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axailslink · 11 months

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Love Someone Else

꧁༒☬𝕽𝖔𝖘𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖊 𝕺𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖊 𝖝 𝕱𝕰𝕸 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗☬༒꧂

Summary: The death of your husband brings you to Rosalie to remind her of what was once and what could possibly still be if given the chance.

╰•★★ 𝓢𝓷𝓲𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓬: ★★•╯

“ "you haven't been this dressed up since the funeral Y/n please don't tell me this is all for me?" Stuck between the kiss her soft voice and warm hands you don't know how to respond but it's not as if she was looking for one. ”

I ain't saying smut but I ain't saying fluff either

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Rosalie stares at the plate in your hand for only a moment before quickly inviting you in from the dark and chillness of the night. "What brings you at this hour Mrs. Y/l/n?" You place the dish on the table and smile before you ask her a daring question that you know she doesn't know the answer to "why do I not love him?" Rose hesitates to move and to answer "I'm sorry?" "I do not love him. Surely I mourn for him and get upset because he's no longer around but I didn't like anything about him. Rose did you like the touch of your husband?" Rosalie gently takes your coat from you and hangs it up "of course but he was dead before we made it anywhere close to the altar you know." You had forgotten Rose never married she had plans to but due to the murder of her fianceé she never did. "I'm sorry" Rose accepts your apology with a nod "it's fine it was... A long time ago. I hate to give you this advice but it's easier to move on. To love someone else." You shake your head watching Rosalie walk away from you "Rose do you remember when we were school girls?" her face lights up at the reminder "that depends babies or fresh out the pack of lites?" You smile shakily as you answer "when we were teenagers you nineteen me just turning eighte-" "Y/n" "we were learning about our bodies and you touched m-" "Y/n!" You want to stop out of respect for her but you can't "Rose please why did you do it? Why'd you confuse me?" Rosalie sits on the couch "I didn't mean to Y/n if I had known you hadn't thought of me in that way I would have never let my hand slide underneath your gown that night. I asked multiple times if you wanted me to stop you never said no never shook your head. So I'm sorry you cannot fault me because you are unsure of what your body wants." She's right you're confused when it comes to what your body wants but you're well aware of what your mind wants. "Rosalie" "what Y/n?" You grab her hand and pull her to you planting a soft kiss on her lips "we didn't do that. That night. You lips grazed mine multiple times as I... neither of us has the confidence to kiss. Now I do." Rosalie closes her eyes before deciding on her next move. "Leave" her words hurt but that's an appropriate response so you turn on your heel and grab your coat but before you can touch the door she sighs "why couldn't you have realized all of this when we were younger? You never loved that man you threw yourself into loving him because you knew you loved me."

"I was scared, Rose. I was so fucking scared" Rosalie sighs and kicks off her heels before approaching you and grabbing you by your face making you lean in and she kisses you a lot better than you did her moments ago. Rosalie first pecks your parted lips before slipping her tongue in your mouth and sucking on yours. Her hands roam your body dragging your dress up your thighs now that she's close it's kind of short "you haven't been this dressed up since the funeral Y/n please don't tell me this is all for me?" Stuck between the kiss her soft voice and warm hands you don't know how to respond but it's not as if she was looking for one. "Rose" Rosalie looks at you with fear of you telling her to stop "do you want me to stop?" It's like a repeat of that night everything seems the exact same her question, those full eyes, and her hands movements but this time you're sure. "No it's just you've been focusing on everything but..." You hesitate with your words but Rose knows she drops to her knees with a hard thump you're sure she's scratched but she doesn't seem worried about it as she pushes you against the front door and guides your gown up your body but she stops seeing the all too familiar night gown draped underneath. "You're wearing the same one" you nod Rosalie gets up immediately turning you around and unzipping the day gown letting it fall around your feet and revealing the white buttoned gown beneath. "So what is this? To tease me or remind me?" You don't know how to reply or what to say "because if this is a reminder trust I can do so much more than you experienced that night."

Her hands glide beneath your gown crawling up your skin as she kisses your inner thighs uncomfortable with your current position you prop one of your legs upon her shoulder immediately pulling her in the gown's draped over her head. You're not sure what to expect first you can't see her frowning face when she's thinking you're not sure what she's going to do next. Her tongue glides against your already wet folds and you're weak you can feel the smile on her face seeing your body's reaction. She grabs hold of the propped leg as she toys with your clit sucking and nibbling doing the complete opposite of neglecting but giving it all of her attention her hands no longer wander your skin or touch anything else for that matter Rosalie's other hand is tucked in her lap. Mumbles of her name are heard rolling off your lips as your body shakes only motivating her to continue. You push her head away from it being too much but she continues now sliding her thumb across your slit letting it get soaked in your juices which are coming down your leg. She gently pushes her thumb against your slit letting it breach that barrier just a little bit to tease you. "Rose for fucks sake" Rose laughs and kisses your clit as she finally breaches the barrier fully gently fucking you with that one finger but seeing as it does nothing to stop the aching building in your lower stomach she switches to her pointer finger and middle finger gently fucking that pretty soaked pussy of yours. The curl of her fingers almost brings you sliding down the door but that hand on your thigh gently taps you "uh-uh stand up" you want to cry she's asking for too much right now your body is throbbing around just those two fingers and she needs you to stand up after she's toyed with you and tired you out. You want to bring this climax to an end so you rut against her fingers you can't see Rosalie but she smiles almost proud of you "awn why are you rushing I thought you wanted this?" You pull the gown up and Rosalie smiles at you "yes baby?" You feel her fingers start to come to a slow place and you want to get up and walk off "no no no no please baby let m-" "no."

"No?"

"No."

