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⋆♱✮♱⋆ 𝘿𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙈𝘼𝘿𝙄𝙎𝙊𝙉 𝙈𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙂𝙊𝙈𝙀𝙍𝙔 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝘿𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙊𝙉𝙎 !
𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙍'𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀! new theme, new obsession, new me! i'm really excited about this one. i started and finished ahs coven in a few days and holy LORD i love it. i also go to school in new orleans, so it's definitely rlly special to me :) 𝙋𝘼𝙄𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂: madison montgomery x fem!reader 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎: some nsfw headcanons toward the bottom, i'll give a warning before the transition. swearing, use of magic (reader can charmspeak), mentions of death/murder (if you've seen ahs coven you have an idea of what to expect) 𝙍𝙀𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙎𝙏: none, this is totally self indulgent haha!
𖤓 she would initially take interest in you if you were from a rich family—maybe the mob or something, maybe you guys just had money. but if we're going with the mob route, she'd ask sooo many times about the fucked up things you've seen.
"have you ever seen someone get shot?" "uh...no." "ugh, boo. what kind of mob family are you?"
𖤓 she'd kinda do what she did with zoe in the first episode—she'd find you kind of interesting and be like well. guess this is my friend now.
"i'm dangerously low on entertainment. and a roommate. i guess you'll have to do." "...thank you?"
𖤓 the first time you guys would hang out one-on-one would be when madison gets cabin fever and breaks you guys out to get your nails done.
𖤓 it's here that madison gets your whole backstory out of you, including (but not limited to) how you discovered that you were a witch, why you were sent to robicheaux's, and what powers you have.
𖤓 i imagine she'd be fascinated by charmspeak. once you tell her how it works and what it can do, she's already imagining all the things she could do if she had that ability—all the roles she'd have, all the money she'd make, all the things she could get. at that moment you become more than just new entertainment to her. you become useful.
𖤓 you'd go shopping after and she'd be grabbing things left and right. dresses, fur coats, jewelry. if she likes it even a little, she's grabbing it and adding it to the pile.
"you're seriously going to buy all of this?" "nope. you are."
𖤓 she asks you to charmspeak the cashier into giving it all to you guys for free. when you refuse, she's not angry, really, just...surprised? maybe a little confused by you. you have this insane ability to get literally whatever you want, and yet you adhere to a strict moral code? she just doesn't get it.
𖤓 while she doesn't make you use your charmspeak, she does set a small fire to distract the employees long enough to let you guys sneak out with all the stuff.
𖤓 which then, of course, results in a massive fashion show back at robicheaux's. severely disappointed by your wardrobe, madison forces you into some of the clothes from your shopping escapade, and even some of her old things. she's surprisingly generous with the amount of things she'll just give you.
"i like this one." "keep it. i wore it to the teen choice awards two years ago, so i can't be seen in it again." "says who?" "says fashion, y/n. the media. the press. rewearing an outfit is like writing 'i'm poor and irrelevant' on your head in permanent marker." "oh. of course."
𖤓 from then on, you guys are attached at the hip, so much so that nan and queenie take to calling you madison's assistant behind both of your backs.
𖤓 one weekend madison forces you to come to a frat party with her (and i mean forces—you'd been to a couple frat parties at home and hated them, so she has to do some hardcore convincing to get you to go with her).
𖤓 and going to a frat party with madison is definitely a unique experience. from the moment you step in the door, all eyes are on her—madison montgomery, the movie star. and there you are, trailing after her like a lost puppy. it's slightly humiliating, but madison does her best to be accommodating.
𖤓 and by accommodating, i mean she navigates you two to the drink table and starts pouring shots for the pair of you. you both take one, then two, and that's where you stop. madison does not. she takes a third, then a fourth, and then drags you onto the dance floor with her.
𖤓 the dance floor is where a new side of madison comes out. she dances like absolutely no one but you is there, moving around in an energetic but still graceful way. if you're not a big dancer, she'll put her hands on your hips and gently guide you to sway with the beat.
𖤓 she'll definitely get more touchy when she's drunk on the dance floor, holding your hand and moving your hair for you when it gets in your face. your faces will get so close without either of you even realizing, and then you'll burst into laughter for no reason.
𖤓 but then some frat guy would appear and start flirting with madison and she'd kind of float away to dance with him. your mood definitely takes a bit of a hit at that, but you're buzzed enough that you can dance on your own without feeling lonely.
𖤓 you keep an eye on madison as much as you can, but eventually she and the guy disappear. you stop dancing and move to look around, suddenly worried. eventually you find her, stumbling up the stairs with her hand attached to the guy. absolutely not.
𖤓 you catch up to them, stopping madison before she can get to the top of the stairs.
"hey, madi, time to go." "ha, sure. you go ahead, i'll catch up with you." "no, madi, it's time for both of us to go." "look, i get that it's past your fucking bedtime or whatever, but i'm having a good time. what the hell is your problem?"
𖤓 yeah, she doesn't take kindly to being told what to do. but she's too drunk to be going to some random frat guy's room, and you're too drunk and tired to argue with either of them. so you have no other choice. your eyes turn black as you summon your charmspeak.
"let her go, and stop trying to take advantage of drunk girls. work on trying to be a better person, take up volunteering or something. don't be a creep."
𖤓 the results are instantaneous. the guy lets go of madison's hand, muttering something about being too drunk, and heads upstairs alone. that's the first time madison's ever seen your charmspeak in action, and she's fucking furious.
"what the fuck is wrong with you?" "i just did you a favor. trust me." "bullshit! you can't tell me what to do." "technically i can, i just don't. come on, let's go."
𖤓 eventually you coax her out of the party and start walking back to robicheaux's—which is made considerably harder by the fact that madison is still very drunk, stumbling in her heels so badly that you have to wrap an arm around her waist to support her.
𖤓 she's silent on the way back, still fuming at you. but as she sobers up, she comes to a realization she wouldn't normally come to: you were right. she was way too drunk to be hooking up with a guy ten minutes after she'd met him.
𖤓 and the next thing she realizes is that you were just looking out for her. nobody ever really had before. madison had been told no very few times in her life—she used to think that was just a testament to her fame, but over time she came to realize that it just came from a lack of people who care about her. and that's when madison comes to the terrifying realization that you care about her.
𖤓 and since she doesn't really know how to say 'thank you," she gives you one of her joints for your trouble when you get back to your room.
𖤓 you share the joint in the backyard, finally having sobered up enough to enjoy a high. you stay quiet, mostly because you're worried she's still mad at you, partially because you're embarrassed that you used your charmspeak on someone, which you swore to yourself you'd never do again unless it was life or death. you were scared that madison was going to cut you off entirely. most people back home did when they realized what you could do. a voice in your head was telling you that madison was never going to speak to you again.
𖤓 so imagine your surprise when she turns and kisses you.
𖤓 you just back out of pure surprise, completely caught off guard. you have a million question but your high only allows you to stutter a huh?
𖤓 madison just laughs a bit, expertly hiding her disappointment at your pulling away. all of her television and film acting serves her well in situations like this.
"what? am i still too drunk for you?" "no, i just...what?"
𖤓 you're just so surprised. did you find madison attractive? undoubtedly yes. did you maybe kind of sort of definitely have feelings for her? also yes. but did you ever think there was a universe in which she'd reciprocate those feelings? absolutely not. so what the fuck was happening?
𖤓 the second time you guys kiss, you're the one who leans in first.
𖤓 that night, you don't do anything more than kiss (despite madison wanting to), but you do end up crashing in madison's bed in your party outfits and makeup. the hangover the next morning sucks ass, but the memories of the night before get you awake pretty quickly.
𖤓 i feel like it wouldn't be too long after that that you guys start dating. madison's never been a huge dater—she's very deeply ingrained in hookup culture, as most of young hollywood is. but when it comes to you, she doesn't think she can settle for the occasional hookup. for one, you guys are literally roommates, so you're together most if not all of the time. for another, her attraction towards you isn't just physical. she likes being around you. she likes talking to you. and because you had a moral compass, hanging around you made her feel like a better person. she hadn't had someone like that in...well, as long as she can remember.
𖤓 there'd never been an official "do you want to be my girlfriend?" type conversation. you would be out somewhere, someone would start messing with you, and madison would get in their face and tell them to leave her girlfriend the fuck alone. they'd leave, and madison would turn to find you with wide eyes and cheeks flushed pink.
"girlfriend?" "duh. is that a problem?" "nope, not at all." "good."
𖤓 i imagine the pda isn't too over the top, but it's definitely there. she'll hold your hand while you're out and about and occasionally lean in to kiss you (she thinks leaving lipstick marks on your cheek is cute). when it's just you guys in your room, she could be all over you depending on her mood. she also loves cuddling, even f she doesn't act like it. whether she wants to be the big or little spoon again depends on her mood. if you're just lying on your bed reading or something, she could just come over and lay her head on your chest if she feels like it, and you do the same to her.
𖤓 when you guys are alone she can literally be such a softie, but she will deny it to the ends of the earth. like if as a joke you threaten to tell everyone how cuddly she is she'll deadass be like "girl. who tf will believe you" and she has a point because like. no one would expect that from her.
𖤓 she's not a big user of pet names, but i can definitely see her calling you "babe/baby."
𖤓 if you have similar styles, your clothes would be her clothes and vice versa. if not, she'll still give you her clothes to wear. she just loves it when you're walking around in her shirt/dress/shorts/etc.
𖤓 also, madison can be an extremely jealous person. if you're out and someone is flirting with you, she will not hesitate to appear out of nowhere and kiss you.
𖤓 or you would make a little game out of it. for example, if a guy was flirting with you at a bar, you'd entertain him for a while, and then when he got around to asking you for your number or asking you out, you'd give an apologetic look and say "sorry, i only date celebrities," and then madison would appear out of nowhere and put an arm around you, giving the guy a smug little smile. you'd laugh about that for a while.
𖤓 you're one of the only people who can see through her "acting" in daily life. she's more confident than the average person for sure, but a good portion of her not giving a shit is acting. you become so attuned to her mannerisms that you start to recognize what's real and what's fake.
𖤓 it would be heavy grumpy x sunshine vibes with you guys. or like...bitch x sweetheart. when everyone else finally finds out you guys are together, they're so surprised. no one can fathom the idea that you, one of the nicest people at robichaux's, are dating the literal bitch supreme.
"y/n, you're...dating her?" "careful nan, you might hurt my feelings."
𖤓 and speaking of everyone "finding out," i imagine you wouldn't do some big reveal where you announce it to everyone one day. you'd both just stop giving a shit about trying to hide your relationship from everyone else.
𖤓 sometimes you really have to tell her to chill tf out...like she'll be threatening someone over next to nothing and you're right behind her apologizing for her.
