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stayevildarling · 29 days

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I just found ur account and I wanna say how much I love your stories, especially the Cordelia×Wilhemina×Billie and reader ones ❤️ I wanted to ask if you could write one where both wilhemina and reader have had a bad day, and once they come home to their other girlfriends, wilhemina snaps at reader for something due to the bad day she had and reader snaps back which shocks them all? Maybe abit angsty with fluff at the end 💕

Wilhemina Venable x Cordelia Goode x Billie Dean Howard x Reader- Glimpse of us

tw: angst, cursing

word count: 3.5k

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As you finally enter the familiar walls of your shared home, the weight of the day's troubles seems to hang heavy on your shoulders. Despite your best efforts to shake off the stress from work, it clings to you. Billie and Cordelia are quick to notice the tension, you entering the academy first, Wilhemina following behind with an expression that almost would have scared them, if they didn't know the redhead so well by now.

"Hey there, love," Cordelia greets you softly, her voice infused with concern as she invites you to take a seat.

You manage to nod weakly in response, not trusting your voice to betray your frustration. Billie, ever perceptive shoots you a sympathetic glance, before looking over at Wilhemina, hesitating whether to take a seat or leave to the comfort of her own office.

,,Come on, I made dinner, love'' Cordelia tries gently, somehow convincing the redhead to sit down.

The meal feels dreadful, the awkward tension in the air, not only making you and Wilhemina uncomfortable but evenly your two blonde girlfriends. Cordelia tries for a while, to make conversation and include you and Wilhemina, barely coaxing any words out of either of you two, you not daring to look up at your redhead girlfriend after the events from today.

Sighing in frustration, Billie eventually breaks the silence, not being able to stand the silence ,,Okay, what is going on you two?'' she questions, her gaze flickering between you and the redhead. Wilhemina doesn't look up, she simply continues her meal as if nothing happened and it infuriates you. Cordelia notices your tension, placing a gentle hand on your leg in an attempt to comfort you. Billie's eyes meet yours, pleading with you to fill them in, let them help, fix this palpable tension between you, usually filled with so much warmth, love and adoration.

And then Wilhemina's gaze meets yours, unexpectedly and right there you find yourself back in the events from earlier today, her intense gaze clouding your memory with her sharp words,

,,Why are you always breathing down my neck? Can't you see I'm trying to concentrate?'' Wilhemina snapped, the frustration very clear in her features and laced in her voice.

,,I'm sorry, I just wanted to help you, I thought we are supposed to be a team'' you began, trying to defend your actions.

Her gaze lingered on yours, knuckles turning white as she grips onto her cane hard ,,Well maybe if you actually did your share off the work, instead of constantly distracting me, we wouldn't be in this mess'' she snapped, her voice filled with venom.

You scoffed, trying to swallow your frustration and pain ,,Oh so now it's my fault?'' you spat, your emotions getting ahold of you. ,,Typical, you always find a way to blame me for everything''.

She rubs her temples in frustration then, hating for the way this escalated, not expecting your reaction and too stubborn to fix it now. ,,I'm not blaming you for everything but you're not exactly making things easier right now'' she carried on, her features already softening at this point, voice less filled with anger.

And usually, you would have faltered there, simply accepting she was in a mood and leave her to cool off for a bit. You would have never spoke again after that statement but today had triggered your mood in ways it never has and so with one final statement you end the conversation taking place in the redheads office. ,,Fine, I'll just leave you alone then. Maybe you'll appreciate it more when I'm not around to bother you'' you spat, on the verge of tears but doing your best to hide those.

,,Yeah, maybe I will'' she spat in return. You stood frozen in the spot for a moment, knowing this was your fault as you shouldn't have lowered yourself to her mood, shouldn't have talked back but it hurt. Her statement hurt and you missed the way her features softened as she saw tears sparkling in your beautiful eyes. You simply scoffed, turned around and left.

The two of you didn't speak for the remainder of the day, you did your own things in your office, working hard to ignore and forget about the argument with your girlfriend. You had always doubted whether it was a good idea to work with Wilhemina. She suggested it in the end, explaining how a position needed filling, one where she would be close to you and could keep an eye on you. And undeniably, she did just that. Making sure her bosses aren't anywhere too close to you as they couldn't be trusted. You did an immaculate job and the mishap that day definitely wasn't on you but the redhead couldn't keep her frustration in and when you kept asking and asking her what you could do to help, she snapped, assuming you would take it better, not expecting your reaction as she didn't calculate the fact, that maybe, just maybe you haven't had a good day either.

,,Wilhemina, what did you do?'' Billie snaps, her sharp voice bringing you back into the present. You didn't realise that you must have zoned out for a moment, only now realising your cheeks are wet, Cordelia looking at you with so much concern, so much worry.

,,And what makes you think this has anything to do with me?'' Wilhemina spits, meeting the blondes gazes before bringing another fork, full of food to her mouth.

But the medium was having none of her usual antics, unable to see her babydoll hurting. ,,Because usually Wilhemina, you and Y/N return from work giggling, hands and eyes all over each other'' Billie spits. Your eyes find Cordelia, not being able to stand the tension in the room, not wanting to drag them into the argument as well. The supreme notices how uncomfortable you are, quickly stopping the other two.

,,Enough'' she simply states, meeting their eyes with a silent warning and as Billie notices your shivering form, she complies, stopping but her redhead lover is far from stopping.

As Cordelia gently wipes the tears from your cheeks, you hear her voice ring through the air yet again. ,,Yeah that's right, let them coddle you again, poor girl'' she spits, her words causing for both blonde heads to snap into her direction.

Your chair scraps against the wooden floor, standing up, startling both Billie and Cordelia a little but the redhead enjoyed it, igniting your flames. She balances on her cane standing up, waiting for your next move.

,,You know what? fuck you'' you spit, Cordelia's eyes widening and Billie's jaw dropping, this definitely not like you at all.

,,I'm sick of it, you constantly treating me like shit at work, do you have any idea how much your words hurt me earlier? If you don't want me around to bother you fine- I won't'' you snap, your emotions bubbling out of you.

,,Y/N'' Billie exclaims, both in a scolding manner for raising your voice but equally shocked at your sudden outburst.

With a swift motion, Wilhemina steps forward, her expression a mixture of anger, guilt and pain. You aren't looking at her, keeping eye contact with Billie but out of the corner of your eyes, you see Wilhemina's hand move towards you but before she has the chance, you stop her, taking her wrist.

,,Don't you dare'' you spit, now looking into her eyes. The tension is thick, your words lingering in the air as well as the redheads actions.

A second later you let go of her wrist, and turn around, needing to cool off, a lump forming in your throat. ,,Y/N'' Cordelia tries, but you are long gone, banging the bedroom door shut after you made it upstairs.

The three of them remain frozen in their spots, Billie still sitting at the table, her mouth slightly ajar, not able to believe the scene she just witnessed. Cordelia stands frozen by the table, holding onto it for support, before approaching Wilhemina, who stands frozen in the same spot you had left her in, her arm not having moved since you let go of her grasp.

,,Darling'' Cordelia tries as she approaches her girlfriend, the redhead not being able to look into her eyes as her gaze falls to the floor. ,,I- I had no intention of-'' she begins but the supreme is quick to interrupt her, taking her hand into her own. ,,I know my love, I know'' she reassures, rubbing soothing circles on her lovers hand.

,,I wanted to -'' she tries again but the words get caught in her throat. ,,I know darling, you wanted to calm her down'' she finishes the words for her. ,,I know you didn't mean to hit her but she wasn't looking at you, don't go there please'' Cordelia tries.

Wilhemina falters under the blondes gaze, not daring to look at Billie, not wanting any judgement from the medium. ,,I'll be in my office'' she announces before walking off, her cane hitting the floor hard. And as Cordelia and Billie follow her with their eyes, they see how broken and tired their girlfriend looks, ascending the stairs. The weight of the situation very visible in her features and posture.

,,What the hell was that?'' Billie comments, making sure the redhead's office door bang shut before she begins.

