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morgana-larkin · 27 days

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a cute prompt [i hope] reader's been teaching at abbott for over a year now, usually commute or in rare occasions, drive in her car, but now, goes to the school riding bicycle saying it reduces carbon footprint, saves her from expenses and as an exercise. But she just really love bikes, Jacob joined with this, next day he arrived at school riding a bike, then Janine and Gregory. Barb, tho was always dropped off by Ger with their car, rode it the bike during break for fun. Abbott staff decided to have a biking get together next weekend, Melissa initially declined but later on agreed because of Jacob's teasing that she's a schemmenti and doesn't know how to ride a bike [unfortunately, it's true] also, she secretly enjoy seeing you biking. They meet up in the park, with their bikes and decided it's time to go around the area. Melissa, embarrassed, said maybe she wouldn't go that far and maybe wait for them. So the crew didn't argue and left, r stayed. When the staff is out of the earshot and sight of the she beamed and said she'll teach Mel how to ride a bike. Melissa, being flustered and a stuttering mess still acted offensive about the *assumption* of her not knowing how to ride. R gave her a look and agreed to teach her. This is long, but I don't know. I feel like I'm always rambling lololol

Anon, ramble all you want. I don’t mind detailed prompts. And honestly when my ADHD meds wear off, I’m like Spotify, where I do the whole playlist and then recommended. Like I literally don’t shut up lol. Tbh they wore off 3 hours ago lol. So I went a little off just a bit, I didn’t make Melissa flustered until she was being taught instead of flustered before. And it was cute, it really was! Anyway, a little smut at the end but it’s really cute and funny. Not edited in the slightest and I hope you like it!

On another note: I’m accepting Melissa Schemmenti, Chessy and Marilyn Thornhill prompts. So send them! I do currently have 9 that I still need to do but I’ll get to all of them!

Side note: for the gif I was literally watching her eat a tomato for 5 minutes…ok I’ll shut up now.

Teaching You

Warnings: 😏, fluff, sweet praise(non sexual praise), small injury part for Mel

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It’s spring time and the weather is finally warm enough for you to bike to work again. You get your helmet on, sling your backpack on and put your coffee mug in the water bottle holder. You unlock your bike from the lock wrapped around your bike and the bike rack in your apartment building and bring your bike outside. You kick up the kickstand and get on your bike, you check your helmet one more time and the little bell on your bike, then you take off.

You have a smile on your face as you’re happily biking to work on the busy Philly streets. You’ve always loved biking, your family are all big on biking and so are you, just something about it that you enjoy. You stop at a red light about a block away from the school and Melissa ends up pulling up to the light as well. You both end up seeing each other and you wave at her with a big smile then the light turns green. Melissa drives off with a smile and a shake of her head.

Once you pull up, you see Melissa parked and leaning on the brick wall of the school next to the bike rack. You pull up near the rack on your bike and get off and lock your bike.

“Hey hon.” She tells you with a smile and you look up at her after locking your bike.

“Hey Mel.” You tell her and then the trio is walking up to the school.

“Y/n did you ride a bike to school?” Jacob asks and you nod. You don’t really want to tell them how much you enjoy riding a bike, afraid they’ll make fun of you. This is your second year at Abbott but no one has seen you ride a bike before.

“Ya I did, it’s great exercise and helps saves the planet a bit.” You tell them and they all smile.

“Great idea.” Jacob tells you and you all walk in together. You and Melissa walk together with the trio trailing along behind you two.

Melissa tells you a joke and you laugh and playfully shove her gently with your shoulder and she does it back to you. The trio behind you smiling at the scene in front of them. You all enter the break and see Barb there on her phone, with Mr Johnson mopping the floor across the room.

“You guys all got here at the same time?” Barb asks all of you.

“More or less.” Melissa says.

“Y/n rode here on a bike this morning.” Janine says and Barb looks at you and smiles.

“Did you, dear?” She says and you nod. “How lovely.” She tells you and you smile.

After school you lock up your classroom, holding your helmet and start to walk out. Melissa ends up locking her classroom when you walk by and she joins you.

“Hey hon.” She tells you as she’s putting her phone in her purse and walking beside you.

“Hey Mel.” You tell her casually.

“So any plans for the weekend?” She asks you and mentally facepalms. It’s Monday, the weekend just happened.

“I don’t know, maybe some plans will come up but at the moment I’m free. You?” You ask her and she’s thankful you didn’t question why she asked you about weekend plans on a Monday.

“Nah, nothing yet.” She says to you and you end up at the bike rack. You put your helmet on and unlock your bike and put the lock in your bag.

“I can’t believe we didn’t know you rode a bike to school and it’s been over a year and a half.” She tells you and you look up at her and smile.

“Well I don’t do it in the winter, you guys just never saw me bike and I don’t really talk about it since it’s normal for me.” You tell her and kick up the kickstand and get on.

“Alright, I’ll see you tomorrow then?” She asks you and you nod.

“Yep, see ya tomorrow.” You tell her and you pedal off. Melissa watches you bike off and she smiles, she already thinks you’re cute, but seeing you happy on a bike warms her heart. She walks to her car with a smile.

The next day it seemed that Jacob decided to also ride a bike to school and you smile as you see him pull up to the rack as you’re locking yours.

“Hey hon, and Jacob.” Melissa says, confused when seeing Jacob as well.

“Hey Mel.” You tell her. “It seems Jacob also decided to bike to school.” You tell her excitedly.

“Well like you said, good exercise and good for the environment.” Jacob says with a shrug.

You all walk in the school, you and Melissa chatting and joking around. When you walk in the break room, Jacob joins Janine and Gregory and Melissa joins Barb. You on the other hand just drop your lunch off and get a coffee then you start to walk off when Melissa stops you.

“Hey hon, why don’t you ever stay?” She asks you and you look at her and realise that they’re all looking at you.

“Oh um, well I guess because you already have your groups of people to hang out with and I don’t want to intrude on that.” You tell her and they all look at you sadly. “It’s alright, I’ll find my own group of people.” You tell them and then walk out before anyone can say anything. Unknown to you, Melissa looks at where you were standing with a shocked and a bit upset face.

You don’t run into anyone after school as one of the parents was late to pick up their kid, apologies flowing out of their mouth and you wave them off saying it’s alright.

The next day it seemed you started a trend as Janine and Gregory also decided to bike to work.

“It’s so much fun to bike!” Janine says excitedly after getting off her bike. You all lock up your bikes and head into the school. You arrive at the break room and you go to put your lunch in the fridge and make your coffee. You go to walk out but Melissa stops you again.

“Hey hon, come sit down here.” She tells you and points to the empty chair at their table. You look at her a bit shocked. Your crush just invited you to sit with her and you blush. You then mentally facepalm as you realise you sound like a high school girl with a crush. You do end up sitting down with her and Barb and you have a nice morning.

At lunch, Barb asks if she can try out one of the bikes for fun. To which you accept and she has a lot of fun biking around the parking lot. All of you are sitting outside having lunch watching Barb bike around.

“Maybe we should get together this weekend and do a little bike ride together.” Janine suggests and you look surprised.

“Really?” You ask her and she nods.

“I’m down.” Jacob says immediately.

“Ya me too.” Gregory says.

“Ya I would love too.” You tell them.

“I wouldn’t mind joining as well.” Barb says and then you all turn to Melissa who’s sitting beside you.

“What?” She asks.

“Do you want to join us on a bike ride together this weekend?” Janine says to her.

“Nah I’m good.” She tells you all.

“Why not?” Jacob asks and she shrugs.

“Cause I don’t wanna.” She tells him.

“Is it because you’re such a tough Schemmenti and you don’t know how?” Jacob says a bit to tease her playfully and doesn’t know that he’s actually right.

“I know how to ride a bike!” She tells him defensively.

“Ok then prove it. Join us this weekend.” He challenges her.

