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Love is a Learning Curve

Past! Kate Bishop x GN!R

Yelena Belova x GN!R

Love is a Dagger (P1)

The long awaited P2 I was never going to give, but people wanted closure to the angst I guess 😂 | WC: 3,638

Kate woke up with a start, her body flopped back into the mattress regretfully, her arm covered her eyes to lessen the throbbing ache in her head. The blinds being open the root of the issue as the sun permeated into her already sensitive eyes. Drinking the night away was once an easy feat for the archer, but the closer she gets to the middle of her twenties the more she'd noticed it's losing its flair for fun.

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Stumbling ungraciously out of bed she made her way to the bathroom and made herself a bit more human by taking a shower and getting dressed for work. Then she made her way downstairs to find nothing to eat, it threw her off because normally you'd have filled her up a thermos, and made her something to go, but she only shrugs, and rushes out the door to make sure she now had time to stop for a bite.

It wasn't all that strange an occurrence, on the rare occasion you did miss the opportunity to prepare her for her day, so she thought nothing of it, you were likely running late, and she assumed that had something to do with her partying last night so she didn't mind at all.

Her day flew by without any messages from you either, but she never checked them much anyway so she didn't notice. It wasn't until her phone rang on her way out of the office that she knew something must've been up.

"Hello?" she answered with slight hesitation, unsure on as to why the blonde was exactly calling her. "Kate Bishop, it's Yelena."

"Hey, yeah what can I do for you Yelena?"

"Are you coming to pick up Lucky?"

Kate's brows furrowed, because yes, technically Friday was her day to collect the dog from Belova's Doggy Daycare, but usually you just willingly picked up her slack. "Where's Y/N?"

The question was more so a thought she was having that ended up directed at Yelena, who simply cleared her throat, a sure sign that she knew something was up, but didn't wish to say.

"Yelena..." she was more desperate this time, and the blonde sighed, "Told me they were not going to be able to pick him up today, but I saw some suitcases and boxes in their car Kate."

"Oh."

"Yeah, they said today was your day to get him, but I guess it must've just slipped your mind," Yelena said with a nervous chuckle to follow, it was clear as day to the blonde that you just left your mutual friend without so much as a word shared, and though a part of her is rooting for you for finally putting yourself first for once, the other feels bad for the raven haired girl who's likely biting back tears at the news.

"Here, how about I take him home with me tonight. It's been awhile since him and Fanny had a playdate anyways."

"Thanks Lena, I'll get him in the morning."

That night Kate ordered in, and nursed a bottle of red wine until the buzz lulled her to sleep. When she awoke the following morning to find you'd yet to return her rose colored glasses fell.

Her strained eyes began to study the living room, and as she took it in she found any piece of you she once had was gone. All that had remained was a cherished framed photo of you, her and Lucky at Fanny's first birthday party.

Kate was racking her brain for a reason, anything she could come up with besides the glaring truth that she just didn't want to face. For the last year she'd been taking your love for granted, and it's true what they say: you don't know what you have until it's gone, and now she's just meant to live on like you don't exist.

The note you hid in your dresser drawer said just that when she stumbled up to your room.

"Dear Kit-Kat,

I'm sorry I couldn't face you, but it's best for us that I left without a trace. There's nothing left for us, you don't love me anymore, and I have held on to delusion for as long as I am willing.

If I had approached you I know you'd have tried to tell me I was wrong, that you did still love me, because your heart is too soft, and I would've clung to that hope until it failed me.

Love is a perilous thing really; I don't regret our journey, but I do regret staying this long. It's about time I set off to find what's out there for a loner like me, and for that reason I have disconnected my phone and gone off the grid.

I'll love you forever Kit-Kat, and I hope you are able to find someone who makes you happy, and who'll share their last slice with Lucky."

Kate's tears soaked through the crumpled paper, messy lines of blue ink began to run, distorting the message of half truths. Reading it hurt her tremendously, seeing that she'd made you believe she'd been stringing you along out of obligation, and not out of love was hard to read. It wasn't true, right? She loved you with all of her heart, but yet she took your presence for granted, and now she's all alone.

You actually left her (Just like she'd left you).

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The archer had been neglecting her work for months as she scoured all over the city for you. Nothing was available to help her. You were apparently an expert at disappearing, because there wasn't a single trace of you anywhere.

It was pathetic really, she ran the most well known security and surveillance company around and yet she couldn't track you down.

With time, Kate realized that you were right.

The love she had for you faded until it was nothing more than words you say to protect the others feelings, but it also hadn't completely died. Kate was desperate to find you, to atone for all that she'd done to you by using you as her personal assistant instead of her lover.

Even if she lost touch with you, she knew that what she did likely distorted your view on love. The girl couldn't live with herself if she just left you to think that love is only a hopeless cause.

When things were young, and fresh it was like magic, and she wanted you to remember that. To look passed her betrayal, and the feelings of inadequacy she left behind in the hollowed heart that hardly beat in your chest anymore.

She needed you to know that her love for you might’ve devolved into the platonic, as is the case when people grow, but it’s still there In enough of a capacity that she won’t give up.

Kate was a mess, and in a way you were too.

You thought that getting a cottage out in the beautiful countryside of Norway was the way to go. Far away from the life you once lived, and the perfect place to enjoy your solitude. Then the loneliness set in against your will, and so you'd set off to find a furry companion.

At the shelter you saw a young pup that'd taken a liking to the elderly cat. He'd yap in her ear, and she'd purr in response, it was clear her ears were not functioning well anymore. You decided two for the price of one was great.

Simon showered you with love and affection whenever you entered the home, even if you'd only stepped out to get the mail. Then Posey, when she felt like jumping, would meet you in bed to cuddle and purr against your chest.

It worked, but only as a mask for the problem at hand really. Your foolish heart longed for a love like you'd once known. One full of passion and joy over the loveless mess it had become.

Still, you persisted and lived as if nothing was wrong. That was until Yelena had found you, and damn near broke your door off it's hinges.

"Y/N Y/L/N!" She shouted loud enough that you'd left the security of your room, blanket around your shoulders as you'd just woken up at her unexpected, rather rude interruption.

"How did you find me?" You groaned, and she ignored your question, opting to scour through your cabinets until she found some glasses. “Better yet, how did you even get inside?”

Yelena barked a laugh, insinuating that your question was ridiculous. Then she briskly swung her arm around and handed you a glass that was far too full of booze for a morning sip.

"It's nice to see you too, now drink the vodka, we have lots to discuss my dear old friend."

Yelena told you all about Kate's demise, and it broke your heart into pieces thinking she was actually this torn up about your departure. Then you remembered she relied on you to change her clothes some nights and the ache from being used had returned even stronger.

"If that's all, I think you should be going."

“Y/N, she wants you to come home.”

“This is my home Yelena, the only one I’ve ever known. Feel free to tell her that when you go back and offer her my location. Now go.”

You were being harsh with her, you knew that and most of you regretted it, but you also felt like you were being backed into a corner. As if Kate’s problems were always going to be yours.

“I understand leaving her, you deserved better, we all told you that.” Yelena pondered aloud, her voice uncharacteristically small. “But leaving all together? That was hard to stomach, I lost both of my closest friends in the blink. You off grid, and Kate to her grief. When is it enough passed on pain for you to forgive her?”

You went to lash out, to try and get her to see it from your end, but then you saw her hand shake as she gulped down the rest of her bitter vice without ever looking up. Not that she needed to, you could hear the sniffle she failed to cover up with the scuffing of her boots.

“I didn’t think I would be missed,” you softly admitted, your ties to Yelena, and the rest were through the connection of Kate. Never a part, only ever an extension of the friend group.

Or at least that’s what you had always thought.

“I felt your absence immediately,” she voiced though her voice quivered. “Your visit at the kennel every day was what made me smile.”

“I-.”

“There was no more happiness with you gone.”

The way she spoke made your heart warm with an affection you felt was foreign for her. There had never been any indication that she wanted you, or that you meant that much to her before.

“Yelena, what are you doing?” You stumbled back into the wall when you saw her rise to her feet faster than necessary. Her body out of her control, and under the influence of alcohol led her to stumble until she caged your body in.

“I wanted you first.” You were shocked to see the honesty in her eyes, booze goggles or not she was being sincere and you felt an urge to kiss her lips as they pouted familiarly. It was a common expression of hers whenever you’d have to go, you always thought it was for Lucky since she loved the retriever so much, but a part of you always wondered if it meant more.

But you had Kate… Even now, you had her to consider. “Lena, w-we can’t,” you stuttered as her cold hand held your face. “I understand.”

Before she could pull away with her wrong assumptions you wrapped your arms around her waist and buried your face into the crook of her neck. Yelena would never deny you comfort, not even when you just shattered her heart, so she hugged you back rather tightly.

“You’re going to be okay Y/N,” she whispered in her thick Russian accent, and your hammering heart felt like it was about to burst at the offered tenderness. “I’m here for you.”

You pulled away and cupped her cheeks with a teary smile, eyes shining with appreciation. Your lips pressed to her cheeks, and she looked at you utterly confused when your eyes met.

“I was saying, we can’t do this… yet.” Yelena’s eyes went wide and you kept your smile. “I can’t let you kiss me when I’m still trying to forgive Kate, it wouldn’t be fair to any of us.” Yelena’s heart beamed, the notion that all you felt for Kate now was a tainted love in need of a life altering cleansing made her hopeful.

“So you’ll come home?” You shook your head and wore a broken smile, fear encasing your heart as you realized you couldn’t do that. “I’ve built a life here Lena, I have space for you, but I can’t return to the stagnation of the states.”

“No, I know that,” Yelena refuted. “I just mean to make the amends with Kate Bishop, and to collect my things and Fanny who’s at Kate’s.”

“Does she know you’re here?” She shook her head. “No, but I think she knows deep down.”

“What about the kennel?” Yelena shrugged, and smiled wide. “I’ve got nothing in the states worth living for if you’re not by my side.”

“Then I will agree to a half day in New York.”

Yelena squealed and you cupped your ears while glaring in her direction playfully.

“I’ll be back for you in the morning then Y/N! We have Tony’s private jet, and Happy’s at the hotel I’m going to be staying at tonight.”

“You’ll do no such thing, I have a guest room. I’ll just have to clean it of the cat hair since I don’t usually have other humans over.”

“You sound like you’re an alien,” she laughed, then began to head to the door to collect her bag, and that’s when it dawned on you. “How’d you find me?” Yelena stood in the doorway with a knowing smirk on her face, and tossed her thumb backwards to the people outside.

“I guess we’re sharing a bed then,” you mused while waving back to the grinning redheads. Of course, she involved the FBI’s hottest couple.

—

The following morning came with butterflies fluttering beneath the pads of fingertips that lightly pressed into the skin that your crumpled up night shirt had left exposed. Yelena’s body was pressed into yours so tight you were sure there’d be a layer of sweat amongst the fabric.

“Good morning pretty one,” Yelena rasped, her voice thick with sleep, and Russian inflections. The butterflies must’ve began a rave because you could hardly focus on anything but the way that her simple words made your stomach flip. “Goor morning darling, are you hungry?”

“I’ll make breakfast,” she announced, body scrambling for the door, but fortunately for the sake of your cottage Wanda was there with a teasing smile and greasy spatula. “No need Miss. burns houses down while making eggs.”

“It was one time!” Natasha snorted from a far away room, “Yeah, one time too many! Mama was so mad about it that she moved back to Russia the second you turned eighteen.”

Yelena turned back towards you and ran into your open arms. You could feel her pout against your skin, and for a second you were imagining her firmly kissing the skin instead.

“They are so mean. I am happy to leave.”

“We’ll visit them,” you answered the silent question, as sarcastic as she was, you knew that her sisterly love for Natasha was unbreakable. The same could be said in reverse, those two have been inseparable since you first met them.

“Okay, thank you.” You ran a hand up and down her back for a few seconds, then the sound of your rumbling tummy brought you both to the dining area where the food was still piping hot. “You two could move in as well.”

Natasha threw you a glance that said she’d do it in a heartbeat, but Wanda was less inclined seeing as their kids, and Pietro were in the city.

“We’ll visit, I promise,” was all she offered, then silence followed as you all got ready to go, and made your way to the airport. Once on the jet you chose to lean against the blonde, and take a nap to silence the screams of your mind.

At the airport you hugged the couple goodbye, and let Natasha threaten you as any good big sister would when you were taking her little sister across borders after one day of being sort of involved. The redhead knew that she could trust you, it’s not like you were strangers, but she was also the one who once held a crying Yelena when you fled the country, and once prior when Kate asked you to be hers first.

Once the lot of you parted ways Yelena drove you over to Kate’s. You told her to go get her stuff, and though she was hesitant she knew you had to do this part all on your own.

You knocked on the familiar door, it was a hair too light as your fist had stalled mid thrust. It still managed to gather the woman’s attention though because it swung open before you could even begin to knock again. Kate’s body crashed into yours, and you reflexively caught her and held her as she cried loudly into your chest.

Without a moment’s hesitation you brought your conjoined bodies back over her threshold and guided her onto her couch. Kate wanted to hold on, but you left no room for her to try. A moment of comfort was all you could spare, and she knew it was selfish to expect more.

It was silent, Kate stared at you as you sat in the recliner you’d had to swipe debris from.

“I’m sorry.” You pursed your lips, humming a low tune as you absorbed her empty words.

“For who?” Kate flinched at your response, it’d been ages since she last heard your voice, and the chill it carried now was heartbreaking.

“You,” her lower lip trembled, and your anger softened a smidge at her obvious remorse.

“If I’d realized what I was doing, I wouldn’t have ever let it get so far that you felt like you had to run away from your entire life.”

“I didn’t run away from my life, I happily left yours Kate. Nothing about tending to your every whim was a life I ever dreamed up. Did you ever consider that the only thing I was running away from was you? That life with you had become so difficult that I had no choice but to drop off the face of the Earth and retire?”

“You are making it seem like I ordered you around,” she bit back, a bit offended by the animosity you’re throwing. “You willing fell into a role that never should’ve been. You were my partner, I know what I did was fucked up, but I would never have hurt you on purpose. Let’s not forget that you never said anything. Just left me a note one day and vanished.”

Silence fell as you were faced with the other side of the truth. You stayed and lived with the hurt of being forgotten, but in another turn you never fought to be seen either. Literally, there was never even a discussion, you just handled business separately, and cared for her wholly.

A relationship without communication is nothing more than two bodies out of sync.

“You’re right,” your tense shoulders deflated, and tears that fell from your eyes were wiped away by a gruff tongue trying to comfort you. “Hey Lucky boy, how have you been?”

“He misses you.”

You pet him for a very long time, trying your best to calm your nerves before you were to face her again in the less tumultuous light.

“I still love you Y/N, no longer romantically, but there’s still so much of me that loves you.”

Her words of a love never lost were actually comforting, hitting a nerve that very well would’ve been catastrophic just a day prior.

“I’ll love you forever Kit,” you gazed into her eyes, and smiled warmly, “You taught me so much, and when it was good there was no questioning that love had a purpose in life. I hope you find someone worth remembering.”