Cordelia meets her gaze before her eyes fall to the floor ,,I don't know'' the supreme mumbles, feeling guilty for not having interjected this before it blew up the way it had. ,,She wasn't going to-'' Billie begins, playing with her acrylic nails in a nervous habit. ,,No'' Cordelia quickly interrupts, her features a little stern for Billie even suggesting that she would have hit you.

,,Should we go talk to them?'' Billie tries, walking over to the supreme and stroking her cheeks, in order to make the concern fade from her beautiful features.

,,I think Mina needs to cool off'' she argues, taking a deep breath. ,,Let's try with our babydoll then, hm?'' the medium replies and is met with an empathetic smile, before she nods in agreement.

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There aren't a lot of times when you wish you could be a witch but right now was certainly one of those times. All you wanted to do was take the entire bedroom apart, smash things, kick and break things, let your anger out that way. But unfortunately you couldn't fix it all again with a flick of your wrist. And so instead you pace, back and forth, fists clenching and muttering angry words to yourself. You barely hear the door knock and you definitely don't acknowledge it, wanting to be left alone, no matter who was behind that door.

As the two blondes enter, they exchange a glance noticing your pacing, Billie actually finding it quite adorable as you rarely got mad or upset like this. But she remained serious of course, not wanting to upset you further.

,,Sweetheart?'' Cordelia begins gently, as she remains lingering by the door, not wanting to overwhelm you with their presence.

Halting your steps, you simply look at them, their worried glances upsetting you even further because the last thing you wanted was drag them into it.

,,Do you think you can talk to us babydoll?'' Billie tries next, taking a few gentle steps towards you. But you retreat, taking some steps away from her and for a moment Billie gets scared, not being able to handle rejection well.

,,No, this is between me and .. Mina'' you mutter out, sounding more moody than you intend to.

,,Darling, I worry that you two may need a little help sorting this out'' Cordelia tries, knowing for sure Wilhemina was stubborn and by your earlier outburst, she for the first time didn't trust you enough to fix this with the redhead without support.

,,Cordelia I don't need you to coddle me all the -'' you quickly stop yourself, forcing your eyes shut and cursing internally as to why you would let it out on the angels in front of you.

,,Delia I'm so sorry'' you quickly start but as you open your eyes, you already find her in front of you with a gentle smile. ,,I know darling, come here'' she invites as she opens her arms and right there you falter, allowing her to hold you, ignoring the thoughts of how Wilhemina was right about them coddling you and allowing it to happen.

After a little while, she scoops you into her arms, taking you over to the bed where you lay in her lap, Billie following and positioning herself next to you. ,,Can you tell us sweetie, hm?'' the medium tries again, her eyes twinkling with love and encouragement.

And then it spills out of, the horrible day you have had at work as Jeff and Mutt provoked you all day, sending you on all sort of errands and even one of them making you incredibly uncomfortable. Delia makes a mental note there, knowing that bit needed to be adressed at another time. How something in the production went wrong and they made you and Mina fix it. But only Mina really had the skills and despite trying your best you couldn't fix it and all you wanted was to help her. The words that followed after and the argument between you two. How you thought she was going to hit you, despite only seeing something out of the corners of your eyes, how you know she would never hurt you and how horrible you feel for making her feel that way.

By the end of your confession you are sobbing into Cordelia's chest, feeling horrible for being so stubborn and angry. Billie and the supreme simply hold you, drying your tears, whispering words of encouragement into your ears. And when you finally calmed down, Billie hooks your chin, wiping all your tears and giving you a soft smile, followed by a kiss on your forehead.

,,Sweetie that is all very understandable and I'm sure neither you nor Mina meant any of it, it sounds like a big misunderstanding'' she tries and your eyes simply wander to her lips, following her every word.

,,I want to talk to her'' you eventually mutter out, looking up at Cordelia, still holding you close. They exchange a glance, figuring you had calmed down enough by now, despite being a little worried about your other girlfriend and whether she felt the same already. ,,Sweetheart, would you like us or one of us to come with you?'' she tries but you shake your head and slowly climb out of her lap.

,,Thank you both'' you smile, a little shy and they simply give you a big proud smile, as they remain on the bed. However as soon as you shut the door, their worried gazes meet, unsure whether this would end well.

As you make your way to Wilhemina's office, assuming that's the only place where she would be, your heart bangs inside your chest, legs trembling a little as well as your hands. You take a deep breath, close your eyes for a minute, before your shaky hands knock on her door, quiet enough not to startle her but loud enough for her to hear you.

There is no reply and for a second you consider turning around, maybe she isn't ready yet to talk and needs some time to cool off. But then worry lingers on your mind, wanting your Mina to be okay but before you can think it over further you hear a quiet ,,Come in'' and you do instantly.

As you glance around her office, you notice the scattered documents on the floor, her cane on the floor, Mina sitting in her armchair. You assume she threw it across the room, hence the scattered things everywhere. ,,Mina, can we talk please?'' you try gently as you step towards the middle of the room. Before she replies you kneel down in order to pick up some of her things, off the floor, not wanting her to do it in the end and potentially hurt her back.

,,I'm not a child, I don't need you cleaning up my messes'' she snaps, but you ignore her, neatly putting the documents on her desk and reaching for her cane scattered somewhere. As you walk over, you place it next to her, ready to leave her alone again but she suddenly takes your hand. ,,You're bleeding'' she states and as you look at your palm you indeed notice a cut, bleeding down your wrist. ,,It's fine Mina'' you mutter out, realising you must have picked up a piece of glass as you collected the documents, probably from a glass or mug being thrown around.

As you try and withdraw your wrist, she meets your gaze, not letting go. ,,Let me'' she tries and as much as you want to tell her that you aren't a child in return, you simply let her guide you to the bathroom connected to her office. As you lean on the bathtub, inside her bathroom plastered in lilac, you watch as she carefully opens her medicine cabinet, several bottles of different medication neatly placed, before she withdraws the first aid kit. She pulls out a disinfected spray and a bigger bandaid before approaching you.

Her eyes meet yours and you see pain in them, guilt, fear and without thinking about it your non bleeding hand cups her cheek, taking you both by surprise. ,,I'm so sorry'' you whisper as she slightly melts into your touch.

,,This will hurt a bit'' she explains calmly before you extract your hand and watch as she takes care of the cut for you. In awe you watch how gentle her movements are, spraying some disinfectant on the wound, before gently wiping it clean and wrapping it up in a band aid. Her eyes scan your features, looking for any kind of pain or discomfort but there was none. ,,Thank you Mina'' you whisper as she places the first aid kit back into the cabinet.

,,I understand if you don't want to talk to me'' you simply whisper before giving her a thankful smile as you look at your hand. As you step out of the bathroom and towards the door, she stops you. ,,Y/N'' she tries, her features filled with pain, tears beginning to form in her dark brown orbs.

,,I'm so sorry for saying all those things to you'' you apologise, your eyes pleading for her forgiveness.

,,Did you really think I was going to-?'' she begins but you instantly stop her ,,No'' you reassure her, meeting her eyes as you make the statement.

,,I know you would never hurt me Mina and I'm sorry for overreacting'' you begin, explaining how you misread the signs and how you know now that she simply wanted to comfort you.

,,I don't want you to be scared of me'' she whispers, a tear streaming down her cheeks. ,,I'm not Mina'' you quickly reassure as you brush the tear from her perfect features.

A little while later, Cordelia is now the one pacing around the bedroom, Billie's attempts to calm her down failing with each try. ,,I'm sure they are fine'' Billie keeps repeating but the supreme couldn't help but worry. ,,Screw it, I'm going to check'' she states, leaving the room and Billie following after her rushed, her heels clicking on the floor as they walk down the tiled corridor.

As Cordelia opens the door, she finds you curled up in Wilhemina's lap, the two of you sitting in her large purple armchair in the corner. Neither of you are talking, as all the talking had been done, simply enjoying each others company as her fingers take turns from running through your hair and gently caressing the cut on your hand through the bandaid. You listen to her heartbeat, holding onto her for dear life, not wanting to let her go.