“Fine, what’s the time and place?” She asks and you all settle on Saturday at noon at the park since there’s a lot of bike paths there. You give her a bit of a weird look as she was pretty defensive but you don’t ask her about it.

Melissa keeps watching you bike away after school with a smile on her face.

Saturday at noon, you all show up with your bikes at the park. Melissa is the last to show up.

“Hey hon.” She tells you once she sees you and you turn around to face her with a smile.

“Hey Mel!” You tell her and beam.

“Alright so we should decide on a path and the distance.” Barb says and you all nod and settle on one after a few minutes.

Mel looks a bit worried when you turn to look at her. “You ok?” You ask her and she looks at you, everyone looks over at Melissa as well.

“Ya I’m fine, just I probably shouldn’t go that far. Don’t want to sprain something and then can’t walk for a few days.” She tells them all. “I think I’ll sit this one out.” She tells them and when they go to question her, she gives a glare and they all shut up.

They decide to just bike off without Melissa, except you. You hang back and Melissa looks at you with a quirked eyebrow. You look and see that everyone is just about out of sight and you look back towards Melissa.

“Shouldn’t you be biking alongside them?” She asks while still holding on to the bike.

“Maybe, but I’d rather stay here and help you learn how to ride it.” You tell her with a friendly smile. She looks at you confused.

“I already told all of youse that I know how to ride a bike, I just don’t wanna.” She says defensively again.

“Ok then prove it, use the kickstand.” You tell her and she looks at you confused.

“Kickstand?” She asks and you look at her with a knowing glance and you nod. Melissa looks at her bike, searching for what you could possibly mean.

“Mel…” you tell her and she looks at you as you get off your bike and you kick out the kickstand and let go of your bike. Melissa sees what you do and does the same thing then looks at you with a proud smile. It falls when she sees your face, you’re looking at her a bit sad.

“Did no one teach you how to ride a bike?” You ask her and she looks down at the ground, embarrassed.

“No, they didn’t.” She admits and you walk over to her.

“It’s ok to admit you know, I’m not going to judge you.” You tell her and she looks up at you. “If you want to learn then I can teach you.” You offer again and this time she smiles and accepts. You lock your bike up nearby and then you go back to Melissa. You show her how to sit on it properly and show her how to be when not in motion. Then you tell her how to ride. “It’s mostly about balance, like skating or balancing on one leg.” You tell her. “There’s a reason that the expression ‘just like riding a bike’ is so commonly used for stuff that you know how to do but it’s been awhile. It’s pretty straightforward.” You tell her and then you get off and tell her to try it.

You held on the bike with part of a handle and the seat the whole time so it wouldn’t fall over. Melissa got on just like you showed her and had one foot on the ground while still on the bike when she won’t be in motion just like you showed her and she looked at you for praise with a smile. You gave her a proud smile and a thumbs up and she beamed.

“Now here comes the tricky part, balancing yourself while pedalling. Now I’ll hold on the bike like I’ve been doing and you’re going to pedal ok?” You tell her and she nods. She then blushes when she realises that your hand keeps accidentally touching her butt and missed when you told her to pedal.

“Sorry what?” She asked when she sees you looking at her weirdly.

“I said you can start pedalling.” You tell her and she looks embarrassed then goes to try and start pedalling. She pedals slowly and crookedly and you manage to keep up with her to keep the bike up. “You’re doing it Mel, you’re biking!” You tell her and she has a huge smile. “Do you want me to let go and try and bike by yourself?” You ask and she widens her eyes.

“Uh no, I’m still trying to focus on pedalling and not balance.” She tells you and you smile.

“It’s alright, it’s at your pace.” You tell her without judgement.

You guys take a short break, mostly so you don’t tire yourself out.

“You’re learning it Mel, I bet by the end of today, you’ll be biking circles around all of us.” You tell her and she blushes and looks at the ground with a smile.

Turns out the first time you let go, she noticed how your hand touched hers on the handle and your other hand touched her butt and she lost focus and fell.

You ran to her and luckily she fell on grass. “You ok Mel?” You asked her and she looked embarrassed and had a pout. “Hey it’s ok. Most people fall the first person they try to pedal on their own.” You tell her. “I did.” You say and she looks at you.

“You did?”

“Ya, and I mastered pedalling by then. They took the training wheels off, I go to pedal, and fell right over.” You say with a laugh and she giggles. You then help her up and she blushes at the fact that you’re touching her. You on the other hand think her pink cheeks are embarrassment from falling. “Want to try again?” You ask her and she thinks, your hands still on her.

“I um, I don’t know.” She says, she can’t think properly with your hands on her.

“It’s ok if you don’t want to continue but I don’t want you to get discouraged because you fell on your first attempt.” You tell her genuinely. She decides to give it another try, and on the fifth attempt she was doing it. You were so proud of her. You ran after her and yelling “MELISSA LOOK YOU’RE DOING IT! OMG I’M SO PROUD OF YOU!” You yell as she’s going faster than you’re running. Melissa got flustered that you said you were proud of her and lost focus and fell.

You caught up to her and she fell on the pavement this time and scraped her hands. You kneeled down as soon as you caught up to her and took her hands in yours to inspect them.

“Oh they don’t look too too bad. But I think you should clean it to avoid infections.” You told her and she was looking at you with flushed cheeks. “What?” You asked her and you gently dropped her hands.

“N-nothing.” She said.

“Um ok.” You say confused. “But Melissa you did it! You rode a bike!” You excitedly told her and hugged her and Melissa froze. You pulled away and saw she looked tense. “Oh sorry, I should have asked to hug you. I’m just very proud of you.” You tell her.

“It’s alright, the hug was actually nice. I’m just not used to physical touch.” She says and looks down.

“I’m sorry.” You tell her and she looks up and gives a smile and whispers to you.

“I rode a bike.” She whispers excitedly and you smile.

“Ya you did. How about we go to my place and I can take a look at your hands and clean them. Unless you want to go back to your place and do it.” You said.

“Um, we could, um go back to yours.” She says, stuttering a bit and you nod.

You manage to get both your bikes in her car, somehow. You biked to the park since it’s only 15 minutes of bike riding away from your house. And you get back to your place and bring Melissa to your apartment. You get her to sit on the couch while you get cloths, a bowl of warm water, disinfectant and some bandaids. You bring them all to your coffee table and get her to hold your hands out. Looks like they were bleeding a bit.

You take one of the cloths and dip it in the water and then you wipe the scrapes on her hands. Once the bleeding stopped and the scrapes looked clean, you grabbed the disinfectant. “This might sting a bit.” You tell her and she nods. You put some on a clothe and wiped her hands. She did flinch a bit but other than that she seemed to be alright. You put a couple bandaids on her scrapes, where it was bleeding, and it looked alright. “Alright did you get hurt anywhere else and Melissa looked at you.

“Um nope.” She told you she avoided eye contact.

“Melissa…” You said and gave her a pointed look.

“I’m fine.” She said. You sat up a bit and adjusted your position on the couch so you’re on one knee.

“Melissa, where else does it hurt?” You asked and she crossed her arms and pouted. “Ok, if you’re gonna act like a child then I’ll treat you like one.” You told her and she looked at you and gasped in disbelief. “Either show me where it hurts or I’ll treat you like a child.”

“It’s one of my knees but I can’t roll up my pants to show you.” She tells you and you look at her with a “oh”.

“Well here.” You say and take the blanket on the end of the couch and cover her top part of the legs. You can take your pants off and still keep your modesty.” You tell her and she chuckles, she still takes her pants off and you see blood dripping down her right leg. “We should have made you wear elbow and knee pads.” You tell her and you get on your knees on the floor and get to cleaning her knee. Melissa sees you get on your knees in front of her and some fantasies make their way to her mind and she blushes. You look up and see her flushed face. “You ok?” You ask and she nods.

