Nevermore Imagines 🦇 (pt. 1)
Gn!reader x Nevermore cast. Lovely roommate shenanigans and angst
Lenore: 🦨
Just your luck to be roomed with the rebellious student.
She’s cute, though.
She’s actually really sharp and has a strong moral compass. Why is that attractive?
No one else joined up with you, so you went with the trio through the maze.
She pushed you to safety from those ghosts, and you manifested.
Join the outcast club and sit at her right side.
Talk about what you learn of your pasts.
Dislike how Annabel treats Lenore.
“You watch as Lenore drags Annabel Lee off to some hidden corner. You’re thankful for the darkness of the hall shrouding your disappointment in black. Denial is something you like to avoid, but it’s so hard with her. Lenore is like an avenging angel, spirited with a bright fire lit behind her eyes. She’s loving and loyal, willing to risk it all for someone she barely knows. The little quirk of her mischievous smile, the clear ringing of her voice, her confidence, all of it makes your heart skip a beat. Yet, all her attention seems to be on Annabel, who looks at her like a pawn, treats her like a pet. Lenore looks at her like a man stumbling upon an oasis in a desert. Part of you wishes to be Annabel Lee, to be the one Lenore would lay upon, to play with the white streaks in her hair and discuss all manner of things. “
But, you’re not her. It’s not your name Lenore cries out at night.
Annabel Lee: 👰🏼♀️
God, why do mean people have to be hot?
You are roommates, rip.
You give as good as you get and you two are tied for favorite student.
Foiled a few of her plans, so she decides to have you join her. Keep your enemies closer, yadda yadda
Slowly reveals her vulnerabilities and you find yourself falling like a dumbass
Midnight tea parties and chess games.
Joins the outcasts as a double agent.
“ ‘Annabel Lee, give me a straight answer!’ You jerk back as your voice echoes. The last thing you need are menace and moan barging in and handing out demerits…or worse.
There. A small crack in her mask, the tiniest twitch of her eyebrow.
Your ‘truce’ had spawned into a relationship of sorts. Clandestine moments in the halls, late nights whispering out and parsing through the information gathered in the day. You still don’t trust her, but Annabel has wormed her way inside, and it hurts. She seems stuck between you and Lenore. One minute demanding your attention, the next sneaking out to meet the raven. Can you blame her? You’re part of the outcasts, you get her appeal. Lenore is a kind woman, but like Annabel, you’re here to win.
‘Poppet….’
The mask is smooth.
‘I just want to know more of the plan. We’re partners after all.’ What you truly want to ask will stay buried, just like the white maiden’s true intentions.
‘Just forget it, you whisper and blow out the candle.’”
Morella: 😇 🍀
Who is this excitable person shaking your hands?
Extrovert adopts introvert.
Really determined to do your hair.
You become thick as thieves. Sunshine x sunshine protector
You join up with Annabel for her, to keep her safe
“Arms envelop you and the smell of wildflowers and sage surround you. You look up and see Morella’s beaming face.
‘What food did you get?’
‘Shepard’s pie. Wanna try?’ Morella drags you to her table and sits you down. She picks up a spoonful and gestures with the tantalizing mixture of mashed potatoes, beef, and carrots.
‘Say ahh.’
You roll your eyes but open. ‘It’s delicious, Ella.’
She continues to feed you in between bits of excited conversation. You eye her table partners. You’re still confused how someone so sweet has been entangled with such suspicious people. Annabel Lee has been eyeing you, making efforts to get you to join. Morella manifested to protect you.
Can you leave her alone with the wolves?”
Pluto: 🐈⬛
You know when two introverts are together, the less introverted becomes the extrovert? Yeah, that’s you two.
You adopt Pluto.
Complain, lovingly, about Duke.
Comfortable silences.
You find his spectre cute, but don’t tell him that, you closet furry
“You ruffle Pluto’s hair again.
‘Wh—what are you doing?’
You retract the hand and avoid his gaze. ‘Nothing, just saw some dust.’ If you squint hard enough, you can summon the image of a scrunkly cat.
‘What’s so funny?’
‘Nothing!’”
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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
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