"What the fu-" Rosalie pulls her fingers from you and stuffs them in your mouth silencing you immediately. "Do you still taste as good?" You nod and Rose slowly removes her fingers watching as a trail of saliva leaves your mouth too "lemme see" Rosalie licks into your open mouth and you smile. "Go home" you spare her a confused glance "and come back with your things tomorrow I'll have a drawer ready and my closet cleared. I wouldn't dare let you have such a beautiful release right here against this door like some street walker you deserve a bed. You'll get that tomorrow." Rosalie grabs your coat from your balled fist that you truthfully forgot you were holding and carefully pulls it over your night gown she pecks your cheek and opens the door. Rosalie watches you leave thinking about you wearing nothing but a night gown under that pretty black coat of yours as she picks up the day gown and folds it.

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A/n: leaving y'all with another quick fic before I go to basic. Enjoy some Rosalie angst and smut. Unedited of course.

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heejayy · 1 year

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Rosalie O. || I’ve got my eyes on you

Warning • one sided love?, mentions same sex relationship as taboo (nun homophobic ion do that shit)

Genre • lil angst, fluff at the end

Pairing • Rosalie x black fem! reader

A/n: it’s 4 in the morning don’t mind my mistakes 🙃 but I put my heart and soul into this one…it’s kinda short tho but leave me alone 😭😭

You've had your eye on her since you first set foot on this boat. She is stunning, from the way her eyes twinkle with confidence, to how her skin glows in the sun or moonlight, to even the way she carries herself. She is self-assured, knows her worth, and isn't afraid to put others in their place. You found it insanely attractive, but you couldn't act on your feelings because being in a romantic relationship of the same gender is extremely taboo, so you buried your sinful thoughts away for only you to know.

"My Rosalie, you're amazing on the piano, isn't she y/n?" Linnet smiled as she admired her friend's talent on the piano. You blinked out of your trance, nodding.

“Oh yeah she’s very skilled, such lovely talent.”

Rosalie bowed her head and thanked you, and you smiled and walked away, trying not to stare too long.

You found yourself walking towards the deck, where you sipped champagne while staring at the night sky. The stars were beautiful tonight, and the Nile glistened just right in the moonlight; you wish you had someone to share this moment with, but the type of love you desire is forbidden in the eyes of others.

"May I join you, Ms. y/n?" You turn around to see Rosalie, the woman whom you adore.

“Oh Mrs. Otterbourne, of course you can join me” you welcomed her a little too eagerly.

“It’s Ms by the way I’m unmarried” she corrected and you nodded.

"Right my apologies," you said, she gave you a small smile understanding your mistake. You watched her as she leaned against the railing, the wind blowing through her light curls; her beauty was breathtaking, her skin soft and dewy, as if she had been blessed by Aphrodite herself. Your gaze was drawn lower as you examined her attire, which ranged from Coco Chanel to Madeleine Vionnet, it was very rare for people of color to have such money to buy luxurious clothing but she could.

“She’s looks beautiful in blue.”

“Excuse me?” You jolt from hearing her voice, “I- um” my god y/n can you be any more dense, you internally curse at yourself.

“Rosalie, y/n come join the festivities!” you were saved by a drunk Simon bursting through the doors trying to reel you back into the party, but you couldn’t go back and party not after almost accidentally revealing your feelings to your crush who happens to be another woman.

"No thank you, I'm a little tired, I think I'll go get some rest, goodnight to both of you," you said as you walked up the stairs towards your room.

While closing the door you let out a breath of air you didn’t realizing you were holding. You made your way to the bathroom wanting to wash off the embarrassment you were feeling, while in the shower all you could of was her and it was frustrating.

You tried to distract yourself by thinking about tomorrow's activities, they said everyone was going to see an ancient tomb, that should be fun you thought. You were rubbing in your moisturizer when you heard a light knock on your door. You weren't in the mood to open it, and you also didn't feel like talking to anyone so you ignored it.

“It’s me Rosalie, do you mind letting me in? I know you’re awake because your light is still on.” You gasped jumping up from your seat snatching your robe off the bed quickly putting it on.

“May I help you?” You ask politely.

“You know I’m not stupid and I don’t like bein’ played for a fool” she snickered walking pass you entering your room.

“Whatever do you mean Ms. Otter- um I mean Rosalie?” You questioned tying your robe tighter around you. She took a seat on your bed crossing her legs “I mean you y/n, don’t think I don’t notice those longing stares, the way you blush when I complement your blouse or perfume, the way you-“

“Please stop! I'm sorry, okay?" you say, flustered, “I'm going to stop everything; I'm not going to look at you, talk to you, or even breathe in your direction. I know you're probably disgusted with me for having feelings for a woman, and I know it's not right," you hung your head in shame, refusing to make eye contact with her, you can't believe she found out you didn't think you were that obvious. You sat down on the vanity seat, feeling nauseous.

“You’re absolutely right it is seen as wrong but I never said I cared” your head shot up in confusion to see her wearing a flirtatious smirk “I’m sorry if my advances seemed a little- what’s the word…vague? But I am also interested in you. So no need to go boo-hooin’ and apologizin’ darlin ” you couldn’t believe your ears, Rosalie was into you?

“Why didn’t you say anything before?”

“Well I found it amusing seeing you squirm but it was becoming a little too obvious so I came here tonight to tell you I feel the same way.”

To say you were elated was a complete understatement, the most beautiful woman you’ve met like you back. Unable to contain your excitement you let out a little giggle, Rosalie noticed and smiled, you got up and went to join her on the bed.

"So what now?" When you ask, she takes your hands in hers and places them in her lap.

She smiled at you with sincerity. "I am not ashamed in who I am but I’m also not dumb either we'll be known as friends to others, but to us it'll be much more" she rubbed your knuckles with her thumb while staring at you in awe "Well I should be off to my room now it's pretty late and don’t wanna raise questions" you frowned not wanting to see her go but knowing you'd see her tomorrow brought you joy.

"Night y/n and don’t forget I’ve got my eye on you.”

"Good night Rosalie," you smiled as she kissed your cheek and exited your room, and you watched her walk down to her room before returning to yours.

"Wow, what a night."

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axailslink · 1 year

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Them with daughters

Something quick because drill has taken over most of my life this weekend.