“Yep.” She says, voice a bit high pitched but you ignore it. You finish up with a bandaid on her knee. Just when she thinks it’s over, it isn’t.

“Oh I almost forgot!” You exclaim and hold your hair where it is, then bend down and give her a kiss on the knee next to where the bandaid is. She felt your lips on her knee and she blushed even more. “A kiss to make it better! Want me to do the same with your hands?” You asked her and she held out her hands. You kissed both of them better and her cheeks have turned from a pink to a red. You look up at her again and see her red cheeks. “Are you sure you’re ok? Are you running a fever?” You ask and feel her forehead with your palm. Oh if only you knew what you do to her. “You feel fine. I hope you’re not embarrassed, cause you don’t have to be.” You tell her and rest your forearms on her legs.

“Ya I’m…fine.” She said and give her a questioning look. “What?” She asked.

“Melissa? Are you hiding something from me?” You ask her and she avoids eye contact. “What are you hiding from me?” You ask her and you get up and bend over to rest your hands on her legs. And Melissa has a perfect view of down your shirt. She really has to focus on where her eyes look right now.” You notice how she stared at you, well more specifically down your shirt and her cheeks got even redder and avoided eye contact even more. You see how she keeps glancing at your hands near her thighs and she doesn’t know what to do. You decide to test a theory and move your hands subtly up her legs, near to that spot in between her legs and her breath hitches and her face feels like it could be on fire. You lean into her more and look at her eyes. “Melissa, something you’re not telling me?” You ask her with a slightly lower pitch voice and she’s breathing deeply right now. Just when you’re about to pull away, she grabs the back of your head and pulls you forward and gives you a kiss.

You’re stunned for a second but then kiss her back and Melissa is stunned. You’re kissing her back? She pulls back and looks at you and you’re smiling at her with soft heart eyes. “Do you like me back?” She asks you and you nod.

“Wait, does that mean you like me?” You ask her and she nods. And before you know it, both of you are surging forward and kissing each other. You end up straddling her lap and she deepens the kiss by slipping her tongue in when you grant access. Her hands roam all over from your chest to your knees. She feels so much of you and yet can’t feel enough of you. She tests the waters and puts her hands under your shirt and feels the skin on the side of your stomach and you don’t stop her. She roams her hands up and you two take a second to breathe before making out again. She continues to move her hands up and feels you smile. So you realise she’s moving her hands up and you’re happy about it. Does that mean she has your approval to unclip your bra? Just as she finishes that thought you unclip your own bra and she smiles. Just as she was about to go and touch your breasts, her phone rings loudly and it startles both of you.

“Hello?” Melissa answers and forgot to see who it was. She’s breathing a bit fast and you can see she’s trying to control it. So of course you decide to be a little shit and dive to her neck. “Oh Barb hi-i” she squeaks the last part out a bit as you decide to suck on her neck.

“Are you ok?” Barb says on the other line.

“Ya I’m fine, why?” Melissa says and tries to get you to stop but ends up holding your hair and letting you continue as it feels good.

“You sound breathless and like something surprised you.” Barb says gently and Melissa can’t think for a second as you removed your shirt and bra at the same time and she just stares. All she can think about is wanting to suck them. You begin grinding her leg and you nod your head to the phone and she suddenly remembered Barb asked her a question.

“Ya I’m fine just ya catching my breath, I ended up biking with y- y/n to her place since it’s like 20 minutes… instead of the-the 2 hour one you wanted to do. We just got back and I’m… catching mmmy breathe.” She stutters throughout the entire sentence as she just feels and sees you grinding her leg and you ended up leaning towards her so your breasts are almost in her face. You were torturing her and she knew it.

“You need to catch your breath after a 20 minute bike ride?” Barb asks and Melissa is really cursing in her head.

You decide to end her torture and grab the phone from her. “Hey Barb it’s y/n.” You say and Melissa decides to grab your breasts with her mouth and you pull the phone away from your mouth enough so that Barb doesn’t hear it.

“Oh hi y/n, is Melissa ok?” Barb asks.

“Mmhhmm.” You say since Melissa is teasing you now. “She’s alright, just she did 20 minutes to my place then 20 minutes back to her ca! Car.” You say as Melissa decides to rub your clit through your underwear and pants. “Ya so she’s fine.” You blurt out and hand the phone back to Melissa.

“Hey Barb, I caught my breath.” And Melissa is still rubbing your clit so you can’t tease her right now. You don’t pay attention to what Barb says and then hear Melissa talk again. “Ok, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” Melissa says then hangs up. “You.

Little. Minx.” She says to you and you smile. She rolls her eyes at you then pulls her hand away from your clit and you whine. She sits up with you still on her, your legs wrapped around her waist and her hand grabbing your ass. She brings you to your bed with you sucking her neck and then drops you on the bed.

“Ah.” You say as she actually dropped you on purpose. She crawls on top of you and leans in to your ear.

“You were a great teacher with me for biking. Now let me show you how I pleasure a woman.” She tells you and you shiver and rub your thighs together. She notices how you react and she smirks, she pulls back and looks at you. “And when I teach, I like for the person to tell me how well I’m doing.” She tells you and then takes her shirt and bra off and then makes you breathless all night.

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milfswriter · 1 year

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Nightshade

Larissa Weems x Vampire!reader

Summary: You almost lose Larissa.

Notes and warning: Marilyn Thornhill (yes she’s a warning by itself), little bitty angst, near-death experience, blood-drinking (i guess?). I’m not proud of this tbh :(.

It’s been a few weeks since your first visit to nevermore. You had gotten to know the young vampires there and basically made friends with them.

You were chatting with Yoko and arguing about which blood type is tastier when Thing, a hand that always accompanied Wednesday Addams tugged on your pants. You tried trading him for Advanced Cello lessons but she wouldn't budge. He gave you the middle finger and you raised your hands in defeat. "No need to be rude".

You looked down to see him obviously anxious by the way he was signing so fast. “Alright calm down what are ya saying?”.

He gave up and told you to follow him, you reluctantly walked behind him as he took you to the greenhouse, the place you dreaded the most around here because of that weird woman.

You saw Larissa there. Laying on the ground, a clear substance came out of her mouth while Wednesday fought off Marilyn. You froze, your knees couldn't hold your weight anymore but you went to grab the shovel on the table and hit Marilyn in the back of the skull, knocking her out before falling on your knees.

“R..Rissa?” She tried so hard to look at you, you wished she didn't because now your undead heart's aching at the way she desperately tried to talk. You didn't know what to do. "W..wh..Draga mea, what happened?" you asked her but Wednesday answered behind you.

"Thornhill injected her with nightshade poison" As soon as she said it, you subconsciously moved her head to the side, piercing her pulse point with your fangs to try and suck the poison out while your tears soaked her neck, her blood soaking yours as you failed to keep your mouth shut while you sobbed.

Your efforts proved fruitful as you began tasting the poison, stopping what you were doing to spit it out next to her before continuing the process as Wednesday tried pulling you off her while the paramedics came in the room with a stretcher and the sheriff with handcuffs ready in his hands and handcuffed Marilyn, who surprisingly began regaining consciousness.

"They're going to help her" Wednesday assured in her usual cold voice and you scoffed. "yeah, as if normies care about us. This here is evidence that we're still at war with them! She trusted her and let her teach outcasts! They're not taking her" you pushed the paramedic off her as he tried to take her pulse.

"Don't touch her!" you growled, your fangs on display as your pale skin somehow reddened with fury.

You felt a soft grip on your hand and looked down to see Larissa nodding with a weak smile. You wiped the saliva out of the corner of her lips with your sleeve and stood up. They took it as a sign to take her.

You hugged your arms to yourself, your tears staining your cheeks. "W..what the fuck happened?" you sighed, wiping your face with your hands.

"It was my fault" Wednesday gulped, "I convinced her to shapeshift into Thornhill's puppet to see that I was right, she stabbed her with that needle before she could say outcast".