The supreme smiles, all the worry leaving her features. ,,Told you Ms Supreme'' Billie teases.

,,Would you like to go to bed, little one?'' Mina whispers gently, tilting her head a little to look at you.

You simply nod and leave her lap, instantly missing to be this close to her. Passing her the cane, she balances before you follow the two blondes to the bedroom. After you get changed, you lay down, Billie and Cordelia to your left and waiting for your Mina.

As she finally approaches the bed, you take in her features, hair down and one of your favourite nightgowns that you had bought for her. ,,Mina?'' you whisper as she comfortably positions herself next to you. ,,Yes my sweet girl?'' she whispers as her gaze meets yours. ,,Can you hold me?'' you ask and the way your question came out, causes for more tears to almost escape. ,,Come here'' she coos as you wrap yourself up in her arms.

,,And little one?'' she whispers softly, still trailing her fingers through your hair. ,,I never want you to leave me alone'' she admits, thinking back to the argument and her earlier statement. ,,I know'' you whisper before holding onto her, again for dear life.

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dreamypqulson · 1 year

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— baby’s got trouble

request by @lanawinters-ily: need a fic with Misty taking care of pregnant Delia as mentioned in your recent fic!! like she struggles with morning sickness & exhaustion & dizziness but Misty is there to make her all better & fuss over baby / ft the healing mud from your fic <;33

pairing: cordelia goode x misty day

warnings: throwing up + dizziness

word count: 1900

Cordelia Goode; the strong supreme and woman whom everyone knows of could hardly even get out of bed, let alone walk. Cordelia had suffered a long eight months of feeling unwell both mentally and physically. Her emotions were all over the place to the point where she didn't even want to talk to her witches incase of going extremely hormonal on them.

She didn't want to get out of bed; the room would spin and her face would end up right back in the toilet. It was too much work anyways. Baby was taking a toll on her back. Her body felt too heavy to even stand up.

But even cuddled up in bed with her two loves; both her wife Misty and unborn baby girl, she still didn't get a break from any of the pain.

She felt so sick and her mouth kept watering, the ceiling kept spinning. She held her head and closed her eyes but to no avail. Her lover who held her tightly noticed the sudden increase in discomfort from Cordelia. She was great at reading her wife's emotions. They both were. It was like they shared a soul. Sometimes they both really think that they do.

Her arm that gently rested over Cordelia's protruding stomach came up to clutch her rosy cheeks instead with such care. Looking into her deep brown eyes with concern. Cordelia didn't like worrying Misty, but she could not bring herself to erase the look of unease on her face.

"Are you feeling dizzy again?" Misty asked. It certainly wasn't the first time that this had happened. And Cordelia just nodded because she was afraid that it would only make her start gagging if she spoke. Cordelia's lower lip trembled and a tear rolled down her face. "Okay, alrigh. Let me get ya some of that healing mud, baby. It's okay."

She made sure to kiss Cordelia's forehead before getting up and leaving. She knew that could make her feel better. Mentally, at least.

She was back in no time. She didn't want to leave Cordelia alone in this state. Or at all. Misty had become quite a hovering person ever since her wife and her created their sweet girl. Cordelia didn't mind much; she loved being around Misty, and she was loved and cared for.

Misty sat beside her wife who was laid on her back. This position was becoming uncomfortable for Cordelia but her muscles ached too much to move. And before Misty could even open the jar of mud, Cordelia felt the terrible feeling of bile rising in her throat.

"Misty," Cordelia said, hoarse and worrysome. Barley audible. "Misty, I don't feel good." The cajun knew that already, but with the way Cordelia said it, she was aware that it had an entirely different meaning right now.

Misty was quick into action and was already helping Cordelia up. That was the thing about Misty; she could be swift without harming Cordelia further. She was always so gentle.

The room spun and it only made Cordelia feel worse, but Misty practically carried her wife into their bathroom. She could hardly walk, but with Misty's strong arms around her body, it was easier than it could've been. Although pregnant, she was no match for Misty. The cajun spent hours and hours of hard labor back at her swamp growing the muscles she uses now for her lover.

She sat next to Cordelia on the floor. As soon as the toilet seat was opened, she immediately began to gag and release all of her pregnancy cravings from her stomach into the bowl.

Misty placed lingering kisses against her wife's sore back. It was the only thing she could do to comfort Cordelia in the moment. She wished she had the power to take it all away.

When Cordelia was finally done with what didn't last long, she rested her weak body back against Misty. The cajun placed her hand on Cordelia's stomach and rubbed it in small circles. She could feel their baby girl fluttering beneath the supremes flesh. There had been countless of nights that Misty would sit up with Cordelia when baby would just not stop kicking.

"Sunshine, do ya feel any better?" Misty asked and she leaned down to kiss Cordelia's forehead. Due to her supremacy, Misty had never seen her wife so sick before she was pregnant. It was entirely different for the both of them but Misty was nevertheless there for her.

"A little bit. My heads still pounding and sore back. This little peanut won't quit it today," Cordelia smiled and looked up at her wife all while placing her hand atop of Misty's. She was feeling awful but she couldn't help but still feel fortunate knowing the reason and outcome for all of this.

Misty took this as a sign that everything is okay and she could smile right back. She still worried about Cordelia and her baby girl constantly. She just wanted them to be safe and healthy always. "Ya givin mommy trouble already, tiny love? Too bad that ya already too cute to punish."

Misty felt a warm tear -multiple warm tears- fall on her hand, sniffles following. Cordelia was already an emotional person which Misty found very cute. The pregnancy had only enhanced that by a million, making her exceedingly hormonal.

Misty was well aware of the reason Cordelia was crying. She didn’t even have to ask at this point. Simply, she leaned down and kissed her wife’s rosy lips, salty from the warm tears rolling down Cordelia’s face. “I love you,” Goode mumbled right against Misty and, god, she knew that she made the right choice with this one.

“I love ya with everything in me,” Misty said back. Cordelia would’ve cried more. Was going to. But she was already so tired and she was running out of tears from all that she had shed in the past eight months. “So let’s get ya back in bed so I can make ya feel better.”

With the smile Misty wore, she wouldn’t deny any of her requests. She let the cajun help her back up on her feet. With each day, it was getting more difficult to do anything. But she wouldn’t give up. She loved her little family too much already.

Misty got her wife laid safely back into bed and sat beside her under the covers. It only made the pain worse on Cordelia’s back, only caused the room to spin again, but she knew that being back on the soft mattress again would help in the long run. Misty wouldn’t ever do anything to make Cordelia feel worse.

With Cordelia’s consent, she lifted up her wife’s sleep shirt, slowly and cautiously in thought of her tender breast’s. She got out her jar of mud and scooped some onto her fingers. Both of them typically wouldn’t use mud in their clean bed but it was the most comfortable option for Cordelia in this state.

She delicately rubbed some of the mud on the older woman’s rounded stomach to fewer the stretch marks that would later appear on her skin. Neither of them had a problem with stretch marks, scars, or absolutely anything that could possibly be an insecurity. But Cordelia was so incredibly insecure due to the emotional abuse from her mother all her life and she knew it would only mess with her head more. She already hated the stretch marks on her hips. Misty thought they were sexy and told her that, even kiss them anytime that they would show each other their love.

Cordelia slowly relaxed into the feeling of coolness on her stomach. Misty then moved her fingers up to the older woman’s chest so she could breathe in the calming scent for the nausea. Cordelia’s eyes fluttered shut. She was so tired that she nearly drifted off under Misty’s touch. She would never admit it, but she loved being taken care of.

Misty finished and she got up to wash the mud off of her hands. She got back in bed and kissed her drowsy lovers forehead. Cordelia wasn’t asleep but she was nearly reaching dreamland.

The younger woman laid back down with her wife. It was the middle of the day and they were laying here in bed. She wouldn’t wish it to be any other way.