𖤓 but when it comes to defending you, she will stop at literally nothing to ruin their lives. if they mess with you, they mess with her, and no one messes with her. so by extension, no one messes with you. ever.
𖤓 you'd be the first person she wants to see after the resurrected. you'd see her and run into her arms crying, and she'd say something like "jesus, calm down, i'm fine," but she's tearing up too because she thought she'd never see you again.
𖤓 you're the thing that gets her to feel again after she's brought back. it's around this time that she first tells you she loves you. you wouldn't be doing anything in particular, maybe just lying around your room and watching a movie or something, and she'd realize that she actually feels okay. and then the words would just tumblr out before she can stop them.
"i love you."
𖤓 you'd look at her, and she doesn't see surprise or fear. just a smile.
"i love you too."
𖤓 there wouldn't be a big fuss about it either, you'd both just kinda put it out there and let it be. it's so un-madison to be so chill about it, but she likes it being lowkey. you're hers, she's yours, and that's it. it's one of the only things in her life that's just simple.
𖤓 and if you somehow died? she would do literally anything to resurrect you. there is no universe in which you get to stay dead. not if she has any say in it.
𖤓 before the seven wonders, she’ll pull you aside and tell you, no bullshit, that you have to make it out. you have no choice. neither of you. she won’t even entertain the idea of saying goodbye to you because she won’t fathom the idea of either of you not coming back.
𖤓 at the end of the day, you are the one she wants to be with. whether that's alive or dead, it's you. that's something that's constant in her life.
nsfw
𖤓 in my head, madison is extremely bisexual—she's attracted to anything that's hot. in a similar vein, she never really had an aha moment when she realized she was attracted to girls, it was always just kinda there and she thought, so what? she knew realistically that she kinda had to keep it quiet when she became famous because the media could be ruthless, but she knew who she was pretty early on.
𖤓 to start, madison loves giving hickeys. it ties in with her being a jealous person—what's better than a literal physical mark telling everyone that you're hers? she'll leave them everywhere too. your neck, collarbones, shoulders, breasts, inner thighs.
𖤓 when it comes to men, i feel like she'd lean more towards being bratty/submissive, but when it comes to women? she likes to be in control, for sure. she'd like to give and receive, but she adores watching you come undone on her fingers or her tongue.
𖤓 the best way i can think to describe her is rough but gentle. like, she can be vicious with you but then lean in and whisper "are you okay, baby?" and if you say no, she'll tone it down.
𖤓 she'd also tease the fuck out of you. like, anywhere. during dinner, when you're out, anywhere. she'll put a hand on your thigh and just eeeeeease it higher and higher until your face goes red and you have to push her hand away. she'll literally laugh at you when you stop her.
𖤓 at parties, she'll be all over you while you dance. you'll be pressed against each other, moving in sync, until you wander over to the corner and you can't keep your lips apart anymore. if it's dark enough, she'll even sneak a hand up your dress. she'd be so smug if she could make you come while you're literally on the dance floor.
𖤓 or she'll just drag you to the bathroom and make you sit on the counter so she can eat you out. and then afterwards she'd just fix her lipstick like nothing happened.
𖤓 i feel like if she had an inexperienced partner, she'd be really excited to be the first to do certain things to you, or to figure out what makes you tick. and if you were anxious or nervous about anything, she'd find it soooo cute. she'd be quick to put your worries to rest, though.
"relax, baby. let me take care of you."
𖤓 but sometimes, of course, she'd be more than happy to have to take control—she'd tell you exactly how she likes it and tells you when you're doing a great job. and she is loud. she's got no shame when it comes to that. she doesn't care if people hear her moaning—in fact, sometimes she'll purposely be so loud that she knows everyone can hear her. she doesn't care if people hear how good you make her feel. she also likes seeing the way your face flushes red whenever she does it.
𖤓 she's not exceptionally kinky, but there are deffffinitely a few things she likes. she'd be into breath play and temperature play—as in, she likes choking and sucking on an ice cube before eating you out. while she can be rough, she would never do anything to actually hurt you.
𖤓 we also saw how she was when zoe walked in on her and kyle—she loves the idea of getting caught. she has no clue why, but the idea of someone walking in when she's between your legs gets her so turned on.
𖤓 she'd also give you permission to use your charmspeak on her sometimes. you're hesitant at first, but eventually you indulge her.
𖤓 she'll use a healthy mix of praise and degradation and she likes getting both back. some days you're a good girl and some days you're a slut, there's no in between lmao.
𖤓 she's conflicted when it comes to adding a third person into the mix. on the one hand, the idea of anyone else getting to touch you the way she does makes her furious. on the other hand, she likes the idea of watching/having someone else watch. you'd probably have lots of discussions about it to see what you're both chill with, and it'd probably end with you both flirting with a guy at a party and having a threesome. it's not spectacular, it's not awful, it's just fun.
𖤓 before you, madison never really understood aftercare. mostly because she never got it, so she never expected it. she was used to hooking up and leaving either right after or in the morning, so she's pretty surprised when you ask her if she wants to shower with you after the first time you guys have sex.
𖤓 taking a shower or bath together becomes the norm after you have sex, but if you're too tired you'll just fall asleep tangled up in sheets together.
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Not So Secret Crush // Madison Montgomery
request: “hi could you do a madison montgomery x (fem) reader. madison is obviously very dominant but maybe every time the reader comes in madison is just very submissive and just like ����🥰”
“ok what about a fluff for madison montgomery (x fem reader) where madison is always going into the readers personal space and the reader retaliates by kissing her??”
prompts: none
summary: you’re new at miss robichaux’s. madison is not looking forward to another person moving in, but the second she sees you she completely changes her mind. she’s absolutely smitten with you, and thinks she’s doing a good job at hiding her feelings. she’s not. you know exactly how she feels about you, and what you’re going to do about it.
warnings: language, slight arguing, invasion of personal space, kissing, not proofread
word count: 1k
a/n: fem reader, very ooc madison. these requests were both from 2021 and i am so so sorry to the people who requested that i never go to these! i just realized i have a lot of old requests so i’m gonna try my best to get through them!
You walked into Miss Robichaux's Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies clutching your small duffle bag containing everything you owned. You had just recently discovered you were a witch, and when your parents found out they freaked. Before you knew it, you were kicked out with practically nothing to your name.
Somehow, almost like magic, a flier for the school flew straight into your face while you were sleeping on a park bench. It startled you awake, and something in you said you should call. One thing led to another, and just a few days later you were enrolled and moving in. The headmistress, Cordelia Goode, gave you a date and time and told you to simply come on in. She was far too busy to show you around, and said one of the other girls there would be able to show you around instead.
Which brings you to here, walking down the long entryway, and heading towards the group of voices you heard. You could tell they were bickering, but you couldn’t make out the words until you got closer.
“I’m just saying, it’s starting to get way too crowded in here. I mean seriously, soon we’re going to start having to share rooms. And I need my space.”
“Girl, shut up. You complain way too much.”
“How dare you? Am I seriously the only one upset that another ugly hag is moving in here? I mean r-,” the blonde girl whole was speaking trailed off as you entered the room.
“Hi, I’m y/n. I’m new here. Miss Cordelia said one of you would be able to show me around?”
“Uhhh, uhm,” the blonde girl stuttered, staring directly at you.
“Madison, did you forget how to speak or something? Don’t mind her, I’m Queenie. The bitchy one is Madison, that’s Zoe, and that’s Nan.”
Nan smiled and waved at you, and you smiled back.
“I’d be happy to show you around,” Zoe said, starting to stand up.
“I got it!” Madison said, practically jumping out of her seat to walk over towards you.
“Ok then,” Zoe mumbled, sitting back down.
Queenie, Zoe, and Nan all started at Madison, bewildered at how different she was acting. You, however, didn’t seem to notice since you were unfamiliar with Madison’s usual attitude. Madison placed her arm around your shoulders and began showing you around the house.
“And here’s our last stop. This is your new room. Mine’s right over there,” Madison said, pointing to the room next door. “If you need anything feel free to come ask me!”
“Thanks! And thanks for showing me around. I don’t know what Queenie was talking about, you’re not bitchy at all,” you said, laughing slightly.
“Oh, you know Queenie. Always joking like that! Well, I’ll leave you to get settled in. See you around!” Madison said before she started walking away.
You went into your new room to start unpacking, and Madison went back downstairs to the living room where everyone else was still sitting.
“What was that Madison? Since when are you nice to the new girl?” Zoe asked.
“Just a few seconds earlier you were complaining about someone new moving in and then you just volunteer to show her around? What is up with you?” Queenie added.
“There’s nothing up with me. I was simply being nice. Is there something wrong with that?” Madison said, rolling her eyes.
“For a normal person, no. But you’re the resident bitch, so yes there’s something wrong with that,” Queenie said.
“Oh my god!” Zoe gasped. “You like her, don’t you? That has to be it! You’ve got a crush on y/n!”
“What are you talking about? No I don’t. I treated her like I do everyone else. What is your guys' problem?” Madison replied.
“Yeah sure, we’ll see,” Queenie said.
The days went by, and Madison became exceptionally clingy towards you. She was overly nice, and offered to do things for you. She always tried to sit next to you whenever she could, and would get pissed off whenever she didn’t get the chance. You were a little confused with how everyone else would talk about Madison, because she seemed so kind to you. But eventually you began to put the pieces together.
She had a crush on you. It wasn’t very hard for you to figure out either. She was always close to you, and she was constantly invading your personal space. She would hug you practically every time she saw you, and she would sit as close to you as physically possible. All of that, plus the fact she was a bitch to everyone except you, made her feelings for you extremely obvious.
You and the other girls were having a movie night, and decided to have a sleepover in the living room. Nan sat on the floor, and Queenie and Zoe sat next to each other on the couch. You were curled up in a chair when Madison sat down beside you, squishing the two of you together. You tried to keep your attention on The Craft, but you could practically feel Madison’s eyes burning into you.
“Madison,” you whispered.
“Yeah?”
“You’re staring.”
“Huh? Oh, sorry,” she mumbled, turning to look at the movie.
“You know, you’ve been staring at me for a while now, and you’re always in my space. And I think I finally figured out why.”
She turned to look at you again, meeting your eyes. She looked slightly nervous, which definitely wasn’t normal for her, meanwhile you had a smile on your face.
“Oh yeah? Why’s that?”
Instead of responding, you leaned over and kissed her. You felt Madison tense up, before relaxing into the kiss, and placing her hand against your cheek. You smiled into the kiss, and when you pulled away for air, she tried to follow your lips.
“So, was I right?” you asked.
“Well that depends. Do you feel the same?”