Shuri Udaku

Shuri's daughter is not spoiled at all; she was raised to be smart, beautiful and independent she does not brag about her wealth.

Rosalie Otterbourne

Rosalie's child is sheltered as fuck because Rosalie doesn't want her to experience what she has and she's also spoiled rotten. Gets whatever she wants.

Riri Williams

Riri's daughter is decked out I mean all of her money goes to her daughter and it shows because the baby has her own bonnet and everything clothes are organized, clean and fashionable.

Jamie Harrison

Loves children never thought she'd have her own. Does everything in her power to make sure her baby girl has whatever she wants because her folks gone.

Scotty (Vivienne Scott)

This is all new territory for her but she would try her best and she makes sure she knows everyone from her mother to Dean.

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axailslink · 1 year

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Lipstick Stain

Rosalie Otterbourne x poc FEM reader

Summary: You're being cute with Rosalie and kissing on her which leads Salome to notice a lipstick stain on her cheek.

Snippet from the fic: “ "I love that woman more than the stars in the sky love the dark." ”

You hate when Rosalie leaves to take on new shows with her aunt Salome. You tell her all the time that she should branch out on her own she's just as good as her aunt and you could be her manager but she laughs at the thought. So once a month you both prepare yourselves for a week or two without each other where her and her aunt travel to beautiful places to perform.

Rosalie packs her suitcase in a hurry while you watch sitting on your shared bed the sadness is evident in your eyes when she buckles the clasps she looks up and is immediately saddened too. "Y/n don't" you sigh and try to suck up the emotions that are soon to come pouring out of you like a fountain but it's of no use because when she approaches you and gently touches your cheek your eyes are quick to water. "Rose" she nods as she straddles your lap both of her hands finding their way to your face before the tears can fall "I know I know please don't cry because I'll cry and you look too beautiful you've got your makeup done and you're all dressed. Please." You nod as you peck her lips her smile is immediate as she wipes at the single tear that's found its way to her thumb and kisses right underneath your eye. "You're so easy to sadden we've done this many times dearest." The look you give Rosalie as she continues to rub your cheeks is the perfect example of love-struck. "It never stops hurting. I love you more than the stars in the sky love the dark Rosalie Otterbourne." Rosalie laughs and shakes her head "and I love you more than the sun loves the moon... But when the sun goes up the moon goes down and it's time for the sun to go up." She's always been better with her words truthfully it's kind of annoying but it can be endearing.

"Rose" Rosalie looks down at you "yes?" You make sure she's looking you in your eyes when you say "you've got a little something here" Rosalie looks back at the mirror in front of you both only for you to surprise her with a firm kiss on her cheek. When Rosalie turns around to face you again her smile is wide and lighting up not only the room but your emotions too. She has her ways. "Mhm c'mon give me a kiss beautiful. I'd tie you down and keep you here before I let you leave without kissing me good bye." You gently grab Rosalie's chin with your pointer finger and thumb making sure she's looking directly at you with half lidded love struck gaze she's giving you which only makes you smile as you pull her to you slowly closing the distance between you two. Rosalie expects your lips on her own but she's shocked when she feels your lips everywhere but on her own. You leave trails of kisses from her jaw to her neck and you don't stop as you get to the collar of her blouse in fact you unbutton it a bit so you can keep going until you reach just above her right breast. Rosalie lets you as her arms wrap around your neck keeping you close.

Rosalie's gaze turns towards the living room door as she hears creaking on her porch she''s quick to push you away seeing her aunt through the sheer curtain covering the front door peak through the window. "Shit I've lost track of time" you prop yourself up on the bed with your elbows as you watch her panic and grab her bags when she starts to head for the door you cock a brow. "You're forgetting something" Rosalie turns on her heel and thinks for a moment as Salome knocks on the front door impatiently "what? What am I forgetting?" You take your time getting up as you pull her to you by her waist she smiles but the panic is still written on her face. You pay it no mind that woman can wait. You press a soft firm kiss to her lips as you gently button her blouse covering the lipstick stains you placed only minutes ago. Rosalie being all hot and bothered only makes the kiss a lot more sensual as her hand grabs the back of your neck deepening the kiss causing you to let a moan of surprise. Usually Rosalie doesn't get like this because she knows she'll have to wait a week or two for her to act on the thoughts currently running through her mind but today she just can't help herself.

The deeper and sloppier the kiss gets the more impatient Salome gets her knocks become rapid and she's starting to shake the door handle now too. You're the one to break the kiss as you gasp for air while Rosalie only smiles knowing the effect she has on you. "Don't miss me too much" you smile and shake your head "I'd be a fool not to miss you." Rosalie nods in agreement as she finally answers the door and you follow behind her.

"About damn time Rosalie! Girl you ready?" Rosalie nods but Salome takes a moment to take in Rosalie's figure the way she walked with her bags she seemed a bit staggered as if her undergarments are wet, the way she looks a bit disheveled and the lipstick on her collar and cheek doesn't go unnoticed. "What happened to you love? You get into a fight with your lipstick this morning?" You keep quiet as you sit on the couch flipping through the newspaper. "No ma'am just running a bit late is all" Salome glances at you then Rosalie "was it your lipstick or your roommate? I've heard you not a good girl to have around mines." You smile as you answer "no ma'am I'd never hurt her. I wouldn't dare mess up that pretty face she's my best girlfriend." Yeah that she is.

Rosalie's aunt has never liked you and you think this is because you "corrupt" Rosalie and make her think she can be her own woman you're the reason she's got her own house and her own life... Almost. Rosalie smiles to herself but bites her inner cheek when Salome looks back at her. "Aunty you seemed to be knocking in a rush I think we'd better go." Salome nods as she turns around and makes her to the door Rosalie watches and waits for her to hit the corner in which she can no longer see inside the house before planting a soft kiss on your lips. "She doesn't hate you just so you know" you nod a bit unsure about that.