“I love ya. Do ya know that,” Misty whispered somberly, “I love ya so much and i’m so proud of ya for carrying our baby girl.” The sweet cajun rested one hand on Cordelia’s lower stomach, away from the mud, and the other wrapped around her body to soothe her back with circular motions.

Don’t cry. Don’t do it, Cordelia. Cordelia began to cry again anyways. Misty was just so sweet and after all the trouble she had before her supremacy to conceive, it felt nice to be appreciated. She finally felt like she was doing something right. For the first time in her life she knew that she took the right path.

Although her eyes were closed, the tears still managed to overflow through her eyelids. Misty wiped them away so Cordelia wouldn’t have to move anymore. “I love you,” kiss, “I love you,” kiss, “I love this little sunshine too.”

“I love this little sunshine too. She’s gonna be so cute just like her mommy.”

“Nu-uh,” Cordelia sleepily argued, “she’s gonna be cute like her mama. Big blonde curls and blue eyes.”

“Or silky blonde hair and big brown eyes. Imagine tryna tame those curls every mornin.”

Cordelia giggled and nuzzled her face closer into her wife’s chest. “The little curly pigtails, Mist! Little curly pigtails!” The supreme was certainly excited to dress her little girl up and do her hair. Everything she had always wanted her mother to do with her. When she was just a little girl, she had to learn how to do her own hair and realize that her purple shirt didn’t match with her green skirt. She never had her mother to help her with that stuff. But her own baby surely would.

“Okay, okay, curly pigtails sounds really darn cute,” Misty rested her head against Cordelia’s and laughed into her soft hair. The older woman then felt the baby kick again. Not uncomfortably. It was gentle; she was simply joining in on the conversation with her mothers.

“Seems like our little cutie really likes that idea.” Cordelia finally opened up her eyes to look up at her wife. Maybe Mallory never reset the timeline after she died, Cordelia thought. Maybe this was just heaven.

Misty rubbed her thumb against the skin of Cordelia’s lower stomach, Soon, baby, very soon you can have your little pigtails. Only one month of anticipation and sickness left.

Cordelia let out a yawn and rest her head back on Misty’s chest. She was okay. Everything was okay and right in her little world. She could go to sleep now knowing that she would wake up with the exact same smile. “Get some rest now, my two loves. I promise i’ll be here when you’s wake up,” and Cordelia felt safe enough, with just those words, to drift off. “Always,” Misty whispered again, although, Cordelia didn’t hear it. She knew it though. Always and forever.

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oh-mydarling · 2 years

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Keep You Close

Pairing: Delia x Mina x Daughter!Reader

Word count: 3.4K

A/N: For sweet Molls @lanawinters-ily I love you <33

It was raining when you trudged home from school, sheltered under your umbrella but still shivering with the chill in the air. You supposed it was pathetic fallacy; the grey palette of the skies reflected the dull tones of your emotions as you made the journey home, feeing so tired and so numb lately. School was taking it out of you, and you couldn’t quite put your finger on it, but something was wrong. You were just so drained.

The brightness of the academy stood out amongst the grey around you as you turned the corner at the end of the street. Relief washed over you; school was done with and for just a few hours you were free from the unending obligations you were pulled apart by.

Upon entering, you dumped your bag down at the door and made a beeline for the kitchen, immediately switching on the kettle to make tea; it was your afternoon routine. You'd always make yourself a cup of tea and take one up to your mother in her office, as long as she wasn't teaching. You’d have a little catch up and chat about your days before you went back downstairs to do work in the kitchen until your mum came home. you weren’t blessed with the powers descending from Cordelia, and so you were a student of the school a few blocks away, which left you with mountains of homework to complete each evening.

You opened the door to her office, greeting her with a little smile as you placed down the mug on the corner of her desk, “hello darling, thank you,” she smiled, briefly looking up from her paperwork at you. You shuffled over to the sofa and sat down on it, huffing slightly, “how was your day?”

You thought for a moment on how to respond; you always felt free to complain to your mothers, but you didn’t like to overbear them with your stuff. They had plenty of their own.

“It was okay, just pretty draining,” you sighed, earning a sympathetic smile from your mama as she placed her pen down to focus on you, “draining? How so?”

“Just a lot of work and not a lot of time. Can't keep up.” you mumbled, getting up from the couch to go back downstairs to get on with said work.

“Take breaks honey!” Cordelia called behind you as you left the room, making you smile a little as you descended the stairs.

You were still sat in the kitchen when your mum got home from work, greeting you with a kiss on the head and sitting with you to discuss what you were working on. You watched her go upstairs to shower and change and you saw her come back down alongside your other mother, making their way to dinner with the rest of the girls. You had tried to stay put, hoping you could eat after you were done, but Mina came to drag you away, linking arms with you to walk you into the dining room.

After dinner you were straight back at the kitchen table, trying and failing to catch up with your work, but it wasn’t until later in the evening that you finally sought a real solution.

It was dark outside now and most of the girls were in their rooms. The house was winding down and you were exhausted, energy being dragged out from you each moment you spent fighting sleep. Eventually, you had wandered up the stairs to your mothers’ room, a timid knock on the door and a quiet mumble of ‘come in’ landing you laid across the foot of the bed.

“Hello you,” Mina mumbled, putting her book down to focus on you. She could see the pout on your face and the sigh you released when you laid down told her that something was up with you.

“I’m tired,” you grumbled, eyes closed as you curled in on yourself at the end of the bed.

“Do you want a head rub?” She asked softly, smiling tenderly at you. You nodded in response though made no effort to move, making her chuckle.

“Darling, I can’t reach you there, shuffle up a bit,”

You shifted as little as possible so that she could reach your head easily, not wanting to hurt her back by leaning down to you, and her hand fell to your head.

You closed your eyes, laid next to her as she ran her hand over your head, watching the fluttering of your eyes and the even breathing that rose and fell in your chest as you finally began to relax for the first time today.

The door to the bathroom opened and you opened one eye, watching your mother emerge wrapped in a white towel with a smaller one wrapped around her hair. She stood at the foot of the bed, smiling at you curiously with her head cocked to the side.

“Hi lovely,” she smiled, sitting down on the edge so she could rub your back. Nothing was overtly wrong with you, but both women could sense you were deflated, and it was rare that you came in and sat on their bed without chatting endlessly, so they knew you needed a little extra comfort.

They stayed silent, just holding you close and waiting for you to speak: “I think I need a day off tomorrow.” you mumbled, hiding closer into your mum, scared they would scold you for asking.

“Okay baby we can do that,” Delia said softly, squeezing you comfortingly, “can you tell us why?”

“I’m so burnt out, I’m tired,” you began to cry, and Mina coaxed you to sit up so you could lay against her chest and she could cradle you, kissing your forehead. She looked towards Delia with worry in her eyes, waiting for the supreme to think of a solution.

“Okay darling, tomorrow you're staying home, okay? A mental health day,” your mama smiled, so happy you felt comfortable to talk to them about this.

You smiled at her, relieved that they didn’t push any further for an explanation. You didn’t have to set an alarm tomorrow, or interact with all those people, or worry about your lessons. Tomorrow was yours.

You stayed in their room for a little longer, crawling into bed with your mum while your mama went to the bathroom to change. When she climbed into bed the three of you snuggled under the duvet, watching an episode of a mindless comedy show that Delia had suggested, wondering if perhaps it would get a laugh out of you.

You were leaned back on Mina, her hand in your hair, and your bent knees were laid against Delia, who rubbed your legs gently, giggling to herself at the programme.

When it became too difficult to resist sleep, you kissed them both on the cheeks and bid them goodnight, throwing a shy smile their way as you wandered off to brush your teeth and crawl up in bed, relief washing over you at the realisation that you didn’t need to get up tomorrow.

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Delia was stood at the window with a coffee in hand, watching you in the garden. She had abandoned her work to come and make a drink, and since spotting you she hadn’t been able to take herself away from the window. You had a blanket sat under the sun with your crystals charging in its rays, nestled in the long grass like jewels sparkling in the daylight. There was a book holding down the corner of the blanket, stopping it from curling against the wind. You had a water bottle laid down on the centre of your blanket and leftover orange peels from your snacking.