“Yeah, I thought I kinda just made it obvious.”
“Then yes, you were right.”
You smiled and kissed her again. A few seconds later the two of you were hit with a pillow. You broke apart to see Queenie looking over at you.
“Gross, get a room.”
tags: @jamespotterslover @rottenstyx @hallecarey1 @evilcr0ne @milly-louise
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Can you make a hurt-comfort Madison Montgomery x fem reader fan fic? Im really sorry im not sure if you’ve wrote one already
You’re perfect the way you are
Madison Montgomery x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Hurt/insecurities
Request: Yes and No
Summary: After a rude comment from Queenie about the relationship between you and Madison, she brings down the blonde and make her feel like she truly isn’t good enough for you.
You were out grocery shopping with Cordelia, Zoe and Nan. It was around noon and Madison was by herself until you got back.
Madison curses herself for not going with you, because now she has to spend her time with her coven frenemy.
So, she walks towards the couch and snags the remote out of Queenie’s hand before sitting down. Changing the chanel because who’d wanna watch cooking shows at this hour.
“Hey! I was watching that.” Queenie snaps, already fed up with the blonde’s behavior. “Too bad, bitch. You should be thanking me, staring at the food on the television will only make you even more hungrier than usual.” Madison smirks as Queenie glares at her.
“You’re such a little bitch, Montgomery. How (Y/n), a kind soul, dates someone like you will forever be a mystery to this coven.” Madison frowns, did anyone in the coven think that about your guy’s relationship?
Her hand clenches around the remote and hot tears form at the brim of her eyes, but she won’t let them fall. Not in front of her. She stands up and throws the remote at the wall, essentially breaking it in two pieces and storms out the room. Ignoring Queenie’s yells for her to come back and fix the remote.
Her hands grow shaky as she rushes to your room, tears running down her face, ruining her mascara in the process.
It wasn’t the first time Madison had heard a comment about you and her, yet every time somebody made a remark about Madison being a bitch it upset her.
She would do anything for you. Maybe she isn’t good enough for you, she can’t help but think that Queenie is right.
She throws on one of your pink sweatshirts and slams the door shut with her magic, also locking it. Madison curls up into your bed and cries. Wishing for you to get back already.
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About half an hour passed by and you, Cordelia, Zoe and Nan are back from shopping. You quickly help them put away the groceries and make your way around the house, looking for your beautiful girlfriend.
When you step into the sitting area, Queenie has an angry look on her face, playing any game on her phone that she can find interesting.
You step over the broken remote and talk to Queenie, “What happened?” Queenie scoffs, “Your stupid girlfriend happened. Walked down stairs snatched the remote out of my hand, handed me some insults, then got all pissy when I brought up how you are sweet and she isn’t. Threw the remote at me and ran.”
You narrow your eyes at Queenie. You knew how sensitive Madison was when other people talked about the obvious differences in your relationship.
Making your way upstairs, you knock on your door, “Madison. It’s me. Open the door.” You wait a few seconds, before Madison unlocks the door.
She doesn’t even bother glancing at you. You take in her appearance, Messed up makeup, puffy eyes and she’s wearing your sweatshirt. A sign of comfort.
“Oh Madi.” You mutter, laying underneath the covers with her. Facing your body towards her, she reluctantly turns towards you.
“You know, who cares if Queenie or Zoe or anyone really, has something to say about our relationship. In the end, we get to decide what’s best for us.” You brush some of her blond hair and tuck it behind her ear.
She smiles slightly and nods, “I just want to be the best version of myself for you. I get I can be bitchy, but I try.”
You kiss her lips, shortly. “I love you Madison. With your attitude, with your imperfections. I don’t want them. Only you.” Her once small smile turns into a bigger one, she cups your face and gives you little kisses all over.
“I love you so much (Y/n). I’d die for you.” She pulls you closer and rests her head on your chest, listening to your heart beating slowly. You continuously brush her hair softly with your fingers.
You both relish in the beautiful moment.
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hello!! I was wondering if u could do a Madison Montgomery x fem!reader with prompts 45 and 47? Basically Madison is jealous that reader has been spending a lot of time with Zoe and it really hurts Madison because she’s never been in a secure relationship before.
MADISON!!!!!
Well, let's do it then!
By the way, this is a good example of a request to say that it's okay if the dialogue you requested for has already been released here. I don't mind writing repeated plots, I find it even more fun to show the divergences from one character to another.
So feel free to ask.
You can check out my list of prompts here!
Enjoy!
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45. "who's jealous?" 47. you're so jealous." | madison montgomery x reader
Madison was about to collapse. You were much more aware of the words and beauty of the new girl, Zoe Benson, than you were of her. Basically, Madison knew she had a crush on you the first time she was at the Academy, but it's not like she could handle that information properly.
It wasn't like her, being in love with someone for real, cultivating feelings and projecting her ideals for the future. She was always a bad girl, a preppy, lonely girl who didn't need anyone. Then you just showed up, both feet in the door, and ended it all.
And now, all you had eyes for was Zoe Benson.
She hadn't expected to have to bring this up so soon with anyone, not even Cordelia, who was the headmistress and had too kind a heart to understand her girls. But when you walked into the room you shared with a grin from ear to ear, Madison let out a huff of air.
"What is it?" you asked, frowning. "What bug bit you this time?"
"It's nothing," she assured, in a deep voice. "And you, what are you doing here at this hour? I thought you were still holed up in the room with Zoe."
You looked at her and cocked your head to the side in confusion.
"Does that bother you?"
"No. Why should I care? It's your life, isn't it? Why should I care about something you do when I have nothing to do with it? What nonsense!"
You had to contain your crooked smile.
"Zoe's with Kyle," you explained. "They're going to be together all night now and I don't feel like hearing moaning across the room."
Madison nodded, lifting her small mirror to apply red lipstick to her lips, clearly ignoring you. You were still smiling, looking at her in disbelief, when it dawned on you and things became clear.
"Damn, you're so jealous…", you told her, laughing. "Damn it, Madison, I can't believe it! Are you jealous of me?"
"Who's jealous?", she asked, in the most uninformed tone possible, showing off her good acting. Or almost good. "Are you crazy, (Y\N)?"
You shrugged. "I'm pretty sure not. You're jealous of me because I'm spending more time with Zoe than you and apparently there's something about it that makes you cross, isn't it?"
Madison turned to you, lipstick halfway across her mouth, paler than if she'd powdered her face.
"You're totally out of your mind," she rolled her eyes.
"No gaslighting, please…", you laughed and sat down behind her, leaning your back against her back so as not to disturb her. "You can admit that you're jealous of me, okay? It doesn't make you any less strong, in fact, it makes you even cuter, if that's possible. And what's more, you know we're best friends and that, if there's anything else going on between us, I would never leave you for someone else, Madison. I've told you that many times, haven't I?"
She looked shocked.
"That's it. You're scared to admit that you love me and that you felt jealous because there was never someone who took it easy, or there was someone who let you be free to be and do whatever you want. That's it."
Madison was still looking at you, now from the corner, from the distance you were, when you simply turned and gave her a peck on the lips, catching her by surprise.
"That's enough being a queen bee with me, okay? It doesn't work anymore," you whispered as you walked away. "And you know what? You're so much prettier than Zoe Benson. Does that make you happier?"
Madison saw you get out of bed and saw you leave the room, but she was so caught up in her thoughts that she just didn't even notice you were away and said, out loud:
"You mean you have feelings for me too?"
You chuckled down the hall and used your powers to conjure a pen and paper. You wrote: "Why? Do you have feelings for me?" and threw it to the door, simply. "Cute!" she heard you yell, even louder, as you walked out of the hallway, and she rolled her eyes.
This was sure to be a topic for weeks to come...
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Madison Montgomery x Reader
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“I thought you said your friend would be here.” Queenie said as she followed Madison inside. Madison shot her a look though mostly one of frustration as Queenie was looking around at your dishevelled house as if she expected you to not be there after all.
It had been a while. She hadn’t wanted to think about what had happened to you since you lost touch. “(Y/N) will be here and they will be fine.” Madison snapped and Queenie raised her eyebrows but said nothing else with a gesture to Madison to lead the way further inside. When she called out for you and still got no response and couldn’t find you as she searched through the old building she stopped.
"Something’s out of whack." She said carefully as she stopped her search and looked at Queenie. They both agreed and headed out of the building.
“What now?” Queenie asked her. Madison crossed her arms as she looked around and tried to spot something that was out of place. Someone watching the house or a neighbour paying too much attention.
“We head back and use a spell to find (Y/N). They said they found something that could help us and I know (Y/N). They wouldn’t just up and vanish like this. Something has to be wrong.” She muttered and looked at Queenie who gave a firm nod, looking at her with determination.
“We’ll find your friend and figure everything out. We should reach out to Cordelia before we carry on though.” Queenie suggested quickly and Madison agreed, unable to shake the feeling that something was very wrong. There was a sound that she had heard from somewhere but she couldn’t quite place it.
You watched as she and Queenie walked away from your house as you pounded on the basement window, yelling as loudly as you could, hoping they could hear you through the spell.
Madison tags:
@moonmaidwn1996 @gillybear17 @ravennoore14 @the-caravello-post @killing-gremlin @aegonandaemondtargaryenslut18 @lchufflepuffcorn @evattude
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💛I think I love you
Pairing: Cordelia Goode x Fem Lector
Author's Note: I'm not sure about this, but I needed to do something with our dear Delia.
Word count: 633
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Cordelia was very excited and nervous at the same time, it was the first time she saw you again after 14 years, you two had grown up together at the academy, during childhood she had a little crush on you but she could never tell you how she felt.
But she was no longer a child, she had become the Supreme....
-You have to calm down Cordelia,- asked Zoe.
-I can't, I haven't heard from her in a long time and suddenly I get a letter saying she's coming to see the academy,- trying to keep her composure.
-But I don't understand what all the fuss is about.
-She is not like the other witches, she possesses the abilities of a medium and the power of a supreme one...that reminds me that I must warn the girls...- being interrupted by the sound of the door opening.
And there you were, wearing black clothes, leather gloves and a pair of sunglasses. Cordelia's breath catches at the sight of you and again she feels like when she was young, her heart beats fast, she feels butterflies in her stomach, her mouth is dry...
-It's been a long time Cordelia
Your voice....GOD IT SOUNDED SO DEEP AND SEXY
-Y/n- she greets giving you a smile.
She is surprised to see you open your arms inviting her into a hug, which she gladly accepts; this felt good, it was so comforting.
The women break apart as you hear someone clear their throat, your first reaction is to see Zoe, but she quickly denies and points to Madison.
-Montgomery,- you say looking at the actress.