You found no use in blaming Wednesday now. You left the greenhouse and made your way to her office to get your coat, freezing at the sight of the empty room, her perfume still lingering in the air.

You stopped yourself from breaking down again, putting your coat on and going to your car, the students sending you apologetic looks on the way.

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You paced around the waiting room, still no word of her being okay. You were nervous as hell, were you going to lose her that day if Thing hadn't come to find you?.

"Family of Larissa Weems?" someone called behind her and you turned to face a nurse that had a reassuring smile on her face.

"She's awake now, follow me" you walked behind her until you stopped in front of room 324, taking a deep breath before knocking and entering.

There she was. Your wife, whose passion for achieving peace between normies and outcasts has led her here. Her eyes met yours as she looked away from the TV. She was wired to multiple IVs and bandaged on the neck.

You made your way to her, sitting next to her bed and taking her hand in yours. "How do you feel, iubita mea?" was all you managed to ask as the blonde nodded.

"I'm fine. Just….shocked” you hummed, resting your temple on her thigh.

She reached with her hand to run it through your hair in a comforting manner, knowing that you wouldn’t stop blaming yourself if anything had happened to her.

She saw you swallowing back a sob and patted the space beside her. “I don’t want to hurt you” you frowned, though you wanted nothing more than to snuggle next to her.

“You won’t. Now come here” she gave you one of her dreamy smiles and you gave in. You took your shoes off before climbing up the hospital bed and cuddled next to her, cautious as to not mess up the IVs and hurt her.

“There you go. I’ll be fine..We’ll be fine” she placed a kiss to your hair and held you close.

“How would you like a position at Nevermore?” She asked after a few minutes of silence, her hands still working through your hair.

It surprised you, to say the least, but you wouldn’t turn down an opportunity like this “If it keeps you alive. And No Normies”.

She let out a chuckle, kissing your hair again. “Anything you want, my little bat”.

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matchamabs · 1 year

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BIG FUCKING SIGH ok look ive been sat on this for like. a looong while now so i consolidated all my shitty ideas into some headcanon pages. im bad at sharing stuff so now its ur problem. tbh some of these are a mix of canon and headcanon so it all kinda makes sense somehow. i would looooove to hear hcs from other people tho just chuck em at me. ill eat them.

a lot of these r referential to other things so ill put my thoughts in a read more,,, ur walc. tis a good read.

- for people unaware, corvus is crow’s name in the spanish translation, but i think it fits better as a name. who tf just names their kid straight up crow.

- ofc u recognise mama, my beloved

- crow and pipper look so much fucking alike i refuse to believe they aren’t related, but i was unsure if i was gonna make her like a younger sister. for now they’re cousins.

- i swear to god if i mixed up the maltese and polish flag for marilyn im gonna eat my desk no i will not factcheck we die like men

- scraps mentions having a mother, and since he also mentions wanting to take care of her, u kind of have to figure there’s no dad. i made her kind of weedy to suit it

- another mix of localisations, with tweeds and gus being the US and UK names respectively, so i thought why not mix them. actually makes for a good name right??

- we all know about nabbys runaway dad so it goes without saying there’s a single mama there

- also another US & UK crossover. ill b honest, i had a weird dream regarding this where it said roddy was his real name? but since nabby kinda implies the act of ‘to nab something’ it makes a good nickname for a pickpocket

- dont ask me why he’s scouse i can just feel it in my soul okay

- also canon has a dad which he mentions worked at the factory

- i was gonna make badger have a real normal name but like. i know someone mutually who’s real name is actually just badger which i find way funnier lol

- ofc we all know shackwell is louis’ dad, and that he’s canon the oldest too

- gave him a dead mum :(( felt that in my soul too. buuut shackwell mentions having a wife so. gotta slot that in somewhere u know.

- he fuckin looks welsh anol

- okay it took me fucking a whole year to realise wren is like. a pun on wrench to go with socket, but it’s 10 times funnier if her name is actually wrench and she hates it

- i actually made their last name nutten bc the US localisation has them saying ‘nuttin’ quite a lot and it weirdly fits.

- socket mentions having a dog in the game, and his japanese name is pochi, which is also like the JP equivalent of ‘fido’ so thats a happy coincidence

- i dont know if its canon that wrens older? i feel like that’s mentioned somewhere. if not, it still works for the dynamic

the more u know. anyway. if u made it this far down the post thank u. here’s a hint coin for ur time.

#me smacking my autism #apologise to my mutuals!!#professor layton #Professor Layton and The Last Specter #pl black ravens #pl crow #crow mama #pl marilyn #pl scraps #pl gus #pl nabby #pl louis #pl badger #pl wren #pl socket #misthallery #pl black raven

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paranormalplanet · 1 year

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i made more wednesday fanart

the wednesday/wenclair brainrot is strong so uuuuh enjoy these doodles

also im gonna put some headcanons and talk about some stuff i thought was interesting under the cut (huge s1 spoilers!!)

ALRIGHT SO. first, with tyler, i'm wondering up until what point was genuine because he could have just... not saved wednesday from rowan and snatched her blood as the key for crackstone. THEN, in the abandoned house he could have totally kidnapped her because she was alone (besides thing, who he could have easily destroyed if he wanted to) AND, at the rave'n it seemed like marilyn/laurel was suprised to see him sooooo.. idk share your thoughts if you want??? maybe he's just stupid lmao

also i saw someone headcanon ajax as nonbinary and i love that sm.

i might be projecting on wednesday, but oriented aroace wednesday that feels all types attraction as the same thing (quoiromantic) and is still able to enjoy typically romantic gestures, is my favorite oddly specific headcanon.

and mspec lesbian enid because bi flag colors in her hair and lesbian sweater

i want enid and wednesday to be in a qpr so bad but i know they won't do it :(

also undiagnosed autistic wednesday with visual sensory issues thinking it's a "color allergy" (it's canon in my heart)

enid totally played animal jam and/or neopets as a kid (was probably a furry, brony, or misc. fandom-goer at some point tbh)

#wenclair fanart #wenclair #wednesday fanart #wednesday x enid #wednesday and enid #wednesday 2022 #wednesday season 1 #wednesday series #wenid #( lmao )#wenclayr #eniday #why is there so many #i swear i draw better than this most of the time #wednesday hcs #headcanon #and they were roomates #oh my god they were roomates #i tag too much im used to insta lmfao

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youremyheaven · 7 days

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IT’S ME GLAMOUR MAGIC ANON I AM BACK!!

Tbh my routine isn’t anything flashy like what you see on social media. I don’t have a lot of money or space to be using fancy materials, but I do have quite a few candles. I like using candles in my rituals because they’re quite commonplace (a lot of mine are gifts from other people), affordable and take up minimal space.

I have this one big cherry scented Yankee candle I got for my birthday a couple years back which I use strictly in my Friday ritual. If I’m doing glamour magic at another time then I use a different candle. The ritual isn’t that complicated, every Friday I light the candle with a specific intention and proceed to meditate on it. It’s largely psychological because I believe visualisation is more important than physical materials, but I usually listen to ocean sounds or music.

Ocean sounds are very nostalgic for me and help me relax so that I can focus on the mediation. Those frequency videos are good too

Personally I think music really helps but it has to have a certain vibe? This is individual preference but I try and find more slow paced stuff. I lovvveeee folk music from different cultures/my culture for this purpose. “La llorona” is a really beautiful Mexican song that I like, but I like listening to folk music from my culture and I advise others to try it out.

I prefer this kind of music because it helps me connect with a more deep and cultured beauty rather than the Instagram micro trend beauty than relies on you looking a certain way. This is just my preference though and different things will work for difference people!

After sitting in front of the flame for a while, I’ll usually do some kind of self maintenance. I have this cool vintage hairbrush that I’ve delegated as my “ritual brush” and I usually just really carefully brush my hair with it with intention.