With your peace found you stood up, and, and pulled her into a strong embrace. The two of you swayed for a few seconds, then you pulled away and headed for the door.

“I’ll never forget you Y/N, I’m sorry I ever did.”

Kate watched as you picked up a green leash, and her mind caught up fast. “I hope you two are happy together. Invite me to the wedding please, I wouldn’t want to miss such a joy.”

You smiled to yourself while hooking the leash to Fanny, and left the apartment with a final lighthearted comment. “I’ll try not to forget.”

Kate smiled too, and fell back onto her couch.

There’s no one right way to love someone else, but you both knew that near the end of things you only loved the other in shades of wrong. As you drove back to the airport, your hand in another’s you realized that giving up was never the answer, but at the time it was necessary.

Love is a twisted game, sometimes you lose, sometimes you win, but no matter what, either outcome came with a journey of life lessons.

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farity · 2 years

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The Wrong Bride

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x OFC of House Manderly

Warnings: Smutty smut - minors DNI!

Summary: Aemond’s betrothed runs off with another man, leaving her family to clean up the mess.

“Where. Is. She.”

The words were spoken softly, but everyone in the great hall, servants and nobles alike, felt a shimmer of terror down their spines. Near the opposite end of the hall, Kateryn Manderly wondered how much of an idiot her older sister could be.

“My Prince,” her father began, “The Lady Ysobel has made a most grievous transgression and is no longer considered part of our family.”

Kateryn looked over at the tall figure who, without shouting or wielding a sword, was currently holding the very fortunes of her family in his hand. I would have said, the lady Ysobel is a dimwit who is missing out on the most magnificent man I have ever laid eyes upon.

“She is gone, Your Highness,” her mother interrupted, wringing her hands. “She has broken faith with her family, with her House, and we shall not . . . “

“Where. Is. She.” He repeated, and Kateryn saw her parents look at each other, seeking some kind of solution that would never be, in each other’s faces.

He will murder us all if we don’t tell him.

“Your Highness, Ysobel ran off with your messenger.”

Her parents looked at her with horrified expressions, but Kateryn merely shrugged. “He deserves to know.” She looked back at the prince, who seemed to have taken one minor step back from unleashing hell on them all and now was staring straight at her.

“It seems they became much attached to one another, and when the raven arrived yesterday announcing your arrival today, they decided to leave.”

The prince said nothing, but began walking towards Kateryn, who decided maybe it hadn’t been her best idea to start talking during such a tense moment, but things were done and she doubted the prince would kill her for being the only one who, after all, was telling the truth here.

By the Warrior, he was imposing. He took his time crossing the hall, giving her plenty of time to examine his long legs, slim waist, large hands. His face was all sharp angles, like the artist hadn’t bothered sanding and polishing the rough edges before they decided this masterpiece was done.

“You’re her sister,” he said, looking down at her.

“Kateryn Manderly, Your Highness,” she replied, bobbing a curtsy.

“Yes, yes! She is Ysobel’s sister, my prince,” her father called out. “She has not her sister’s beauty or refinement, of course . . . “

What?

“ . . . but she is kind, amiable, and would be loyal and devoted to you . . . “

Makes me sound like a dog.

“ . . . so you may have a Manderly bride after all!”

“What?” Kateryn turned to her father,

“And she is old enough to be wed,” her mother added, “her first blood arrived last year. Kat, close your mouth.”

Stranger take me!

“Wait,” she said to her mother.

“She is better than nothing, Your Highness,” her mother said, ignoring Kateryn.

* * * * *

Aemond looked down at the incredulous look in the Lady Kateryn’s face. She was shorter than Ysobel, her lips nowhere as lush as Ysobel’s, her eyes didn’t have the doe-eyed look that Ysobel’s had, and her hands were tiny things instead of Ysobel’s elegant and graceful hands.

He’d accepted the marriage treaty upon seeing the beauty that was Ysobel, having learned long ago that marriages were a thing of luck and fate, and at least he could satisfy himself with Ysobel’s lush, sylph-like body until he got enough children on her. He’d walked into the great hall hoping to claim his betrothed and have her naked and splayed out beneath him by nighttime, her long legs wrapped around his flanks as he sank into her. He’d take her in every inn on the way back to King’s Landing and plant a babe in her belly before the week was out.

Instead he was being offered her shorter, plainer, “better than nothing” sister.

Second best for the second best, he thought bitterly.

“Are you a deceitful whore like her?” he spat out, and watched her eyes widen. There were gasps throughout the hall, but no one dared say anything.

Kateryn raised her chin, “I am neither deceitful nor a whore, Your Highness,” she said coolly, “It is not something that runs in families, much like being a depraved drunk is, hopefully, not something that runs in your noble house.”

Aemond blinked, twice, at the girl who had just, in the middle of all the tense revelations about Ysobel, insulted his family. Admittedly, she was right about Aegon, but then he saw a small smile blooming at the corner of her lips and decided he couldn’t let her laugh at him. He grabbed the back of her head, caught the flicker of fear in her eyes -

good

- and pressed his mouth to hers. She gasped in surprise and he took advantage of her parted lips to begin exploring her mouth with his tongue. Her small hands were against his chest now, not pushing him away - not that she could - and he could have sworn she was leaning into him. She tasted sweet and innocent and had begun to kiss him back, and for a wild moment he thought of ordering everyone out and taking her on the center table.

They would do it. They would let him. She would let him.

He ended the kiss abruptly, holding her arms when she swayed. “Bring the Septon,” he said, still looking down at her.

“Your Highness, the ceremony is arranged-”

“That ceremony involved your whore of a daughter,” he snapped. “I will be taking my bride home today.”

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Ten minutes later, with only her parents and three servants as witness, the Septon had arrived and the Manderly cloak was draped over her shoulders. Her mother had hastily stuck some flowers on Kateryn’s dark hair before reminding her that she should agree to any demand the prince made, in bed or anywhere else.

She said nothing to her father as he stood next to her, said nothing to her mother as she fussed over the cloak.

The musicians had arrived in the nick of time to play a soft melody as she walked towards her future husband. She remembered the feel of his hand on the back of her neck, the way the muscles of his chest had felt against her hands. His lips had been surprisingly soft, his kiss relentless, and she had barely been able to stay standing when he’d released her. She felt her face warm and hoped she wasn’t acting the fool.

Finally she was next to him, the light colors of her cloak a sharp contrast to his black clothes. The Septon was speaking but Kateryn was barely listening. When it was time for the cloak to be removed, her father kissed her temple and for a moment she felt the chill as the large piece of cloth was taken off her shoulders. She saw the prince receive the Targaryen cloak from a servant and she turned her back to him, scooping her hair to one side before he placed the heavy cloak around her. His hands lingered on her shoulders, and before she could do it herself, he had moved her hair back, his calloused fingertips skimming over the back of her neck.

Kateryn was glad Ysobel had demanded a marriage ceremony under the faith of the Seven. There were rumors that Targaryens cut themselves during old Valyrian-style ceremonies and she wasn’t sure that bloodletting was the thing she needed after this eventful day.

She chanced a look up at Aemond. He kept tapping his fingers on the hilt of his sword, probably in a hurry to leave, she thought. When he turned to say the words, his expression was inscrutable, closed, but he spoke clearly and calmly, while she barely heard her own voice.

The Septon ended the ceremony and smiled kindly at her before she turned to face her husband. This time he kissed her just for a moment before escorting her back towards the main door of the castle. He’d stated that they would be leaving after the wedding, and it only took a few minutes before she was sitting in the carriage, having kissed her parents goodbye in a flurry of tears from her mother and headpats from her father.

* * * * *

Hours later, Aemond opened the door to the carriage, having scouted ahead as they approached the inn. He had a few men guarding the carriage, while others would take up their posts around the inn overnight. Kateryn - his wife - was wrapped in furs, her head resting against the side of the carriage.

She was sleeping.

He had been surprised by her from the moment he’d walked into New Castle that morning. She’d kept enough wits about her to explain what had happened with Ysobel, kept her dignity when he’d made that taunt about her virtue, had even been proud enough to taunt him back. Most of all, she’d surprised him with her response to his kiss. He had caught her examining him from the top of his head to the tip of his boots, no maidenly horror on her face when she looked at his eyepatch, no false shame as she looked up at him. But when he’d grabbed her and kissed her, he’d never imagined she’d get into the spirit of the thing and kiss him back.

She’d been fearless, even when saying goodbye to everything and everyone she knew.

Aemond had been prepared to deal with a woman aware of her own allure, a woman using her beauty to get what she wanted. Instead he’d married a woman who didn’t cower before a prince and who treated each situation she was dealt - and he was well aware of how much this day had changed her life - calmly and efficiently.

Her cheeks were pink from the layers of fur and he nearly smiled at the sight, but she opened her eyes and looked around for a moment before she saw him. “Your Highness,” she murmured, rubbing her eyes. “Forgive me, I must have dozed off.”

“There is nothing to forgive, it has been a long day.” She was trying to push off the various furs, unsuccessfully. “It is cold here, let me.” He reached in and simply grabbed her, furs and all, scooping her into his arms.

“Oh.”

He said nothing else as he walked past the guards and into the inn.

* * * * *

She was being carried like a babe, Kateryn thought. Aemond had picked her up easily before she realized what he was doing, then there was nothing for her to do but wrap her free arm around his neck. He smelled like leather and spices and she wanted to bury her nose right under his ear and stay there.

A guard opened a door and Aemond carried her into a large, well appointed room, fire blazing in the hearth and a tub full of steaming water. He set her down on the edge of the bed and began pulling off each fur. “Do you require a maid to help you?”

She shook her head. “I can manage.”

He stopped for a moment, caught her eye. “I will have dinner brought in.” He removed the last of the furs, leaving her in the grey traveling dress she’d worn all day. “What do you prefer to be called?” he asked unexpectedly. “I heard Lady Manderley call you Kat.”

“Kat is fine. As is Kateryn.”

He gave her a small bow, “Very well, Kateryn. I will be back within the hour.” He turned and left, and she sighed as the door closed behind him. She reached back to begin unlacing her dress and walked over to the tub. There were several scented oils on the edge, soaps and towels, and when she was finally naked, she stepped in, the sting of the hot water soothing to her aching muscles. Slowly she lowered herself to sitting until only her face was above water.

“My lady?”

Kateryn gasped at the woman’s voice. “Yes?”

“I have dinner.”

“Please come in.”

The woman, just a little older than Kateryn, walked in and set a tray on the small table by the hearth. “Does my lady require help with her hair? Or I could scrub your back.”

Yes, she could manage on her own, Kateryn thought, but having someone else help her sounded heavenly.

* * * * *

“I want a staggered rotation,” Aemond said between bites of his food. “Everyone rested, and everyone alert.”

“It will be so, my prince. Will there be anything else?”

“No, go take your rest.” Aemond downed the rest of his cup. He’d taken a quick, scorching bath, not wanting to stink of horse and road when he went back to Kateryn. He’d winced inwardly when she’d rested her forehead against the side of his neck, knowing full well that he’d been sweating and riding in those same clothes for hours. She hadn’t said anything and instead burrowed against him as he walked into the inn, but tonight would be traumatic enough for her without sharing her bed with a man smelling of dirt and animal.

The thought of his new wife went straight to his loins and he shifted in the chair. She was small but well formed, from everything he had seen. When he had carried her to the inn, he had wrapped one arm around shapely hips, and when she had pressed herself against him, he’d felt the soft weight of her breasts. His mouth had started to water and he’d nearly tripped on the doorway to the inn.

It wasn’t like he was a green boy. He had bedded a few, nowhere near the number of women that Aegon had victimized, but then again, he had much more self-control than the rutting pig his brother was. He had no idea how it would be with Kateryn, of course, but he would be as gentle as possible that first time. He would take his time with her, ease her fears, and make sure she was satisfied before taking his own pleasure.

He refused the offer of another cup of wine and instead went outside one last time to make sure everyone was at their posts.

* * * * *

Kateryn sat as the woman dried her hair as best she could in front of the fire. “You’ve lovely hair, my lady.”

“It has a mind of its own,” Kateryn replied, laughing. “I can never get it to do the same thing two days in a row.”

The woman laughed as someone knocked on the door.

“Yes?”

“May I come in?” came Aemond’s voice.

“Of course,” she motioned to the woman to open the door as she looked down, hoping her nightgown wasn’t too wrinkled.

The woman let Aemond in, bobbing a curtsy, and left, closing the door gently behind her.

“Would you like some wine, husband?” Kateryn poured two cups, trying to calm her shaking hands, then turned around, a cup in each hand.

“Yes, thank you.” He took the cup from her, sipped while she took several healthy swigs. “I trust the food was acceptable?”

“Mmm, yes,” she replied. “Have you had dinner? I didn’t think to ask.” She went back to the table, nearly knocking over the half empty bottle as she put down her cup. Mother’s mercy, she thought to herself.

Aemond reached out, taking her hand before she knocked over a chair or worse, fell into the fire. “Kateryn.”

“I am sorry I am not the one you wanted.” She was looking down at her bare feet, her damp hair swinging as she shook her head. “I am sorry my sister ran off with that . . . “

He pulled her in, kissing her and wrapping his arms around her until she sank into him the way she had that morning. Her small hands rested against his chest, fingertips rubbing tiny marks over his coat. He continued to kiss her but let go of her to shrug off the coat, She wrapped her arms around his neck, pushing off the coat until it fell to the floor. She tasted like the sweet wine she’d just had, and he began to wonder how the rest of her would taste.

Her nightgown was a thin mist over her body, the sea green embroidery on the bodice covering her breasts, and he realized that she was unlacing his shirt. He pulled back and she stopped. “My prince?” She asked.

“Are you ever going to call me by my name?” he murmured softly as he reached back and pulled the unlaced shirt over his head.

Kateryn could only stare. This man - her husband - was a warrior, muscles honed from endless training, his lean frame betraying the power beneath. Her hands began mapping the lines of his shoulders.

“Kateryn.”

She reached up to trace a small scar on his shoulder, a long ago wound, she mused, letting her fingertip skim over the healed flesh.

“Wife.”

She looked up at him. “What?” she asked dreamily. He was actually smiling at her, she realized. Did he know how it transformed his face? “What, Aemond?”

He blinked at her, as if surprised, and wrapped an arm around her waist. She let herself be carried to the side of the bed, where he sat before her. “Fair is fair,” he said softly before taking the hem of her nightgown. He began raising it past her knees, not rushing her, his knuckles ghosting over the sides of her thighs.

He saw the color return to her face, the way she kept blinking, but never stopping him. Her hands went to her chest as he pulled the nightgown over her head, holding the fabric in place for a moment before she let it fall between them.

She was looking straight at him, the same way he looked at people’s faces when they first met him, looking for any sign of displeasure or disgust.

Aemond cupped her face, pulling her closer until her breasts were pressed against him and then wrapped his arms around her to pull her down to the bed.

* * * * *

This was all happening very fast, Kateryn thought. He’d been undressing her slowly until she was naked before him, then he’d pulled her close and she’d felt him shiver as he stroked her back. A moment later she was gazing up at him, silver hair falling like silk curtains around them both. He was fumbling with his trousers while he kissed her, feet kicking off the garment until she felt his bare thigh between hers. She instinctively arched up against him, letting her breasts brush the hard planes of his chest.

