But beneath all of that, her work often lingered on her mind, the ghosts and hauntings certainly never fully gone as they often kept her awake at night or awoke her after a terrible nightmare. And of course through it all, the three of you would always be by Billie's side, taking turns of shushing her back to sleep when working on an especially tough case. And in return, Billie showered you three in her love and adoration, her love language definitely showering you in gifts. And it really was something for the medium to notice this tension and to actually worry about it, usually brushing it off with her ,,everything will be okay and sort itself out'' attitude.
However it had worried her so much that she even consulted in her other girlfriend, Wilhemina as she had called her in her lunch break today as the weekend finally approached. And despite the redhead trying to brush off the whole thing and calming Billie down, Mina had also noticed it. Now, Wilhemina Venable was many things but definitely perceptive. She noticed everything, any shift, whether that being in someone's behaviour, or the atmosphere when stepping into a room. She had noticed how your smile had faded lately, how you seemed nervous and anxious around Cordelia, despite usually feeling safe with her, often finding you sitting on the blondes lap or playing with her hair while you look up at her with so much love. And Wilhemina wasn't sure what had happened, assuming it was the stress of it all, noticing how you had done so much for the supreme in the past, teaching mainly all of her classes at this point, still spending hours in her office and helping around daily, sometimes tidying after the witches for hours.
And she had also noticed how you did all of this on top of everything else you continued to do. Whether that being cooking, taking care of the household, washing, helping Billie with social media for her show, often offering to accompany Wilhemina to appointments or pick up her medication. And she had also noticed how Cordelia wasn't repaying you for any of it, no words of appreciation exchanged, no relief for you taking so much off her plate, how she often hid away in her office until the late hours of the night. How you and her both had tried to coax her out of it so many times without success. Often finding you asleep on the sofa in Cordelia's office in the early morning hours, Cordelia still working away and barely acknowledging anyones existence, as you eventually passed out, sleep washing over you. But remaining in a curled up position on the uncomfortable sofa, simply to stay and be close to her. And the whole thing had been worrying, Wilhemina wondering how she could possibly fix this, opting to talk to the supreme but not getting the slightest chance lately as she was always running around, taking care of something.
Just yesterday she opted for speaking to you again, as you always made time for them, certainly your Mina. She had asked you what was going on, why you seemed so sad, if all of this pressure was stressing you out but Wilhemina knew that you were quite like her, often hiding behind those walls that you had built up in order to protect yourself and so she really couldn't coax out anything.
And as the day progresses, the air growing heavy with anticipation and unspoken words, a silent tension hangs over the coven, its surroundings and certainly the supreme and you. It feels as if the very atmosphere is holding it's breath, despite all of the witches being finally home for the weekend which usually meant the four of you could relax. However as you finally wrap up for the day, having cleaned the greenhouse, checked the girls rooms and making sure everything was in order, making all the necessary dinner preparations and at last bringing the supreme some tea as she carries on working on her laptop, barely acknowledging your existence and muttering a quick ,,Thank you sweetheart'', you couldn't take it anymore. And so you hastily reached for your keys, throwing on a jacket and leaving through the front door, the cold air feeling like freedom as you exit the academy, ready for your ,,away from the academy'' walk.
However, fate was of course always a factor, as Billie and Wilhemina return home at the same time, Billie waving almost ridiculously after parking her car next to the redhead, Wilhemina chuckling lowly at her antics. And as they exit their cars, greeting each other after a long day of working, they are startled when the front door bangs shut, you having no intention of doing so but the headphones you are wearing cancelling out all outside noises, as music fills your ears, closing your eyes to really breathe and let your frustration go. They watch in confusion as you almost brush past them, too frustrated to even notice them at first. ,,Little one?'' Wilhemina tries but you couldn't hear them, however your magic quickly alerted you, trying hard to force a smile as you take in their features. Wilhemina plastered in purple as usual and looking ethereal, Billie in business casual and looking attractive as ever.