I used to create sigils and write them on my face with my moisturiser 👀 I also used the Venus symbol

But yeah most of it is connecting with “the energy of beauty” if that makes sense? I don’t really focus on looking a certain way, I just try and put myself on a certain alignment and the rest (magnetism, attention from others, glamour,etc) just comes after that.

80% of my “rituals” is me sitting in my room imagining myself entering orbs of light and thinking about beautiful moments in my life LMAO

Lmk what you think though bc I want to hear other ppl’s experiences

oOOooh you sound vv Venusian, do you have 9h placements by any chance??

its similar for me in the sense that i focus on channelling the energy as u said. im also big on visualising light and surrounding my whole being and aura field with it hehe, i also like qigong because i reallyyy feel the "qi" / energy and i love working with it, it makes me feel clear and beautiful from within. i always do it at night and in the morning. its a great tool. i also love visualising light or a "glow" emanating from my body, ngl its almost orgasmic doing that 💀i feel such powerful bodily sensations in a good way.

Marilyn Monroe also did glamour magic. She once said:

“I daydreamed chiefly about beauty. I dreamed of myself becoming so beautiful that people would turn to look at me when I passed. I dreamed of myself walking proudly in beautiful clothes and being admired by everyone and overhearing words of praise. I made up the praises and repeated them aloud as if someone else were saying them.”

Marilyn had Sun & Mercury in the 11h (the house of manifestation) and Venus in 10h which makes you known for your beauty/sensuality. I feel like affirming, visualising etc is strongly tied to these houses

#glamour magic

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pinkcannibal · 8 months

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if reader didd die could u really see marilyn eating her corpse? or kinda doing something along the lines of what shauna did with jackie in yellowjackets, where she like kept her corpse and pretended she was alive. it’s pretty morbid to think about idek if i want an answer tbh 😭

you're literally on the eating and biting and killing blog anon, look at my url 🫡of COURSE i want to answer this. consuming a loved one in that way is like, i love you so much i need you inside me forever. i cant be apart from you so let me do this one last thing as a sign of devotion to you bc i cant let you go. cannibalism as an act of homoerotic sexual love. especially in the context of lesbianism. lets get into it.

marilyn in eat your young i think wouldnt do it shaunajackie style, and keep readers body. it would be more shes so overcome w grief the mere thought of letting her girl rot and decay sickens her. and to marilyn reader is hers, like that possessive love would skyrocket. the dirt cant have her, bc reader is marilyns. the earth cant have her, bc reader is marilyns, maggots cant eat her, bc readers heart and very blood is marilyn's etc etc. and, if anything, reader would want her to eat her, be inside the one person in her entire life who ever loved her right, loved her the way she needed and deserved.

and reader would haunt marilyn after the fact 100%, (and marilyn would want this, would love it in fact, to be driven mad by seeing reader everywhere she goes and hearing her voice. did somebody say emily brontes: "you said I killed you-haunt me, then! be with me always-take any form-drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!")

tldr; marilyn would eat reader so lovingly, let the juices of readers blood and flesh drip down her mouth and into her stomach. bonus points if this is happening while reader is actively dying but still alive, and marilyns praising her for how good she tastes and for being such a good girl letting mommy eat her. rubbing her bloody thumb against readers trembling lips, smearing blood and tears and nuzzling into her neck. btw. if u even care.

#marilyn thornhill x reader #asks #marilyn thornhill #marilyn thornhill x fem reader #sorry if u didnt follow my blog for takes such as cannibalism being an act of love <33 #laurel gates x reader #wednesday netflix #reader fic

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celestie0 · 2 months

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book recs? if you read. biology books are fine as well.

hiii my dear LOL yes i do read but not that often haha. not sure what genres speak to you but i tried to give a bit of a range!!

i just finished reading "pachinko" by author min jin lee n thought it was really wonderful. it's a story that spans multiple generations from a war era to modern era so it was really interesting seeing the cultural developments, i can tell the author put a lot of research into it. i mean i was already bawling by end of the first chapter and i very rarely actually cry when i'm reading books. the minimalistic style of the writing is so lovely i think this book has most influenced my own writing style. it's a hefty n lengthy book though, but so worth the ride

this one is really popular but def worth the hype "the seven husbands of evelyn hugo"! it's about sort of a marilyn monroe type character named evelyn hugo who was a famous actress (it's all fictional though) and all of her love affairs. i love the unique voice that she has throughout the book, she keeps it super real and so those moments of vulnerability from her end up hitting hard. i so very enjoy the way taylor jenkins reid writes aaa i'm reading another one of her books rn called "one true loves" (although tbh it's not that great so far haha)

a romance i read sort of recently was "before we were strangers" by renee carlino and i liked it!! the angsttt ugh. it's a second chance romance ab two characters who met in uni and then went their separate ways and didn't reunite again until they were in their thirties i believe. i love those types of romances where ppl have had a lot of time away from one another, exploring all the growth inbetween is sm fun. tbh there were so many times i wanted to slap the shit outta both the main characters for their horrendously poor decision making lmfao but i appreciate stories like that bc they feel raw and real. def recommend!

since you mentioned bio books i'll shout out my two faves LOL:

"who we are and how we got here" by david reich. i love this book, it's a really amazing collection of geneticists research to account for all the variations in humans across the world and throughout hundreds of thousands of years of evolution. it touches on why diff demographics are more susceptible to certain illness/disease, w explanations ranging from things such as colonization & racism, social isolation and even early language development!!

"the body" by bill bryson. this one is simple n kind of functions as a lil encyclopedia for the body, including famous discoveries and tips on how to take care of yourself. i think it's both a leisure read and also really educational so i loved it. there's stuff like women's anatomy, history of insulin production and there's even a section on food/metabolism which was my fave. it's all in layman's terms so it's suitable for anyone to pick up

i got kinda carried away w this haha but i hope you enjoy reading if you do read any of them! it's overcast where i live and now i wanna curl up with a book :'')

thank you lovely for the ask <3

#celestie rec #anon #asks #bookblr #book recommendations #book review

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xxbl00ds0akeds3raxx · 6 months

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Hello Fifi :3!! Do you write fanfics? If so, do you have any tips and tricks to write good ones? Also!! I fucking love my immortal so much <3 if you could wear any outfit Ebony wore, which one would it be?

HAIII!!! :D I DO WRITE FANFICZ !! Umm my advice iz 2 have fun w/ it!!! ppl r stupid online & might say that umm it sux or watever but as long as u R making sumthin u like it doesnt matter !! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I LUV MY IMMORTAL XD TBH i have a lot of clothez that R similar to herz already!! likeee i have a corset, black leather dress, fishnets, black combat boots, mini skirts n stuffs,,, but a lot of her outfits umm dont exist ROFL likeee when she said she had a marilyn manson towel umm or her billie joe armstrong boots HAHAHA

But ya idk how to choose onneee.... i think i would wear a lot of the outfits Ebony wore xD

#ask #fifi answerz #fishedeyelenz #oc rp #character blog #roleplay blog #original character #my immortal #ebony dark'ness dementia raven way