She heard Aemond mutter a curse under his breath, felt him kneeing her legs apart. She knew what was going to happen, knew there would be some discomfort the first time, but she wasn’t prepared for the sharp burning stab of pain as he thrust inside her. Again, he shivered, murmuring her name against her ear as his hips began slamming against her. She felt the tears running down the sides of her face and could only hold on to him as he picked up speed. “So good,” he chanted over and over, until she felt him thrust hard one final time and he roared his release.

Kateryn stroked his back, glad it was all over now, as his arms shook from holding himself above her. It is done, she thought, they were well and truly married now. He had seemed to enjoy himself, which was good. He slowly pulled out of her and fell onto his back next to her.

No one had told her what to do after the marriage was consummated, though, but she knew she felt sticky and that there was probably some blood to clean up. “I will be back,” she said, and scurried to the tub.

* * * * *

He was a brute. He’d lost his mind the moment he had felt her breasts pressed against him and every single good intention he had was gone. Every lofty goal to take his time with his new wife, to give her pleasure, had vanished and he had taken her like a savage. He’d seen the tracks of tears on her face as she had left the bed and wished he could disappear. He had probably hurt her more than necessary. Sitting up, he noticed a little bit of blood on him, a couple of drops on the bed cover, and felt like the monster most people thought he was.

“Are you all right?”

He looked up at his wife, incredulous. She was asking him if he was all right?

“Kateryn.”

She picked up the discarded nightgown and slipped it over her head before returning to the bed. At least she wasn’t running for her life, he thought.

“I hope you are pleased,” she added shyly, and he felt a wave of shame like he hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Kateryn.”

“I have no experience, of course, but . . . “

“Kateryn.” He extended a hand to her and she took it, pointedly not looking between his legs. He grabbed the cover and flipped it over to cover his lap before pulling her down next to him. He felt her tense at first but she relaxed as he kissed her gently. “I’m sorry, I meant . . . “

She smiled at him, her eyes still a little red. “There is nothing to be sorry for,” she said brightly, “I am sure I will learn to be better.” Her fingers threaded through his hair, her touch gentle and soothing.

He searched for the words to tell her it wasn’t her who needed to be better, but stilled when he felt her fingertips on the edge of his scar.

“Does it hurt? I’ve tended to wounds after a battle and some of the men will later say their scars can awaken even years later and there is some pain.”

“Yes,” he replied softly. “Sometimes.” He wanted to fix it, to make this night better for her, and could only think of one way.

“You must let me know, then.” She was chattering nervously, he knew, and decided to kiss her again. Her lips were soft and delicate, eager and willing, and he began tracing a line up her calf, back down to her ankle and up again, until she sighed against his mouth.

She stiffened when his hand reached her hip, but let him pull her down on the bed. His hand reached up higher until his fingers closed over one breast, and she gasped at the touch. He thumbed over the tip of her breast and she moved to take off the nightgown.

Fearless, he thought again.

He kissed her mouth once more and then began to trail kisses down her neck until he reached that lovely breast in his hand, rubbing his cheek over the impossibly soft flesh and then he took the rosy pink tip in his mouth.

“Oh.”

She’d gone very still, her breathing shallow as he savored the taste of her. Moving to the other breast, he felt her fingers in his hair, gripping him against her. She liked it, he thought, delighted.

He let go of her breast to kiss his way down until he felt her tense again. He kissed the top of her thigh, pushing her legs apart and hooking his arms underneath. She was quiet, still, and then his mouth was on her and she moaned, her back arching. He held her thighs open as he continued feasting on her, her hips rocking as she sought more and more.

He gave her more, gave her everything, thrilled with the knowledge that she belonged to no other but him, that every touch was her first, and that every new pleasure she was discovering was because of him. He savored every whimper, every mindless chant of his name as her thighs began to shake. He worked her with lips and tongue until she cried out, her hands fisting in his hair, continued pleasuring her until he felt her sobbing, slowed down to bring her back from the peak.

She had finally gone limp beneath him, and he thought there wasn’t a more beautiful sight in the world than his wife at that very moment. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted in a small smile, one hand resting between her breasts. Aemond thought of the way the day had started and smiled to himself.

* * * * *

Kateryn hadn’t known such a thing was done. Obviously one could kiss or be kissed anywhere, but it had never occurred to her.

They had shared more wine after, drinking from the same cup until her head began swimming and she fell asleep in his arms. She felt him wrap himself around her, pull up the covers to keep her warm, and dozed off in minutes.

Aemond kissed her bare shoulder, inhaling the warm, clean scent of her skin. They would be back in King’s Landing soon, but he didn’t dread it so much any more. He imagined his family’s reaction when they met his wife. It didn’t matter. What mattered was that now he saw the future as just a little brighter.

#aemond targaryen #aemond x oc #aemond fanfiction

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m00n-and-m3 · 28 days

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MAKING AN INTRO POST RAHHHHH 🔥:P xD

(because i'm sick of having it all in my bio x)

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you can call me Kat McManhater, as it says in the bio🎀 i in fact do live up to my name, i'm pro radical feminism and very autistic x ♡♡♡

(sorry update this MAY be turning into an 4n4 account i'll try not to reblog too much of it tho mostly radblr stuff x)

also i love pokémon, whether that's competitively or just the characters in general. i love fakemon and ocs too (can you tell i'm autistic yet)

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FANDOMS ? / idk---- apart from pokémon

bungo stray dogs (hyperfixation)

jujutsu kaisen (not much really)

daria, idrk if there's a fandom?? xD

yandere simulator (unfortunately my longest hyperfixation x)

lucky star (barely but it's a cute show)

danganronpa but i forgot half the lore and also i'm immune to cringe culture

welcome to raven brooks (again, immune to cringe culture)

fullmetal alchemist ♡♡♡ and probably more stuff i'm forgetting

IDK WHAT ELSW TO ADD BRUH 🔥

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I REMEMBERED SOMETHING XD

i like visual kei a lot, like, a lot i listen to it all hours of the day, and i love vkei even though i'm still so new to the genre🎪 <- (risley circus reference 🥶🗣️)

other music i like is like, slipknot and mcr and possibly mitski (she's cutie ♡) and i also enjoy KATHLEEN HANNA 🪷

meow meow meow 👅 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 Fax my brother! Spit your shit indeed!

discord || m00n_haunter

tiktok || kokomi_teruhashii

ANYWAY THIS IS IT FELLAS ‼️

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claymoresword · 2 years

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You Get Me So High | Maddy Perez x Rue Bennett

Summary: Rue and Maddy are going on a double date but while alone in the car, they get carried away. 18+

Pairing: Rue x Maddy

Wordcount: 1.5k

Warnings: porn basically no plot, top!rue, pda

Note: i saw that pic of zendaya for the first time today and lost my mind a little.. just got me thinking abt how maddy would react seeing rue wear something like that lol needless to say i got carried away but ur gonna benefit from that! enjoy!

ps: its canon to me whenever maddy and rue are together they act like they're the only two people on earth.. cute but totally inconsiderate to everyone around them

apologies for the sheer amount of typos

"For fuck sake." Rue sighs.

She's been searching for something to binge on Netflix but nothing is peaking her interest. Rue stares at her laptop for a few more seconds until she decides to give up.

She picks up her phone and decides to text Maddy instead. The raven haired latina always seemed to have some new gossip to share with her, maybe tonight will be the same.

It's almost as if Maddy could telepathically hear Rue's cry for help because before she's managed to type anything, her phone lights up with a text.

Mads

picking u up in 5 mins.

Rue's eyebrows furrow in confusion.

Rue

what

where we going ?

Mads

kat invited us bowling w her and ethan

u wanna spend time with me don't u

Rue

ofc i do

but i wish you'd tell me earlier i need to mentally prepare for stuff like this

Mads

what does that even mean

im outside btw

Rue glances at her outfit. She's only wearing grey sweatpants and a t shirt. She's basically dressed for bed.

Rue ponders for a second. Maybe she should go put on something else.

Maddy doesnt allow her girlfriend to ruminate on the thought a second longer, she aggressively sounds the car horn.

The older girl is notoriously impatient, Rue will not risk getting on her bad side tonight.

Without missing a beat Rue quickly grabs her phone and wallet, climbing out her bedroom window to meet Maddy in the car.

Rue climbs in the vehicle and greets Maddy with a peck on the lips.

The shorter girl taking the opportunity to deepen the kiss for a few moments, settling her hand on the back of Rue's neck.

"Hey" Rue breathes out against Maddy's lips, as a smile forms on her own.

"Hi" The older girl responds, reciprocating the smile.

Rue leans back and reaches over to put on her seat belt.

"You're literally an angel sent to save me from existential boredom." Rue quips.

Maddy rolls her eyes in response but a smile forms on her lips.

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They pull up to the bowling arena and Maddy takes one final look at herself in the car mirror, running her hands through her hair, making sure she looks presentable.

As Maddy was focused on herself Rue unwarily grabs the bottom of her t shirt lifting it to wipe her mouth. Exposing her toned stomach.

It was only then when Maddy took notice of what Rue was wearing.

She had on an oversized t shirt with grey sweatpants that hung just below her waist, her boxers showing a little.

Maddy feels something stir in the pit of her stomach. She can't really explain why she finds it so attractive. She's heard people talk about how hot sweatpants were on men but she always found it was overrated.

Seeing it on Rue however, it makes sense.

It's as if they were invented specifically for her.

Her girlfriend's ability to look good without really trying has always been something Maddy admired.

Rue goes to pull up her pants slightly still unware of her girlfriend gawking at her.

Maddy then focuses her eyes on Rue's hands, she notices her prominent veins and long fingers.

Her talented fingers.

The taller girl's hands were noticeably large compared to Maddy's smaller more delicate ones.

Rue always knows what to do with her hands.

Maddy finds herself picturing Rue's hands all over her body, grabbing her thighs, her chest, her ass.

Maddy's train of thought gets interrupted when Rue clears her throat. Now finally aware of her girlfriends fixed gaze on her.

"Can i help you with something?" Rue asks humor evident in her tone.

"Hm?" Maddy responds meeting her girlfriend's gaze an innocuous look on her face.

"You're eyeing me like a piece of meat." Rue states.

A smirk forms across Maddy's face but doesn't say anything in response, only leaning in to pull the taller girl in for a deep kiss.

Rue kisses Maddy back just as hard, she leans forward slightly her hand moving to rub the older girl's exposed thigh.

Another rush of arousal goes through Maddy's body this time settling right at her core.

She pushes Rue backwards the younger girl now back in her own seat.

Maddy quickly unbuckles her seatbelt moving her legs up, straddling Rue, her legs settling on either side of the taller girl's hips.

Maddy tugs at the hem of Rue's sweatpants as she places a wet kiss on her neck. She then runs her tongue along the base of her ear before moving down again settling on her pulse point. Rue's breathing quickens, urging the smaller girl to bite down on her neck. That earned a louder more desperate noise from the younger girl.

"Baby, we're in a parking lot." Rue whispers, referring to the amount people going in and out of their cars in the busy area.

"I don't care." Maddy responds, kissing her girlfriend again before grabbing Rue's hand, placing it on her own ass.

Rue gives Maddy's ass a firm squeeze before slowly finding her way back to her thigh.

She lifts up Maddy's skirt slightly, exposing her girlfriend's underwear and giving herself more access.

Rue's is once again rubbing at her girlfriend's thigh but moving no further.

Maddy grows more impatient as she squirms in her girlfriend's lap. Eventually seeking more friction for her now throbbing core, Maddy starts grinding against the taller girl's lap, her hand getting lost in Rue's hair giving it a firm tug.

Rue moves her hand up and kneads Maddy's breast over her top.

The smaller girl's breathing now heavy as a moan spills out of her directly into Rue's mouth, hips still moving against her lap.

"Fuck me." Maddy breathes out, her voice trembling.

Rue moves her hand now placing the palm of her hand directly onto her girlfriend's center rubbing circles over the fabric of her underwear.

Maddy moves her hips following the motion, grinding against Rue's hand.

The younger girl finds the zipper on Maddy's jacket and unzips it with one hand exposing her bare chest. Rue's mouth quickly takes Maddy's nipples into her mouth. Licking it in circles matching the momentum of her other hand on Maddy's pussy.

Maddy whines, growing more desperate.

She hastily grabs Rue's hand dipping it into her underwear, signaling for Rue to put her fingers inside her.

The younger girl dips two fingers into her girlfriend's entrance feeling just how wet the older girl was. Her fingers slide into her with ease and she starts pumping, quick and deep, feeling Maddy's walls contract against her.

Maddy starts moving her hips again, this time bouncing up and down on Rue's fingers assisting with her own pleasure.

Rue feels Maddy's arousal drip onto her hand and down the shorter girl's thigh. Her own breathing now growing more ragged as she watches her girlfriend move against her fingers.

Rue thought Maddy always looked beautiful but she was truly most breathtaking when she's on top of her like this, eager and wanting for release.

Maddy's moans now growing louder and more obscene.

People walking past definitely heard them but Rue didn't care anymore, she actually found immense pleasure in it.

"Fuck- Rue" Maddy chokes out. Hearing her girlfriend say her name with such need sent a jolt throughout Rue's body.

She starts pumping into the older girl deeper and harder.

Like a reflex, Maddy's hand moves to Rue's throat wrapping her fingers around and holding her firmly in place.

She was about to cum, Rue could tell based on Maddy's grip on her neck accompanied with the expression her face and the feeling of her walls tightening against her fingers.

Just as Maddy was reaching her climax, Rue leans forward and bites down on Maddy's neck, hard.

The older girl screams out, and Rue brings her hand over her mouth muffling the deafening sounds of pleasure spilling out of her girlfriend.

Maddy's eyes roll to the back of her head and her whole body is now trembling, as the intense orgasm rips through her.

Rue watches her girlfriend in awe.

She pulls her fingers out of her and Maddy whines at the loss.

Eyes hooded, she watches as Rue licks her fingers clean.

Maddy crashes their lips, rubbing her tongue against Rue's, tasting herself.

"You're so fucking amazing." Maddy says breathless, once their lips disconnected.

Rue pulls her girlfriend in for another kiss without saying a word merely smiling into it, and then moving to place a quick kiss on Maddy's forehead.

Maddy leans her head against Rue's chest, letting herself rest on her lap, trying to regain her strength.

Rue takes the opportunity to rub Maddy's back soothingly giving her the time she needs to recover.

Their moment of bliss was finally interrupted when they hear knocks on the window.

It was Kat.

"What the hell? I've been texting you. This is what you've been doing?" Kat huffs, evidently annoyed.

Maddy lifts her head and meets Rue's gaze both of them stiffling a laugh.

#euphoria #euphoria fic #maddy perez #maddy perez smut #maddy perez x reader #rue bennett #rue bennett smut #rue bennett x reader #maddy perez x rue bennett #maddy x rue

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m-jelly · 10 months

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Chapter 12

Thank you @ladycheesington for the perfect banner

Vampire Levi x fem!reader

Victorian era like world, vampires, secrets, romance, falling in love, vampire lore, sexual tension, possessive Levi, mentions of pregnancy, protective Levi, stalker like behaviour, crying child, dad Levi.