-Y/n- giving her a smile
-You two know each other,- asks the supreme one.
-In the support groups,- you answer returning your attention to Delia.
Cordelia gives you a little tour and introduces you to some of the girls along the way, they end up in her office, grateful to be able to spend some time alone with the blonde.
-Can I ask you a question?- asks the woman as you take off your gloves.
-Of course, my dear,- giving her a smile.
That simple nickname made the woman's cheeks flush with a soft blush, not to mention your smile, which made her heart race.
-What did you mean when you said support groups?
-Well..., you know what I am capable of doing, so when I lost control I hurt a lot of people, when I hit rock bottom I decided to seek help, which was difficult, because I couldn't really say what I was doing.
-I'm so sorry,- the woman apologized for bringing it back to your mind.
-Don't worry, I got my power under control,- taking off her sunglasses.
It had been a long time since Cordelia had seen your eyes, not even when you were in the academy she could see your eyes, partly because of your medium powers, but mainly because you could see people's souls, as well as the darkest parts of each one.
You slowly approach the blonde and you can see the energy around her begin to change.
-You know I always hated having to wear those glasses because they didn't let me appreciate your beautiful eyes,- placing you behind her, -the gloves for not touching your skin,- turning her chair around and taking her jaw gently, -but mostly I hated never being able to do this,- closing the space between you, claiming her lips,
It takes him a second to reciprocate, when you try to pull away, he chases your lips making you laugh.
-You have no idea how much I wanted to do that,- brushing a strand of hair away from his face.
-I thought I would never be able to feel your touch,- taking one of your hands, -or see your beautiful eyes again.
This time it's your turn to blush at his words, watching a smirk grow on his face.
-I think I love you,- you confess, losing yourself in his eyes.
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ok, so, if you feel inspired to do so, i would literally drop dead for some fluffy madison montgomery head cannons. because i just- love her?? every time i close my eyes all i see is madison being like "wow i hate hugs and physical affection and stupid couple stuff." while she is literally cuddling her s/o and wearing their shirt. she is the physical embodiment of "was that a hug? disgusting. do it again." she thINKS SHE'S SO TOUGH BUT SHE IS BABY. basically just want to be madison's girlfriend. 🥺
YES YES YES OMGGGG, THANKS SM FOR THE REQUEST, LOVE THIS!
Dating Madison Montgomery would include:
Is a bitch to everyone but you
You're the only one who gets to see her soft side
She's very big on PDA
Full make-out sessions when your friends are around, she doesn't give a damn
But when you hug her or hold her hand in public
She rolls her eyes and pretends to hate it
She loves it
And when you pull your hand away, she grabs it and pulls you back
Drags you to parties with her
If anyone flirts with you.... they're dead the next day. Literally.
Madison can get very possessive and jealous
You belong to her and no one else
Watching her movies together
She comments on every little thing in every scene
She steals your shirts all the time
Her excuse: "What? They look better on me anyway."
Coming to your room when she has nightmares about when she was dead
You hold her, gently place kisses all over her face and you fall asleep together
You're her safe place
Will deny seeking comfort with you the next day
"Hey Madison, did I see you coming out of (Y/N)'s room this morning?" "What? Ugh, don't be weird, bitch."
She gets very insecure sometimes
She tries to stay tough for you but just breaks down
You hold her in your arms until she's calm again
Practicing your magic together
Going on dates to cute little cafés
Madison really, really loves you
But would rather be caught dead (again) then admit it to your face
If you tell her you love her, she'll softly smile and say it back though
Power witch-y couple!
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No light in your bright blue eyes (End III - Part II)
Read Part I and Part II
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Part II- It's so easy, to say it to a crowd but it's so hard, my love, to say it to you out loud
The next morning, when she finally woke up from what seemed a horrible nightmare, she was in a totally different room. She was dressed in a purple sleeping gown. Everything was so blurry. How did she end up in this room? Dressed in purple? If Ms.Venable found her here she would have a serious problem.
Where was Michael? What happened to him when he left the room? She thought that she felt him during her sleep, his presence next to her. That was probably a hallucination. The only thing she knew is that nothing of this situation was normal and there was only one reason why.
What did he want from her? Why was she suddenly at the place of a purple? She stumbled out off bed. Why was she so weak? It didn’t felt right when the room started to turn around itself. She forced herself to stand up, helping her way to the bathroom with the wall.
Her reflection on the mirror was the exact same. Nothing had changed on her face, so why did she felt so different? What has he done to her? She looked at herself so scared of what could appear in the mirror. Did he change her to be more like him?
She jumped out of place when she heard the door of her room opened. Whoever that might be, it wasn’t good news. There is nobody in this universe that she wanted to see. She wasn’t in shape to welcome anyone.
-You shouldn’t be out of bed.
It was Michael, and to her surprise, he was worried about her state. However, she had n’t digested what he had done to her. Although she wanted to cry, she kept herself together, acting as cold as ice.
-What do you want?
-You should get some rest
-What have you done to me?
She knew he had done something, and she wanted nothing to do with him. As he approached her, like a wild animal she started to get tense. He could feel it, but that wasn’t going to stop him.
-Don’t touch me.
He wasn’t even next to her, but her warning wasn’t scaring him. And she only wished it did, because she really meant no harm to him. She was only protecting herself. And as his hand gently touched her bare skin, Michael found himself flying down to the bedroom.
-I told you not to touch me. She screamed out.
The young man had difficulty to stand up and deep down she hoped that this had hurt him, even a little bit. She didn’t mean too much harm, she was incapable of it, but she found herself in a situation she didn’t like. So she lashed out the only way she knew.
When her magic leaves back her body, she fell on the cold floor. Michael approaches her with much more precaution this time, one of his hand went gently on her cheeks. He waited for her to accept his touch before taking her body into his arms.
She cried her eyes out, and Michael waited patiently for her to calm down, telling her that he was here, that she wasn’t alone. They had reversed the roles, when he was younger she was the one to comfort him. Now everything had changed, but for her he let down the facade he had built.
When the storm had finally passed they were enjoying each other warmth. She raised her head and their faces were only a few centimeters from each other. She didn’t mean to, but it felt so natural. They spent what felt like a decade looking at each other, the blue of his iris was mesmerizing. He broke the small space between them, his nose caressing hers.
For the first time, she felt that need to feel him, his lips against hers, his hands on her body in a way he had never touch her. She felt so guilty, she wasn’t allowed to feel that for him. He was a man now, not the little boy she used to know. There was no denying of the tension that was filling the atmosphere.
Michael put an end at her questionnement, the same was haunting his head as well, but he wasn’t a little boy anymore and he wanted her. So he pressed his lips against hers, he had no attention to let her go now that he had her all for himself. It was sweet and rough as he deepened the kiss, leading their body to the bed. They were ready to give themselves up to the other. At this moment, cut in time, there was only the two of them.
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Her eyes opened slightly only to be filled with the darkness of the room. She finally had the sleep she deserved, it was warm, welcoming and peaceful. But that peace was only short-lived, when she realized he wasn’t on her side anymore. Michael’s place in the bed was empty, and a bitter-sweet feeling came to her.
With one flick of a hand, she lighted up all the candles in the room. But no signs of him what so ever. She was happy, really, she couldn’t deny that his love for her was bringing her joy. All the « I love you » he had given her in one single night in satin bed was surreal, especially for Michael. She answered every single one of them, a strangled feeling of love in her stomach. It was perfect. But yet she was so desperate to see him gone from her side, she thought she had won him on her side forever. The reality was quite the opposite, he had her on his side.
The clock on her side reminds her that she had missed the Halloween Party that Ms. Venable gladly prepared. Something was wrong with Ms.Venable inviting everyone, even the greys, at the party. However she missed being by her friends’ side. But now that she was made a purple by Mr. Landgon’s commands, she could just wander around and not fear Ms.Venable anymore.
She found only one thing in her closet that wasn’t some kind of Victorian purple’s gown. She wasn’t really fond of purple, but that silky soft dress will do much better than a corset. She found herself more comfortable barefoot, liking the sensation of the cold floor. So she left the room like this, the dress was maybe too revealing but she couldn't care less.
Wandering around the endless corridor, she found not a soul who lived. She assumed they were all enjoying the party in the common room, but yet as she approached there was not a sound coming from there. She found herself overlooking the room from the balcony that had the room. The vision was horrific. Every single one of the Outpost’s residents were dead. She ran down the stairs, almost falling. She looked over every single body, they seemed to have been poisoned. However, she couldn’t find the body of Dinah Stevens, Coco or her dear friend Mallory.
At first panic came, she was lost, had no clue what to do. She hoped for Mallory to be still alive somewhere, she had brought herself back to life but she had never tried on anybody else. Her thought then went to Michael, if anyone knew what happened it would be him.
She tried to push away the idea that he was responsible. But yet, she couldn’t lie to herself, she knew he was somehow responsible for this. When she arrived in his room, he wasn’t there.
-That must be a joke. She told herself out loud
Before she realized that Ms. Venable’s body was lying dead on the ground. She approached slowly, and show the blood on her white shirt, a single bullet through her heart. Not that she felt particularly sorry for her, no she was an atrocious person. But yet her death was strange.
Her thought were cut out short because of a loud noise coming from the hallway. An explosion, but she wasn’t sure what had caused it. Were there some outsiders inside? Maybe Michael wasn’t the reason of this slaughter. The explosion was followed but multiple gunshots and she felt it again. That sensation in her stomach, punching her. The same she felt when Constance died leaving Michael all alone and afraid. Something had happened to him, she knew it.
She rushed out of the room in the direction of the hallway. There were some screams coming from somewhere else inside. They were not alone inside. When she arrived in the hallway the first thing she saw was him. Michael was laying against the wall, in a pool of his own blood. His eyes were barely opened and she couldn’t tell if he was dead or fighting for life.
Then her eyes caught the Blondie who hold the gun. It didn’t take her long to recognize her, it was Madison Montgomery, the witch that came to ask questions about Michael in Murder House. It seemed that she was surprised to see Y/N. Anger was growing inside of the young witch body as she approached slowly downstairs.
-Do you really think you are the only one who can escape your personal hell, Madison? She sang with irony.
While the two witches were focused on each other, Michael worked his magic to get back all the blood lost inside his body. It’s only when he stood up that Y/N looked at him with relief, on the other side, Madison hadn’t time to arm the gun again that her head exploded out of her body.
Even for a witch, that was too much to take, even for a witch like Y/N who had seen so much blood and horrors. She was stuck into place, her eyes wide open looking through nothing but emptiness. Until warm arms circled her body softly, she started panting painfully. His touch wasn’t enough, and he had no time to comfort her.