The car ride is long and silent for a while until Salome interrupts it "you and that girl need to be careful. Two pretty women in a nice house with no male visitors it ain't hard to know what's going on between you two." Rosalie smiles at the thought of you not paying attention to her words "I love her" Salome nods "I know you do the lipstick stains on your collar and cheek proves the same from her." Rosalie pulls out her handheld mirror and wipes gently at the lipstick left from earlier. "Oh no you don't understand. I love that woman more than the stars in the sky love the dark."

"Please tell me that doesn't mean I have to be nice to her." Rosalie's laugh is so loud it echoes as she leans into the seat and points her mirror at her aunt "I knew you liked her" Salome smiles to herself "she's alright...ish." Rosalie groans and grabs her arm shaking it "admit it she's lovely. She cooks and cleans and she looks so well doing it. Not only that she loves me just as much as I love her. No man has ever! So say iiiiiit." Salome shrugs "alright she's lovely."

A/n: it's been one busy fucking week man and next week is going to be the same.

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axailslink · 1 year

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The ole one bed trope

What is the one bed? Okay so basically it's where the characters are in a situation where they have to share a bed usually this in like enemies to lovers FICS. Alright let's get into the scenarios. ✌🏾💕

With characters I write for

Shuri Udaku

(You've been injured in battle and Shuri patches you up. To let you get some rest she suggests you take her bed but you refuse because she won't have anywhere to sleep.)

Shuri carefully helps you to her bed one hand on your lower back and the other resting in front of you in case you fall forward. She watches as you get comfortable before turning on her heel to make her leave but you mumble in your horse voice "where are you going?" Shuri glances at you while she grabs a blanket off the edge of the bed "The couch you need all the room you can g-" "no" you sit up slowly causing Shuri to run to your side "lay down Y/n" you shake your head no. "Absolutely not you can have your bed I'll take the couch." Shuri places her hand firmly on your bare tummy keeping you in place "I'll sleep in my bed if you do too the couch is not of the right comfort for your current state."

Shuri is watching you all night as you sleep making sure you don't turn or move too much. Eventually she wraps her arm around your torso so that she can sleep peacefully knowing you won't be able to accidentally cause harm to yourself.

Riri Williams

(You and your academic enemy Riri Williams have to share a bed in a hotel room on a trip off campus)

Riri glances at you momentarily but before your stare can meet hers she turns back towards the bed. "You want the right or the left side?" You shake your head and scoff "I'm not sleeping in the same bed as you" Riri rolls her "I don't think it's that big of a deal you stay on your side and I stay on mine" you nod slowly in agreement "that means your feet stay on your side too." Riri nods smiling a bit to herself.

Eventually you both end up sharing the bed because Riri refuses to let you sleep anywhere else because of comfort issues. When you wake the next morning you're practically tied together. Your legs are tangled in each other and her arms are wrapped around your waist. When Riri wakes she doesn't move because she doesn't want to disrupt your sleep and comfort.

Rosalie Otterbourne

(You need to spend the night over a friend's because you need the comfort and Rosalie who's crushing on you like a school girl doesn't mind.)

Rosalie thinks nothing of it in fact she suggests you cuddle "do you have enough blanket? I could get you another..." You shake your head as you let yourself cuddle with Rosalie your face in her neck. Rosalie can't sleep the whole night because you're so close to her breathing in her scent she's as still as a rock. you of course notice her lack of movement and mumble tiredly into her ear "I don't bite" she chuckles and whispers to herself "I'm sure I'd like it if you did." you do not hear Rosalie's words due to the exhaustion your body has carried with you all day.

Rosalie wakes first and is just admiring you but as soon as you wake up she's creating distance between you two trying to make sure you don't notice the feelings she obviously has for you.

Jamie Harrison

(Jamie invites you to her flat for the first time in your relationship.)

Jamie is fresh out the shower with her towel wrapped tightly around her body "you're staring" you turn your attention to the cover suddenly finding the pattern on it really interesting. "I wasn't" Jamie laughs and sits on the bed beside you "yeah you were don't fucking lie you're terrible at it!" You laugh and pull the blanket over the lower half of your body "man just get dressed so I can have someone to cuddle."

Jamie is a terrible sleeper you definitely wake up with her knee in your back but before that all is good and you're wrapped in her like she's the blanket covering you both.

Vivienne Scotty (Scotty)

(Times are rough and Scotty offers you a place to stay)

Scotty grabs a basket of blankets and starts to make herself a pallet on the floor you watch confused because Scotty's bed is definitely big enough for two people maybe four if you're lucky. "Scott" Scotty hums in return and you climb out of the bed grabbing her arm gently "there's room up here." Scotty shakes her head "no it's fine." You pull Scotty to you "it's your bed and you have work in the morning you need good sleep" Scotty smiles seeing how caring you are "so you want me to sleep with you? In that bed?" Scotty laughs nervously as she glances at your hand holding hers. "Yeah. In this bed. Tonight. Get up here."

There's a huge gap between the two of you it's nothing but cold blankets filling it. Scotty refuses to interrupt your space any more than she needs to so she's hanging off of the bed claiming she's comfortable. After a while you pull a sleeping Scotty on the bed only for her to roll over on you and not move for the rest of the night. She's embarrassed the next morning as you tell her how tight she was holding on to you.

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axailslink · 1 year

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The heart of a man

Rosalie Otterbourne x poc FEM reader

Part 1, Part 2

Summary: You have a diary in which you express how you want to be with a woman it finds its way into Rosalie's hand and she finds herself fascinated because she relates to too many of your words.

Snippet from the fic: “ You turn on your heel to approach the door but Rosalie grabs your arm firmly "with your permission I'd like to read the rest." ”

Everyone in the church scatters like roaches as church service finds itself coming to an end. Rosalie is of course one of the last as she speaks with the preacher asking about his family and well-being. When she turns to dismiss herself from the conversation she bumps into you and you're smitten. You know of Rosalie because everyone knows of Rosalie.