,,Hey babydoll'' Billie greets you, kissing your cheek as you stand there a little awkwardly. ,,Where are you going?'' Wilhemina asks, almost curiously as you bite your lip a little anxiously, not wanting them to really know about this, not wanting to ruin their day as well. ,,Just on a walk'' you exclaim with your best smile, hoping they couldn't see through this. But they did and when Billie glances at Wilhemina, their concerned eyes locking, you almost sigh in frustration. ,,Would you like us or either of us to keep you company?'' Billie asks, using her best puppy eyes but you politely decline by shaking your head, remaining your friendly self. ,,No thank you, you two relax, I'll be back in just a little while'' you reassure as they again exchange glances but eventually accept your statement. ,,Dinner is pretty much all done, I'll just heat it up when I'm back'' you mutter before leaving and as they stand there, almost frozen in their spot, Billie glances at Wilhemina almost with a ,,I told you something was up'' look, this also being all the confirmation the redhead needed.
And as you finally find yourself out of reach from the academy, you almost feel like screaming or running, anything to let out your anger and emotions but you simply walk your usual round as you blast the music a little louder, drawing out the thoughts and giving you an odd sense of calm. Meanwhile, your girlfriends had entered the academy, noticing how unusually quiet it was, how everything was of course spotless for them again and then something snaps within Wilhemina as she without warning ascends the stairs, leaving behind a confused Billie, who quickly follows, the tapping of her heels matching the urgency of her girlfriends cane taps echoing through the academy. She had thought about confronting Cordelia for some time now and she struggled with a war of protectiveness over you all, having an odd amount of it with you, wanting to keep you away from harm but also not wanting any harm towards Cordelia. But she couldn't shake the nagging feeling that the supreme was the cause for all of this, blinded by her work, tasks and responsibilities.
,,Darling, what's wrong?'' Billie pathetically tries as she fails at keeping up with the redhead who simply bursts through the supremes office, not caring about knocking. And Cordelia simply types away, not needing to glance up to know who was standing in front of her. ,,Hey you two, how was your day?'' she asks, almost absentmindedly, her voice remaining the usual gentleness but the kindness nowhere to be found in her eyes that usually sparkle with it. ,,Not great'' Wilhemina exclaims almost too calmly, not remotely matching her inner turmoil, wanting to test how focused the supreme really was in their conversation. ,,Why is that darling?'' she questions, still not glancing up at either of them as Billie almost hides behind the redhead, not liking the obviously growing tension.
,,Well let's see Cordelia, Billie here for one has been anxiously calling and messaging me all day because something doesn't seem quite right'' she begins, her voice filled with venom ,,Then there is the fact that we just saw Y/N leave to go on a walk and the sadness and disappointment in her eyes almost made me want to slap the person who caused for that in our little ones features'' she carries on, Billie a shivering mess behind her as the supreme finally looks up, watching the scene unfold before her. ,,Now, I can't do that though because I have a feeling that, that person is you'' Wilhemina begins throwing punches with her words at this point, worked up and the last weeks of pain and worry finally catching up with her, leaving the blonde at a loss of words.
,,Do you not see what she does? how she has taken over all of your classes, how she does everything around here? how she is so exhausted that she falls asleep on that sofa over there, hoping you would give her some attention?'' and with those words the redhead finishes, not an ounce of regret in her features, despite her eyes pleading with Cordelia to finally wake up. Billie remains silent, not remotely having noticed half of the things that Wilhemina had said but slowly understanding and getting the full picture. And Cordelia simply stares at her, a lump forming in her throat causing for the words to get caught there, fighting back the tears that are about to spill but she knows how to compose herself.
The room fills with silence and Wilhemina is quick to turn on her heels, her cane angrily tapping against the wooden floor before making her way back downstairs, breathing heavily as she tries to calm her inner storm, having lost her inner battle of protectiveness around you and letting it all out on the supreme as a result. Billie remains frozen, her jaw dropped, in disbelief of the words that were just exchanged. ,,Delia?'' she tries as the supreme had averted her gaze a while ago and slowly the blonde draws her eyes back to her. ,,Do you want to talk about it?'' Billie tries, a little unsure what to actually say and who's side to pick here. And as Cordelia forces a smile and shakes her head, she takes it as a signal to let them cool off, quickly walking back to the kitchen to finish dinner, wanting to take something off your plate and hoping it could somehow fix the tension that lingered so heavily in the air.