She heard him speak, but it was like she was underwater, she was out this world. He had no time, but he couldn’t bear to leave her here, alone, scared and lost. Plus, she was an easy weapon to use against him. He kissed her softly, hoping that a kiss would bring her back to reality. And it did when she responds by kissing him back. With regrets, he quickly put an end to it.
-We have to go. He pressed, his eyes staring back to hers. Mallory is going to erase me from the planet.
-What? Wait Michael, what do you mean? Mallory is alive?
-Yes yes, we have no time. Please, she can use Tempus Infinitum. He grabbed her hand, leading their way upstairs.
During all her studies, Y/N has been told that Tempus Infinitum was only a legend, nobody was capable of such a thing. The only magical creatures that were known to be capable to do so was angels, Archangel Saint Michael’s descents. But all the angels were gone from earth, for thousands of years.
It came like a revelation to her, Mallory wasn’t just a normal witch, like Michael wasn’t just a warlock. She might be the direct descendant of the Archangel. As the evil was born into Michael, the good was born into Mallory. And their destiny were to destroy one another. It made perfect sense and yet Y/N refused to live by destiny and fate, like she once refused to believe that Michael was born only for evil.
His hand pressing gently on hers was her anchor to reality. When they both faced Marie Laveau, a powerful Voodoo Queen as she had learned in her coven, he stopped. To her great despair, she couldn’t see his face as he was looking at the Voodoo witch in front of him, but she could feel the amusement. They really thought that anything could stop him.
-I take care of this one, go. He said before letting go of her hand.
-Michael …
-I said: Go!
As he turned to look at her, his face was severe. There was no more explanation needed as she ran away from them. He knew that she couldn’t take any more of him killing people, and he had no attention to spare anyone who stood on his way.
When Y/N heard the screams, she stopped a moment. What was she capable to forgive for love? She didn’t know, and she was actually scared of the answer. But if there was no one to forgive, then all of this would be for nothing. As she rushed around the corridor, she thanked the hours she spent washing the floor.
And she finally found them, the rest of the witches. Mallory was there in a pool, almost unconscious, while Cordelia was holding her head up. Myrtle looked up at the young witch who just entered the room, she was suspicious. For good reason, Y/N was on Michael’s side, and yet she could help to feel hurt when she saw her friend in such a state.
She kneeled next to them, and grabbed Mallory hand into hers. They all looked at her, Mallory couldn’t help to give her a soft smile, although she had regained her memories, she still remembered the support Y/N had given her during the time at the Outpost.
-You’re alive. She mouthed softly, crying out as she saw her friend slowly fade away. No, no, Mallory, no. Do you hear me? Stay with me.
Why? Why her life couldn’t just be easy? Mallory dead was the solution to keep Michael alive, by her side. But yet she could come with the fact of leaving her friend die. There was something that could never be taken out of her, it was empathy. So much empathy for the living, she gave so much importance to life. She had never killed, and she was actually afraid to.
-He is here. Myrtle informed Cordelia.
The supreme stood up, and went to face him in the corridor. The conversation was pretty intense between the two of them, and yet Y/N couldn’t care less. All her focus was on Mallory, trying to keep her alive, comforting her. She knew it, she had been through death, it is a cold and lonely place until you realized where you are.
Here her only concern was her friend, the one that had been here for her. She couldn’t help to feel guilty when her magic couldn’t bring her back. She tried Vitalum Vitalis, again and again, but it seemed to be a power that she didn’t have in her possession.
-Cordelia! Myrtle cried out.
The all room was filled with her sorrow, as Myrtle watched her dearest friend Cordelia plunged the knife through her heart. But Y/N’s attention went back directly to Mallory as she came back to herself, in shock but breathing. What she didn’t know is that Mallory was the next Supreme and Cordelia’s death had made her more powerful than before.
-Tempus Infinitum. Screamed Mallory, creating the spell to return back in time.
Everything else happened too fast for comprehension. A hand on her waist, the water around her, then everything was dark. And before she knew she was just in front of Murder House, where everything started.
Michael was here too, he had dragged them both into Mallory’s spell, expending it so they could join the same space and time as the witch. They were both lost when they arrived, pushed back again the grass, they rolled for a few meters before stopping her body on top of his.
Before she finally realized what had happened it was already too late to undo anything. She slapped him violently before standing up. Michael took a little longer to get back to himself as he used a lot of magic to take them here, but the burnt in his face brought him back to reality.
-What have you done? She yelled at him
Everyone who had been looking to the two strangely dressed persons had now hide back where they could, not wanting to worsen the anger of the girl. Her body was looking over his and for once she was the one in control.
-If I can kill Mallory there I will do it now.
-Do you ever think before you do something, do you? You are such a selfish and stupid asshole! You just erase yourself from this time by bringing us here.
She was insensitive to his face, clearly confused and scared. Yes, he was scared of her, him the Great Antichrist scared of a Witch. He didn’t want to let anything through as he stood up, he took him some strength because for some reason he didn’t explain, he was really weak.
Y/N was mad as hell about him. But yet to see him so weak, his face writhed with pain, she could help but to feel herself hurt as much. She didn’t understand what was happening to the powerful Michael Langdon, until she saw him.
A younger version of Michael just passed the door of Murder House. His eyes were swollen with tears. He looked so young and vulnerable. But how could he be here, if Michael’s presence by her side had erased him. However the exact opposite of what she thought was happening. It was the older version of Michael who was fading away. Time was a dangerous thing to mess with and Michael was paying the price.
The scene seemed surrealist as the two Michael made eye contact. The younger version of himself looked scared and lost as he observed the blood all around his older self. Then he saw her, his only hope at the moment, since his grandmother had rejected him. Y/N was for him, the closest thing to a mother while for his older version she was the love of his life.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as this innocent version of him made his way to them. While the Michael on her side was going his way to him, they were attracted to each other like magnets. But then came the shock. A car rushing through the street drive over Michael, the innocent boy was projected on the floor already bleeding.
Time seemed to freeze as the two adults on the other side of the road screamed watching him crawled on the floor. For him, it was the pain, his pain projecting into his body. For her, it was the horror of seeing this innocent boy that she loved so much hurt like this. But as they started running over them, the car reversed to run over Michael’s body once more.
Constance came out of the house, she froze to place when she saw her grandson on the floor. But then her focus, as well as everyone else came to the driver of that car. Mallory. The witch stopped to look over at her friend, blocked in the middle of the road. It was hurting her to see her cry, but that monster by her side had killed every single person that counted for Mallory.
-Mallory, I’m begging you. Stop! She screamed at her, hoping that her despair will make her friend change her mind.
She couldn’t read the expression on Mallory’s face, so she decided to rush over Michael’s side, to protect him. He was already in agony, but maybe she could prevent him from suffering even more. She closed her eyes when she heard the car roaring again, and as if her prayers were answered, Mallory drove forward avoiding them.
As soon as this craziness was over, her lover kneeled next to them. He was watching his grandmother, crying silently as he mouthed an apology. In the meanwhile, his younger self was gaging, the pain was unbelievable.
-Y/N ….I .I .I’m scared.
-It’s alright, I’m here, I’m right here, I’m not leaving you I promise. She cried.
His head was resting on her laps as she was rocking him. Gently caressing his hair, making him feel her presence. She was only looking at his blue eyes, nothing matters more than his eyes. Until another asked for her attention.
-Y/N …
His body was becoming more and more transparent. He was disappearing, because it couldn’t exist two of him in the same place and time. Those were the rules of time and space and even the Antichrist himself couldn’t fight them.
-Bring me back …
-I can’t. She was drowning in tears. I don’t have this power … I can’t.
-You can! He assured her. You can save him, you can save me. I believe in you.
He looked at her one last time, as his older conscience was disappearing, he mouth one last time « I love you ». The sharp pain she felt at that moment was even more monstrous than the pain of getting her heart ripped out of her. She screamed but not a noise was getting out of her throat, it was too strong that she thought she died again.
But then she came back to reality when the boy on her lap was fighting for his life. But it was only a question of seconds, before his life left his body with his final breath. The shock of him, her little boy dying was such that she had forgotten everything around her. She only remembered his voice, he believed in her, she couldn’t be a disappointment.
So she tried it, Vitalum Vitalis, give him a bit of her breath before inhaled again. But it didn’t work. She lost him, twice, on the same day. She was beating herself up for not succeeding, why, why was she capable to bring herself back but not her loved one. What was the point of she could keep them safe?
-I’m sorry. Her head pressed against his chest, she was crying a river over his body.
But then she heard it, his heart beating slowly before he emerged back. He was searching for air as he rose to be seated. She didn’t understand how, but for all she cared is that he was alive, that’s the only thing that mattered. She captured his face between her hands befogging kissing gently his forehead.
-Don’t let me die again. It’s scary. His voice was so innocent and pure.
She laughed of relief as she took him in an embrace, holding him tight. At this moment she felt as if all the bad that one inhabited him had left with his older self.
-I promise you.
Read Ending I - Ending II
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˚ ₊ ‧ ༉ ✧TAKEN BY THE WIND ✧ ༉ ‧ ₊ ˚
Post death-Kyle spencer x fem!reader
(Kyle takes a liking to the sweet witch who moves in to the academy)
(Warnings: unedited, fluff, sad emotions idk)
(Words: 1444)
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“Why do I have to go.” I ask my sister, my eyes stinging from the nerves.
“You need help controlling your power. You can’t keep risking your life for others at every inconvenience.” Misty says as we walk through the gates of the academy.
“That’s literally what I do. I’m a people pleaser. I can’t do anything for myself, greed has no power over me.” I smile softly. It’s a blessing and a curse, having so much power and yet so little control over how I use it. I can’t do anything out of a selfish act. But I still end up hurt at the end of the day.
“Which is why miss Cordelia is going to help you. Ok?” She smiles adjusting my shawl and knocking on the door. I nod in response and the door opens.
“Hello, you must be y/n, I’m Cordelia, misty has told us lots about you.” The blonde haired woman smiles as she reaches her hand out to shake.
“It’s very nice to meet you miss.” I say shyly.
“Now, now no need to be shy, why don’t you come inside, the other girls are so excited to meet you. It’s been a little chaotic around here these past few days and your sure to bring some happiness to the lot of them.” She says and escorts me into the huge White House they call a school.
“Girls I want you to meet y/n the newest addition to the academy.” Miss Cordelia says as we walk up on a group of 4 girls at a long table.
“Hi, I’m Zoe.” One of the girls with light brown hair says with a slight smile in her eyes and I return the favor as the others get out of there seats to say hello.
“Maddison Montgomery.” A slim girl with blonde hair says intimidatingly sticking out her hand for me to shake.