Now, you were rummaging in the flower beds, picking out some flowers for the bouquet you always liked to have in your room. Your hair was whipped around in the spring breeze and there was a look of such joy on your face that your supreme mother couldn’t help but grab her phone out of her pocket to snap a photo of you, smiling at it before she sent it to her wife, your other mother.

She stayed there watching you, smiling at the response Mina sent: ‘beautiful girl 💜🤍’ and eventually she wandered to the back door, wrapping her arms around herself to stop the breeze from penetrating her thin blouse as she made her way out to you, “hi darling, how are you feeling?” She asked, sitting herself down on your blanket and picking up your book, flicking through it to see what you were reading.

You smiled, walking over to sit with her with your flowers in hand, “I’m okay. I needed this,” you smiled timidly, leaning into her as she wrapped her arms around you, kissing the sun kissed hair at the top of your head.

“I’m so proud of you baby, I hope you know that,” you laughed, rolling your eyes playfully, “yes I know, you tell me every day,” you laughed, kissing her cheek to express your gratitude.

“Your mum is coming home early today, what would you like to do this afternoon?” She asked, carding a hand through your hair. You sighed, never very good at making a decision, “hmm I don’t know,” you thought for a moment, but truthfully, you were already feeling so much better than yesterday.

“Okay sweet girl, well you have a think, we can just sit out here together, enjoy the sunshine if you’d like,” she smiled, kissing your head a final time before she shifted, preparing to stand up.

She walked back towards the door, “just come and get me if you need anything, okay?” She said, blowing you a kiss when you nodded at her, alone again outside in the garden while classes continued on the inside.

Delia often called you her little pot plant, with how much the sun seemed to charge you. You thrived off the warmth on the skin and you felt so sleepy and content as you lay down on the blanket, allowing yourself to drift off in the garden, curled in a ball on the centre of the grass and your music playing in your headphones. Stevie Nicks sang you a lullaby and before you knew it, you had fallen asleep out there.

When you woke back up, yawning and stretching like a cat, you shuffled back into the house, having checked the time on your phone. You were pleasantly surprised to enter the kitchen and see your mum at the kitchen table, sipping on a herbal tea you couldn’t quite identify, her eyes fixed on the space in front of her.

You walked further into the room and she noticed you, placing down her tea with a gentle smile, “hi darling,” she mumbled, voice warmer than usual. You smiled, coming over to sit next to her, “hi, how was work?”

“Oh, “ she groaned, “same old incompetent colleagues making my life harder,” she grumbled, and you laughed lightly,

“Good thing you’re home early then,” you replied, to which she nodded with a snort, sipping her tea.

“Is mama teaching?” You asked, wondering why she was sat here alone, but before she answered you got up and walked to the timetable Delia had nailed to the wall, highlighting her scheduled classes so her students knew when she was free. This confirmed your suspicions; she had twenty minutes left of class before you were all reunited.

“How’s your day been?” Mina asked, eyeing you carefully as you wandered around the kitchen aimlessly, relatively anxious for your other mother to return.

“Nice. I picked flowers and laid outside all day. The weather’s gorgeous,” you smiled, noting the raise of her eyebrow; Mina wasn’t a huge fan of the warm weather, not like you and Delia, and she couldn’t think of anything much worse than roasting outside all morning.

“I’m going to take my stuff from the garden upstairs,” you smiled at her, running back outside to gather your things and climb the stairs to put them away in your bedroom. You ended up getting distracted, laying on your bed on your phone, and you didn’t even realise how long it had been until Delia poked her head around your door, laptop in hand “hi love, did you see mum’s home?” She smiled.

“Oh yeah! I was with her, I just brought my stuff up here from the garden,” you explained, getting up to follow her out of the room and into her office. She sat her things down in her desk while she told you about the lesson she had just given, promising to make sure you were caught up on the few lessons you had missed today, before you both descended the stairs and joined Mina back in the kitchen.

Cordelia went straight to the kettle to make herself tea; she never liked to drink coffee in the afternoon, “does either of you want tea?” She asked over her shoulder, and you both declined, settling into a relaxed conversation at the kitchen table while you snacked on some popcorn you had dragged out from the cupboard, smiling when your mum’s hand occasionally slipped into the bag, retrieving some for herself.

“So,” Delia asked, joining you both at the table with her mug of tea, “how should we spend this afternoon?”

You shrugged your shoulders in response, happy to go along with anything. Mina looked to you for an answer, too tired from her day at work to have much of an opinion.

“Mm okay, how about we pop to the high street and get some things then we come home and relax in the garden?” Cordelia suggested, which both of you thought sounded pleasant enough.

You settled on driving, not wanting to get too hot walking to the shops, so you were sat in the back of the car with the wind weaving through your hair, Delia driving and Mina watching you in the windscreen mirror, trying to make sure you really were okay.

Delia parked the car at the side of the street and you all hopped out, linking arms with your mum while your mama walked a beat ahead, scanning the street for the shops that she knew you would all three enjoy.

First she dragged you both into a metaphysical shop, earning a tight smile from Mina and a little excited bounce from you. Of course, your mother was the supreme; she knew exactly how to procure most of these crystals from more reliable sources, but there was something about the magic of being surrounded by crystals that you just adored. You ended up drifting away from your mothers, eyeing the little shaped crystals, and you picked up an amethyst heart for your mum, a clear quartz one for yourself, and a rose quartz one for your mama. When you had paid, you crossed the shop to Mina who wrapped an arm around you while Delia went to purchase a few items.

The next stop was the book shop next door; Delia had put you on a book buying ban, but she supposed she could give you a free pass on a day like today. After way too long wandering around and dragging both women with you, you walked out of there with a book you had been eyeing for a few weeks and a wide grin on your face.

Throughout your afternoon out you had been begging your mums for sushi for dinner, so you ended up back in the car driving to the most local restaurant. During the journey, Delia had called Zoe and her voice echoed throughout the car as the two discussed whether or not the girls would like any.

“I’m sure they’d love it, but there’ll definitely be a few who won’t eat it,” Zoe mused.

“Mm I think you’re right, maybe we’ll stick to the planned menu and I’ll just have sushi with my girls. Would you like any?” Delia asked, turning into the restaurant carpark.

Zoe politely declined, and Delia hopped out of the car, asking you to go with her despite your protests; she needed you to choose your favourites. When you were in the restaurant you huddled into her side, waiting your turn while you eyed the sushi, revising your order before you go to the counter.

After 10 minutes or so you were leaving the shop, but not before being dragged into the grocery store next door. You trailed around, impatient to go home and eat your sushi, “Can I go wait in the car?” You asked your mama, but she shook her head, amused at your demeanour, “We’ll be quicker if you stop pouting,” and so you smiled at her, following along so you could get out quicker.

She picked up a punnet of strawberries, a bottle of white wine, some ice cream and a bunch of flowers for Mina, and eventually you followed her out of the shop and joined your other mother in the car.

“I thought you were only getting sushi,” she commented, to which you snorted,

“yeah, so did I!” though truth be told you were craving strawberries, and you guessed that if you played your cards right they'd let you have some wine too.

When you arrived back at the coven, the girls had already sat down to eat; you could hear the bustle from the dining room and the clinking of cutlery as you crossed the building to go to the kitchen at the back.

“Sushi in the garden?” You asked, a hopeful tone to your voice. Your mum grumbled minutely but of course she agreed, so you and your mama took everything out to the garden while Mina sat down, pouring the wine into three! glasses, clustering them all in the patch of table that the umbrella hid from the sun so they didn’t warm up.

You followed Cordelia out with plates in your hand and sat down at the table, a spread of sushi, strawberries, breadsticks and hummus, wine and veggie sticks in front of you.

You were eating mostly in silence, but your mama couldn't stand the quiet, “so baby, do you think you'll be okay to go to school tomorrow?” She asked you, patting your thigh under the table.