To her surprise however, Wilhemina had already begun, assuming she would retreat to her office, but the redhead seems composed, despite her hands shaking and Billie could tell this weighed on her. ,,Let me'' she tries, reaching for some plates on one of the higher shelves and helping the redhead set the table, quickly heating up the food that you had prepared. Several minutes pass, the two of them sitting by the table at first, waiting for the food to heat up, hoping you would return soon before Billie sneaks away for a cigarette. And as she returns, she finds you entering the academy, as you abandon the jacket and headphones, your features seeming a lot less tense as you had no idea of the confrontation that unfolded in your absence. ,,Hi babydoll, you okay?'' Billie questions as she presses a kiss to your forehead, Wilhemina startled by your sudden appearance.
And then as the three of you take a seat, Billie trying to cheer the mood a little by talking about her day and asking about both of yours, Cordelia suddenly appears, her features neutral, looking as beautiful as ever, despite her eyes portraying a hint of exhaustion. Billie breathes out in relief, thinking and hoping that all was well now, that maybe Wilheminas outburst made the supreme realise and your walk calming you down enough so you could enjoy the evening and each others company. As you glance at Cordelia, you try and figure out what made her come downstairs, after earlier assuming she would stay in her office. However as you notice the odd tension, Wilhemina's silence and avoidance towards the supreme, Billie being unusual nice and chatty, almost as if trying to cover up something and Cordelia seeming oddly calm, you know you must have missed something and after taking some bites of the food, you clear your throat.
,,Is everything alright?'' you ask, almost a little anxiously as you glance between your girlfriends, Billie beaming at you but you could tell it's fake, Wilhemina simply staring at her food and not touching it before Cordelia's eyes find yours, before speaking. ,,I don't know Y/N, is everything alright?'' she speaks, so utterly calm but you could feel the rage given that she used your name and not one of the usual pet names plus the obvious irony. And as you hesitate, she speaks again, Wilheminas eyes snapping towards the blonde, ready to jump at her and protect you if necessary. ,,Because I have heard that things aren't quite alright'' she adds, the room filling with silence as she waits for you to speak. But given you have no clue what's going on, you simply take a deep breath, trying to collect your thoughts and calm down, trying to keep your frustration at bay.
,,So tell me, is everything alright, hm?'' she again almost mockingly questions, Billie dropping her fork in frustration as Wilhemina bangs her cane on the floor, startling both you and the medium. ,,Or could you explain me why you go running to them about how I don't pay you enough attention, how you are so exhausted from doing everything around here'' Cordelia carries on and your eyebrows furrow then as you meet Billie and Wilhemina's gazes, not remotely understanding what was happening as you didn't talk to either of them. ,,Enough Cordelia'' Wilhemina warns, her hand gripped so tightly around her cane that Billie worries it may just snap.
,,But tell me who does everything around here? who is the fucking supreme?'' she snaps, Billie shaking and shivering in her spot at the sudden raising of her voice, never usually expecting Cordelia to lose her temper, especially not with either of you but again specifically you. And then something within you snaps, the last straw of patience that you had held on for so long, your love for the blonde and patience and understanding and compassion finally leaving you as a wave of anger washes over you, almost drowning you in it's intensity. Your chair scrapes against the wooden floor, making a horrendous noise, as your fists slam against the table, causing for all three of them to jolt.
And then as the words spill out of you, you lose control over your magic as the room is spinning, legs shaking, the lights suddenly flickering which never happened with you before. ,,You are the fucking supreme Cordelia but you are also supposed to be my- our fucking girlfriend'' you try hard to at least keep your voice at bay. ,,I have given you my everything for years now, spending every single second working for you and this academy'' you admit, Wilhemina almost a little turned on by the sudden outburst if it wasn't for the seriousness of the situation, never seeing you like this before. ,,I have given my entire life to you, all the minutes and hours of every single day to make sure you succeed and your academy thrives'' you cry now, tears flowing freely from your eyes. ,,And I get it, it's stressful being the supreme, it's a horrible burden and weight but I and we have tried to be there for you for the longest time now but you have changed Delia'' you try pleading then, hoping she would maybe snap out of it. And the other two check the supremes features then but there isn't an ounce of what you are hoping for and so you take a deep breath, regaining control of your emotions and magic again. ,,And to be honest I can't do it anymore, I'm sorry'' and with those words you leave.