Rosalie is the embodiment of the word "independent" she was well raised by her aunt Salome Otterbourne and is also a bit like her in many ways but they differ when it comes to beauty. Rosalie's beauty is unlike any other her sharp facial features draw you in first then her alluring eyes will hold you in a demanding stare and soon your eyes will find their way to her lightly glossed and very kissable lips. You're brought back to reality when Rosalie speaks in that very distinct voice of hers "my apologies Y/n I hadn't noticed your presence" you shake your head "no you're perfectly fine Rosalie I was just leaving." The pastor sighs "you were trying to leave without my knowledge so I couldn't ask you to sing for the choir next Sunday? I've heard that voice you've got on you girl. Why don't you use it? Come sing for us." You place your leather journal down as you engage in conversation with the very persistent pastor.

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After convincing your pastor you'd make the church burn in flames if you sang, you leave in a hurry to get away before the first lady could try to convince you otherwise.

Rosalie finds herself staying behind to help clean. When she's finally finished your little journal peeking beneath a couple sheets of music papers catches her interest. She knows you wouldn't have left it purposefully so she grabs it before leaving she of course had thoughts on returning said journal but the urge to reveal its contents definitely overpowers the urge to return it.

Rosalie spends many nights reading the pages of your journal finding out who you really are and what you actually want from a relationship. She hadn't expected for these pages to be so intimate. None of these words had she ever expected to come from you.

Shy reserved Y/n you're truly the romantic type.

Rosalie feels like she truly knows you the more she reads she even has favorite quotes from your seemingly continuous daily entries but today she finds one specific entry very interesting it has no title which is odd because all the others do. Unlike the others this seems to be ramblings of your own thoughts and Rosalie's invested. So much that she's cuddled into her couch with a box of cracker jacks with her radio turned off so she can lose herself in your writing.

I truly believe I have no heart because when he smiles at me I feel nothing but HER presence makes me feel everything my heart speeds up and I get nervous. I want her in a way that I can't have her. I want Rosalie Otterbourne. I want to kiss her. I want to touch her. I want to love her the way this man thinks he loves me.

Rosalie shoots up from her spot so fast with no emotion but shock filling her mind. This is the first time a name has been mentioned throughout this leather book and it's her name.

In the earlier pages Rosalie's fingers ran over many words no one should say in the innocence of daylight for example what you'd want to do to a woman how you'd like to please a woman. It's all shocking to her that she's the woman you had in mind as you wrote such sinful things. You Y/n L/n want to please a woman and not just any woman but Miss Rosalie Otterbourne.

Rosalie is left speechless but her moment of shock is cut short when a loud and hard knock on her door breaks the silence of the room. Not used to visitors Rosalie tramples over the many books decorating her floor so well you wouldn't know there was carpet underneath. She makes her way to the closest gown which she pulls over her previously nude body before quickly approaching the door.

Rosalie was so enamored in your journal she hadn't noticed it was pouring down rain so when she opens the door she immediately welcomes you into her home. "Y/n why the visit?" Rosalie centers herself in front of you to avoid your sight of the journal which she isn't aware you had already caught sight of when you first entered. Your eyes take in the beautiful sight in front of you as you rid yourself of your coat "I was informed that you may have something that belongs to me Miss Otterbourne."

Rosalie ponders if she should lie but she chooses not to. Well…not fully anyways. Is making something up on the spot a lie? "Ah you mean the leather book, yes? I meant to return it I've just been occupied…" you don't believe her for a second it may not have taken her long to make herself presentable but the open state of your journal and her nervous expression makes it all clear.

She's read it. She's read every filthy thought that you've had about her. She's read how you want to put your tongue in places it shouldn't be and how you wish you could please her the way no man ever could.

"Was it a good read?" Rosalie's attention turns to the journal just for a moment before it lands back on you "oh yes it was a lovely read I'm deeply sorry that I didn't ask first…I found myself captiv-"

"Lovely you say and what about it was lovely Miss Otterbourne? My diction? Maybe my tone or perhaps it was the mention of your name?" You pick the journal up and look over the page smiling at your cursive and how beautiful her name looks written in black ink.

"I won't tell anyone I never meant to see it. I was curious is all your writing is amazing I couldn't put it down once I had read the first page. I find myself needing to read more" you nod "if you promise that you won't speak a word of this I'll be taking my leave." You turn on your heel to approach the door but Rosalie grabs your arm firmly. She doesn't feel it but your heart quickens from her warm touch "with your permission I'd like to read the rest."

A/n: Part 2 is already in the works and will be a bit longer this is a filler chapter. Also before anyone can say it yes I've not made a fic in a while I know it's just that school is bussing my ass but thankfully my wifi went out so I had some time today.

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axailslink · 1 year

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Fluff where Rosalie Otterbourne kisses the reader

Kiss me while no one's watching

Summary: Rosalie enjoys a night of you gently rocking her to the beat of the music at a local ladies bar. Seeing as you're the only woman there she considers her type she takes her shot and asks for a kiss.

Snippet from the fic: “ "What kind of woman is Rosalie Otterbourne? The kind that likes to be kissed while no one's watching" ”

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Rosalie can't stop the smile that spreads on your face when you twirl her around and she gently grinds herself against you "you dirty dancing on me?" She laughs immediately shaking her head "you're the one guiding me" it's your turn to laugh now.

The night had been boring before she arrived, of course, there were many other women but none came into the room the way she did. She caught your attention so fast the ice in your drink had time to melt while you watched her walk around eying everyone. Her eyes may have found yours a few times and you weren't afraid to stare back in fact your eyes wandered every part of her from her head to the shoes on her feet. While your wondering eyes were not at all subtle neither were hers she had her eyes set on you too watching as you spoke to the other women watching as you watched her. When she approached you she couldn't hide her uneasiness that's something you hadn't expected from this woman you knew nothing of but the way she walked was elegant and demanded attention and you were quick to give it to her.