You nodded, mouth full of sushi that you didn't quite want to spray everywhere, and you swallowed quickly so you could reply properly, “I just needed a little break, today was perfect,” you smiled, thanking them both for always understanding your needs.

When you had eaten, you insisted on cleaning up as a thank you for your day, so you watched through the window as your mums relaxed outside, sharing quiet speech and gentle touches as they sipped on their wine, so very in love that it gave you hope for your own future.

When the kitchen was clean, you made your way outside, playfully dumping yourself in your mama’s lap, who cooed at you, “aww my little baby,” she joked, squeezing your cheek as you rolled your eyes, laughing lightly.

“Mummm,” you gave Mina your best puppy dog eyes, “can I please have some more wine?” you fluttered your eyelashes at her, ignoring the way Delia snorted behind you.

Mina stared at you blankly, waiting for you to stop with the dramatics, “one.” And you squealed in response, grabbing the bottle to refill your glass. You had tried to add a little more but Delia stopped you with a quick “ah ah ah, that’s enough” so you figured you should be grateful for what you had.

The rest of the evening was spent laid on the grass, nibbling strawberries and reading your book, soaking up every bit of sun. Delia had dragged her chair further down the patio so she was in the sun, her shoes and socks kicked off and her blouse untucked from her trousers. She lay back with her eyes closed and a smile on her face.

Your mum sat where she had been all evening, slowly sipping on her wine as she sat watching the garden; the birds flying past and the speed of the clouds that ran through the sky above you. She kept an eye on you too, making sure you were well enough to go to school tomorrow.

When you did finally go to bed that evening, your chest was light and your face ached from the smiles you had worn all day. You felt happy and loved and safer than ever, and so incredibly grateful for your mum and your mama <3

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#Wilhemina Venable #cordelia goode #Wilhemina Venable x Cordelia goode #ms Venable #cordelia goode daughter #ahs coven #ahs apocalypse #American horror story #Sarah Paulson #Sarah Paulson x reader #cordelia #Wilhemina #wilhemina x cordelia #Wilhemina x reader #Wilhemina Venable x reader #cordelia goode x reader #sarah paulson

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sweetestberryofthebunch · 1 year

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16 questions for 16 mutuals 🎶

Thank you darlings @purplejan @nickysjaida @aqpippin for tagging me!

1. are you named after anyone?

Not initially, but shortly after my birth my mother read a book where the serial killer had my name and always said that was a bad omen since then.

2. when was the last time you cried?

December 27th :)

3. do you have kids?

Naurr

4. do you use sarcasm a lot?

Yess and i always end up apologising immediately after in fear it doesn’t translate …

5. whats the first thing you notice about people?

The way they talk? I very quickly pick up on speech patterns and shit and love to analyse them!

6. What’s your eye color?

Brown, Hazel on a sunny day

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

Scary movies with disturbing plots and bittersweet endings!!!

8. Any special talents?

Uhm, kind of a sad one but I’m really good at lying? Like my lies to my parents growing up have been surprisingly solid, even tho the guilt would eat me up hard …

9. Where were you born?

*war flashbacks to hours spent in the immigration office* G… Germany ..

10. What are your hobbies?

Writing, Sewing, Drawing, watching old Lady Gaga performances and doing the choreo in my living room, a nice slow video game sometimes, generally being very annoying to the people around me

11. do you have any pets?

Back at home my family has a dog and a bunch of chickens (my daughters). Here in the great white north i mostly give neighbourhood pets so much attention that they love me more than their owners, but sadly no pets of my own yet …

12. what sports do you play/have played?

Tried lots or things as a kid, my mom was very insistent that we always did at least two sports … Ballet, Hip Hop, played lots of soccer on the schoolyard, was part of a handball team for a few years, then finally found kickboxing and loved that for almost five years. Had to quit cause my trainer said some homophobic shit and the disagreement had the potential to really blow up, but i miss it a lot. Lately I’ve been back to dancing, taking some striptease classes and all, but I’m hoping to find a boxing studio that has a kick or thai boxing class and is inclusive and safe for me :) apart from that i went skiing a lot with my family, used to join my dad at the badminton court and also went hiking quite a lot. Oh and i was part of a small school swim team as a kid that actually once won a competition! But that was a one time thing, we trained for that competition for a few weeks and then parted afterwards. But yeah I did lots of stuff for sure …

13. how tall are you?

5‘10‘‘

14. favorite subject in school?

Philosophy, duh

15. dream job?

Would love to be able to live off of performance art one day…

16. sunsets or sunrise?

Sunsets :)

I tag @fuckyeah-dragrace @petitmonde @lanawinters-ily @lanawinterscigarettes @missjansport @mistysswampmud @missvanjiebitchh @snowflakenali @thecollectionsof @ggigigoode @archiveofdorothea @blonbersjonde @bechloesupercorp @froofrou @hannahlovesdance07 @that-art-hoe

#games with friends

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strawberryshorttcakkee · 2 years

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ayoooo @lanawinters-ily

#surprise!#happy hour #what are we looking at in the first pic wrong answers only #i’m not back i just had to post mols bc she’s so cute and I GOT TO HUG HER TODAY

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lucyintheskywithxanax · 1 year

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🧙‍♀️🪄 You have been cursed and you now have to show me your 2022 Spotify wrapped and tell me, if you want, what it says about the past year 💕

@stayevildarling @max-the-d0g @cordeliass @rabexxpaulson @grilledcheeseandguavajelly @blacksmokieee25 @lanawinters-ily @lovelypeasantjellyfish @isle-of-earle @minaslittleone @billiebeanhoward @gracelandwriter @thedeconstructionist

Let’s pretend I didn’t already ask half of you by text

Here’s mine:

#perfectly shows that i spent 2022 being angry and trying to learn a new language #florence proud sole english survivor #i am entering a new era of my life #teenage me would be so happy

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wntrxq · 11 months

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Lana <3 #lanawinters #sarahpaulson #ahsasylum #ahsbts

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cordeliaspaulson · 1 year

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get to know me :)

i was tagged by @scumppa tysm! 💞💞

relationship status: single

favourite color: pink

favourite food: chocolate

song stuck in my head: superstar (taylor's version)

last thing i googled: ao3 😏

current time: 4.29pm

dream trip: paris or new york

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comfort movie: mamma mia hwga

comfort food: chicken nuggets

comfort clothes: my grey primark cardigan or my fav hoodie

comfort song: delicate by taylor swift

comfort book: the seven husbands of evelyn hugo

comfort game: the sims 4

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3 ships: mildred + gwendolyn, patsy + delia, carson + greta

1st ever ship: I suppose leia and han???

last song: today was a fairytale (taylors version)

currently reading: the marlow murder club

currently consuming: shortbread

currently watching: moon knight

currently craving: a girlfriend

tagging @dreamypqulson , @lanawinters-ily , @billiedeanspearls and anyone else who wants to do it 💕

#get to know me :)

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loverofallthingssarah · 1 year

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Just a cup of coffee

Alex Cabot x reader

Based off an anonymous ask but a little different spin

Word count: 700+

A/N: just my terrible writing and mistakes as always

Everyday, like clockwork, you rounded the corner to none other than ADA Alexandra Cabot’s office with a scalding cup of coffee in one hand and an iced cap in the other. If anyone asked, it was just convenient to pick up Alex’s order it was on your way, right? Not quite. Little did anyone know what you would give to spend just one more second with the beautiful blonde who stole you heart with just one look. For God's sake, you didn’t even work for the bureau, and trust the gang at the bull pin never let you forget it.

Today was different, Olivia called you in early and your first thought was getting Alex her coffee. Today she was just going to have to get it early. You hurried to get ready and make your way to the Starbucks across the street from your apartment, and BAM… a rogue bicycled road right over your foot racing off to work. A quick ‘sorry’ was yelled over their shoulder as you yelped.

“Shit!” you yelled out in the crowded streets of New York. You limped off to a bench slinging every surge work in the book as you did.