And as you leave, banging the small door leading from the kitchen to the garden shut, three set of brown eyes follow you. Wilhemina's eyes filled with pain but at the same time a hint of pride as she never took you for one to speak up, especially not towards them or Cordelia of all people, considering she was after all your supreme. Billie's worried eyes follow you, unsure what your last statement meant and what this would mean for your relationship, regretting the poly aspect of it a little as she felt utterly torn as of right now. And at last there is Cordelia, lost in her own world as your words keep repeating in her mind, unable to even look at you walking away, as the waves of the past few weeks finally crash down on her, causing her to sit frozen. It doesn't take long before she leaves, without a single word, without a single glance leaving another blonde and a redhead behind, confused and concerned as ever.
Ascending the stairs, Cordelia is quick to reach her office, banging the door shut as she rubs her temples in frustration. What neither of you had known was that the supreme had been fighting a silent battle for a while, for some reason not finding it within her to confide in either of you, despite trusting you with her whole life. Of course she had noticed every single thing you had been doing for her, basically you the supreme at this point when it comes to the workload. In reality, you had done so much work daily that the only thing left for her to do was go through the occasional applications, typing away whenever any of you were near her but as soon as either of you left, she rubbed her temples in the exact same way, the typing stopping as she couldn't focus on anything, as the only thing on her mind was the worries. Worries about whether she was doing this any justice, whether she might slowly be turning into her mother, what it would be like fading, wondering if you were going to be the next supreme, given your magic and abilities. And it all weighed so heavily on her that she couldn't join you three in bed as the thoughts kept her up at night, that she couldn't look at either of you but especially you. And as she settles onto her chair, she knows that Wilhemina was right with every word, not even cross for her choice of words as it was so so justified and your every word had been so valid too that she worries whether she had driven you away, whether she had ruined everything but she remains frozen, her inner battle having the upper hand for now.
,,Well..'' Billie Dean exclaims, nervously looking up at her girlfriend who's features are so oddly neutral that the medium isn't sure whether she was going to walk away next. But to her surprise, Wilhemina places her free hand on top of the mediums, her eyes enough of a reassurance that this was going to be okay as they lock with her brown ones. ,,We should go after them'' Billie Dean urges, knowing you both needed to cool down but wanting to be of support and Wilhemina nods in agreement, not liking the idea of either of you two doing this on your own, considering the magic aspect and all. ,,Do you have a preference darling?'' Billie asks, questioning who would go after whom. And Wilhemina's preference is certainly you, as she feels both conflicted with surprise, pride but also worry at your outburst but she knew if anyone could finally calm and get the supreme to open up it was her, their chemistry allowing just that. ,,I'll talk to Cordelia, you make sure to calm our little one a little, hm?'' Wilhemina tries softly, being able to tell that the mediums nerves wouldn't cope with the supreme right now.
Billie exhales almost in relief a little before she nods, the two of them abandoning the thought of dinner as Wilhemina makes her way upstairs, Billie making her way outside, following you to the greenhouse, while quickly lighting a cigarette in desperate need for some nicotine. And as Wilhemina knocks gently this time, feeling much calmer than before and knowing the blonde needed gentleness as of right now, she is met with Cordelia's frustration. ,,Busy'' she spits considering locking the door with a flick of her wrist. ,,Darling'' Wilhemina tries as she opens the door gently and taking a look at the supreme who sits in her chair, still rubbing her temples in frustration. ,,Are you going to shout at me again?'' Cordelia questions annoyed as Wilhemina closes the door gently. ,,No darling'' she reassures, a silent promise that she came in peace and wanted nothing more than to fix this. And as Wilhemina calmly takes a seat in front of her, her features much softer now, the anger replaced by concern, giving her girlfriend that one look. That one look that spoke thousands of words, that look that Cordelia would give the redhead whenever she was in bad pain but wouldn't talk about it. And then she finally falters, her chin wobbling as the tears flow freely down her beautiful features as she falls apart in front of her girlfriend, Wilhemina simply remaining silent but her presence giving Cordelia comfort and reassurance.
Meanwhile, Billie had finally made her way to the greenhouse, needing a good minute to finish her cigarette and calm down. ,,Babydoll?'' she tries as she enters, taking in the surroundings and how the usually calm safe space was replaced by almost a dark aura now, assuming that was due to your magic. She watches as you lean against one of the wooden countertops, your fists slammed on it and remaining in that same spot, your eyes closed. Billie simply takes gentle steps towards you, her heels announcing her presence with each step before she wraps her arms around you, leaning her chin on your shoulder. And despite wanting to give you comfort, you shiver into her touch, really not feeling like it, as all you could feel was frustration and anger. Billie being Billie she can tell, so she takes a careful step away, looking at you before speaking softly ,,What can I do baby?'' she whispers but you don't answer, not knowing what to do or say. ,,You didn't mean it did you?'' she asks nervously as she fiddles with her acrylic nails, your statement about not being able to do this still on her mind and what it meant. And despite her not deserving it, you can't help but sigh ,,What do you expect me to do Billie?'' you question, mostly asking this yourself rather than her.