"You right you right" you laugh as you place your head on the dip of her shoulder and neck as you continue to sway her body against your own keeping a reasonable distance between you both. You can't help but breathe her scent in her perfume smells sweet you can't describe it but it's pleasant as it wraps around the both of you fogging your mind with thoughts of her. "I've enjoyed dancing with you" you hum at her words before replying just above a whisper so only she can hear "then you'll enjoy kissing me too" you don't see it but Rosalie smiles to herself "here?" She glances around "no I like my privacy... I know you're probably not a car girl but let me walk you to your car and maybe we see how the night goes?" She hums and glances around "how about I show you the kind of woman I am?" She pulls away to see your face now and you can't complain at the view in front of you but the feeling of having her so far away from you works your nerves.

"What kind of woman are you Rosalie Otterbourne?" She smiles and backs away taking your hand with her slowly creating distance but you don't let it break as you follow her she walks you to a backroom which you aren't sure either of you should be in but what does that matter? "What kind of woman is Rosalie Otterbourne? The kind that likes to be kissed while no one's watching" she closes the door behind you and she's quick to walk over to you but doesn't move seeing as you're rooted to the floor and avoiding eye contact. "You're nervous" you shake your head even though you admit you are indeed nervous "how can I not be? A beautiful woman stands with me alone in a room neither of us own requesting a kiss. I'm scared shitless." You finally build the urge to walk forward and grab her hand all while your heart is pounding so hard in your chest you can hear it in your ears.

"Do you think I'm not? Scared shitless?" Rosalie smiles at you now it's a nervous one she hadn't worn a nervous smile all night it's beautiful more beautiful than her normal one it shows true emotion true beauty. "Beautiful is a trait we both share I'm nervous just looking at you because I know you wouldn't have to say much to get me to kiss you." Your heart is continuously pounding so hard you're scared she might feel it just by touching your wrists. You pull her to you carefully hands firm on her waist keeping her close so that you get the best view of her. "What would I have to say?" You ask taking a glance at her small pretty lips. You're both so close now that you're practically breathing in her perfume while she's doing the same with you "not a damned word."

That's all the words exchanged before she's grabbing you and pulling you to her by your dress. Though she's nervous surprisingly she initiates the kiss she's groping every part of you usually something of this sort would make you feel disgusted and violated but from her, these touches have quite a different effect. You can't help yourself as you grab one of her wandering hands and place it firmly on your upper thigh she pulls away for a moment from the kiss glancing at the sudden hand placement. She doesn't move an inch instead she takes a moment to stare at you in amazement before kissing down your neck and returning to your lips.

Her lips are swollen and covered in saliva so are yours but what does that stop? Nothing as your hands are wandering up her dress touching every piece of skin you can get your hands on. You stop only when you feel her undergarments in the way although the touches and kisses you've shared tonight have proven she wouldn't stop you there's no way you could go that far. As if the universe has read your mind the rattling of the door shoots every ounce of fear only God can instill in you through your veins. You're quick to back away from the door but Rosalie stays there rubbing her eyes makeup covers her hands and her eyes are glassy as if she's been crying.

What is this? Not only is she beautiful she's incredibly smart if she's going to do what you think she is. When the door opens a woman stands and immediately worries for Rosalie who's whimpering and has her head down "I'm sorry me and my friend wondered inside in hopes of some privacy. I just lost my husband to the war and I don't know how to react to all this commotion nowada-" the woman doesn't let her finish as she shakes her head "I completely understand I'm so sorry no one uses this room any way you just take your time miss." Rosalie nods as the woman slowly shuts the door when Rosalie's sure she's gone she turns back to you and you give her a soft clap. "I applaud you miss Otterbourne you put on a good show." Rosie smiles "well I couldn't let her interrupt us now could I?" You smile as she approaches you "I'd guess not... Beautiful and quick on her feet you've got to be a conwoman" Rosalie shrugs "no con woman just a woman that knows what she wants and right now I want to get out of here" you raise a brow "and go where?" She hums as she searches for an answer "my hotel room. Your house. Your bedroom. Possibly that pretty automobile of mine either way I'll be satisfied." You nod slowly "alright Rosie which will it be?" Rosalie smiles at the nickname you just gave her while you stare at her messed-up makeup and can't help but smile. "I prefer a warm bed what's your house like?"

A/n: Typed this up right before bed please enjoy ☺️ I should probably learn to post at a reasonable time. (I honestly forgot this was a request while I was writing so uhm my bad.😅)

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axailslink · 1 year

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You gone let her wear that?

With all of the characters I write for starting with...

Riri Williams x poc FEM reader

Riri watches as you look in the mirror at your fit it's the tiniest clothes you own your crop is tight against your breasts and your jeans are tighter hugging your ass perfectly. Your crop is cut off right below the tiddies you can't reach up or you're giving the whole world a full view of the goodies. One of Riri's friends notices this and mumbles "so you just gone let her wear that?" Riri looks over at you and shrugs "I'm five foot one and she could rock my shit real smooth so yeah she got all the free range plus I'm not her daddy" "our neighbors would beg to differ" you mumble but Riri catches your words and smiles to herself.

Rosalie Otterbourne x poc FEM reader

Not many people are aware of your relationship with Rosalie but your brother is very aware and always finds something to comment on. Today's topic is that your dress is too showy. "Rose, how can you let your woman just walk around showing everything? Her legs and bosom are just in plain view what if some man decides to just snatch her up?" Rosalie looks up from her book and places her pen inside it before answering. "As you said, MY woman. She's my woman so I needn't worry about some man who could barely afford the shoes she has on her feet." You smile to yourself as your brother glances at your heels. "No other man nor woman could afford her likes and needs. I won't have that problem. However, you should check on your woman." Damn you can't help but smile to yourself that woman just gets so much finer when she speaks.

Jamie Harrison x poc FEM reader

You pull on your tiny shorts and kiss Jamie she smiles at you and shakes her head "damn you're really something." Leanne watches you both with pure disgust written all over her face "she's dressed like a slut and she's going to leave like that...you're going to let her leave like that?" Jamie nods "yes she can dress however she wants I'm no fucking cop I'm not going to hell her what she can and can't wear." Jamie rolls her eyes and plants a soft kiss on your cheek "like what the fuck?"