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fucktheark · 9 months

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(some) creepypasta/marble hornets music hcs :)

these are mostly from my own playlist they aren't accurate at all this is just 4 funsies lololol

also i highly doubt anyone will even see this post but if u do drop a song rec plz im struggling finding new music </3

tim (specifically him cs masky is too busy going apeshit 4 music)

old man music but like cool old man music (this is just what my father listens to LOL)

thinks he's got peak taste and snickers at everybody else's song choices

breathe - pink floyd

pet sematary - ramones

the chain - fleetwood mac

aerials - soad

lover, you should've come over - jeff buckley

hoodie

i pulled this out of my ass tbh but imagine 80s fan brian

kinda likes lil peep but would never tell a soul cs he thinks he's too old for it

doesn't rly share his music with anyone bcs he's afraid they're not gonna clown him for it

she's in parties - bauhaus

the brightside - lil peep

the ghost in you - psychedelic furs

messages - a flock of seagulls

hotel california - the eagles (cz y not)

jane

i never rly obsessed over her so this is js based on the vibes i get from the art i've seen of her (so pretty bruh)

echolalia - faetooth

nine while nine - sisters of mercy

closet - fleshwater

engine no. 9 - deftones

frigid and spellbound - spectral wound

nina

no way totally unexpected music

i think eventually she grew out of screamo and scene but never rly let emo go entirely

acid - ghost town

get away with murder - jeffree star (yikes)

what you need - bmth

freaxx - brokencyde (she's been in love with this album since it came out)

vampires will never hurt you - mcr

jeff

i like think that after what he did to his family he just kinda checked out from earth and stopped keeping up with most pop culture, so he's still listening to the same music he did back then.

peak edgy middle schooler vibes

never tires of his playlist

every now and again he comes across something new and gets obsessed with it immediately and probably forever

yen - slipknot

makedamnsure - taking back sunday

don't go - bmth

tourniquet - marilyn manson

crewcabanger - chelsea grin

toby

I-C-P FOREVER WITH THE JUGGALOSSSSSS

still enjoys twiztid even after the beef but secretly because it makes him feel like a poser

also likes jeff buckley but feels kinda cringe for it

the stalker - icp

house of mirrors - icp

my 1st time - dark lotus

2nd hand smoke - twiztid

grace - jeff buckley

liu

same reasoning as jane i know like nothing about this dude and even less about sully so i'm not even gonna attempt .

i fw his vibe tho

eye - smashing pumpkins

the man who sold the world - nirvana

heaven - talking heads

the sickness - imminence (he's gotta be a lil emo come on)

siamese twins - the cure

eyeless jack

this one is kinda hard tbh but considering his hypersensitivity to sound, i feel like he wouldn't enjoy anything too noisy

likes songs with a lot of bass because he can feel the bass reverberating through his body when he wears headphones

soft/airy vocals!!!! he hates screaming

doesn't rly stick with a specific genre just whatever makes his ears tingle lol

a forest - the cure

dark stone - holy fawn

hide and seek #1 - plastic tree

the thing - pixies

collabo - june freedom

BEN

bitch spends so much time on the internet he discovers new music every day

listens to everything but tries to flex the really obscure shit he finds in the depths of youtube (he wants to be cool but it's kind of pathetic.)

his playlist is MASSIVE and a mess, he usually has to skip through half of it before finding something he actually likes

i don't know why but he'd be into haunted mound

plays the majora's mask soundtrack when he can't think of anything to listen to

husqrider - turnabout

fentanylism - opiated devilsperm

starting over - lsd and the search for god

gou zin zan goku - deviloof

ugliest - $uicideboy$

laughing jack

he's old af and probably doesn't get modern music tbh

classical music it is

and opera

i'm not gonna make a whole playlist but he really loves erlkönig because of the story lol

#creepypasta #marble hornets #creepypasta headcanons #marble hornets headcanons #tim wright headcanons #eyeless jack headcanons #ticci toby headcanons #jeff the killer headcanons #nina the killer headcanons #jane the killer headcanons #ben drowned headcanons #laughing jack headcanons #hoodie headcanons #homicidal liu headcanons #i've fallen back into fandom activities oh no

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hotvintagepoll · 1 month

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Propaganda

Juanita Moore (Imitation of Life)— She was the third black actress to be nominated for Best Supporting Actress! She was also friends with James Baldwin (!) and got her other friend Marlon Brando (!!) to finance his play. She also met her husband of fifty years by nearly being hit by his bus which should be in a romcon, tbh. There's also a whole documentary about how she'd been ignored and overlooked due to Hollywood racism, so she deserves more attention!

Gina Lollobrigida (Solomon and Sheba, The Hunchback of Notre Dame)— One of the highest profile movie stars in Europe across the 50s and 60s. International sex symbol. Starring in European and American movies. She appeared in movies alongside Hollywood stars such as Humphrey Bogart and Rock Hudson. Was in 54 movies by 1970. A MOVIE STAR in every essence. Has a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. Won three David di Donatello, a Golden Globe two Nastro d'Argento, and six Bambi awards. And nominated for more.

This is round 3 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Juanita Moore:

Gina Lollobrigida:

She was an international sex symbol once dubbed as The Most Beautiful Woman In The World. She acted in films in both Italy and France before starring in Beat The Devil with Humphrey Bogart. When portraying soprano Lina Cavalieri, she sang all of the songs in her own voice. This role won her the very first David di Donatello Award for Best Actress, Italy's academy awards.

She was one of the highest-profile European actresses of the 1950s and 1960s, a period in which she was an international sex symbol. Humphrey Bogart once said of her: "She makes Marilyn Monroe look like Shirley Temple."

Literally starred in a movie called "The Most Beautiful Woman in the World". I rest my case.

#gina lollobrigida #juanita moore #hotvintagepoll #fuck that old woman #ladies 3

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cool-island-songs · 1 year

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apropos of nothing, goth music headcanons. just

what i think each goth would purport to listen to and then actually listen to. you're welcome and i'm sorry

disturbing amounts of just like me fr

We have a good sense of Henrietta's music tastes based on what she says, the posters she has in her room, and the music she puts on while driving her mother's car. My girl Henri is trad goth; she likes Bauhaus, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Sisters of Mercy. In her speaking debut, she tells us she's been forbidden from going to a Skinny Puppy concert but I think industrial's a little more Firkle's bag and she'll just go see whatever. Also tbh we never hear of this heroin addict aunt again so she's either trying to impress or they retooled her character lol

Her fakeout guilty pleasure music is shoegaze of the caliber of Cocteau Twins and Jesus and Mary Chain. Her real guilty pleasure music is piano lady music but she will never admit to her deep abiding love for Tori Amos after she let slip she enjoys Kate Bush—the most respectable of piano ladies!—and Michael still makes fun of her for it to this day. Douchebagggg

Pete: Pete strikes me as a bit of a sap (affectionate). Like Henrietta, he enjoys classic goth with his faves being the Smiths, the Cure, Joy Divison, Depeche Mode. God, he probably has a crush on both Henrietta and Michael and listens to Bizarre Love Triangle and cries

I'm gonna say his guilty pleasure is just regular new wave/80s pop rock, maybe similar tastes to what I see cool gay Bradley being into like Erasure, Pet Shop Boys, omg Peter Gabriel. He's a wreck I love him

lol dork. omg do u think he likes Garbage

Firkle:

stated tastes: Ministry, Skinny Puppy, KMFDM, Einstürzende Neubauten

real tastes: NIN, My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult, Chemlab, Rammstein, Marilyn Manson even??? ur cringe firkle stawp

id k michael i'm sory

Michael is that guy who corners you at parties and knows way too much about black metal. I am . in love wit him

#sp goths #headcanons #henrietta biggle #pete thelman #firkle smith #sp michael #why doesn't he have a last name #he's the only one #c'mon #he's a good boy #give him one #south park

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la-cocotte-de-paris · 10 months

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hii :) , do you own edwige's autobiography? and if you do could you show some of your fav pages?