,,What do you mean baby?'' she tries, her eyes now meeting yours as you face her. ,,Don't tell me you hadn't noticed until tonight'' you sigh, pacing a little as you really didn't mean to let it out on here. And the guilt almost drowns Billie then, making her slightly dizzy as it dawns on her that she had noticed, of course she had but she didn't realise the full extend of the situation. And she certainly couldn't deny how much she enjoyed whenever you helped her out with things or simply kept her company, knowing how everything lately had been so demanding. Her eyes close in frustration and sadness at herself as she notices a shift in the room, her eyes opening again. ,,What are you doing?'' she asks as she notices you contemplating something, fighting an inner battle whether to leave or stay. ,,I can't do this Billie'' you admit, rather leaving than causing her any more pain in this moment. ,,No No babydoll please'' she begs, stepping forward to physically stop you from leaving. ,,Billie don't'' you warn, your eyes pleading with her. ,,I'm not letting you walk away'' she announces, crossing her arms in front of her chest. ,,I'm happy to give you some space but please stay'' she begs and maybe it was due to how adorable she looked then or how bad you felt but you agree.
After Billie leaves, opting to make herself useful and clean some dishes and sort the kitchen, you decide to do some more pacing, trying to compose yourself. And in the meantime Cordelia had completely fallen apart, sharing every worry, every fear and every thought with her girlfriend. And Wilhemina listened intently, finally being the shoulder to cry on that she had always been for the blonde and said blonde finally allowing just that. And then as she finished, Wilhemina didn't really say all that much, as they share a silent understanding, Cordelia confessing how badly she had treated you, Wilhemina noticing herself how even she had a small play in it, not stopping this sooner and simply letting you carry this burden all alone despite noticing it a while ago. And composed and gentle as ever, she simply ask whether the blonde felt ready to talk to you, but Cordelia now in a clear state of mind again, asked for a little more time, which Wilhemina was more than happy to give.
Despite the echoing of a cane announcing the redheads presence in the kitchen moments later, Billie is so lost in her thoughts that she doesn't notice Wilhemina hovering nearby, chuckling lowly at the scene in front of her, Billie absentmindedly washing dishes, wearing some pink rubber gloves. ,,Let me guess, nails?'' Wilhemina questions, startling the medium as she simply nods, her cheeks glowing red even in the slightest bit. ,,How did it go?'' Billie asks nervously, before Wilhemina simply smiles ,,All fine darling, how did it go with our little one?'' and then the blonde averts her gaze, remembering your words. ,,Not so well'' she admits, sighing in frustration before filling the redhead in.
And so moments later, your peace is again interrupted when Wilhemina makes an appearance, simply scanning your features before exclaiming ,,Well that was quite the performance wasn't it?'' hoping this could coax you out of it. And as you turn around, thinking hard about what to reply, you see the concern and worry in her eyes, despite the slightest smirk playing on her lip, making you feel guilty how this had burdened both of them, despite it not being their fight to fight or their argument to solve. ,,Little one listen'' she begins, speaking so softly that you obey immediately. ,,I know you are angry and you have every reason to be'' her eyes meeting yours as she speaks ,,I agree Billie and I have played a part in this and we are sorry and so is Cordelia but you can't let this break you like this''. And there is something so painful about her words, the fact how really this evening you had been so alike Wilhemina and how she didn't judge you for it, how she was giving you advice. And to some it may seem hypocritical given the circumstances but you appreciated it so much and it touched you so deeply that it causes you to finally falter, similar to Cordelia moments before.