Vivienne Scott (Scotty) x poc FEM reader

Scotty gets dressed for work as you get dressed too and she's watching as you keep pulling on clothes and then taking them off not satisfied with the finished product. Dean watches you both struggle to pick out your outfits for the day and he notices how your clothes are barely covering anything. "Goodness gracious Y/n do you own anything for the winter season? Scotty, she just walks around half clothes all the time?" Scotty slowly looks up from her dresser "I hadn't noticed but if that's what she wants to wear I have no problem with it... Now that you say that who else sees you every day?" Oh good Lord, you sigh "Scotty don't do that whole obsessed thing damn it Dean now she's going to be stalking every person that looks in my direction. Dean shrugs "she should be you're practically dressed in your underwear." You pull on a hoodie and grab Scotty by her face "don't worry you have nothing to be upset about ignore Dean he's being a dick because he can't get no dick."

Shuri Udaku x poc FEM reader

Everyone's quick to take notice of your clothing but only one person speaks about your clothing. Okoye gently nudges Shuri "princess are you aware of what your partner is wearing?" Shuri nods as she recharges her gauntlets with more vibranium "yes my girlfriend is wearing a skirt that's a bit above mid-thigh and her shirt is skin tight." Okoye blinks expecting her to say more but she doesn't because she doesn't feel the need to. Okoye gawks at your clothing "so you're going to let her leave like that?" Shuri looks up at Okoye "yes I'll never tell her what she can and can't do she'll try to fight me. Even though I'd surely win I don't want to test how much she cares about my life when it comes to her clothing choice."

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axailslink · 1 year

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What kind of fair date are they?

A/n: I know it's no longer fair date season (at least not where I live) but I just have to do it in honor of valentine's day coming up but that has nothing to do with this fic anyways enjoy.

Riri williams 🤎

(Definitely eats all the sweets and complains about it later.)

Riri has stopped for every food or sweet related truck since you both arrived and you're not upset but oh she's going to be later when she's throwing up and calling you. While Riri focuses on what you're both going to eat you're currently tossing rings around these dumb fucking glass milk bottles hoping to get her a teddy or something to take home. You've been at it for ten minutes now you probably spent more money here than for the bracelets on both your wrists but you're determined. You smell something sweet behind you and that's all you need to know that tells you that it's Riri. She places a gentle peck on your lips as you continue tossing the plastic rings "what'd you get me?" She shrugs "nachos and got myself cotton candy I'm not all that hungry" you nod as you finally toss your last ring. "Not hungry or full of the ice cream you bought earlier?" Riri laughs and shrugs "I'll regret it later right now eat one of these nachos" Riri carefully lifts one to your mouth and you eat it. "Fucking weirdo" you comment as you chew it and return to the tossing game. "Fucking loser" she replies seeing as you suck at this whole ring tossing game thing.

Shuri Udaku 🤎

(wins all the booth games and gives you the teddies she wins because you claimed you never got one from the fair.)

Shuri has stacked up on the amount of teddy bears she's won for you she's damn near played every set up game here. At first you were flattered but now you're wondering where the hell you're going to put all of these plushies and teddy bears. "My love I think we should go now..." Shuri shrugs "I have one more game one more plush to win. "You've won damn near everything I think you've made your point" Shuri sighs "you told me you could never win the crooked games at the fair so I'm going to win everyone. Can you let me do that for you?" You can't help but smile and shake your head "we're going to be here all fucking night" you sigh and sit on the edge of the booth "but go ahead I enjoy watching you spend your money." Shuri rolls her eyes and laughs.

Rosalie Otterbourne 🤎

Pretty girl refuses to get on any of the rides but loves anything that will possibly get her wet or dirty (rides the animatronic bull) *let's just imagine she went to a fair in our time you know since her character is based in like the 1930s*

Rosie does not know how to have fun she's been stuck to you like glue since you've arrived she's more attracted to the set up booths than the actual rides. You've finally managed to pull her away from the set up booths you can see she's bored but she says nothing as she carefully walks over the grass trying not to scuff her shoes. Her eyes finally catch something that grabs her attention quickly "hold this" Rosalie leaves you with her wallet as she hurriedly goes over to the woman controlling the bull you sigh and follow behind. When you catch up she's already on the bull holding onto the rope you pay the woman as you put her name on the list and watch. Rosalie's beautiful smile is quick to return to her face as the woman turns the bull on. It starts slow first and she's easily holding on with one hand but it's quick to speed up and you're just laughing as she struggles to keep on but she's not letting go easily. She's glancing at you while the bull is going back and forth wildly causing her hair to unpin. After a while the bull moves erratically causing her to finally fall but she's quick to get up and laugh it off. You shake your head as she walks over and hugs you laughing in your ear. "You should go next" you shake your head "absolutely not" she pulls you towards the bull "yes! C'mon have fun show me how long you can ride the bull" she winks at you and you nod. "Oh you want to see how long I can ride?" She nods "yeah show me a little something something" she shakes her shoulders and you laugh watching her as she pulls you to the woman.

Jamie Harrison 🤎

Tries hard to win you teddies but is kind of a sore loser so you win them for her instead will she act completely pissed yeah? Will she cherish that teddy for life? Absolutely.

Jamie has won nothing it's amusing to watch her try so hard then win nothing in return. You enjoy watching her little fits afterwards she's mumbling curses and rubbing her hands together. She sees you laughing and she's quick to cock her brow "what? You can do better?" You nod "baby I can do best pick a game any game." Jamie walks over to the balloon popping game and you sigh "I fucking hate this game" Jamie smiles and kisses your cheek "for good luck smartass" you pay the man and he hands you three darts. "Alrighty miss you get three darts and three chances to get three of the same color but since you're so pretty how about you get any three of them colors I give you a small prize?" You laugh "nah I'm aiming for a big one for my girl" the guy nods and moves out of the way. With ease you pop three red balloons and Jamie's a sore fucking loser as she watches you give her the plush she was supposed to give you instead. "I don't like you" you laugh and walk off "you weren't saying that last night" you sing Jamie smiles to herself as she follows behind you. "Obviously I was too busy teaching you how to play the guitar!" You laugh and correct yourself "I'm sorry I meant the night before last."