In this chapter: It's the modern world, your business and Levi's is booming. Your son comes home to his loving family and you all have a loving family time together. A ghost from your past returns terrifying you, but causing your kids and husband to begin plotting to get rid of the ghost for good.

Part 13

The neon lights gleamed and reflected off the black car as it approached the club. All eyes were on it as it pulled up. The rain had finally stopped causing the floors to look like black rivers. There was anticipation in the air. Everyone was curious about who was the person behind the wheel of the expensive car. The long line of people waiting to get in was no longer pushing and begging the bouncer, but instead staring at the car.

Multiple gasps were heard when the door swung open. A smart shoe that seemed to have a dazzling shine to it stepped out. Another joined the foot and was shortly followed by a young man with raven hair, steel blue eyes and a charming smile. He was almost the spitting image of his handsome father who owned the club with his wife.

The man popped a blood candy in his mouth that his darling mother made and locked his cold gaze onto a family friend, Mike. He smirked and moved his way over to the very tall blonde vampire. “Oi, Mike? How’s it going?”

Mike looked up and grinned instantly. “Evan! Holy shit, you’re back. You were gone for what, two months?”

“Yeah, I went out of the city to do some work for Uncle Erwin.” He glanced at the line of people and heard the women squeal in delight at him looking over. Evan was like his father, naturally handsome and even more so as a vampire. Plus, he had the gentle and sweet personality of his mother. There was a small side of him like his crazy father, but he kept that hidden from his precious mother. “How’s momma?”

Mike waved to the bouncer and walked inside with Evan. “She’s good. She misses you, but your father is incredible at distracting her. Your three sisters are doing a good job too, but you know what your mother is like.”

Evan walked through the clean and lively club. “When one flower is not in the garden, it's empty.” He chuckled as he thought about his parents and three sisters. He adored how close everyone was and how it was filled with love. “I missed them.”

Mike put his arm around Evan. “Oh, I have some news for you. Your Uncle Erwin finally confessed his feelings.”

“Holy shit. He’s finally told Kat he loves her?”

“Yep.” He smiled. “She’s still the head of all the bar staff. Bar manager. She’s the best. Erwin wants to spoil her and make her a vampire, but she loves working for your mother and they are very close friends. She asked to be human for a bit longer.”

Evan smirked. “That’s funny. I can’t wait to see Uncle Erwin pouting a lot.”

“It is funny.” He walked into VIP and led Evan to the bar where Kat was working and Erwin was sitting playing with a drink. “Evening both. I have a handsome lad here who you might recognise.”

Erwin sat up and gazed at Evan. A bright smile spread over his lips. “Evan!” He hugged Evan tightly. “Good to see you. You get back now? I thought you were finishing tomorrow?”

Evan sat down and chuckled. “Yeah, well I missed my sisters and parents. So, I got work done faster and came back. It’s all good, right?”

Erwin nodded. “Fantastic, yeah. You got your incredible brain from your dad, your people skills from your mother and your creativity from her too.”

“I lucked out.” He looked around. “Where are momma and papa?”

Kat handed a drink over to Evan. “Your father took her upstairs to the office about twenty minutes ago.” She winked at him. “They’ll be back in five or ten minutes.”

Evan downed some of this drink. “Or an hour. Dad can’t help himself with Mum.”

“They have a charming romance.” He sat down and sighed. “I missed them and my sisters so bad.” He hummed. “Uncle Erwin? Please don’t send me away for a long time again.”

Erwin smiled. “Don’t worry, I won’t. I find it hard being away from Kat.” He reached over, took her hands and began kissing them. “My sexy kitten.”

Kat leaned over and kissed Erwin. “My handsome bear.” She gazed at Evan. “Any luck on the love front?”

Evan shook his head. “Not yet. I’m waiting on my soulmate.” He sighed and looked out at the club. “This place looks incredible.”

“Excuse me?” A girl moved closer to Evan and pushed her chest out. “Hi. Buy me a drink?”

Evan stared at her. “Let me guess, you saw the clothes I wore and guessed I was rich. So, you decided to pick on me to get you a drink because you knew I could afford it. You also picked me because you think you’ll pay me back with your company, right?”

She giggled. “Yeah. I mean, I’m hot sooo we’d have a great night.” She ran her hand up his arm. “You’re a vampire, right? That’s hot. You can feed on me as much as you like. I just want the most expensive drink and VIP access.”

Evan laughed. “I’m not going to do that. I’m not interested either. I am looking for my soulmate, not some payment fuck. Go find a loser vampire. I’m not fucking interested. I’m not some money bag or a bag of meat.”

She snarled at him. “Who the fuck do you think you are? I’m hot! You should be honoured.”

“Evan!” Levi jogged over with a big grin on his face.

The girl gasped. “Wait, you know Lord Ackerman?”

Evan stood up. “He’s my dad.” Evan hurried over and hugged Levi tightly. “Hey Dad, it’s good to see you.” He pulled back and frowned. “Where’s Mum?”

Levi blushed a little. “She’ll be with us in a bit. How come you’re back so early? We were planning a welcome home party for you.”

“I just missed you all so much.”

“I’m glad you’re home and I’m glad you didn’t get hurt.” Levi hugged him again and covered Evan’s face in kisses.

Evan laughed. “I stayed safe, Dad.”

You huffed as you fixed your dress. “Levi, you’re in so much trouble when we get home.”

Levi turned to face you with hearts in his eyes. “My darling love, before you say something naughty, our adorable son is back.”

You looked up and gasped when you saw Evan. “EVAN!” You ran over and hugged him tightly. “My little flower.”

Evan chuckled as he hugged you back. “Hey, Mum. I missed you.”

You cupped his face and looked up at him as tears filled your eyes. “I missed you too.” You covered his face with kisses. “My handsome man.”

He wiped your tears away. “Don’t cry, Mum.”

Levi’s eyes widened. “You’re crying?” He yanked you into his arms. “My darling.”

“Dad, she’s just happy.”

Levi hugged you tightly. “I know, but I don’t like her crying. She should be happy all the time.”

You sniffed. “I’m so glad you’re home, Evan. Two months was too long.”

Evan chuckled. “It was. I missed you both and my sisters.” He smiled at you. “Can we go home?”

“Yes, right Levi?”

Levi nodded. “Yes, let’s go home.”

Evan pulled out his car keys. “I’ll drive so you two can kiss in the back.”

Levi blushed as he followed Evan. “We’re not that bad.”

“You are, Dad.”

Levi whined. “Darling?”

You kissed Levi’s cheek. “There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be with me all the time. I always want to be with you.”

“You do?”

You giggled. “Of course I do! Why wouldn’t I? We’ve been together for over 100 years.”

Levi kissed and nipped your neck. “Every second has been blissful.” He opened the car door and let you in. He climbed in after you and snuggled up. “Can’t believe our son is driving us home.”

“Mm, it’s fun!” You leaned forward. “Evan, my little flower? You’re amazing.”

Evan smiled. “Thanks, Mum.” He glanced at the mirror. “How are Lilly and her boyfriend doing?”

You gasped. “Evan.”

He glanced in the mirror and saw how much Levi was pouting. “Oh, dear.”

Levi growled. “Fuck that guy!”

You played with Levi’s hair. “Your father doesn’t like him.”

Evan frowned. “Why?”

Levi huffed. “He’s immature! He’s like a toddler!”

You rubbed Levi’s back. “Sweetheart? Breathe.”

He turned and snuggled up to you. “I just don’t like it.”

“I know, but you have to let our daughter make her own life choices. We can’t protect her all the time.” You smiled. “But we can be clean up.”

Evan laughed as he pulled up at the big family home. “Mum, no murder.”

You got out of the car. “What about removing a limb?”

“Mum.”

Levi got out and closed the door. “I think removing a limb is good.”

“Dad.” Evan shook his head. “I know there is no use in talking to the two of you.” He looked ahead when he saw the doors open. He grinned when he saw Lilly, Daisy and Violet. “There are my wonderful sisters.” He jogged over to them. “Hi!”

Levi smiled as he held you. “Look at them. Our precious kids together.” He nipped your earlobe. “I want another baby.”

You rubbed Levi’s chest. “Honey, you know that vampires have low fertility.”

“You say that and yet we have set the record for the most children a purebred vampire has ever had. The Monroe family had it with two, but we have four. We could have more.”

You kissed his cheek a few times. “We’ll see what happens.”

Levi grabbed your bum. “I’m determined.”

You giggled. “I know.” You gasped in horror when Lilly came running over to you sobbing. “Lilly?” You caught her and hugged your stunningly beautiful daughter. “What’s wrong?”

Evan picked up his little six-year-old sister, Violet. “Mum? You might want to take it slow with this one.”

Daisy, who was in her 20s gave you a reassuring smile. “You’ve got this, Mum. Just make sure Dad doesn’t lose his shit.”

Levi stared at his three goddess-looking girls and then his godly son. “What’s going on?”

You cupped Lilly’s face. “You want to go to the clubhouse your daddy and I made for you kids?”

Lilly sniffed back her tears. “Mm. Yes.”

You held her against you and walked with her. “Come with me, my little flower, let’s talk somewhere you feel safe.”

Levi hurried ahead and went to the clubhouse by the lake. It was a lovely modern hut with double doors, big windows, a swing seat outside and inside it was full of comfy things. Soft bed floors, cushions, blankets and soft lighting made it perfect for everyone. He pushed the double doors open to let him the gentle night breeze before setting up a little area with food.

You sat Lilly down, wrapped her in a blanket and then cuddled her. “What’s happened?”

She lay on your lap and cuddled up to you. “Mummy.”

You played with her hair. “Talk to us.”

Levi held Lilly’s hand. “We’re here for you, lilypad. Did your boyfriend hurt you?”

Lilly shook her head. “I broke up with him.”

You leaned down and kissed her head. “I’m sorry.”

“He was an asshole. I know he wasn’t good for me, but I just wanted to have some fun with a guy who was a little exciting. He cheated on me.” She sobbed a little. “I brought in all the money. I cooked all his human meals. I cleaned up everything and he cheated! I was a maid, not a lover.”

“He doesn’t deserve you.” You brushed the hair from her face. “You are an incredible woman. You are sweet, kind, caring and smart. Fuck that man.”

Levi kissed Lilly’s hand. “He’s a piece of shit. He doesn’t deserve you. You’re incredible. You’re wonderful. You will find your soulmate someday and I know it. You don’t need to rush this. You are worth waiting for.”

Lilly smiled. “Thanks, Dad. Thanks, Mum.” She rubbed her tears. “Don’t kill him, Dad.”

Levi huffed. “Fine.”

You sat Lilly up and held her tightly. “We love you.” You kissed her cheek. “Now, hug your Dad for a bit.”

Lilly frowned a little. “Mum?”

You grinned. “I’m gonna go out for a bit.”

“Mum!” She gasped. “Dad! Mum is going to kill my ex!”

Levi ruffled his hair. “I can’t stop her. You know what she’s like.”

Lilly dove at you and hugged you. “Mummy, don’t!”

You whined a bit. “You know what calling me mummy does to me.” You sighed. “All right I won’t kill him.”

“Mummy?”

You let out a long sigh. “I’ll behave. I promise. You know I can’t resist it when you lot call me mummy.” You smiled as she hugged Levi. “I think a family night is needed, don’t you?”

Lilly nodded. “Please.” She smiled a little. “Hello, other flowers.”

You looked at the door to see your two daughters and son. “My flowers!” You opened your arms. “Come for a cuddle!” You hummed a laugh as they dove into your arms. “I love you all.”

Daisy sighed. “So, are we killing him?”

You pouted. “Lilly won’t let us.”

“Boo.” She flopped on her side. “I had a place to bury him as well.”

You smiled at your goth-loving daughter. “Same.”

Daisy grinned. “A swamp?”

“You know it.”

“You’re the best, Mum.”

Violet climbed onto your lap and sighed. “Tired.”

You played with her soft hair. “Have a nap on me, okay?”

She hummed and clung to you. “Mummy.”

Evan smiled at Lilly. “He didn’t deserve you, you know? You’re so cool and he was a loser. You need to find someone who is fun and makes you laugh. Someone who is a nerd who will play video games with you. A person that feels like home to you.”

Lilly welled up as he smiled. “You’re right.”

Levi let out a long sigh. “Shall we move to the house? We can watch movies, have some snacks and have a bit of fun as a family.” He smiled at Violet sleeping against you. “Of course, it is nap time for Violet.”

Daisy giggled. “I miss being six. I used to sleep a lot.”

Levi hummed. “Six was a good age.”

You held Violet against you and stood up. “Let’s head home.”

Levi put his arm around Lilly and walked with her. “You can talk to us whenever you need to, okay?”

Lilly smiled sweetly. “Thank you, all of you. I feel like I can keep going thanks to you all.”

You adjusted Violet’s floppy body in your arms. “I’ll make blood hot chocolates.”

Levi sighed. “Darling, I hired people to do things like that for us.”

You whined. “But I like making it.”

Daisy jumped around the garden. “Mum’s version is the best.”

Evan jogged ahead. “She’s right, Dad.”

Levi released a long sigh. “I know but I want your mother to relax a little.”

Lilly leaned over and whispered. “I think Dad wants to snuggle with Mum.”

You blushed. “Levi? Do you want to snuggle?”

Levi nodded shyly. “I do.”

Daisy giggled. “I know how you make it, mum. Let me try.”

You gasped. “Yes.” Your eyes widened and slowly filled with tears. “I’m so proud.”

Lilly hummed a laugh. “You two really set the standard for romance and love.”

Evan smiled a bit. “You both really do.”

You welled up and started sobbing a bit. “I’m so happy and I can’t believe how much love there is around me.”

Evan took Violet from you. “I think Dad wants you.”

Levi tackled you into a hug. “Darling.”

You clung tightly to Levi. “My babies are so wonderful and you’re so perfect.”

Levi picked you up and carried you to the living room. “Come on, time to snuggle in front of the TV.” He carried you and sat down on the cushioned floor with you. “Are you okay, my love?”

You nuzzled the crook of Levi’s neck. “I’m just a bit emotional, that’s all.”

Levi gasped. “Baby?”

You sighed. “No, no. I’m just emotional, that’s all. You know I go through phases and weak phases too.”

Levi looked at the scars on your arm from the sun pit. He lightly touched it and kissed your temple. “I know, my love, but I always see you as my strong and sexy wife.” He sighed. “You going through a sick phase?”

You hummed a moment as you thought. “Yeah. I feel a bit weak, I’m always tired and I just…mmm.”

“Headache?”

You sniffed a little. “I don’t want the kids to know. They worry too much when I get sick. Evan panics the most.”

Levi sighed. “He does. Bless him.” He gazed at you. “You’ve been in the sun too much, haven’t you?”

You hid your face against Levi. “Mm.”

“I’m not mad, don’t worry.” He chuckled. “It’s okay. Plus, I’m a bit to blame. I’ve been playing with you a lot.”

You giggled. “It’s been wonderful. You know I can’t get enough of you either.”