And despite wanting to stay strong and composed, like your Mina would mostly do, your face crumbles as tears forms in your eyes and in response you turn around, not wanting to be this pathetic and weak but your Mina is having none of that, quick to walk over to you and position herself right in front of you, so she can get a good look at you ,,Come here'' she ushers, pulling you closer and you fall apart then in her arms, similar to the way Cordelia had fallen apart moments before. And it really doesn't take long until your Mina has you smiling and chuckling again, as she whispers just how attractive your outburst really was and how she needed you to see Billie cleaning dishes with some rubber gloves. And so forgetting about it all for now, you follow your girlfriend, as she leads you to the kitchen where indeed the medium stands, still attempting to clean the dishes and not break her nails. And as you glance at Wilhemina, who simply stands composed and graceful as ever but giving you that one look, you can't help bursting out in laughter, Billie startled by your sudden appearance.
,,What's so funny?'' she asks, flipping her hair in a total unnecessary but adorable way. ,,You, silly Billie'' you chuckle before walking over to her and pressing a kiss to her cheeks, having to balance on your tip toes to do just that. And with a quick motion, you rid her of the rubber gloves, quickly finishing the last few dishes for her. Billie leans against the counter next to you, scanning your features and how you seem a lot calmer. And as your eyes meet hers, they plead for forgiveness and that she got caught in this and with a warm smile, the medium accepts your apology. The three of you feel a sense of calm settle over the quiet kitchen, however when Cordelia joins you three, the anxiety returns, unsure what was going to happen. As you meet Cordelia's gaze, you can tell Wilhemina had managed to calm her down enough to have a conversation about this, however you can sense that she was still agitated a little bit.
,,Are you here to shout at me again?'' the words practically blurt out of you as you finish cleaning the last few dishes, scolding yourself internally but still hurt at Cordelia's choice of words and actions lately. And Wilhemina's eyebrows raise then, giving you a disapproving glance as she internally thinks how alike you and the supreme truly were deep down. Billie's eyes travel between you and Cordelia, occasionally meeting Wilhemina's and pleading with her. ,,No god dammit'' the blonde suddenly begins, stomping her foot on the floor as a result of her frustration. ,,I came here to apologise'' she quickly adds, not being able to see you be upset with her, despite it being for all the right reasons. Before you can reply, Billie surprisingly steps forward, fighting back her own anxiety before speaking ,,Then stop acting like children, sit down and let's talk about it''. Her statement takes you three, especially Wilhemina by surprise who was about to say the same thing.
And so the next hour is spent in the dimly lit kitchen as the sun had set long ago, Cordelia apologising to you three, opening up about some of the things she had struggled with, apologising for taking you for granted and not seeing all of what you had been doing. You all listened intently, acknowledging that you also had a play in this, considering you could have stopped doing all those things, talk to your girlfriend more. And as the night slowly comes towards it's end, Billie leaning into her redhead girlfriend, snuggled up together on the sofa, leaning her head against Wilhemina's safe shoulders, she watches as you are back where you belong, in Cordelia's lap, listening intently to what had been bothering her, how she keeps apologising over and over again and that she never wants you to slip away from them and she watches as you look up at the blonde in that same adoring and loving way and so she knows that things were starting to look okay again.
,,Sweetheart, I promise I will fix this'' Cordelia promises as you meet her eyes, almost in a daze as you had missed being so close to your Delia. ,,You mean the world to me and us'' she promises as she presses a gentle kiss to your nose, causing you to giggle before further melting into her touch.
And for the weeks to follow, Cordelia made sure to balance out the workload, still accepting and grateful for your help but doing her fair share of it again, making sure to take things off your plate and there wasn't a night where she would spent it in her office again, the argument making her realise that her priority had always been you three and she for sure wasn't going to ever risk losing either of you again.
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Part 2..
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°✵.。.✰ 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕦𝕟𝕥 𝕞𝕖, 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕞𝕖 ✰.。.✵°
Tate Langdon x fem!reader
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tags: fluff! super fluff!
warnings: none. no use of y/n.
summary: reader has trouble sleeping due to the hot temperature.
character count: 5k.
full fic under the cut ↓
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
She glanced at the old-fashioned clock that sat on her nightstand.
2.25 AM.
Damn it. She snorted and turned in her bed multiple times, rolling on her side to try desperately to get some relief and possibly some sleep too. It was a hot summer night, mid-July. Typical you'd say, but the warmth of that specific night was unbearable. Beads of sweat danced on her skin and fell down into the mattress. She huffed, fed up. She felt trapped in that heated room, her skin fusing with the thin sheets underneath her. She so desperately needed something, but what?