Your cell started ringing, “Hello?” you asked.

“Where the hell are you, Y/L/N?” Liv yelled.

You explained your situation and she called over a bus to pick you up to take you in for x-rays to be on the safe side. It hadn’t even occurred to you that a certain unobtainable blonde was on the other side of the city waiting for you.

Alex sat in her office tapping her pen away at the stack of paperwork sat in front of her. Every noise she heard outside her door she looked up in disappointment when it wasn’t you. After the 20th time, she began to worry. It wasn’t like you to just not show. Even if you were in a hurry, and it was just a quick hand off. You always showed up.

“Hey, Alex. How did the arraignment go?”

Alex huffed at Liv, “Fine. Have you seen Y/N?”

She replied, “No. She’s at Mercy with a sprained ankle. I asked if she needed me to go by but she said she was fi-,” Alex didn’t even wait for her to reply as she rushed to grab her things and flew out of her office.

You were grumbling on your hospital bed angrily waiting for your release. The door to your room was pushed open and you looked up about to yell at the nurse again to release you, but the woman before you was not your nurse.

“Alex?” you asked as she rushed to your bedside and buried her face in your neck in a tight hug. “I was so worried about you, Y/N! Don’t you dare do that to me again! Do you hear me?”

“Alex, I twisted my ankle. I didn’t burst my eye drum. Please, calm down.” She rolled her eyes as she leaned up to look at you without dropping her arms from around you. “I’m serious, Y/N. I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you,” she looked down blushing, refusing to elaborate further.

You took your hand and lifted her chin to look at you, “Hey, I’m not going anywhere, okay?”

She nodded and smiled the most genuine smile you had ever seen. She pulled you closer and held you until a nurse finally brought in your discharge papers.

Alex reluctantly took you back to the precinct after much begging from you. She helped limp your way inside and over to the elevators.

“I’ll see you later, okay?” you said as the doors opened. Alex smiled, and as you turned to make your way onto the lift, you felt her hand pulling you back in. As you head turned back around, you felt her lips connect with yours in the most passionate yet gentle kiss you had ever received. Once air became necessary, you both broke away just staring into each other's eyes.

Alex whispered, “You can count on it.” She winked at you before walking off blissfully.

You yelled back, “Coffee, tomorrow?”

She giggled, “I’ll count on it.”

sfw taglist: @oh-mydarling @rainbow-hedgehog @peggycarter-steverogers @citizenoftheworld-stuff-blog @lanawinters-ily @lntlmate @sapphicforsarahh @strawberryshorttcakkee @dreamypqulson @goodeday2u @winters-witch-bitch

#alex cabot x reader #alex cabot #law and order svu #alexandra cabot #fluff #wlw fanfic #wlw imagine #law and order fic #stephanie march #alex cabot imagines

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ahsfan05 · 2 years

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To my Mollie @lanawinters-ily

Happy birthday to the absolute sweetest, most caring, loving and wholesome human being I have ever had the honour of meeting on the internet! Dove, you are so special and lovely!!

Knowing you is such a gift and I’m so grateful that I’ve had the privilege of seeing your talent, beauty and kindness first hand.

Thank you for existing, the world would not be the same without you! I love love love you so much and wish I could give you a hug on your special day.

I’m so incredibly excited to spend another year getting to know and love you.

All my love,

Sof ❤️

#molls!!#my beautiful dove #happy birthday

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stayevildarling · 3 months

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Cordelia Goode x Wilhelmina Venable x Billie Dean Howard x Reader - Black Friday

A/N: Hello everyone. I am currently obsessed with these three again so I apologise for the spam. I got the idea for this from the song ,,Black Friday'' by Tom Odell. I honestly wasn't sure whether to carry this on, write a part two or just keep it at this. I decided to post it now to see if anyone on here even still reads my stuff.

tw: mention of past abusive relationship, very mild mention of scars, angst + fluff

taglist: (if you wanna be added or taken off, send me a dm or an ask):

@lunaticwhittaker @billiebeanhoward,@lanawinters-ily,@kenzbro,@minaslittleone,@httpfiftyshadesofgay,@whitelotus00,@ninaahs,@vintagepaulson,@isle-of-earle,@paulsonsratched,@stepintomyworld,@grilledcheeseandguavajelly,@lucyintheskywithxanax,@fanfics4world, @mymiraclewitch, @hazard-to-myself

Laughter illuminated your face, the room spinning, music filling your senses. Infront of you, Billie dancing cheerfully while she smiled at you. In that moment you knew it was one of those little moments that you wouldn‘t forget. Her perfect blonde curls swaying in synch with her hips, her smile and her laughter filling your heart and her singing causing you to giggle. You were always a lot of things but definitely not one to party. You hated it, the drunk people around, the unnecessary hangover the next morning. But somehow Billie had convinced you.

„Just this once“ she beamed excitedly as she tried to convince you but also convincing your other two lovers, promising one of them could pick you up after and that she wouldn‘t drive, wouldn‘t drink too much and would look after you. Of course you agreed, what other answer could you have given the woman with the beaming smile and excited tapping of her heels and it was worth it, so worth it.

If there was one thing Billie had taught you over the years it was how to have fun. She turned your world upside down, making you experience things you had never experienced before. The medium taught you it was okay not to feel guilty for smiling or showing genuine laughter. Never scolding you for being too loud or embarrassing and never once not in the mood to spend time with you, get out the house with you or spoil you wrotten.

Then there was a certain redhead. Mina, your mina. She taught you what it‘s like to be happy. Billie taught you all the fun parts but Mina showed you true happiness. Quiet moments spent together, eyes meeting at the dinner table, finding a quiet spot in the garden or greenhouse and her reading a book to you. Your heart fills with happiness whenever you get to spend those moments with her. Just like Billie, she never made you feel uncomfortable, never scolded you for asking for things. If you had a bad day, she would take your hand, hold it gently against her cheek and asked what you needed.

„You look so pretty, pretty like the sun“ you whispered, as you sat in Cordelia‘s lap. Her arms wrapped tightly around you, making you feel safe. Delia was your sun, the supreme lit up your world from the start. Often you find it hard to describe her to people or the love you feel for her. But the sun was simply the next best thing. Cordelia is warm, her presence making a room smile and instantly feel safe and comfortable. Her hands always feel warm, instantly making you feel safe. The supreme had taught you what true kindness feels like. To never be ashamed of being too nice or kind to people, whether your loved ones or strangers you would never see again.

„You are so kind my darling“ Delia would tell you after you helped one of the new girls in the academy get settled, no time or effort ever too much for you.

Their love for you was something you couldn‘t grasp til this day. To be loved by three beautiful, kind and powerful women at the same time felt like a jackpot to you, one you didn‘t deserve.

„I‘m so selfish“ you think to yourself as you look in the mirror. Your own thoughts pulling you back into reality. Despite their best efforts the self doubts never quite stopped. Despite being told it was okay to have bad days.

As Wilhemina enters the livingroom, she finds the usual picture in front of her. The coven finally quiet after a busy day, Cordelia reading and grading things, her laptop tucked in her lap. Billie scrolling on her phone while also glancing at the tv from time to time. Despite being busy doing their own things, the two blondes had a blanket around their shoulders, sharing it and occasionally exchanging loving glances and soft gentle kisses.

Usually however, you would be part of this. Wrapped in between them or next to one of them. The biggest beaming smile painting your face as you see Mina, knowing she prefers the coven quiet and also having her work for the day finished.

Today you didn‘t sit there. No beaming happy smile. „Where‘s my little one?“ she asks which causes Cordelia to smile softly. „She hasn‘t really been around since going out to do the shopping earlier“. the supreme explains, the smallest bit of concern lacing her voice but deep down remembering Billie‘s words from earlier, telling her you would be fine and are probably just tired and having a nap.

You are still standing in-front of the mirror as Wilhemina makes her way up the stairs to your shared bedroom. Staring at yourself, feeling emptiness, while your head is filled with all sorts of thoughts and flashbacks.