Levi rocked you. “How about a holiday? We can go as a family.”

Evan sat down and spoke after his sisters joined him. “I’ve put Violet to bed.” He sighed. “I think you two should go on holiday without us lot.”

You gasped and shook your head. “We can’t. Violet is only six and you three need me.”

Evan smiled. “I’m happy to babysit.”

Lilly squealed. “Yes! Me too!”

Daisy clapped her hands. “It’ll be so much fun!”

You whined a little. “Really? Are you all sure?”

Lilly nodded. “We’ve got this, Mum. You need the rest. You’ve been working your ass off with your business and looking after us. Plus, we know you’re sick.”

Daisy hummed in agreement. “We know the signs. You’re having a flare-up of what that bitch did to you.” She huffed. “I’m mad Dad killed her because I want to break her and kill her.”

Levi held you close. “You’re not killing anyone. You lot need to keep your hands clean, got it?”

All your kids spoke together. “Yes, Dad.”

“Good!” Levi smiled at you. “Drink some blood hot chocolate, okay?”

You nodded and took a cup from Daisy. “Thank you.” You sipped it and welled up. “It’s perfect. I love you all so damn much.”

Evan chuckled. “Mum has her happy tears again. A group hug is needed.”

You smiled brightly. “I’m so happy.”

Violet stomped her boots down on the snow and giggled as she did. “Look, Mummy! It’s snow!”

You giggled. “It is.”

She ran a little ahead and stopped a moment. “Mummy?”

“Yes?”

She turned to you and smiled. “I love you.”

You walked over to her and cupped her face. “I love you so much.” You kissed her forehead. “You wanna go see the ducks?”

She nodded. “Please.” She bounced up and down as she walked with you. “Where’s Evan?”

“Your big brother is out with Daddy, Daisy and Lilly.” You squeezed her hand. “They have business to do. We are having a play day.”

Violet gasped when she watched the ducks. “Quack, quack!”

You played with her hair a little. “They’re cute, right?”

She nodded. “Yes.” She hummed a bit and looked around. A little gasp escaped her when she saw someone who scared her. She turned and clung to you. “Mummy, I don’t like him.”

You crouched down as she cried. “Don’t like who?”

She started crying. “The scary man!”

You scooped up Violet and looked around. “Scary man?” You looked around the park and felt your stomach drop when you saw someone who you hadn’t seen in years. His hair was a bit shorter now with the right side cut a bit so it reached his chin. There were a few layers in his hair now adding volume. He had the rest of it gathered together and over his left shoulder. “Damian.”

Damian walked closer to you as he softly said your name. “You are so beautiful. The modern world looks good on you.” He hummed a laugh. “Look at her. Your daughter is so cute. She’s your fourth, right?”

You squeezed Violet as she cried. “Y-Yes.” You gulped hard. “We have somewhere to be.”

He blocked your path. “Aren’t you glad to see me?” He walked closer to you causing you to back up. “We can finally be the family we dreamt of.”

Violet sobbed. “Mummyyyy.”

A flash of the past came to mind at Violet’s sobs. The old room, Evan screaming for you and Damian ripping your neck with his fangs. Panic set in as you were consumed by bad memories of the past. You shook a little and looked at Damian to see the madness in his eyes turning to concern. You turned and ran as fast as you could and prayed your blood bond with Levi worked.

You gasped as your lungs tightened up. “Levi!” You ran towards the park entrance. “Levi!”

Levi appeared before you with your son and two daughters. He shouted your name. “What’s wrong?” He saw you were having a panic attack. “Evan! Take Violet.”

Evan took Violet from you. “I’ve got her, Mum.”

Levi caught you in his arms. “It’s okay. I’ve got you. You can pass out now. You’re safe and Violet is too.”

You panted. “Thank…you…”

He held you close as you passed out. “Let’s get home, now!” He ran fast with his kids following. Levi was thankful that vampires could move so fast. He hurried you to the bedroom and lay you down. “Poor love.”

Violet sniffed. “Mummy?”

Evan sat with Violet on his lap. “Mummy is sleeping right now, okay?”

“Okay.”

Daisy knelt in front of Violet. “What happened?”

“Mm…there was a bad man.”

Lilly frowned. “Bad man? What did he look like?”

Violet pointed at Levi. “He had black hair like daddy, but long!”

Levi looked over at Violet. “What colour were his eyes?”

“Red.”

“Shit.” He winced. “Sorry, I shouldn’t swear.” He let out a long sigh. “I thought he’d given up. It’s been so long.”

Evan hugged Violet. “It’s Damian, isn’t it?”

Levi nodded. “No doubt about it.” He kissed your forehead. “Go play for a bit, okay? Your mother will be very emotional when she wakes up and panics. I know she doesn’t want you all to see her like that. Damian and his sister hurt her a lot.”

Lilly welled up. “Poor Mum.”

Daisy stood up. “We’ll surprise her with gifts!”

Evan smiled. “I think that’s a great idea! We’ll be back later, Dad.”

Levi welled up a little. “Thank you, so much. I love all of you.” He waited for them to leave before lying on his side and crying a little. “I’m sorry, my darling. I’m so sorry. I should have taken care of them a long time ago.”

You opened your eyes and smiled sweetly at Levi. “Hey, honey. Please don’t cry and blame yourself. You’re a wonderful man.”

Levi wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly. “I should have been there.”

“You can’t protect me all the time. What matters is you came.” You pulled at his shirt. “You know I love it when you cum.”

Levi blushed. “Tch, you dirty little minx.”

You giggled when he nibbled your neck. “I am.”

He caressed your cheek. “I’ll stop him, I promise.”

“I know you will. Be careful, okay?”

He kissed you and sighed. “I swear.”

You nibbled your lip a little. “I’m sorry I passed out.”

“You had a panic attack. It’s understandable.” He sighed. “Violet probably shouted for you and it reminded you of Evan as a baby.”

You nodded as tears ran down your cheeks. “Yes.”

“It’ll never happen again, I’ll make sure of it.”

You snuggled up to him. “We should hold off on that holiday. I don’t want to be away from my flowers with him around.”

Levi massaged his fingers in your hair. “I understand, but you need a break.”

“I’ll get my break when he’s gone.”

Levi kissed you and hummed in happiness. “I love you.”

“I love you always.”

He got up and pulled you against him. “Come on, my darling. The kids have a surprise for you.”

You stumbled along. “What?”

He chuckled and led you to the living room to see they were just finishing off decorations and there was vampire food and drink everywhere. “See?”

You welled up. “Oh, this is perfect. Thank you, all of you.” You cried when all tackled you into a hug. “I love you all so much.”

Violet held your hand. “Come, Mummy!”

Levi looked at his three kids staying by him. “You asked Violet to distract Mummy, right? What are you planning?”

Daisy smiled. “We want to help you stop him. We couldn’t help her before, but we’re strong pure-bred vampire adults now. Let us help.”

Evan gripped Levi’s upper arm. “Please.”

Lilly gave Levi her pleading eyes. “Come on, Dad.”

Levi let out a long sigh. “Fine, but your mother cannot know about this. Now, let’s have some fun and make your mother smile.”

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bathgardens-sims · 6 months

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MBTI Sims (♀) WCIF Compilation Part 2/4, xNTx

Part: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

Find on the gallery:

Creator ID: Bathgardens

Title: MBTI xNTx F

GENERAL CC USED ON MOST SIMS:

Pyxis EA Teeth Begone

Kijiko Remove EA Lashes

Kijiko 3D Lashes Version 2

Miiko Face-Kits NO.1 + NO.2

Praline Cleavage Overlay Collection

For skin blends, lashes, and other skin details, I would recommend downloading ALL forms (e.g. forehead crease, mouth crease, glasses, etc.) because I often layer details!!!

ENTJ

Skin: Simbience Haute

Hair: CandySims4 Hard Rock Hair (Candy Color Palette)

Eyebrows: Praline N155 Kuta

Eyes: Praline Treasure (default)

Earrings: Christopher067 Brennan

Necklace: Christopher067 Hillside

Bracelet: S-Club WM 201801

Eyeshadow: BreezyTrait Petals

Liner: Crypticsim Kat

Blush: Ridgeport The Ridgeport Set Cloud Paint

Lips: Angissi Lipstick A99

Top: Christopher067 Sanderson

Bottoms: GreenLlamas Greenhouse Jasmin Jeans Duo

Shoes: Serenity Ashley

ENTP

Skin: Lamatisse Olympia

Hair: Okruee Shiloh w/ Strands (w/ hair tie accessory)

Eyebrows: Praline N153 Engan

Eyes: Praline Treasure (face paint)

Earrings: NataliS Three Nails

Necklace: Aretha Secret Society Raven Choker

Blush: Miiko Shy

Tattoos: Cubersims Bloody Mary

Top: Nucrests Unify Button Up

Bottoms: Sentate x Aretha Alexa Skirt

INTJ

Skin: Lamatisse Olympia

Hair: Simstrouble Jazz Riff

Eyes: Praline Treasure (face paint)

Earrings: Bobur Sapphire Earrings with Pearls

Glasses: Praline Libellule

Outfit: Sifix Tasha

Shoes: Madlen Bernand Boots

INTP

Skin: Lamatisse Mercuria | Miiko mouth corners

Hair: Miiko Denise (w/ bangs and accessory)

Eyebrows: Miiko Softie

Eyes: Northern Siberia Winds Eyes (extra)

Earrings: Christopher067 Bare Hoop Earrings (all)

Glasses: Praline Papillon

Necklace: Christopher067 Panorama

Makeup: Sims3Melancholic Highlighter #3

Top: Serenity Sasha Tucked | Aretha Ana Accessory Top

Bottoms: Caio AF Socialite Skirt

Socks: Serenity Back to the 60s Socks V1

Shoes: CloudCat Duality Shoes

Thank you to all of the creators featured!

@pyxiidis @kijiko-sims @miikocc @pralinesims @lamatisse @christopher067 @arethabee @serenity-cc @simstrouble @natalis-sims @candysims4 @simbience @s-club-tbr @crypticsim @ridgeport @angissi @greenllamas @okruee @cubersims @nucrests @sentate @cloudcat @northernsiberiawinds @caio-cc @bobur-tsr @sims3melancholic @sifirkilometreimpala @madlensims

#mine #wcif #sims 4 #the sims 4 #ts4 #show us your sims #mbti #mm #maxis match #ts4 maxis match #ts4cc #sims 4 cc

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crim-sims · 2 months

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Enjoy my second celebrity lookbook, this time for the music artist Bludnymph! Video over on YouTube ♡ CC links under the cut ↓

Everyday

Makeup

Coco skinblend - nesurii

Spite eyebrows - twistedcat

Eyegloss - chewybutterfly

Dagger liner - eva zetta

Quartz highlighter - twistedcat

Berry blush - kindlespice

Chery gloss - kindlespice

Outfit

Kat hair - simcelebrity00

Susie top - babyetears

Clover skirt - trillyke

D’orsay pumps - dallas girl

Accessories

Elf ears - suzue

Ribbon choker - can’t find the link but it’s from SM sims

Hairpins - can’t find :(

Stiletto nails

Fishnet bow tights - 148DAZED

Elizabeth arm gloves - regina raven

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Formal

Makeup

Quartz highlighter - twistedcat

The carmie palette - crypticsim

Moira eyeliner - pralinesims

Melon gloss - kindlespice

Aiden blush - peachyfaerie

Outfit

Babypink dress - babyetears

Jelly bean heels - saurin

Accessories

Stiletto nails

Bloody pearl necklace - regina raven

Amore belt - arethabee

Trigger garter tights - trillyke

Perla earrings - arethabee

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Athletic

Makeup

Quartz highlighter - twistedcat

Tattoo glam eyeliner - pralinesims

Outfit

Emma hair v2 - miiko

Top with pins - babyetears

Rush shorts - serenity

Tennis shoes - serenity (can’t find link)

Accessories

Stiletto nails

Socks - can’t find :(

Elf ears - suzue

Insolence headphones - pralinesims

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Sleep

Makeup

Quartz highlighter - twistedcat

Outfit

Clara top - arethabee

Baggy joggers - babyetears

Bunny slippers - EA basegame

Accessories

Elf ears - suzue

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Party

Makeup

Quartz highlighter - twistedcat

Soft glam eyeshadow - twistedcat

Elixir eyeliner - peachyfaerie

Aiden blush - peachyfaerie

Spiceberry lipstick - twistedcat

Outfit

Scorching hot top - san33

Rivka skirt - alaina lina

Fly away heels - shoestopia

Accessories

Stiletto nails

Fishnet bow tights - 148DAZED

Scorching hot choker - san33

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Swim

Makeup

Quartz highlighter - twistedcat

Outfit

Nyx bikini top - mickimagnum

Swim bottoms - charonlee sims

Accessories

Elf ears - suzue

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Hot

Makeup

Quartz highlighter - twistedcat

Aiden blush - peachyfaerie

Dagger liner - eva zetta

Spiceberry lipstick - twistedcat

Mary eyeshadow - chewybutterfly

Outfit

Baddie top - trillyke

Table skirt - babyetears

Gloss barbie heels - greenllamas

Accessories

Stiletto nails

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Cold

Makeup

Quartz highlighter - twistedcat

Aiden blush - peachyfaerie

Dagger liner - eva zetta

Spiceberry lipstick - twistedcat

Mary eyeshadow - chewybutterfly

Outfit

Lacy bodysuit - arethabee

Elizabeth pants v2 - regina raven

Boots - sentate x trillyke 2020

Accessories

Hearts necklace - san33

Hype earrings - pralinesims

Stiletto nails

#sims 4 cc #cc #the sims 4 #sims 4 #sims 4 lookbook #bludnymph

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artsykidwolf-2000 · 2 months

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Alright here are some crossover ship names for characters I thought would be cool. This is for my RWBY X Last Pegasus stuff so yeah. I'll label things as such bc most of them are adults haha. I do have platonic/friendly ships because of cute interactions I've thought up. (I'll be sure to update as needed)

Also feel free to ask about them or ask about a ship because I would LOVE to talk about them (Especially Qrow, Ironwood, and Tyrian and whatever else bc I like em)

Romantic (canon/switchable/crushes)

Platonic (mostly with the younger ones or are mostly friends)

Crack ship (bc it was a cool thing/idea)

In RWBY AUs they're mostly older unless changed to canon ages in original story.