“H- hello.” I say quietly return the gesture.
Nan and Queenie introduce them selfs next causing me to smile. I can sense the vibrant energy off of the two of them and I smile feeling the same from Zoe as she gets closer, finally leaving her seat at the table.
“Girls why don’t you show her to her room and help with her bags as I talk with misty.” Cordelia insists and I’m taken up the stairs by the girls.
“So here is the room you’ll be staying in, we’ve been putting Kyle in there but he can sleep on are floor or something.” Says Madison to Zoe and I, causing my brows to furrow.
“I don’t want to remove anyone from there rooms, I’m fine with bunking, me and misty shared a room at her home for years.” I smile confused at the girls nervous looks towards the thought of me bunking with the Kyle the brought up.
“Are you sure it’s not like Kyle has any choice in the matter, he can’t even say no.” Madison laughs and Zoe lightly smacks her hand in annoyance.
“I’ll be fine.” I say trying to lighten the mood and they open the door. As I get a view of the room I see a blonde boy on seated on the bed with headphones covering his ears and he hums quietly along.
Madison marches up to the boy and forcefully pulls the headphones of his head causing him to flinch a bit.
“Kyle this is Y/n Day she’s going to be sleeping in the bed over there.” She says pointing to the other bed in the room.
“You have a roommate Kyle isn’t that fun.” Zoe says with much more kindness in her voice but I can still sense the panic in the boys dark eyes.
Zoe waves me over to them and a slowly make my way over to them and Zoe delicately has me sit next to him on the bed to introduce myself, but instead of using words first I softly place my hand over one of his and help him calm down with a tap of my finger to his palm. He looks up at me surprised and I smile.
“Hello Kyle, I’m y/n.” I say and his eyes light up.
“Y/n?” He says raising a hand to my hair with a bright smile and I lightly laugh at the gesture.
“Kyle can speak, but it’s hard for him after what he’s been through.” Zoe explains and I look up at her not being able to shake the familiarity I get from the boy. Madison walks up to Zoe after being gone from the room for a moment and tells her something.
“Kyle we’ll be right back ok, miss Delia wants y/n down stairs.” Zoe says and Kyle nods. I get up and wave good bye seeing the sweet smile he has as he watches me leave.
“He seems familiar to me, is that weird?” I ask as we enter the main hall downstairs.
“Not at all actually, I see you’ve met Kyle again.” Cordelia says and I look to my sister confused.
“Again?” I ask.
“He was the boy with the scars from a month or two ago. Remember. That’s how I knew to bring you here. When Zoe explained where she was staying, when she brought Kyle, l told her about you.” She explains and I think back to that day I came home to find a random boy covered in mud on my bed.
“Wow no wonder I didn’t recognize him sooner, he’s made so much progress.” I said my eyes lighting up and misty looks pleased knowing she had done good work on healing the boy.
“Well now that we have all that explain why don’t we eat before misty has to go.” Cordelia says and I feel that pit of nerves in my stomach again. I haven’t been away from my sister in a while. Being 19 years old and unstable with my emotions, I was not gonna do so well with her away from me I feared.
When she left later that night I couldn’t control my outburst of emotion so I quietly walked up to my shared room and sat on the bed codling my shawl she made me. Silent tears dripping on it in a rapid stream. Kyle was to distracted by his music and headphones for him to even notice my distraught state.
Or so I thought.
I feel a dip in the bed next to me and look over to see Kyle reaching a hand up to my cheek.
“Why cry?” He asks quietly.
“My sister has just left me here, I miss her very much Kyle.” I say smiling through the tears as he attempts to wipe them away. He takes my hand and places a finger to my palm and I notice him trying to replicate my calming spell from earlier. I smile at the boys gentleness and hold his hand in mine stopping his failed attempt to calm me down. He looks up at me and takes my finger placing it on my own palm. His eyes looking desperate.
“I’m sorry Kyle I can’t do it to myself. I can only help others.” I smile and he frowns.
“It’s ok. I’m ok.” I reassure him but he still looks sad. His eyes suddenly brighten and he gets up heading to his own bed only to rush back with his headphones and tablet in hand. I look at him confused till he places the headphones softly over my ears and points to the tablet. I think I have an idea of what he means so I look up my sister and I’s favorite song. Rihannon by Fleetwood Mac. I smile at the thought of us spinning around the room listening to the entrancing voice of the white witch. I look to Kyle who now has a big smile on his face noticing my tears have stopped.
I remove the headphones from my ears and he looks confused till I remove them from the tablet as well letting the soft music play through the speaker. I grab his hand and I lay down looking up at the ceiling closing my eyes content with the sound.
I feel an arm slightly resting on mine and peek over to see Kyle laying beside me mimicking my closed eyes and calm demeanor. I smile to myself and hum along to the music as I drift away to sleep as the boy with the beautiful soul lays next to me feeing the same calmness he hasn’t felt in a while.
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hi ! imagine Madison Montgomery being frustrated because unlike other witches, reader is super chill, and a little sarcastic, so any time she acts up, reader always replies something witty, but never gets angry at her. so she purposefully tries to piss her off to get a rise out of her, which seems impossible, and turns into a 5+1 type of thing (5 times she tries to annoy her and one time she does). Except that when does, reader gets really pissed at her and it shifts to make-up sex (may i request a soft dom madison). I hope it makes sense because it did in my head. have a good day !
hiiiii!!! omg i love this prompt so much, thank you for requesting it! i ended up only doing 3 rather than 5 because i could only come up with so much HAHA. hope you enjoy ♡
3 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙜𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙮/𝙣 𝙤𝙛𝙛…𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 1 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙙
pairing: madison montgomery x fem!reader
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warnings: swearing, smoking, drinking, smut
Madison Montgomery has a habit of pissing people off. It's not she goes around trying to ruin people's days (but if she does, they probably deserve it...) but if she doesn't wreak a little havoc before sundown, that pretty much means she's had an off day. Making people angry was her specialty.
Not Y/N, though. Never Y/N. No matter how much Madison bitched and moaned, Y/N wouldn't yell or get pissed off. It was almost like that was one of her abilities. Even Nan would find herself at her wit's end because of Madison some days. But not Y/N.
And so, out of pure curiosity (or enjoyment), Madison decided to do a little experiment.
— attempt #1
"Oh, come on, Y/N! All the cool kids are doing it!"
Already the experiment was failing. Madison had whipped out one of her beloved joints from her stash and propped their bedroom window open to smoke. Y/N sat on her bed, studying. She politely declined to join Madison in smoking, and Madison saw an opening.
"Don't be a pussy."
Y/N just shrugged. "I'm good. Say hi to Scooby and Shaggy for me, though."
"Scooby and Shaggy weren't stoners."
"Please, did you watch that show? They were totally stoners."
Madison didn't respond, taking another puff and blowing it out the window. She looked at Y/N, so calm no matter what. After a few moments, Madison stood and walked over to the bed, taking the book off Y/N's lap and moving it to the side. Before Y/N could protest, Madison threw a leg on either side of her waist and put the joint between Y/N's lips, forcing her to take a hit.
Y/N's eyes went wide for a moment, purely out of surprise, but she quickly recovered. She coughed a bit, smoke spilling out of her mouth. Madison expected her to curse her out, or at the very least yell, but Y/N just looked up at her with a calm expression. "Are you happy now?"
Madison tried to hide her frustration. "Fucking fabulous."
"Lovely. Now can I keep studying?"
Madison just rolled her eyes and muttered a whatever, allowing Y/N to pick her book up and go back to studying.
Well that was a fucking bust.
— attempt #2
The second time, Madison figured a group setting might be best. It all started over breakfast, when a fight broke out between Madison and Queenie. It was about something or other—Y/N never paid much attention to these fights. She usually dedicated her energy to breaking them up when they got ugly.
"Bitch, I swear to God!"
Queenie used telekinesis to send a full glass of orange juice at Madison, who used her telekinesis to send it straight into Y/N's lap. She jumped up as the cold juice splashed all over her legs, a gasp escaping her lips.
"Oops," Madison said with a little laugh.
Y/N let out a deep breath, and Madison was sure she was going to scream. But she straightened up, grabbed a napkin, and dabbed at her now stained clothes. "I'm going to go change," she said as though nothing had happened, "Madison, try not to start a food fight while I'm gone, okay?"
She left, leaving Queenie to snicker in satisfaction. Madison clenched her jaw. That bitch was way too chill.
— attempt #3
"Let's play a game."
Madison was getting desperate. This was proving to be more of a challenge than she previously anticipated.
Y/N, who was levitating a book a few feet in the air, let it drop into her hands. "I'm down."
"Shit, anything's better than this," Queenie said, and Nan hummed in agreement.
Madison grinned. "Forget levitating books," she said, letting her copy of Great Expectations thud to the table. "Let's learn to fly."
With a flick of her wrist, Y/N levitated into the air, a little shriek escaping her lips as she flew. Madison put her down after a few moments and Y/N looked at her in awe. "How the hell did you do that?"
"Please, it's easy. It's just like levitating pens."
"Let me try," Queenie said, focusing her eyes on Madison. Within an instant, Madison was five feet in the air, shouting at Queenie to put her back down. She did so (not before letting her hang a while longer) and crossed her arms in satisfaction. "Huh. That was fun."
Madison flipped her off. Nan looked at Y/N. "Me next," she said excitedly.
Y/N closed her eyes for a moment, focusing, and then opened them. Immediately, Nan rose a few feet into the air, an excited smile spreading on her face. Y/N smiled a bit, relieved. Madison saw her opportunity. "Come on, bring her a little higher."
"I think this is good," Y/N said calmly.
"Madison's right," Nan said, "I could knock some dust off the chandelier."
Y/N hesitated, pursing her lips for a moment. Then, with a little upwards motion, Nan began to rise higher into the air. Her grin grew as she floated higher and higher, reaching out to touch the crystalline tip of the chandelier.
Madison's fingers twitched a bit as she brought her focus to Nan. What followed happened in the blink of an eye: Madison took control of Nan and proceeded to put her into free fall, and Y/N, upon seeing Nan start to fall, moved the couch underneath her to break the fall. Nan landed with a thud and groaned in pain, having hit her knee in the fall. Y/N's hand flew up to cover her mouth. She hadn't done that, had she?
Before there was too much of a ruckus, Cordelia suddenly appeared in the doorway, having heard the thud. "What happened?"
"Y/N dropped me!" Nan said angrily, clutching her knee.
Cordelia fixed her eyes on Y/N, an uncharacteristic anger taking hold. "Y/N, you know the rules. No using magic on your fellow witches," Cordelia said sharply, going to help Nan.
"I didn't—!" Y/N began, and Madison perked up, waiting for the blowout. But Y/N just paused, taking a breath. "I know. My bad. Sorry, Nan."