„Little one?“ the redhead asks after entering the room, having knocked before with no reply as your thoughts completely blocked out your surroundings before. However, her gentle voice and the tapping of her cane, walking towards you, pulls you right back into reality.

„Sorry Mina“ you smile and walk towards her, shaking off your thoughts and mustering up your best smile. The woman scans you for a moment before one of her hands makes it‘s way to your cheek. „Are you alright?“ she asks gently.

Your eyes try to go anywhere but meet her brown eyes, however it was inevitable. Mina always knew when something wasn‘t the way it should be. And your eyes definitely spoke. Delia was the better one at getting things out of you but over the years Mina had learned how to make you trust her, never pressure you and accepting honesty if you didn‘t want to talk about it as long as you didn‘t hide, didn’t lie. That had always been the deal.

„I saw him today, at the shops“ you almost whisper. Your words take a moment for her to register before her demeanor changes. Anger washes over her face before she reaches out a hand to hold yours. „What happened?“ she asks, trying to stay calm.

You explain to the redhead how nothing actually happened and while he tried to talk to you, he didn‘t actually do anything. You might have left out the part where he said some unnecessary things as you knew it would anger and trouble the redhead. Mina tries her hardest to comfort you as she faces an inner battle. She hated him, ever since Cordelia had found out what your ex boyfriend had done to you, physically and emotionally she had trouble not to go out looking for him. She could never understand how someone could treat you this way. Despite Wilhemina‘s past being filled with abuse and hatred, she could never accept that happening to you, her little one and her everything.

„Is there something I can do, little one?“ she asks with a gentle smile. „A book, some tea, a bath?“ she offers, having slowly learnt those things from Cordelia after having to learn herself what could give her comfort in moments of sadness or overwhelming emotions.

After thinking for a moment, you decide for the bath but reassure her that she didn‘t need to run it for you. You feel like having some quiet and being able to process the flashbacks alone. Wilhemina agrees, only after making you promise you would let either of them know if you needed company or anything at all.

As you sit in the bathtub, a while later, adding some of the camomile and lavender bath set that Cordelia had gotten you for your last birthday, you take some deep breaths, trying to calm down, forget about the whole thing. „You‘re so weak, selfish for telling her, it‘s pathetic“ the little voice in your head quickly reminds you. Still burnt into your brain, after he had put all those things into your head years ago. Despite years of healing with your three girlfriends, it didn’t take a lot for the voice to come and haunt you again.

Cordelia‘s thoughts are interrupted as she hears the tapping of Wilhemina‘s cane. She always knew what each tap meant, normal content Wilhemina, nervous Mina, angry Mina. And this was definitely concern and anger reflected in the slightly faster taps than usual. Instantly she puts her laptop and work aside before her eyes meet Wilhemina‘s as she finally enters the room.

„Whats wrong?“ Billie asks, also knowing by now what this expression means. „She saw him today at the shops“ the redhead states coldly but her voice filled with anger. Cordelia immediately stands up, inviting Wilhemina to sit down before calming her down a bit and giving her the chance to explain.

„I thought he was gone“ Billie snaps after the redhead finishes explaining what you had told her not that long ago. „I thought you placed a protection spell around her“ Billie snaps at Cordelia. The supreme explains calmly how that doesn‘t apply to meeting him by coincidence in a shop. „I‘m gonna go up and check on her“ the supreme announces.

Meanwhile you pull your knees closer to you, hugging them. ,,I want a better body, better skin'' you think to yourself, the voice still having the upper hand. The warm water was meant to help make you feel less shaken, the smell of the bath salts making you feel calmer. However it wasn‘t helping. The words of abuse, cycle in your head over and over again like a broken record. Suddenly the tiny scars that Cordelia healed and fixed visible again.

As the supreme approaches the bathroom your thoughts replay in her mind. Being the most powerful witch, Cordelia usually has the ability to keep her clairvoyance controlled. The ability to read other's thoughts. However, with you, Billie and Wilhemina sometimes her magic alerted her of something needing to be adressed or needing the supreme's attention. Your words pain the woman as she takes a deep breath standing in front of the bathroom door.

,,Darling?'' she knocks gently, pulling you out of your thoughts. ,,Yes Delia?'' you ask before she replies if she may enter. You think about it for a moment, not really wanting her to see you in a state like this but also knowing she would be worried if you refused. ,,Sure'' you simply reply before she enters. She gives you a gentle smile as she closes the door and approaches you. As your girlfriend kneels down beside the bathtub, you get a sense of her perfume, reminding you of her, of home.

Both of you sit in silence for a moment before her brown eyes meet yours. That's all it took for your chin to wobble and your eyes betraying you, tears rolling down your cheeks. ,,Oh darling'' she whispers before taking your cold hands into her warm ones. Your eyes reflect sadness but also the silent ask for help, for Delia to take over and as soon as she notices, she simply nods, telling you it's going to be okay.

Gentle sunshine Cordelia takes over, helping you finish your bath, drying you off, drying your hair for you and braiding it. She put you in one of her pyjamas before sitting you down on the bed, positioning herself behind you and wrapping her arms around you. Her head rests on your shoulders and her blonde hair falls on your face, taking in the smell of her shampoo, also reminding you of home and helping you to feel a bit calmer.

,,Do you think they are okay?'' Billie asks, still sitting in the living room with Wilhemina. The redhead takes a moment to think before assuring ,,I'm sure they are, otherwise Cordelia would have let us know''. Billie sighs slightly in annoyance. Part of her simply missing your presence as she hasn't seen you most of the day, another part of her annoyed that she couldn't help like Mina had done prior and now Cordelia. The redhead sitting next to her, senses her annoyance and despite not having the magic ability to read minds, knowing exactly what the medium was thinking.

,,How about you take some tea up to the bedroom? I'm sure that would be helpful'' she smiles gently at Billie. The mediums heart fills with warmth, knowing moments like these are exactly the reason she had fallen for the redhead. She agrees and excitedly waddles off to the kitchen. Mina smiling warmly, as she walks away, her heels tapping on the marble floor.

Meanwhile all your thoughts and emotions had spilled out of you. Delia right there, catching every single tear, listening to every word, making you feel safe and keeping you comfortable. She makes you feel valid with every single thing you say, slowly replacing the voice in your head, with her soft one, reminding you that you are none of those things. ,,I wanna be happy Delia'' you mumble through tears. ,,Do you think you can show me how it's done?'' you carry on. The blonde fights back her own tears, your statement causing for her heart to ache. ,,Of course my darling'' she whispers, pulling you onto her lap, as you rest your head on her chest.

The room is quiet for a while, your tears finally stopped, the only thing to be heard, Delia's heartbeat as you still rested on her chest. A gentle knock interrupts the silence. ,,Come in'' Delia softly says. As the door opens, you open your eyes and see Billie walk in, carrying a little tray with some cups and a teapot. ,,Um- I made some tea for you'' she announces anxiously. Delia smiles softly before looking down to see your face. She walks closer, placing the tray on one of the bedside tables before smiling at you and turning around to leave.

,,Billie?'' you whisper softly and she instantly turns around. ,,Yes babydoll?'' she asks as her eyes lock with yours. ,,Why is there only two cups?'' you ask confused. A bright smile fills her features as Delia smiles proudly. ,,I'll get some more'' she happily announces. ,,Could you ask Mina to come up as well please?'' you ask, your voice sounding small. ,,Of course sweetie'' she smiles softly before leaving for a moment. Delia presses a gentle kiss to your head before whispering ,,I'm so proud of you sweetheart''.

A couple of hours had passed, four tea cups now empty on the nightstand, the air filled with the smell of lavender. You are cuddled up in the middle of the bed. Delia to your right, Mina and Billie to your left. Their soft comfortable presence eventually made you fall asleep, feeling safe in their presence. ,,Do you think she's going to be okay?'' Billie asks after a while. Mina's hand finds hers under the blanket holding it tightly. ,,She will be just fine my love'' Delia replies confidently.

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