★★★★★★★

Katerina Wolfe (Dove Faunus so to speak) (Bi) (21-22) (ADHD, Anxiety)

Black Angel/Death Angel (Qrow)

Peaceful Time (Ozpin)

Kind Heart (Ironwood)

White Cannon (Oobleck)

Downy Magic (Glynda)

Poisonous Quill (Tyrian)

Worthiness (Watts)

Lucky Recovery (Clover)

Clipped Wings (Raven)

Silver wing (Ruby)

Holy Knights (Jaune)

Flash Wolfe (Dragon Faunus) (Bi) (21-22) (Is Twin of Kat) (ADHD, HF Autism, Sass)

Chaos Theory (Qrow)

Russian/Atlesian Roulette (Ironwood)

Maleficent (Glynda)

Domination (Watts)

Lucky Shot (Clover)

Grunge Match (Raven)

Dry Ice/Dragon's breath (Winter)

Robbin Hoards (Robyn)

Little Reds (Ruby)

Alexandra "Ally" Wolfe (Siren Faunus) (Straight) (27-28) (PTSD)

Ironwhip (Ironwood)

Straight and Narrow (Glynda)

Mad Siren (Watts)

Icy Fury (Winter)

Motherly instinct (Weiss)

Terresa "Terri" Wolfe (Golden Eagle Faunus) (Pan) (25-26) (ADHD)

Magic Shield (Glynda)

Trust Fall (Clover)

Golden Sword/Feather (Raven)

White Knight (Winter)

Aegis (Ironwood)

Brave Burn (Yang)

Hammer time (Nora)

Avalina "Ava" Wolfe (Fox Faunus) (Unknown/Asexual) (17-18) (HF Autism, Sensory Issues)

Glyph Gears (Ozpin)

Nature walk (Oscar)

Firefox (Oobleck)

Sorcery (Glynda)

Flower patch (Clover)

Magic dual (Weiss)

Red curls (Penny)

Meditation (Ren)

Gavin Pravus Wolfe (Beast Faunus) (Pansexual) (24-25) (PTSD)

Brazen (Ironwood)

Law and order (Glynda)

Overlucky (Clover)

Omen (Raven)

White Beast (Winter)

Trust (Robyn)

MMA (Ren)

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magicbeansstyle · 2 months

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N=13 at sis pretty house

❤Shape❤

❤Body❤

eBODY – REBORN –

REBORN – - Waifu Boobs -

Skin: itGirls & VELOUR x Picasso Babe "Modelesque" (REBORN) ICY

VUDU TATTOO - Elegance Collection - BoM/EVO-X

DAZED. Survival Marks - lel EVOX & BOM

Affreschi - Love Hickeys

❤Head❤

LeLUTKA Raven Head 3.1

[Glam Affair] Kat [Lelutka EvoX] Velour Icy

VCO ~ JENA Hair / Rigged ( bangs are from VCO ~ CHOA Hair //)

WarPaint* Georgia brows - Scar LeL Evo/EvoX

❤Outfit❤

TECHNOFOLK_Phucked Tank Top_001.

rotten {millicent panties} white

MILOTA: Katrika shorts [white]

Lunar - Mumu Redux Shorts & Socks - White

Palette - Riley Slippers White

#second life #secondlifephotography #secondlifefashion #secondlifestyle #secondlifeblogger #secondlifeblog #secondlife #secondlifeavatar #slblogging #slblogger #styling #fashion #game

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timeguardians · 5 months

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@vegalores continued x

Kat continues her trek around him with a deliberate poise. She eyes him the way a ravenous hawk does it's defenseless prey. Her porcelain fingertips gently ghost along the shoulder pads of his costume suit. A goading grin manages to tug at her lips at his grunt. Leaning into his ear, she purs. "I'll take that as an affirmation." One, in which, she is far too well pleased. It was quite nice to have someone as handsome and brooding THINKING of her in his off hours. (Or so she'd like to imagine he did)

Her eyes flick over the side of his cowl. "What's the matter, Bats?" She pauses to taunt him. "Am I under your skin already? And it's barely been -- What? Three minutes?" The rumble of her laughter is tinged with darkness. She toys her fingers up the well-defined breadth of his chest. "It's not even time for lunch." Though deep fried bats could have an appetizing appeal, were she in the mood. And yet, a part of her did HATE the idea of finishing him off. He was a worthy opponent.

The torturer finishes her path, now standing to look him DEAD in the eyes. "I always KNEW you were a glutton for punishment." Sucking in a breath, she remembers using jumper cables and a little electricity to make him squirm. "So what? You've decided to come back for MORE?" Though she would NOT complain, if he were. Watching him suffer was quite fulfilling on a deeply personal level. "Still reeling from the aftershocks?" She hopefully prods. "You do squirm quite prettily."

The humor that ran rampant in Kat's stormy blue eyes suddenly vaporizes. "My help?" She parrots with incredulous, sardonic laughter. Tipping her jaw in his direction, she prods. "What makes you THINK that I'd assist you with anything?" Cold calculation resounds in her stare. "Is there anything about me that screams FINK to you?" She asks, restarting an exasperatingly slow circle around him again.

"And if I did," she shiveringly relates, stopping short to lean into his cowl covered ears again. "You must know, there'd be a STEEP price to pay. My services are NEVER cheap." Dare she have hope that Bats would be willing to offer her whatever she would ask? Again she MOVES to look him deep in the eyes, leaning in perilously close. Close enough to nearly feel his breath.

#Muse: Katerina #vegalores #I deeply apologize to your Batman for her. XDD she has more than a few marbles loose #deep fried bat. Good grief Kat

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Part of Your World, Ch. 4 (Raja x Adore) for Dartmouth420 - Grinder

AN: Apologies for uploading this so late! I haven’t forgotten about it. And, this chapter has smut, thank god (although it was written by me and, like, I’m not amazing at this kind of stuff but I hope yall like it anyway.)

Fishing went exactly how Raja expected — judgement…judgement from Bianca.

“So you want to turn her into a human,” the witch had said, tossing a spear into the waters before her.

Raja didn’t want this — a discussion. She hadn’t been to the beach in so long. This could have been time to soak it all in. But Bianca just couldn’t help but…well, be Bianca.

“I mean, yes, I want to turn her human. But I won’t be the one carrying the spell out,” Raja tossed her speer too. “Raven will do the dirty work. Thank’s for the information.”

Bianca chose to ignore the remark and refrained from calling Raja out on the fact that she gave that information against her will. Instead, she only said, “You’re kinda obsessed with your mermaid.”

The dark witch spared Bianca a glance, the two going to fetch their weapons again. “I’m not obsessed. I’m in love.” She pulled the spear from the water, finding nothing on the bottom. “We’re tethered, Bianca.”

“I know - I know.”

And Raja glanced at her again. “You sound…disappointed.”

Bianca didn’t answer immediately, searching her brain for a spell that would make the fishing less taxing. But with shit on her mind, she couldn’t think. “I just…I wish there was another way.”

Raja whirled around to look at her best friend, her dress treading the water. “Another way?”

Bianca held her hands up in defence, signalling she would say no more. Raja wanted to press her for a real response, but at the same time, she knew deep down this conversation was already exhausting.

Nothing else Adore-related was said until they returned to the camp two hours later, having managed to catch five fish.

That’s when they saw the whole camp of witches gathered around Raja’s hut.

“The fuck?” The dark witch said, dropping her bag of fish to the ground and rushing towards her home. Her heart was pounding now. Did something happen to Adore while they were gone?

“Move, bitches!” Bianca yelled as both witches shoved past the crowd.

“Sorry, Raja,” Farrah said, allowing the two to pass through.

Once inside, they could see how they all gathered around the now filled tub, Adore leisuring to her heart’s content, fins flapping slightly, signalling her delight. The last time Raja had seen the mermaid, she was deep in sleep, hydrating her body.

Now everyone was gathered around, babbling to her about all sorts of things.

“I got another one,” the enigmatic Katya was sitting on the ground beside the tub, Adore’s attention solely on her, “What do you call two witches who live together? Broom-mates!”

Not one laugh was given.

Adore just stared blankly.

“Oh, come on. That’s a classic! It’s stupid as fuck!” Katya pled with everyone around her.

“Sorry, sweety. Just give up and accept defeat,” Trixie rubbed the jokester’s shoulder.

“What’s going on?” Raja rushed to the tub, Adore reaching for her hand to kiss it.

“We just…heard singing…” Courtney explained, “Coming from here. We think she drew us in.”

Adore smiled sheepishly. “I honestly did not know we could do that.”

“An incredible ability to hold,” Sasha said in admiration.

“Okay, I don’t want to sound rude, but can you all get out?” Raja’s eyes glared at the crowd.

They whined in frustration, but when Bianca barked at them, the witches began to file out.

Now only Adore, Raja, Bianca and Courtney remained. The pregnant witch approached the tub before going to leave herself. “Do you want to come mingle with me later?”

There was a hint of something on her face, almost like excitement.

“Yes. I would love that, Courtney,” Adore shared the light witch’s expression.

“Great.” Courtney then took Bianca’s hand, leading her out of Raja’s hut, “Come on you. We have shit to discuss.”

Once they were gone, Raja sat on the ground where Katya had before, her hand still in Adore’s. “So, you can sing, I’m guessing.”

The mermaid blushed. “I always thought I sounded good. But…never that good,” she glanced at the door where all the witches had disappeared. “Do you want to hear a song?”

Raja never shook her head so fast. “As much as I would love that, it’s probably not a good idea.”

Adore’s face dropped, and Raja felt like a dick.

“Look, I promise, I’d love to hear you sing, but it’s not safe,” the witch said quietly, “there's…” she gulped, “We’re not alone in this forest, Adore. Of course, there’s the warlock camp, it’s not far at all, and they’re all lovely. But… we’re not the only witches.”

“You have other sisters?” Adore’s eyes squinted.

“Oh, Adore. They are not my sisters.” Raja’s thumb stroked the back of the mermaid’s hand, “They're…Well, let’s just say they aren’t very nice. We’ve feuded with them in the past many a time. You know, sometimes even going to war. It’s been going on for centuries. Even the witches who came before me had to deal with them.”

“That’s awful,” Adore practically whispered. “I don’t understand. You’re all witches, all the same, so why the feud? I mean, back home, all merpeople… we’re one and the same, and all we share is love.”

God, this woman was too pure… Raja’s heart was melting again. She brought Adore’s damp knuckle to her lips, kissing each one sweetly. “I wish that’s how things were for us."

"Maybe someday,” Adore shrugged.

Raja’s smile turned sad. “I wouldn’t count on it.”

The mermaid lowered her face, “I’m sorry for singing.”

“Oh, Adore. Don’t feel bad.” Raja lifted the mermaid’s chin, “you didn’t know. Fuck, I should have told you before.”

And Adore laughed through her nose, “I probably wouldn’t have understood a word.”

“Oh. Well, true,” Raja giggled.

-_-_-_-

Courtney didn’t explain what she was doing, let alone why she was doing this.

But Adore just let her put whatever this weird stuff was on her face.

At first, it felt weird, and that weirdness made the mermaid uneasy. But the way Courtney delicately smeared crushed beetroot over Adore’s lips made her feel safe.

“This stuff will stain your lips; give them a nice bit of colour.” Courtney finished painting Adores lips before wiping the beetroot mush from her finger on a cloth.

Adore nodded in understanding. “So, this is what land girls use to…as you say, make themselves look pretty?”

“Yes. I mean, in the towns and cities, ladies wear real makeup. But being out here, all we have is the nature around us. So we make do with what we got.” Courtney explained as she began crushing up rose petals. “Honestly, though, I prefer the natural way. Better for the skin, and even more so for our powers.”

“I don’t think you need makeup.” Adore shrugged.

“Aw, thank you, Adore. Keep talking, please.”

“I don’t think you need makeup. I think you’re beautiful, and Bianca is very lucky to - -”

Courtney raised a hand to silence the babbling mermaid. “Don’t worry, it’s just an expression.”

“Oh. Gosh, human language confuses me.”

“This isn’t ‘human language’ you’re speaking. It’s wican.” Courtney explained, taking a brush and dabbing it into the rose petals, crushed up so much they were now dust.

Adore let Courtney dab the pink powder on her cheeks, and her eyes were stuck on the small bump.

“You know what’s in there, right?” Courtney asked, knowing full well Adore was staring.

“A baby?” Adore answered.

“Yep.” Courtney swept a hand across her belly. “I’m only four months in, so they’re not that big yet.”

The mermaid let out a laugh through a breath before confusion took over. “So, it’s possible for…for two women to make a baby on the land.”

“Oh, no. That’s not what Bianca and I did.” Courtney laughed even more. “We have a mating season with the warlocks, kind of like a pact that’s been going on since before I was even born. They’re nice boys over in that camp.”

“They sound nice.”

“Yeah. I think I chose the right man too. He seemed nice. I’d like to think that if the baby was a boy, and he’d be taken over there, he’d have a great father.” Courtney’s eyes drifted off, fantasising about this future to come.

“And, what if it is a boy?” Adore asked.

Courtney looked back at her, “Honestly, I don’t even think I give a shit about gender. Boy, girl, anything… I’m keeping my baby. And I’ll love them no matter who they are.”

A warm smile found its way to Adore’s face, her green eyes trailing back down to Courtney’s bump.

“Do you want to touch it?” Courtney already took the nodding mermaid’s hand.

Placing it on Courtney’s belly, Adore felt it, the tiny heart inside beating.

“I mean, there’s not much going on in there right now, but….” Courtney said.

Adore placed an ear up to the bump. “Wow.”

“What? What is it?” The light witch said with intrigue.

And Adore peered up at Courtney again. “I can hear her heartbeat.”

Courtney’s eyes widened. “Her?”

The mermaid nodded.

“Adore, you are fucking incredible.”

-_-_-_-

“Bianca, what is the meaning of this?!” Raja shouted as her best friend shoved her out of her own home.

“You’ll fucking see! Fuck, patience is a virtue, you know,” Bianca shoved the witch again.

“Alright! I’m fucking moving, God!”

For the last two hours, Bianca had been a pest — insisting Raja skip dinner, weaving silk through the dark witch’s hair, forcing her into a beautiful yet uncomfortable dress. And for every question Raja hurled at her, her friend refused to answer.

And now, here Bianca was, pushing her around, literally.

Almost every witch was outside now, jumping around with excitement and yelling out into the night sky. Even Willam was out — odd for the daylight witch. As soon as she lowered the sun and Blair raised the moon, Willam would be long gone, hitting the hay before anyone could beg for her attention. Yet, there she was, whooping with joy, Alaska carrying her on her back.

“What the fuck is going on?!” Raja exclaimed.

Bianca groaned, taking her friend by the hand and dragging her to their destination instead, “We’re all going over to the warlock camp for a good old time.”

“We’re going to get some dick!” Willam cheered.

“B-But,” Raja couldn’t keep up with this shit anymore, “the mating season is over.”

“Oh, fuck the rules, Raj’,” Katya brushed past, hand in hand with Trixie. “We made them so we can fucking break them whenever we want.” And she carried on with her partner.

“Bianca, what about Adore?” Raja questioned. “I know the men are nice, but…I don’t think it’s safe for her to be out there.”

“And that’s why you’re both going to be staying here,” Bianca glanced over her shoulder with a teasing smile.

Finally reaching the end of the camp, the witches rounded the last hut there.

“B’, I swear to God, whatever you bitches have going on here, I’ll - -”

“Shut up already!” Bianca then gestured to what was in front of them, “Look! We did this for you two.”

In the middle of the green was a small table fit for two, a red candle burning in the middle. A bottle of red wine stood next to the candle, most likely made by one of the witches. And then there were the two plates, the fish Raja and Bianca had caught earlier in the day cooked to perfection.

“You did this,” Raja said, the words sounding more like a question.

“Well, it was Courtney’s idea. She roped me into it.” Bianca put a hand on Raja’s shoulder and the other on her hip. God, she was proud of herself. “Just thought it would be nice for you to have alone time with your mermaid.”