She abruptly got up-which caused her to feel slightly dizzy- and opened her door and window, in hope to get even the slightest chilly and fresh breeze of the night. "Useless" she thought. She walked towards the bed again and plopped onto it. She was now laying in a star position on the bed. Open arms, open legs, and most importantly- open wide eyes, staring at the ceiling waiting for the shadows to clear so that she could get up and live another day. Nothing. The darkness stayed dark. Not a single movement was captured by her eyes. Not a single sound heard. The room was completely silent, the only noise a bit more distinguishable was her breathing. The steady rhythm that caused her chest to rise up and down.
Up and down.
Up and down.
Up and dow-
“You should take a shower. You're all sweaty.”
That unmistakable voice rang through her ears. Tate. Tate Langdon. One of the many ghosts that haunted that hellhole of a house. He was the most annoying one. She could almost hear the shit-eating smirk, that he always had on his stupid face, just by the way he spoke. She hated it. She sighed and plopped on her elbows.
“You should knock on the door before entering. It's common sense, and you might find an unpleasant scene.”
“You left the door open. Anyone could've seen your 'unpleasant scene.' So what's the matter? Can't sleep?”
She rolled her eyes at the rhetorical question he asked. She despised it. That tone in his voice, like he always found everything a stupid thing to joke and be cocky about.
“It's too hot in here. My skin's melting.”
He grinned in his usual teasing way. He was wearing his striped sweater, the sight of it only was making her sweat.
“Sounds fun. Do you need help?” He asked, with that same monotone voice.
“Help with what? Melting?”
“Sleeping.”
Oh. He wanted to help. He wanted to help? Was he stupid or what? Well, yes, anything impossible could be possible in the Murder House, but it's not like he could magically change the temperature and make it all better. Couldn't he?
“And how exactly would you do that?”
She saw the tiniest grin form on his mouth. He gave her a slight chuckle and crawled on the-what used to be his-bed.
“C'mere.”
Pardon? Come where? Did he want her to sit on his lap or something? Uhhhh weird. Super weird. She was confused, sure, but what else could she do? Stick her head in the refrigerator and hope none of the trapped souls would take advantage of her? No, thanks. She rolled her eyes and scooted slightly closer to him.
“So? What's the plan?”
He chuckled.
God, that stupid laugh.
He reached out with his hand to touch her, but before he could do that, she raised her brow and scooted away.
“What the hell are you trying to do?”
“It's gonna make it better...do you trust me?”
“No.”
“That's the only choice you have.”
“...Fine.”
She scooted back to her previous spot next to him and, with a hesitant and unsure expression on her face, she watched his hand come closer and eventually rest on her shoulder.
Cold.
His hand was cold.
Of course it was. He was dead, after all. Why hadn't she thought about this earlier?
She sighed and unconsciously leaned into his touch, closing her eyes at the feeling of relief she was so badly seeking and finally found. He smiled and motioned for her to come closer. She nodded and crawled a bit closer so that she was sitting between his legs and her back was pressed up against his cold chest. His arms wrapped gently around her waist, his cold hand grazing slightly her exposed tummy.
“Better?”
“So much better.”
She sighed contentedly. Finally.
That chilly feeling was something she could've gotten addicted to. This is why a more lucid version of her would've slapped her as soon as she said the following words.
“Thank you.”
She mumbled, drunk off the cold feeling. Even though she couldn't see it, Tate's lips curled in a small smile, and with a deep, caring voice he spoke.
“Anything for you.”
She was obviously sleepy, and her mind had clearly drifted off to better places, so she probably never acknowledged the words that came out of his mouth. Or maybe she did, but she was too stubborn to admit that his stupid smile, his icky laugh, his mocking tone, were starting to grow on her, and she could've possibly gotten used to falling asleep to them. After all, she hated it…how hard loving him was. Tate Langdon, the sweetest ghost in the house, once the mysterious and cocky facade he put on was scraped away.
The last thing she heard was a smacking lips sound due to his frozen lips pressing gently over her forehead. Or maybe she also heard a faint “I love you”. Who knows?
Anything in the Murder House is possible.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
Autor's note: aaaahhhhhh this is the first fic I've ever writtennnnn!!! this took me sooo long. I'm really getting into writing so if you have any ideas or prompts about what I should write next, feel free to suggest! hope you like it, i put my whole self in this (especially with the grammar!!)💙💙
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