Now Madison started to feel a little guilty—a feeling she was not well acquainted with. "She's fine," she said, gesturing to Nan, "she fell a few feet, big whoop."
Cordelia gave her a sharp look before returning her gaze to Y/N. "I trust it won't happen again," she said pointedly.
Y/N nodded. "Yep."
Cordelia left with Nan in tow, and Y/N just turned back to the group, eyes fixing on Madison. "You owe me, movie star."
There was no malice in her words—not even in the slightest. She just went back to practicing levitation with the book without a fight. It was Madison who was fuming and resisting the urge to throw Great Expectations against the wall as she watched Y/N carry on as if nothing had happened.
— attempt #4 (the 1 time it worked)
The last plan was half-baked, as Madison only came up with it when the two of them were at a frat party a few blocks away and Madison had already had three shots of vodka. A guy across the room had been eye-fucking her all night—well, he was one of them. Madison expected all eyes on her when she went out, so she carefully selected those she wanted to reciprocate eye contact with. It was only when she noticed this particular guy's friend that an idea formed in her head.
"Come with me," she said, taking Y/N's hand.
"Where are we going?"
"Ever heard of a two-man?"
Y/N shouted something that Madison didn't hear. They were deep in the throes of the party now, connected at the hand to prevent themselves from getting split up. Y/N stayed a few feet behind as Madison went up to the two guys and started talking. She couldn't make out a word of what they were saying, but one of them kept eyeing her while the other couldn't tear his eyes off Madison. Eventually they seemed to come to some kind of agreement and Madison took Y/N's hand again, both of them following the two guys up the stairs.
"Their names are Andy and...something else, I don't know," Madison said as they went up the stairs.
"Where are we going?"
She didn't get an answer. They ended up in a bedroom at the end of the hallway—empty, secluded, and only a little bit quieter than the rest of the house. For a moment, the four of them just stood there, staring each other up and down like sizing them up. Then Madison grinned at Andy. "Well? Are we gonna get this started or what?"
Andy glanced at the other one (Y/N felt horrible that she still didn't know his name) and then looked back at the two girls. "You first."
Y/N frowned, confused, but before she could ask for clarification, Madison rolled her eyes and pulled Y/N in to kiss her hard. It took a good few moments to get over the initial shock of the kiss. Y/N noticed that she tasted like cigarettes and smelled like Dior perfume. Madison's tongue briefly swiped her bottom lip, and then she pulled away, fixing her lipstick and turning back to the boys. "Happy?"
They didn't respond.
Now, by this point, Y/N had taken at least three rounds of shots with Madison, so her reaction time was a bit impaired. Before she could really assess, one of the guys (Not Andy) had his lips on hers and was attempting to unzip her dress, and she realized all at once that she did not want to be in this situation.
Y/N pushed the guy off of her. "What the fuck?"
Andy looked at Madison. "I thought you said she was cool with it."
"She is cool with it," Madison replied, "right, Y/N?"
Y/N looked at her like she was crazy. "No, Madison, I'm not cool with this! Oh my God!"
Without another word, Y/N stormed out of the room, down the stairs, and out onto the street. It wasn't until she was down the front steps of the house that she realized Madison had followed her.
"Y/N, Jesus Christ, slow down," Madison said. Y/N didn't slow down. Madison rolled her eyes. "This was your idea!"
Y/N stopped, whirling around to look at the blonde. "No it wasn't, Madison! It's always your idea! It's always your shit that gets me into trouble! I've tried to be nice about it and let things go, but I'm fucking done, okay? I'm done."
She turned and kept walking, and Madison realized she had finally gotten what she wanting—Y/N was truly and royally pissed.
Y/N didn't talk the entire way back to Robicheaux's. Madison trailed a few feet behind her (partially because her heels were killing her), trying not to let on how worried she really was. The longer she was silent, the more Madison realized she had never really seen Y/N mad before. Nor did she really know how long she was able to stay mad for.
When they got back, Y/N went straight to the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. Madison stood outside for a moment, wondering if she should ask to talk, but then she heard the shower run. She took that as her cue to leave.
Ten minutes later, Y/N walked back into the room, wrapped in a towel, hair wet. She sat on the edge of her bed for a moment, absentmindedly brushing knots out of her hair. Madison watched her for a moment before getting up and crossing the room. She sat down beside her and Y/N gave no indication that she even registered her presence. She just went on brushing her hair as if no one was there.
Eventually Madison reached out and gently took the hairbrush out of her hands. "Hey, look at me," Madison said softly.
Reluctantly, Y/N looked over at her, her face stoic. Madison took her now empty hand. "I'm sorry, okay?"
"Whatever, Maddie. It's fine—"
"No, it's not," Madison interrupted. "It was stupid. I should've made sure you were fine with it, or whatever. Just...let me make it up to you."
She reached out, moving the wet hair away from Y/N's neck. She leaned in slowly, taking in the smell of her strawberry shampoo and vanilla body wash. Then she pressed a soft kiss to the side of Y/N's neck, right over her pulse point.
Y/N made no objection or attempt to stop her, so Madison trailed kisses up her jaw and cheek. Y/N tilted her head and tried to ignore the pounding in her chest as Madison gently laid her down, placing a knee on either side of Y/N's body.
"Tell me to stop and I will," Madison whispered, but Y/N made no noise, allowing her to continue.
Madison's lips reached hers again, but this kiss was unlike the one at the party. That one had been rushed and performative, trying to stroke whatever fetish Andy and Not Andy were into. That kiss had filled Y/N's stomach with shock and confusion. This one started a fire in her chest, one that sent pinpricks of electricity down to her fingertips. Madison nipped at her top lip and ran her hands through her hair. She was gentler than Y/N expected her to be, but every once in a while she got a little tug on her hair that seemed extremely in-character for Madison.
Y/N and Madison's hands met at the fold of her towel, both of them fighting to untuck it. Soon enough it was discarded on the floor, and with it Madison's shirt. Madison immediately went to work, leaving hickeys on her chest. She came back up and pressed a kiss on Y/N's temple as her hand slowly slid in between her legs.
"Maddie," Y/N breathed, her eyes fluttering in pleasure.
Madison grinned, leaning in to whisper in her ear. "Do you forgive me?"
"Yes."
Madison's lips curled into a smirk. "Good girl."
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Worked
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Pairing: Madison Montgomery x Reader
Words: 618
Warnings: After Sex, Strong Language, Marking
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Y/N winced at the fabric of her shirt dragging across her skin. Light scratches trailed up and down her back, and the nail marks dug into her shoulders and hips hadn't even begun to fade. They were purposefully put there- all of them. The scratches, the marks, every bruise starting to darken, and even the faint smudges of lipstick, they were all left on her skin on purpose.
She liked seeing herself like this after the fact. Yet she didn't show it just yet. She couldn't. She wouldn't let Madison know she found any enjoyment in any of this. She always waited to admire it while she was alone when she found herself thinking about Madison and every time they did this.
"Something wrong?"
Y/N looked over her shoulder at Madison, scoffing at her question. She wasn't willing to entertain her anymore for the day. She stood from the bed and reached for the rest of her clothing on the floor. "You're so fucking annoying," her volume was low, but not so low that Madison couldn't hear. That was on purpose too. She knew she was pissing her off already. Recently it had been a lot easier to make her mad than it was before. She shook her head, pulling on her bottoms.
The two witches had let this to fall into a routine. It was repetitive: a few days of normal, civil behavior, arguments that grew more and more heated and even less significant as time went on, and then they would release all of that anger they had for the other locked in their bedrooms. The solution was found randomly- completely by chance through a mix of alcohol and too many different types of pent up aggression. But it worked. Lips and hands trailing up their bodies worked. Gasps and moans in the privacy of their rooms worked. Pulling hairs and biting down on skin worked.
It worked for them even if it was temporary. More importantly, it worked for everyone. Everyone was able to live in peace for a time being. Away from screaming and yelling and unnecessary insults being thrown in every and any direction. Maybe that's why no one said anything about it. Well no one said anything to them at least.
They loved to talk about it behind their backs actually. It was easy entertainment for the other girls. The conversation was usually started by Coco and Queenie. They would look over their shoulders, waiting for their conversation to be interrupted by either of the witches or Cordelia and Misty. And it would usually end when one of the four walked in, surveying guilty faces.
Madison laughed as she sat up on her knees in Y/N's direction. She smirked, a look all too familiar to anyone that knew the blonde. There was an unlit cigarette in between her fingers. She wiggled it back and forth as she looked at Y/N up and down. "Can you really hate me so much if you fuck me so often?" she tilted her head, smirk even bigger now as she watched Y/N's reaction.
Y/N rolled her eyes, straightening her shirt and shaking her head as she stared back at Madison. "You're miserable," Y/N sighed. She wasn't amused, couldn't even force herself to be. The only part she enjoyed start to finish was over with. Now all she could do was wait until they repeated their cycle. "Don't fucking talk to me," she started out of the room, rolling her eyes once again.
"And I'm miserable? Whatever!" Madison sat back down on her bed. Fighting a smile as she watched Y/N leave her room, slamming the door behind her.
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She's Not That Bad
Madison Montgomery x Reader
Word Count: 1561
Warnings: Violence
Madison Montgomery was untouchable. Everyone knew this which is why no one bothered to get close to her.
I mean if you think about it no one in the coven was truly her friend. Not that she even cared about having friends. The closest thing she had to a friend was Zoe and it was clear as day that Zoe only used her for her power.
Y/n was indifferent when it came to Madison. She insisted that it was not enough to see how she acted in the past but didn't want to make the effort to get to know the girl.
Y/n had a feeling that Madison was nothing more than the product of a shitty environment. Anytime the other girls would sit and talk shit about Madison she'd remove herself from the room.
To be honest Y/n felt a little protective of the bitchy movie star. No one knew her story so maybe they shouldn't be so quick to judge her.
Y/n had opted out of performing the seven wonders. She didn't believe she was the Supreme. She was powerful but her powers were different from the other coven members.
So she had the pleasure of being a spectator. The tension in the air was thick. She knew that this would be a long grueling process for the girl's and hoped that nothing too bad would happen.
" Since you aren't participating, who do you think the next supreme is?" Zoe asked as they prepared for the first task.
The other 3 witches stared at Y/n as the girl weighed the probability in her head.
" Well you're all very powerful. You all have strengths and weaknesses..."
"Will you just cut to the chase?" Madison didn't have the patience to listen to the bullshit preface. She wanted to know what the girl thought without all the dramatics in the beginning.
" I think it’s Madison."
The other girls let out a collective groan except Madison of course.