“Okay, you can stop calling her my mermaid. One — she has a name. Two — Adore is her own person. And three — Bianca, Adore and I do have alone time.”

“Yes, but now, you’ll both be even more alone.”

“God, you really are childish,” Raja swept a hand through her hair.

“Oh, wow. You know, that’s a lovely thank you for the fish we cooked and all the work we put into making this shit,” Bianca held a hand out to the display. “Fuck, Nina made that table from scratch!”

Raja looked at said table and back to Bianca, “Bullshit.”

“It’s not bullshit.”

“Come on. That’s probably just a fucking spare table.”

Bianca tsked. “Well, believe whatever you want.”

“What are you two bickering about now?” Courtney’s fed-up voice sounded as she stepped up to the two.

“Nothing amazing,” Bianca rolled her eyes. “Where’s Adore?”

“Oh, she’s just coming now,” the light witch glanced over her shoulder before turning her attention to Raja, “So, do you like it?”

Raja peered at the set table again, “Yes. I love it, Courtney.”

Bianca’s eyes widened. “What the fuck? What did I do to you to make you not nice to me tonight?”

Raja chuckled. “Nothing. Maybe I just like pissing you off,” she playfully shoved Bianca on the shoulder.

“Oh, I know you do. So, what about you, Court’? Ready to go over to the warlock camp?” Bianca swung an arm around her tethered.

“Can’t lie; I’m excited to meet the baby’s father again.” Courtney kissed Bianca softly.

“Who knows? Maybe I could meet a man, give the kid a sibling,” Bianca teased.

“Oh, come on, honey. We can’t be thinking about that so soon.”

“I know. I’m just joking.” Bianca kissed Courtney’s head.

Raja wasn’t paying much attention to the two anymore.

For Adore just rounded the corner of the end hut, and the dark witch couldn’t take her eyes away.

The mermaid’s hair was now separated into two messy braids that lay on her shoulders, a crown of dark red roses dawning her head. Her lips may have been a deep blood colour, but her eyes stood out the most, shades of red and orange surrounding those green orbs, making them pop.

The dress came to her ankles, with burgundy lace and black roses lined along the waistline. The sleeves came to her elbows, hanging down to her knees in drapey lace.

She looked…just like a witch.

And, fuck…she was so so beautiful.

“Hello,” Adore waved nervously, approaching Raja.

Courtney and Bianca were also now watching, the light witch smiling proudly.

“Um…hi,” Raja’s nerves kicked in. “Y-You look beautiful.”

Adore cocked her head, “Even without makeup?”

“What? Of course.” Raja took the mermaid in her arms, “No matter what you look like. Just, right now…you look…fuck, like a goddess.”

The red on Adore’s cheeks intensified. But she didn’t hide it. She took Raja’s face in her hands, pulling her into a heated kiss.

Bianca glanced at Courtney, her eyes telling them they should leave.

“Alright,” Courtney clapped her hands together once, “I guess that’s our cue.”

“Absolutely,” Bianca nodded, taking her tethered partner’s hand and aiming for the forest where the other witches were headed.

When they were alone, Raja pulled out of the kiss, “They made us food.”

Adore only now sniffed the air, her eyes moving towards the table. “Oh, pretty.”

“I know, right?” Raja led Adore towards the table. “And it’s fish. So I think you’ll like it.”

“Ugh, it smells so angelic,” was the only word Adore could think to describe it. She took her seat, ready to dig into the meal. Never had she had fish like this.

“You know, what’s interesting is that being a witch, we usually give a blessing before we eat, but that tradition only comes into play when there’s a Mother Witch present. But, we haven’t had one in so long,” Raja already picked up her knife and fork, carving into the cooked fish. “Fun fact, it’s supposed to be me, but I - -” She paused, watching Adore pick the fish up with her hands, biting into the tender meat. “D-Doesn’t that… Isn’t it hot?”

Adore shook her head, her smile wide.

“You amaze me,” Raja lifted the bottle of wine, pouring the deep red liquid into both glasses.

“You witches amaze me,” Adore said with wide eyes and a full mouth. Swallowing, she continued, “Do you know, earlier, I saw Jinkx. She was outside her house, and she was breathing fire.”

The dark witch raised a brow, sealing the bottle and putting it back. “Oh really?”

“Yes. She was…” Adore paused, returning the fish to the plate as if trying to make sense of her thoughts, “She was sucking on this little stick, and just…smoke…smoke came from her mouth. Is she a dragon?”

That was enough to make Raja chuckle. Ah yes, Jinkx with her cigarettes. She was the only witch on sight who could grow tobacco plants, and the others adored her for it.

“Oh, I see what you’re talking about. Yeah, it’s pretty cool.” The dark witch took a sip of the wine, and Adore did the same, “I love how amazed our world is to you, yet so…normal to me.”

The mermaid grimaced, coughing some as she put the glass down. “W-What is that?!”

“It’s wine.” Raja suppressed a giggle. “It comes from the grapes.”

“Grapes?”

“Yes.”

And Adore took another sip, swallowing with ease now. “I-I think I’ll adjust to it.”

“Don’t drink too much. I’m guessing this is the first alcohol you’ve ever tried.”

“Oh? And what’s alcohol?”

“Alcohol is amazing. But too much, you’ll start to feel… light-headed, I guess? Maybe lose control of your own actions.” Raja explained. “Between you and me, one time Bianca drank too much wine and thought her shadow was a demon latched onto her soul. It was a wild night.”

“…Alright, but that just makes me want to drink as much as I can,” Adore admitted, her eyes wide with intrigue.

“Well, good thing we have just this one bottle,” Raja held it up as if the mermaid couldn’t already see it.

“I love this place,” Adore let her eyes wander around the camp. “It feels like… every day I’m learning something new that just…blows my mind.”

And the dark witch felt all sorts of excitement brewing from within. If only the mermaid knew she could have the chance to stay here for the rest of her life. As much as Raja hated Raven, she hoped the bitch would come through with her promise. The thought of Adore not being here…it was enough to make her heart ache.

“I’m so glad you’re here, Adore.” Raja reached a hand across the table, taking Adore’s.

They both seemed to forget about the fish now, preferring to sit and talk for a while.

“You know that day in the cave?” Raja asked.

“The day we met?” Adore smiled fondly.

“Of course. Do you go there often? I mean…what are the chances of us meeting that day?” The dark witch stroked her thumb over the back of Adore’s hand.

The mermaid looked at Raja’s hand, her stomach stirring, just feeling that spark between them both. “I usually go there, just for alone time. My realm isn’t too far away, and sometimes I need a break from everyone else. I have a lot of suitors looking for my hand in marriage, you know?” She teased with a raised brow and coy smile. “I have to meet with at least five a day. It’s exhausting.”

“Five?” Raja exclaimed. “God, I think the King does that with his daughter,” and with that thought, “Wait, are you a princess? Like…soon to be the queen of the ocean?”

And the mermaid laughed, pressing her hand to her sealed lips as she took another bit of wine. “Do I look like royalty to you?”

“Uh…yes.”

“I love you. But no. I am not a princess. Although my father is a noble merman. He works as one of the King’s many advisors.” Adore explained. “So, I’m kind of a big deal.”

“You and me both,” Raja said.

“So yes, I just like to be alone for a while. Just to…sing and swim around and make new friends with the clown fish,” Adore reminisced. “And that day, I just…saw you looking down at me. And I had never ever met a human before. I heard tales that they were dangerous creatures. But, just looking at you…I thought…how is that even possible?”

Raja lowered her now red-stained cheeks. “Well, I am kind of dangerous, being a dark witch and all. But, I only ever hurt those who hurt my family or me.”

“As I would do the same for mine."

At the mention of Adore’s family, Raja gulped, lifting her wine and taking another sip. Best to change the subject. "I’m sorry I made you cry that day.”

“It's…ugh, it’s fine. I’m sorry. Sometimes I can’t control my emotions.” Adore looked away as if pained by the memory. “I just…you know, meeting with all those other merpeople coming to ask for my hand in marriage, when I met you, and when I kissed you…I just felt it. We were supposed to be together.” She looked back at Raja.

The dark witch let out a wavered breath. “Oh, Adore. We’re tethered, that’s why. It’s strange. I thought that was just a witch thing. I mean, I’ve never heard of any other species tethering.” Then she shrugged, “Then again, I don’t meet a lot of other people.” She laughed pitifully, gesturing to the world around her.

“Funny thing is, I don’t think I’ve ever heard of tethering before.” Adore pointed out.

“Well, maybe…maybe you have a bit of witch in you. Probably explains why you can grow legs when you’re dry.” Raja suggested.

“Nah, mermaids can do that anyway.”

“Oh. I see." Damn.

"Gosh, I’m stuffed.” Adore declared, having barely touched her food.

Raja was just the same, “Oh, me too. Come on.”

Sitting before the lit fire in the centre of camp, the two sipped their wine, talking some more.

“I meant it, by the way, when I said you’re beautiful every day,” Raja stated, holding Adore close.

“I know.” Adore smirked, “I can’t lie, though. I think I look beautiful times ten now,” the mermaid stared into the flames. “I’m pretty like Courtney now.”

“Well, between you and me, you’re prettier than Courtney.” Raja kissed Adore on the cheek.

“Oh, come on.” The mermaid moved out of Raja’s grasp, sitting in front of her now. “Courtney’s one of the most beautiful people I’ve ever seen. Besides you, of course. At first, I thought she was another mermaid. One I’d never met before.”

“Well, I can assure you Courtney is a full-blood witch. I remember the day she was born. Bianca and I were only five.” And the dark witch looked at the flames next, remembering that day. “It was so cute. Bianca just…reached out her tiny hand and held Courtney’s.” God, her heart was melting, “Bianca’s mother, Valentina, she just…she knew. She knew by Bianca’s face and how Courtney woke up that they would be together.”

Adore sighed, almost dreamily. “I love hearing you talk about this stuff. Even when I couldn’t understand you.”

Raja giggled. “I just…I don’t know. If it weren’t for those two, I wouldn’t believe in tethering.” She shrugged, “I’m more inclined to believe not all tethered relationships work out. Fun fact; Bianca and I were a thing for a long time.”

Adore nodded. “A…thing?”

“Yeah, like… we’d see each other, you know? We’d kiss, hold each other…fuck sometimes. I don’t know, I just thought maybe she was the one I wanted to be with,” Raja tried her hardest to explain. “But, we both realised that we were better as friends.”

The whole time Adore was suppressing her laughs. But eventually, she couldn’t hold it in any longer. “You and Bianca?!”

“Yes. Why?” Raja squinted her eyes.

“It’s just…I don’t see it, but I can see it at the same time. Yesterday, Katya was saying you two were like…like…God, what was that phrase?” The mermaid tried her hardest to remember.

“Chalk and cheese?”

“Yes! Chalk and cheese! I may not know what that means exactly, but I have an idea.”

“Well, judging by what you’re saying, you’re probably right. Bianca’s my bestfriend. And Courtney is lucky to have her as her tethered one.” Raja stated. “They just…reassure me that there’s someone for everyone.”

Adore’s smile turned warm. “And what about us? Does our connection make you believe in tethering?” The mermaid was leaning close to the witch now.

And Raja reciprocated. “Oh, absolutely.”

Their foreheads connect, Adore lifting a hand and stroking Raja’s cheek.

The witch couldn’t tell if it was the warmth from the fire or the heat pooling in her stomach, but her body was warm now. All sorts of feelings stirred within, and she dared herself to say, “Adore…Do you ever think we could - -”

Marry. That’s what Raja wanted to say. Just to get it out of the way. The hardest part of it all.

But she stopped when Adore flinched, hearing the howling from the forest. “What was that?”

“Oh, God,” Raja groaned. Fuck these bitches for ruining the moment, “Don’t worry. It’s just the warlocks. I guess they decided to move the party over here.”

And true to her statement, the men began to pour out of the trees, invading the witch camp. A specific group of them howled at the moon, witches running behind them, thirsty for skin on skin. Another group worked their magic, sending blasts off into the sky, loud explosions painting the night with bright colours.

At first, Adore flinched again, but…this was pretty. Nothing like she had ever seen before. “What is it?”

“I can’t remember the exact name. I think the boys call them fireworks,” Raja also stared up at the exploding colours. “It’s incredible, right?”

The mermaid didn’t have the words to describe it. The loud banging was harsh on her ears, but the…fuck, just taking it all in, it was breathtaking.

“Guess who’s getting dicked down tonight?!” Willam hollered, riding the back of one of the men, rushing to the witch’s hut.

“Me! I am! Me!” Laila was just excited, leading her man for the night away.

They weren’t the only ones. While some witches and warlocks danced around the flames of the fire as they played music with what instruments they had, the others rushed to their homes, ready for a long night of fucking.

“Everyone’s so excited,” the mermaid observed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Yep. Most of these witches rarely get the chance to meet up with a man,” Raja explained, “mating season is once a year.”

“But tonight,” Adore turned her attention back to her love, “fuck the rules?”

“Fuck the rules,” Raja clarified, drawing Adore into another kiss.

Maybe it was the mixed feelings of love and lust in the air, but Raja was thriving on it all. This was how she wanted it to be forever — just sitting here with Adore, kissing passionately in front of this fire, not a care in the world.

The mermaid’s hand crept along Raja’s leg, making the butterflies in the witch’s belly go wild.

“BOO!”

Adore yelped as soon as her lips parted from Raja’s.

A warlock ran off, cackling wickedly as he rushed for Tatianna, holding her arms open, hungry for a kiss.

“Hey, fuck off!” Raja yelled after the stupid warlock. But when the mermaid’s fear turned to amusement, giggles leaving her lips, the witch relaxed.

“Come on!” Adore stood, taking Raja by the wrist and leading her away.

They were running now, Raja having no idea where she was being led to. As long as it was with Adore, she didn’t care.

Reaching Raja’s hut, they both stood in the doorway, Adore giggling as she leaned back against the bookcase. Raja also laughed, standing opposite Adore.

They just stood there for a moment, eyes shifting between the shenanigans going on outside and then back to each other, just laughing. Why was this amusing?

Maybe just the sheer joy of being here together.

When Adore’s chest stopped heaving, she stepped forward, kissing Raja again.

So many times they had done this already…So many times they kissed.

Yet Raja knew where this was going.

Fiery flames engulfed her insides, coursing through her body as she allowed Adore to pull her closer. The witch’s hands found their way around the mermaid’s waist, her fingers trailing the line of roses.

Adore pulled away briefly, “Don’t let go of me,” she whispered in Raja’s ear.

“I won’t, Raja smiled, tilting her head and allowing the mermaid to nip at her neck. "Why would I do such a thing?”

No response from the mermaid as she kissed Raja’s mouth again, her body curving against the witch’s. She lured her back, Raja didn’t know where, but she trusted Adore. She trusted Adore with her life.

They found the bed, and Adore pulled away, guiding Raja down. She then climbed the length of the witch, like she had done this many times.

But was this actually happening? Did Adore even know how this worked?

“Adore, do you….” But Raja couldn’t bring herself to finish the statement as the mermaid sucked on her neck some more.