Hello! 💖✨️

I do indeed! 🥰 ^.^ (what sort of selfishly self-proclaimed scholar would I be if I didn't hahahahaha [I'm joking])

Gosh, I love the entire thing tbh -- I adore her writing style, but here are some parts that I remember making a big impact on me (it's all in French as it was never publicly translated into other languages, so I hope that's okay with you -- if not, I'll do a quick summary of what the pages say):

[LEFT: this is my favourite page because she signed it :P this was also near where I discovered the newspaper clippings saved by the previous owner about her and Jean Marais' careers and deaths in '98 - dated and everything in blue ink (I'm happy to show them via DM if you're interested :) )]

[RIGHT: and I think this is one of my fave photos of her — there are many beautiful photos in this! ♡ ]

[These two pages basically talk about how Edwige was at a soiree hosted by Vivien Leigh and Laurence Olivier in the 50s when The Sleeping Prince was being filmed and people were bitching about Marilyn Monroe and Edwige was like 'wtf'. not to mention her picking up on the majorly off vibes bc Olivier "was ill with gout" and in bed while Vivien had to mingle with people [their marriage was on the rocks and Edwige could tell but was amazed nobody was paying it any attention] BUT I love this section BC OF THE SHADE SHE GIVES THE THREE "important men" WHO WERE FILM PRODUCERS and gave her v unpleasant vibes]

The three final pages in her memoir are absolutely incredible (it made me cry like a baby and moved me deeply), but I feel weird posting them publicly, so if you'd like to see them, I can show you via DM or something <3

There are many more parts I love, but I'd recommend you read it via Internet Archive or buy a copy online (they're pretty cheap so it shouldn't do too much damage to a bank account). ☺️

Hope this helps a little! <3

#asked and answered #anon #anon ask #edwige feuillère #books

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thisgirlnamedblusy · 11 months

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heyyy!! don’t worry about writing this fast take ur time 🩵

i’m new to your page and all of ur works are amazing 🫶🏽

i just wanna request something short and i don’t know how to word requests tbh but could i just request smut with laurel?

mabye the promt could be that laurel and reader had an argument over something stupid and they haven’t spoke much and reader is needy and tries to get laurel to talk to her and keeps teasing her until laurel snaps and yk….

Yesss!!! here it is!!! I hope you like it, and sorry about the language mistakes!!! :))) Thank you for your request!!! It was easy to understand, don't worry :))))

A curious way to apologize

Pairing: Marilyn Thornhill/Laurel Gates x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Smut, strong language, possessive Laurel, strap-on, kinks… You know, Laurel’s way

Word count: 2,859

Summary: You have argued with her, but you can’t sleep on the couch forever… You want to try to catch her attention some way….

N/A: Requests are open!!! Sorry about the delays, I’m working hard on your requests. I love you all!!!

“Oh, I can't believe you got mad about that…” You said, placing a hand on your forehead. Your girlfriend looked at you with eyes of fire.

“Of course, only you can get mad, right?” Laurel replied, putting her hands on her hips.

“It's not that bad, I've just gone out with my friends to have a drink. It's not for you to make a drama,” you said, letting yourself fall on the sofa.

The plan arose by chance and you may have forgotten to tell your girlfriend, but even so, it didn't seem like a reason to argue like that.

“You just went with your friends… You know I don't like that…”

“You don’t like that I live life, I know,” you answered, crossing your arms.

“Is what you want? To live your life? And what about me? I don't mean anything to you?” She asked, totally deranged.

“Of course I care about you, but from time to time I can do things without you being there, Laurel,” you said, feeling like the most reasoned girl in the world.

“Very well, (Y/N), live your life by yourself. When you want to apologize, let me know.”

You stuck your tongue out at her and got up to go to bed.

“Oh no. You stay here,” she told you, turning around to stop you.

“What? Why me? You are the one who got mad,” you said, upset.

“You are the one who made a mistake.”

You shook your head and sat back down, indignant.

“Could you at least give me a pillow?”

After a minute, the redhead peeked through the door and she threw a cushion and a blanket at you, rudely and unpleasantly.

“Thank you, idiot.”

You did not speak again. The next day breakfast, lunch and dinner was a silent hell. You were too proud to say anything, and she was really angry. Another day passed and you began to notice her absence, not only because of the pain in your back, but also because of the lack of warmth that was next to you.

You were no longer angry. Now the challenge would be that Laurel wasn't either. You tried to strike up a conversation several times, but she just ignored you. Your need for love and affection was increasing and you opted for a much less subtle strategy. It wasn't hard to provoke her, and maybe that would make things right.

You began to walk around the house quite scantily clad, sensually moving your hips and biting your lip.

It didn't seem to work, until one day you decided to do something much more radical. You put on a baggy T-shirt and shed your underwear. Laurel was reading quietly in the living room, and you stuck out your bare leg trying to attract her attention. Nothing, not a look.

You approached the sofa. You noticed how her eyes flicked up to you. Gently, you stroked the nape of her neck, gently brushing her hair away.

“Laurel…” You sang close to her ear.

Finally, the redhead stopped reading and she glared at you.

“My God, what do you want?” She finally said. You smiled at having managed to get her to speak to you.

“You have spoken, I have won.”

The redhead rolled her eyes and snorted.

“I didn't know this was a contest,” she told you sarcastically, putting the book back in front of her.

“You haven't spoken to me for two days, my back is ruined from sleeping on the sofa and… Well, I miss you,” you confessed, lowering your tone a bit, emulating a surrender. Laurel looked at you and closed her eyes, sighing.

“If you hadn't gone out with your friends…” She said, arrogantly avoiding your gaze.

“If you weren't so selfish and jealous…” You said in her own tone, managing to capture her attention again.

“Oh, so that's what you think,” she said, her eyes widening. “Please, (Y/N), these two days in silence have been most gratifying, don't spoil it.”

You gasped in indignation and dropped onto the sofa, staring at her.

“Admit it,” you said, your voice hard.

“Enlighten me, what do I have to admit?” She asked, placing the book on the coffee table.

“That you miss me…” You said whispering suggestively in her ear. You noticed how a chill ran through her body, although she would never admit it. Laurel just smiled mischievously.

“What makes you think that?” She asked, leaning towards you.

“Surely you want to check what I'm wearing under here,” you kept whispering, pointing to the edge of the shirt.

“An apology?” She asked. It was obvious that she didn't want to appear defeated, nor weak.

“No, even better... Why don't you just shut your mouth and check it out?” You asked, taking her hand. She could have pushed it away, but she was carried away. You brought her hand to your thigh and slowly moved up until it passed under the only item of clothing you were wearing.

When her hand reached your bare crotch, you could see her pulse quicken.

“(Y/N), you're going to get cold,” she said, pulling her hand away immediately. You were going to explode with rage. You knew perfectly well that going around the house without underwear was one of the things that made her go crazy. You grunted and went into a much more direct mode.

With a sudden movement, you climbed on top of her, leaning on her lap. She didn't move, but she looked at you nonchalantly.

“Stop pretending, Laurel, you're crazy about my body…” You crooned, as you swayed. The redhead narrowed her eyes and looked you up and down before grabbing your hair tightly, causing you to hiss in pain.

“You stupid, pathetic bitch… Do you think I haven't noticed how you exhibited yourself to me? Tell me, were you so needy? Did you need mommy so much?” She told you with a dark tone. It might seem otherwise, but that phrase meant your absolute victory.

“Oh, yes… I've suffered so much…” You said as best you could, with your head tilted back forcibly. Then a slap landed on your cheek.

“Shut up, I don't want to hear you,” she told you, letting you go at last. “Very good, (Y/N). If you want to play, let's play. I want you to be quiet, like a good girl, an obedient girl for mommy, is that clear?”

You nodded, running your hand over your head to ease the slight stinging you felt. In a very indelicate way, Laurel pushed you off of her and reached up her skirt, removing her underwear.

You bit your lip anticipating what was to come. She could do the hard thing all she wanted, but two days of abstinence was too long for her to lose control. You knew it perfectly.

“Silly naughty girl…” She hissed, grabbing your chin. “Begging for some attention from mommy...”

You nodded sheepishly, looking at how your girlfriend didn't seem to want to waste too much time.

“On your knees,” she ordered, her tone nonchalant.

You didn't move, pulling a little more on the fine string of her patience.

“Didn't you hear me?” She asked, slowly growing angry. “Speak!”

“Yes…” You said in an almost inaudible tone.