" She's literally a spoiled little bitch"
" She locked me in a tomb"
" She doesn't have a nice bone in her whole body."
Inside Madison shrunk at the hateful words that were thrown at her. On the outside she willed herself to stay strong. She had already prepared a comeback but before she could speak, Y/n did.
" Would you guys knock it off already? Is Madison the most likeable person ? No. But none of us have taken the time to truly get to know the girl. Sure she's done some questionable things but who hasn't? No one here is innocent, so calm your tits."
Queenie scoffed at Y/n's little tangent," Since when did you start dick riding Madison?"
The black woman's words upset Y/n and before she knew it a storm was in her eyes. It began pouring rain outside accompanied by intense lightening.
" I'm not dick riding anybody. I'm just tired of this gang up on Madison bullshit. We know what kind of person she is so what is the point in bitching about it."
Y/n fists were now clenched and the storm hadn't left her eyes.
" Why is there a storm outside?" Cordelia had entered the room causing the attention to shift to her.
" That young witch has a storm in her eyes," Myrtle had come right behind Cordelia.
" Y/n remember what we talked about. You can't let your emotions get out of control. Now find your center."
Y/n's most prominent power was weather manipulation. It was mostly based on her emotions. It was hard to control and frustrating to deal with.
Cordelia had taught her a few things about the power. The first being she needed to have an anchor that would bring her back to zero. The second one was turning anger into a storm instead of a fire.
Finding her center was fairly easy for the girl. It makes almost no sense but her anchor was the movie star. For some peculiar reason the thought of Madison Montgomery calmed her down.
The witch had told herself it was because Madison was controlled chaos rather than emotional overload.
When the storm stopped the other witches were baffled. They had no idea Y/n could manipulate the weather. This was a result of the witch keeping to herself.
They had only seen her move a few things with her mind and maybe once light a match with her finger. They didn't know the power she held.
" You can control the weather?" Madison asked looking out of the window at the now sunny sky.
" Yep"
" And you're not doing the seven wonders?"
" Nope. Most of my power is concentrated on weather control. I can do a few basic other things but not enough to feel comfortable putting my life on the line."
Zoe interrupted my conversation with Madison," Speaking of the seven wonders are we starting or what?"
Cordelia had a stoic look on her face as she spoke," Let's begin."
Skip to Divination
Y/n was not prepared for how stressful watching the tasks would be. Misty got stuck in hell and Zoe got stuck on the fence.
It was fucked up that Madison didn't want to revive Zoe but it didn't bother Y/n much. Originally she thought that Madison was the next supreme but when Cordelia entered the race she was almost certain it had been their teacher all along.
Madison was unable to do divination. She couldn't find what Mrytle had asked her too and she was pissed off. When she finally accepted failure she stormed off in that way she often does.
Y/n sighed and after a minute or two went to check on the girl. When she reached Madison's room the scene she saw unfolding scared the shit out of her.
Zoe's undead boyfriend, Kyle had his hands around Madison's throat.
" KYLE, GET OFF OF HER" Kyle turned his towards the witch and released his grip on the blonde witch.
However now he was stalking towards Y/n.
" She let Zoe die. Why do you protect her?" He was now in Y/n's face.
" Killing her won't bring Zoe back Kyle." Y/n's heart was pounding. Kyle was a strong guy and she knew if he decided to attack her it was over.
" I know it won't but it will make me feel better. You are stopping me from feeling better."
That's when his hands wrapped around Y/n's throat. He held her off the floor so her feet dangled as he choked her. Madison was too weak to use her magic but she tried to pry his hands off of the girl's throat. He simply smacked her away. She hit the floor with a hard thud.
Y/n tried her best to calm herself in the man's grip. If she struggled it would just end faster for her. She tried to get a peek at Madison. She didn't see much but she did catch a glimpse of a tiny pool of blood encircling the blonde girl.
This triggered something inside of Y/n. Thunder clouds had appeared outside and a huge bang followed. The sound startled Kyle enough for him to drop Y/n.
Before he could pick her up again a lightning bolt had come through the roof and struck the man.
He shook as his body collapsed on the floor. Y/n scooted away from the man as foam started to form at his mouth.
She jumped as she felt a hand rest on her shoulder. She turned to see that it had just been Madison. She stared at the dark hand prints on the girl's neck.
" Are you okay?"
Madison gave the girl a tired smile," I could ask you the same thing."
Before they could say anything else Cordelia burst into the room.
" What happened in here?" Her eyes were back to normal. Not only that but Zoe stood behind her with Queenie and Myrtle.
They must've of continued the tasks and found out that she was the Supreme. At least that's what Y/n was thinking.
" KYLE"
" DON'T TOUCH HIM"
Y/n stumbled to her feet to hold back the girl. " If you touch him he will electrocute you."
Y/n could only stay on her feet for a minute before collapsing back down to the floor.
" Is anyone going to answer my question?"
Y/n opened her mouth to speak but Madison beat her to it," She saved my life." Madison's tone was soft as she stared at Y/n.
" Kyle tried to kill me and Y/n saved me." The gears were turning in Madison's head. Why was Y/n doing so much for her? She had defended her earlier and now she saved her life.
" I'm sorry but he was going to kill us. I had to do something," Madison took note of the girls shaking hands and reached out to hold one of them.
Zoe was going to argue but Madison sent her a glare ," You did what you had to do. Anyone who thinks differently basically wanted us both to die tonight."
" He wasn't meant to be alive and sadly I think this was inevitable. Let's go girls," Cordelia exited the room with Zoe and Myrtle following.
" Thanks for..." Before Y/n could get words out Madison's lips were on hers.
" You're mine now understand."
" Yes Madison."
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Request: #Valentine2023 "I know delusion when I see it in the mirror." Madison Montgomery Ahs Coven
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“I know!” Madison said firmly as she crossed her arms and glared at Zoe who sighed.
“You can’t ruin this for (Y/N). That’s not fair.” Zoe had spent all day helping you get ready for your date.
“You’re just building up a delusion.” She continued which made Zoe scoff and shake her head as she left the room to go and check on you. Madison followed and they both stopped as they stood in the doorway of your room.
“I think I’m ready.” You said nervously. Zoe smiled and hurried to help fix a few last details.
“You’re perfect. This date is going to be amazing.” Zoe assured you as Maddison moved behind you and shook her head. You looked at her in the mirror and lowered your head.
"I know delusion when I see it in the mirror." She snapped and started to leave as if she decided that she’s had enough of looking at you and wouldn’t stand for anymore.
“Hey!” Zoe snapped in your defence.
“It’s ok. If that’s how she feels then that’s how she feels.” You said quietly and held a hand out to ground Zoe who looked about ready to burst.
“Your date is an ass. They treat you terribly and you’ve deluded yourself into thinking that everything is alright. This make update is because you apparently did something wrong. You set your own boundaries and said what made you uncomfortable. Why do you need to make up for anything?” Madison snapped. She was furious and Zoe looked a little surprised. You hadn’t told her about that. “You want to date some hot idiot then all be acting like you’re the hottest person that ever existed too, but they’re not worth it.”
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@the-caravello-post @killing-gremlin @aegonandaemondtargaryenslut18 @lchufflepuffcorn @evattude
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American horror Story
💟 fluff
🍃headcanons
☠ angst
🎶 songfic
❌ horror angst
✴ upcoming!
Wilhemina Venable
what the fuck Y/N-
Summary: you just keep embarrassing yourself infront of this beautiful women who later turns out to be your new boss pretty much reader is hella gay and can't talk to pretty ladies(which is all of them)
Coredila
Worry wart 💟
Summary: old Request: "Would you please do Cordelia x reader with "Take my bed tonight. I'll sleep on the the couch" Thank You :)"
Madison Montgomery
Misty day
#wilhemina venable x reader#cordelia x reader#madison montgomery#madison montgomery x reader#misty day x reader
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PARTY PARTY
pairing : Pre!death Kyle Spencer x Reader
warnings : none
a/n : i hate this sm😭
Your eyes darted around the room as Madison dragged you through the door to the party she probably wasn't even invited to.
You were about to tell her you were going to look around before she was pulled away by a boy. You gulped as your heartbeat increased. Crowded placed didn't exactly sit right with you, especially when you were left all alone.
You pulled the hem of your dress down, feeling like people were staring at you. And they were, but only because you came to the party with the famous movie star Madison Montgomery.
You ran quickly into a bathroom where you knew no one could see you. But unfortunately, you went into the wrong bathroom.
"HOLY SHIT!" You and the guy screamed. You quickly ran out of the bathroom and rested on the wall beside the door, covering your evident embarrassment. The guy quickly zipped his jeans up and walked out of the bathroom, calm as ever. "Um, hey-" "OH MY GOD! I AM SO SORRY! I THOUGHT NO ONE WAS IN THERE!" You cut him off.
"Well, you did just see me taking a piss. But you're cute, so I'll let it slide. I'm Kyle Spencer by the way." He playfully smirked. "I'm Y/n Y/l/n." "I can tell you don't want to be here. Heard you came with the movie star." You knew instantly who he was referring to. Madison.
"Yeah, you're right." You admitted. "Want a drink? You can come with me if you want to make sure I don't spike it." He gave you a kind smile. You mirrored his actions and nodded. "Sure."
"You can stay in my room for the night until the party ends if you want. It's the room that's locked next to the bathroom. Here's the key." "You'd trust me with your bedroom key?" You jokingly asked Kyle.
"Yeah. Why would anyone wanna go through my stuff? I don't have anything interesting anyway. Well, except from an Xbox." He told you. "Can I go on it?" "Sure. I have Call Of Duty if you wanna play that."
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Someone opened the door to Kyle's bedroom and closed the door. Luckily it was Kyle. "Here's your drink." He handed you a red solo cup. "Thanks."
You were concentrated on your game of COD. "You seem concentrated." "Mm."
"The party's ending soon by the way. You can stay if you want." "Sure, thanks Kyle." "No problem. I have a guest room. You can stay in there if it isn't full of people." "Sure."
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You yawned and rubbed your eyes as you sat up on the bed. No one was in the guest room when you arrived there last night.
You slowly opened the door to find Kyle coming up the stairs. "Morning Y/n." He smiled. "The guys lefts a few hours ago. So you're free to leave without any fuss."
"OK thanks." He grabbed your arm lightly. "Hey um, I was wondering...can I have your number?" He asked you kindly.
"Sure." He picked a random notebook from the nearby table and a pen. (Yes he just has paper and pens lying about shush)
"I'll see you around campus?" "Yep. Bye!" You waved at him and walked down to the door. He hid your bag somewhere so the boys couldn't find it.
You opened the door and left the house. You had finally gotten a date with a cute guy.
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