“Hm?” Adore sounded against the witch’s skin.

Her lips were so hot, sucking Raja’s soon-to-be bruised skin. The witch gasped, her hand finding the back of Adore’s head. “Nevermind.”

Adore had to know what she was doing now that her fingers were undoing the black ribbon that bound Raja’s corset. Not like they hadn’t seen each other naked before, but…

This was different. They both knew that.

And they wanted it.

When the lace was gone, the corset was pulled away from her. Raja sat up, quickly pulling her dress up over her head. Adore giggled, Raja unable to tell if it was because of nerves or excitement.

As soon as the dress was tossed to the side, Adore took it all in – the sight of her tethered partner, like it was the first time seeing her like this again. “I can't…I can’t believe this is real,” Adore’s delicate fingers trailed from Raja’s chest all the way down to her thigh.

“My body?” Raja chuckled, skin tingling as Adore touched her.

The mermaid smiled coyly before correcting her lover, “The fact that we’re together.” She traced the side of Raja’s face.

And the witch sat up again, a hand stroking Adore’s side, the other caressing her cheek.

Adore reached around, untying the threads of her own corset, dropping it from the side of the bed while Raja reached for the bottom of the expertly made dress, lifting it up and over the mermaid’s head.

As soon as it was removed, Adore didn’t allow Raja to look at her just yet, capturing her lover’s lips with her own again.

The hot sensation of skin on skin, the mixture of their energies tingling between them…This was to be the perfect moment.

Raja grabbed Adore’s hips, momentarily stroking her skin as she lowered the mermaid onto the bed. Pulling out of the kiss, Raja let her thumb trail Adore’s cheek and then her lips. She stared into Adore’s green eyes, the mermaid staring right back.

Fuck, how it made her stomach twist…but in a longing way…almost as if insecurity was taking over but only connected them further.

They hadn’t even barely started yet. But it was already so intense.

“You’re driving me insane.” Raja kissed her sweetly before moving these kisses down towards Adore’s breasts.

Adore whimpered sighs, music to Raja’s ears. The rise and fall of the mermaid’s chest was a heavenly sight, riling Raja up even more. She teased Adore’s right nipple with her tongue, the right with her thumb.

Adore arched her back, gasping when Raja’s mouth enveloped her nipple, her thumb flicking the other back and forth. The mermaid squeezed her knees together, mewling with pleasure.

Raja could have done just this all night, anything to hear Adore gasp the way she did, anything to prove her love for Adore. But when she teased her breasts enough, Raja kissed Adore’s nipple again, her lashes fluttering as she looked up at the mermaid. “I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you too, Raja,” Adore smiled slightly, letting her fingers get tangled in Raja’s hair. God, she wanted more. She had never experienced something so…special…this need to be pressed against each other…the need for Raja to kiss her places she had never been kissed before.

Raja’s hands were wandering again, stroking Adore’s thighs, along her stomach and back up to her breasts. She savoured this all – the heat of Adore’s skin against hers. She knew the mermaid was ready for her…to take this further.

“Do you want to keep going?” Raja asked, just to be sure.

“Yes,” Adore said breathlessly. “God, yes.”

Fire coursed through Raja as her kisses lowered. “Is this your first time?” She whispered against Adore’s stomach.

The mermaid closed her eyes. She may not have known fully what that meant, but she knew she wanted this – Raja’s lips all over her body. “Yes.”

“Okay. I’ll go easy on you,” Raja kissed Adore’s belly button before trailing her lips further down her body.

Even though the mermaid didn’t necessarily want easy, her stomach quivered as she allowed Raja to part her legs. Something inside her fluttered as the cool air hit her between her legs. This was so unfamiliar but so so delicious.

Raja kissed Adore’s knee, then the inside of her thigh. She glanced up once more at the riled-up mermaid before her tongue flicked over Adore’s clit.

Adore moaned, eyes rolling to the back of her head as she arched her back again. She was crumbling just under Raja’s mouth. This was…something.

Raja’s tongue circled Adore’s clit while her eyes flickered upwards, enjoying the reactions from the mermaid.

“Fuck…fuck,” Adore writhed, tightening her hold on Raja’s hair. Her legs spread wider, her left knee brought up into a bend which Raja caressed.

“You’re beautiful, Adore. You’re so beautiful.” Raja sucked Adore’s clit.

“It’s s-so hot,” Adore murmured, her torso arching as hew mewls of pleasure turned pathetic.

Raja knew Adore was close, the witch’s tongue lapping up her lover’s wetness whilst her finger rubbed against the sensitive clit. “Come for me, baby.”

Her chest still heaving, nails gripping the blanket, Adore glanced down at Raja. Her eyes were wild yet slightly confused.

Placing a sweet kiss against Adore’s core, Raja murmured, “That hot feeling inside,” she rubbed harder at the mermaid’s clit, “Just let it go, Adore.”

“I…I want to….” Adore quivered. “Oh God, I need to.”

“Come for me, Adore. Please,” Raja whispered, her hot breath teasing.

And Adore just couldn’t take it anymore. A lightning-hot course of electricity shocked her whole being, her head rolling back against the pillows as she cried out in pure ecstasy.

Raja sat up again, licking the fluids from her fingers as she watched Adore whine.

“F-Fuck,” Adore’s skin glistened with sweat, her eyes half hooded.

The definition of perfection.

Raja wiped her mouth, sweeping her black hair out of her face as she leaned down to kiss her lover.

Adore wrapped her trembling arms around Raja, her kisses hungry.

They weren’t done. Now, it was Adore’s turn.

She kept her lips over Raja’s as she flipped the witch onto her back, still panting.

“Did you…” Raja gasped when Adore kissed her neck again, “Did you like that?”

“Of course,” Adore smiled against Raja’s skin, letting her hand slowly creep its way down Raja’s chest, past her flat belly, all the way down to between the witch’s legs.

Raja parted her knees, only now realising there was more to come. She was never the one on the receiving end. But she couldn’t resist Adore’s touch. She moaned as soon as the mermaid delicately brushed the tip of her finger over her clit. Just the simplest touch…it was torture.

“Adore, fuck…” Raja’s fingers tangled in Adore’s hair.

Adore brushed Raja’s clit again, teasing her with no mercy. “You want more?” She brushed her lips against Raja’s ear.

“Please.” Raja squeezed her eyes shut, already soaking wet.

“How much?” Adore giggled mischievously, nipping Raja’s earlobe with her teeth as she pressed harder on Raja’s clit and rubbed it in hypnotic circles. “How much do you want this?”

“God, so much. Please, just…fuck.”

“Are you begging?”

“Y-Yes.”

“I don’t think you are, Raja.”

Fuck, this mermaid was driving her insane. Who knew someone so…mystified by the world…so amazed by all the things she didn’t know…so adorable…Who knew she could be so cruel in the sheets.

“Please, Adore,” Raja whined, wrapping her legs around Adore’s waist. “I want you so bad. I need you.”

This must have satisfied Adore, “Good girl,” she murmured as she slid two fingers inside Raja.

The witch gasped, tightening her hold on Adore, her vision blurring.

Adore slid her fingers in and out, sucking Raja’s neck, leaving behind a pretty red mark. The smell of Raja’s hair and skin only increased her hunger for this intensity. The ecstasy was building within her again, bringing her to rock her bare hips against the bed. The blanket rubbed against her clit, the feeling not as sensational as Raja’s tongue. But this was heaven.

“I love you,” Raja’s hips began to ride against Adore’s fingers, pressing a kiss against Adore’s blush-covered cheek.

Adore pumped harder, biting down on Raja’s neck. “You’re so…fucking…beautiful…”

Raja couldn’t take it anymore. She sat up, Adore’s fingers still deep inside of her. She continued to rock her hips against the mermaid’s hand, wrapping her sun-kissed arm around Adore’s waist.

Again, they stared into each other’s eyes, Adore’s gaze intense, whilst Raja’s was half closed. Their lips brushed against each other, almost like threatening each other with a kiss.

Adore’s free hand trailed along Raja’s arm, up her shoulder and wrapped around Raja’s throat.

A pitiful crying sound left Raja’s parted lips as Adore squeezed the sides of her neck and continued to bury her fingers inside of her. Her body was now covered in a film of sweat, and her skin was on fire.

“Adore…Adore, fuck!” Raja gasped, her whole being completely surrendered to her lover.

“I love you. I swear to God, Raja. I fucking love you.” Adore’s forehead met Raja’s. She wanted this to last all night but knew it was impossible. For soon, she would start to dehydrate again and need to rejuvenate in the tub. But for now, she would prove how much she loved Raja.

Raja’s whines were now loud moans, matching those of which sounded from outside her home. She was getting close, especially now that Adore had added another finger and was clawing at the witch’s back.

“Come for me, Raja,” Adore whispered, just as Raja had. She ground her hips against the bed sheets more, close to releasing herself. “Come with me.”

And Raja threw her head back, her body trembling as she released against Adore’s hand.

The mermaid did just the same, her free arm now wrapped around Raja’s body as she held them both tightly together. They were both sweaty messes of pure euphoria.

Raja panted, kissing Adore’s cheek before flopping down onto the bed. Now they were done.

Adore pressed a kiss to Raja’s thigh, her stomach, her chest, and her lips before she relaxed her body against the witch’s.

Raja was still catching her breath, playing with Adore’s blonde hair as her body relaxed.

“You made white blood,” Adore closed her eyes, fingers dancing delicately along Raja’s abdomen.

Raja chuckled. “That’s the come, Adore. That’s why we tell the person we love to come for them.”

“Oh. Humans are so bizarre sometimes.” Adore smiled.

“Yeah. We can be,” Raja looked down at Adore, trailing a finger along the mermaid’s brow. “I want to know though…what you just did to me…how did you know how to do that?”

Adore shrugged slightly. “I don’t know. I just wanted to touch you there. I just…knew I wanted to.”

“I see.” Raja nodded before a thought crossed her mind. “So, like, how do merpeople make love?” Her nails moved to Adore’s back, relishing in this moonlight that seeped in from the roof.

Adore giggled, “Maybe I’ll tell you another day. Let’s just enjoy this.” She kissed Raja’s breast. “While it lasts.”

And Raja’s smile wavered. “I wish I could just hold you all night.”

“You can always get in the tub with me,” Adore hinted. “Not like we haven’t done that before.”

“True.”

“But I’ll let you sleep in your own bed tonight. Maybe some other time,” Adore’s fingers stroked delicately along Raja’s belly now, the witch shivering. “God, they all sound in pain.”

Raja noted the sounds of pure ecstasy coming from outside, witches and warlocks fucking like it was their first time. “Yeah, it’s kind of noisy, I guess. But they’re having fun.”

“I had fun,” Adore giggled, lashes tickling Raja’s chest. “I want to do that again.”

“Oh my God, you’re hilarious.” Raja chuckled, her fingers now in Adore’s snow-like hair. “There’s nothing stopping us.”

“We can’t,” Adore groaned, however, “I’m starting to dry out again.”

“Oh.” Raja panicked internally, sitting up. “You need to go in the tub?”

“Yes. But I can do it myself,” Adore also sat up, getting off the bed.

Making her way to the still-filled tub, Raja still lay there in her bed, taking in the sight of the mermaid’s naked form. Just looking at her skin, she could still feel the softness of it under her fingertips. And it was pure heaven.

The mermaid was pure heaven.

Before getting in the tub, Adore looked over her shoulder, “Would you come sit with me? Until I sleep, at least?”

Of course, Raja couldn’t say no. She stood by the tub, watching Adore’s legs seal together, forming her long shimmering tail. When the transformation was finished, she sat down.

And that’s when Adore asked, “Which part of me do you like the best?”

“What? Like, body part?” Raja asked.

“No. I mean, do you like me human or mermaid?” Adore raised a brow.

And Raja gulped. “I…I like you no matter what.” It wasn’t a lie. The witch adored every bit of her tethered one. But, deep down, she wanted the human version because that meant they had a future. And, fuck, she wanted that so bad.

Adore seemed satisfied with the answer, reaching her hand out of the tub.

The witch took it in her own, leaning her head against the cold tub.

“Goodnight, Raja,” Adore said breathlessly. “I love you.”

Raja’s heart pounded, cheeks staining red. “I love you too.”

And with that, the mermaid let go of Raja’s hand, letting her body slide down, the water now submerging her.

And that was it. All Raja could do now was get up and drag her tired ass to bed.

But she simply couldn’t move.

Just…sitting there beside the tub, knowing Adore was still in there…she couldn’t bring herself not to be away from the mermaid.

Not after what they had just shared. Part of her mind couldn’t grasp any of it, how this was even possible. Of all the other witches she had fucked in her lifetime, nothing compared to what happened with Adore. Her skin could have lit itself on fire when Adore pressed her body to hers. That tethered feeling, the electric light flowing through them both, it reached its peak the moment Adore kissed Raja’s skin.

Fuck, it was almost as if she was high, the buzz beneath her skin making her see bursts of colour behind her closed eyes.

Yes…A feeling the witch had never experienced in her life.

A throaty moan from somewhere outside brought Raja back to reality. And when she was aware of her surroundings again, she felt it.

Like she was being watched.

Looking around, the dark witch knew her instinct was correct. Looking towards the door, there was Raven — just standing there, her arms folded, shadows covering most of her.

“Can I help you?” Raja could tell; there was something about the way Raven looked at her, almost like…she was disappointed. But the dark witch paid no heed, finally standing up, uncaring of her nakedness.

“I thought I heard some sort of commotion.” Raven cocked her head.

Raja cringed, “Yeah, sorry we kept you awake.” She finally reached for her night dress.

“It’s fine. It wasn’t just you. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but there are a lot of riled-up witches out there tonight.” Raven glanced outside, the sounds of ecstasy still echoing in the night air, “And I was also awake anyway. Just thought I’d let you know I’ve finished preparations for the spell.”

Raja’s breath caught in her throat, eyes widening. “Oh. R-Really?”

“Yes.”

“Oh. Good.” Raja nodded, now fidgeting with her hands.

Raven cocked her head to the other side now. “What’s wrong, Mother Witch?”

“Raven."

"Answer the question.”

Raja scoffed, looking away. “Nothing is wrong.”

“Oh, really?” Raven’s hands were now on her hips. “How odd. I could have sworn I heard a bit of hesitation just now.”

And Raja shook her head. “No. No, I didn’t hesitate.”

“Hmm. Having second thoughts?"

”No.“

To this, all Raven did was blink. And, fuck, Raja could have punched her in the throat.

"I see,” Raven nodded. She turned and slowly inched her way back to the door. Before leaving, however, she looked over her shoulder. “Well? Aren’t you coming?”

Raja’s brows knit together. “Where?”

“My place. I need a hand carrying the equipment.” Raven answered, her voice suggesting it should have been a given.

Raja then fidgeted with the knot tied around her waist. “We're… We’re doing it now?”

And Raven was silent for a moment. “Are you sure you’re not having doubts, my love?”

“Raven.” Raja’s voice raised. “No. I am not having doubts.”

“Huh. Alright.” Raven nodded a head to the cold night outside the hut. “Well, let’s go.”

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