“Yes? Yes… what?”

“Yes, mommy…” You murmured, embarrassed at how much you enjoyed those moments.

“What are you waiting for?” She asked impatiently. “Don't make me have to spank you, (Y/N), you know that mommy hates having to punish you.”

At last you lowered yourself to the ground, resting your knees on the wood. Your girlfriend spread her legs, making it clear what she was asking of you at that moment, or rather she was demanding of you. How you loved that dark side of the redhead.

You didn't want to wait any longer and you threw yourself between her legs, leaning on her knees. Even if you wanted to kiss her inner thigh to play with her, you couldn't. Her hand went straight to your head, pushing it just where she wanted it, causing you to sink into it. Her arousal was quite evident and you wondered how long she had been wishing you were there, kissing her, licking her, playing with her clit.

“Good girl, how well you apologize, honey…” She whispered. You frowned as you continued to taste her. You never said you were apologizing. You knew you were right, or so you thought. You ignored those domineering words and continued to enjoy your lover as you knew best.

You loved her moans, her gasps when you were there, worshiping her body. That made you feel too many sensations to stop being able to control them. Involuntarily, your hand went between your legs and you began to pleasure yourself. An awful decision. Laurel moved and grabbed your wrist hard.

“What are you doing, bitch?” She asked threateningly. You widened your eyes and smiled mischievously. “Haven't they taught you manners? What an impatient girl...” She said, letting your wrist go of. “Do it again and I swear I won't touch you.”

You nodded, afraid that she would be able to do it. Correction, you knew she was capable of it. You went back to your task without any objection. Her hips moved at the same rate as your fingers did, now inside her. Your knees ached, but you didn't care, you were making her enjoy, you had managed to break down her barrier of pride and arrogance. She didn't look like it, but you had her completely under your control.

“Keep going a little more, honey… Mommy is going to cum soon,” she whispered, now in a voice so kind that it was disturbing. Her movements were becoming more disordered and abrupt, while it was evident that she suppressed most of her moans. She couldn't even stop being so stubborn in that state... So... Laurel.

The hand on your head tensed and pulled at your hair again, with uncontrollable force. Every muscle in her tensed as she finally released all that tension in a deep, ragged cry. Good thing the old Gates mansion was quite isolated...

Contemptuously, she released you, causing you to fall backwards to the ground with inertia. Your face was not one of panic or terror, it was one of complete satisfaction, of victory.

“Very good, my love, you have made mommy happy. Now leave me alone, I'd like to read,” she said, changing your expression to one of complete astonishment and disappointment.

“What?” You asked, getting up awkwardly. “What about me?”

“I don't know, (Y/N), what about you?” She said playing dumb, getting dressed again.

“Don't leave me like that, please…” You said, giving up. All you had left was the plea.

“Oh, my poor girl… She thought that mommy was going to make her happy, right?”

You nodded on the verge of despair.

“Beg,” she said, hissing.

“Please, please…” You whispered, perhaps too low a tone.

“What do you want?” She asked, enjoying your complete submission. If she knew how much you liked being at her mercy, she surely wouldn't do it so many times. It was your little secret.

“I want you to make me… I want you to fuck me, please,” you said, leaning into her ear as you clasped your hands together to emphasize your request.

“Oh, poor thing, she still doesn't know how to ask for things…” She said, ignoring you. “You'll have to do better, honey.”

“Shit…” You said, furious. The redhead suddenly looked at you with a frown. “I mean… Please, mommy. I've been mean, but if you fuck me I'll be good, I promise. Please, I need you.”

Laurel's face softened, and it looks like she pretended not to have heard your earlier complaint. She was thoughtful for a moment, as if she was deciding what was the appropriate way to humiliate you this time. A wicked smile told you that she had already found it.

The redhead grabbed your chin and pulled you into passionate kisses, one of those you missed so much. You almost wanted to cry. You don't know what you have until you lose it, now you understand the common quote.

“Okay, but it will have to be my way. Don't think you're going to get away with it. Walk,” she ordered you.

You obeyed but a throat clearing interrupted you when you barely took two steps towards the bedroom.

“Naked,” she said simply, getting up.

You pulled the shirt off your shoulders and resumed walking, swaying your hips in a sexy way.

Once in the room, Laurel pushed you face down on the bed and buried your head in the mattress.

“Stay still. Don't even move,” she told you, biting the lobe of your ear.

You didn't know what was happening, but you figured it out. You heard how her clothes fell on the floor and how a drawer opened, that drawer.

“Turn around,” she told you after a moment.

You did it and you saw just what you were imagining, what you envisioned on your hard nights on the couch. Your girlfriend, your lover, naked, with a small detail that came out from between her legs. You will always be grateful you bought her that toy. The first day was already amortized.

With a dangerous smile, Laurel climbed onto the bed and knelt on it, gesturing for you to come closer.

“Suck it,” she ordered, pointing to the silicone thing. You blinked strangely. She has never asked you for something like this. “Come on, I don't have all day, obey.”

You shook your head and bent down, putting it in your mouth. It wasn't exactly small, and it was hard for you not to make you gag. You immediately got used to sucking it, under the watchful and curious gaze of the redhead.

“You're good at it, (Y/N), just as I imagined… I'm sure your friends are very happy with you,” she commented unpleasantly. You stopped and looked at her with some annoyance for that comment so out of context.

“Do not tell me that…”

You couldn't continue. With a sigh of reluctance, Laurel brought your head back there, and you stopped protesting, continuing with your strange, but terribly pleasurable action.

When she thought it was enough, she pulled away and turned you around, putting your face back against the mattress. The moment you were waiting for so long had arrived.

“Mommy, please, I want to, I want to look into your eyes…” You said, feeling how the redhead lifted your hips and stood behind you.

“No, no, honey. Bad girls don't deserve that…” She told you, caressing her back. “If you behave well, I promise that the next day it will be as you want.”

After those words, you noticed how the wet object passed through your entrance, going through all your folds. Laurel laughed, probably seeing you flinch as the dildo passed your entrance. You almost thought you were moving, trying to finally notice your lover inside of you.

“Now be good, honey. Take it like a good girl…” She whispered, while she introduced the accessory inside you in a horribly slow way. “Oh, that's it…”

“Please… More…” You whispered, noticing how your walls were stretching, adapting.

“Shh… Patience, my girl. Mommy will give you what you want...”

Without warning, she began to move faster, gripping your hips tightly, moving in time with her thrusts.

You moaned into the mattress and turned your head to the side to see if you could see anything out of the corner of your eye. You couldn't see anything. The redhead's hand pushed your face down again, which made your moans die off.

“How obedient you are... You take it so well, so soft...” The redhead whispered, panting as she caressed your back.

You couldn't resist, the pleasure filled your body so intensely that even you moved to make the sensation more intense.

“Fuck” You whispered. You earned yourself a little spanking on the buttocks.

“Be quiet. Do not talk like that, you are a good girl…” Laurel told you, while she continued to whip you.

“I think, I think...”

You couldn't finish the sentence. A wave of uncontrollable pleasure filled you completely and you felt your entrance contract involuntarily and your back arch. When you finally broke free, you stood still, breathing hard, as your lover came out of you, continuing to caress you.

You turned around and looked at her. That darkness that reigned in her eyes disappeared, giving way to a look of tenderness and love.

“I guess I'll have to go back to the sofa…” You said, getting off the bed, feigning reluctance.

“Wait,” the redhead interrupted. “(Y/N), forgive me,” she said, looking at you with a pleading attitude. “I shouldn't have gotten so angry...”

“Oh no, well. I should have warned you. It was also my fault,” you said, bowing your head.

Laurel hit the bed to get you back and you did immediately, kissing her happily.

“What are you capable of doing to sleep in bed, huh?” She told you, caressing your cheek.

“I don't care about the bed. What I want is to sleep with you.”

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