Vivienne Scott (Scotty) 🤎

Scotty strays away from the booth games claiming that they are "fixed"

"C'mon you don't want to get on the rollercoaster and you won't eat here because let's be honest seven dollars for ice cream is fucking ridiculous... Just play one of the booths with me and win us a teddy bear or something." Scotty shakes her head as she glances at the closest booth "they're all fixed they just take your money and you get no prize" you hum and shake your head "nah you probably just suck at the games" you nudge her shoulder and she scoffs "I do not" you nod slowly "you literally have no hand correlation you couldn't catch a ball in slow motion." Scotty laughs and shakes her head "I could... possibly" you laugh and grab her hand "well don't worry your hands are good for something else." Scotty stares at you and shakes her head in disappointment "really? That doesn't make me feel better I want to win you a plush" you smile and pull her towards the booth. "Then go on win me a teddy big head" Scotty smiles at you "if I lose this booth is rigged" you shake your head "nah you just fucking suck."

A/n: Not really edited because I'm terrible at editing and watching the TWD at the same. Anyways happy early valentine's or not because not everyone celebrates holidays.

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axailslink · 1 year

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Go big or go home

Rosalie Otterbourne x poc FEM reader

Summary: Rosalie likes that you take interest in her but it's too bad she knows she might only see you once. Well go big because home for her is very far.

Rosalie Otterbourne Salome Otterbourne's niece and manager she is a real find rare in today's world her walk has class and so does her style there are not many words to describe it. You don't see many black women with such power it attracts you immediately you've been eyeing her since the music came to the party. She's quick to ask the man for the money for her entertainment but he doesn't see why she should have it before which leads her to say "so if you want a little music I want to see some green or whatever color money is in your country." Those words make you chuckle as her eye catches yours but she quickly returns her attention back to the man as he hands her a small envelope which she smiles at. When he leaves she lets her gaze fall on you while she lifts her hands up as if to signal the music to start. When she approaches you you cross your legs and smile "miss Rosalie Otterbourne the woman you are." She smiles as you praise her "I couldn't say the same for you I don't know of you but you sure do like keeping an eye on me" you nod "my apologies I just can't keep myself contained when I see such a beautiful black woman in charge. I'm Y/n" Rosalie smiles and hums "well Y/n I like to take charge and if you say I'm beautiful it must be true.

You both listen to the music your eyes never leave each other the whole night you listen to her talk about her pride and how she enjoys singing. "Dance with me" she smiles and shakes her head "we shouldn't" you nod "I understand." She can see how this makes your smile drop a bit "we can't if we could I'd dance with you all night long..." Rosalie glances at her aunt as she approaches you both "the night is coming to an end Rosalie I think we've seen enoug-" "I would like to take a guest with us for the night." Salome eyes you up and down but says nothing to you "well then let's go." You follow Rosalie without question as the driver opens the door she grabs your hand and pulls you in. Salome only spares you both a few glances "you're taking me home?" Rosalie smiles "I'm taking you somewhere we can dance all night long and not be judged for the most part."

When you both arrive at the hotel you try to act as if you've been there but truth be told you've never seen anything like it. Rosalie's hand is quick to leave yours when you both exit the car. When you walk inside it's hard not to gawk at the beauty you find yourself staring at everything even the floor. Rosalie says goodnight to her aunt who has decided to stay in the dining area for a nightcap. While you both run to her room when you both are in she closes the door and locks it you're quick to pick her up and spin her around. "Finally alone." She laughs as you put her down but she pauses and glances at your lips she seems so hesitant you don't want to kiss her if she doesn't want the same. In this day and age this wasn't right in many people's eyes so maybe she was a bit hesitant for that reason. "I'm sorry I just haven't moved this fast in a while. Forgive me" You nod "I would never force yo-" she laughs "I know I do not hesitate because I do not like you I hesitate because I don't want to be hurt."

She kisses you anyway not giving you a chance to ask about her last comment your hands reach her waist as she gently pulls away. "You said you do not want to be hurt yet you throw yourself fully into the fire" she shrugs "it's how I've always been "go big or go home" my aunt says." She smiles "I don't live in the past and I don't get hurt so you best not hurt me." You nod slowly "good let's play some music" she turns the radio up in the room not too loud of course to disturb others but just enough and returns to you jazz plays through the small speaker. You take her hand gently and turn her around and she gently sways against you her dress rising as her hands ride up her sides "you are a fool girl dirty dancing" you shake your head and look her up and down as she lets herself dance and turn around to face you with a big smile on her face. "Maybe a bit of a fool" you can't help but smile when she lets her hands rest behind your head giving you both a moment to just stare at each other and notice every little thing. You notice the scar on her forehead you can't help but wonder how she got it and hum "so you are a jazz girl?" She shrugs "I'm a whatever plays on the radio kind of girl don't tell my aunt that though she loves the blues." You laugh "I won't" you notice Rosalie's gaze leaves you and turns to her bed in the room you can see where her thoughts are leading but you thought she was classier than this. Surely.

"I might not see you again we travel so very often..." For the first time tonight you see her facial expression sadden for a moment but her smile quickly returns as she lets her hands climb their way down your neck, past your breast, and stop at your waist she gently pulls your loose fit satin felt dress up. "Do you want to do this?" You ask her surely "go big or go home" she replies and you grab her hand "well I ain't going home" you smile and lead her to the bed "but I do like going big" she smiles as you kick your heels off and crawl onto the bed. Finally after so much dancing you feel her lips again and it's undescribable nothing can explain how she makes you feel like you're in heaven kissing an angel but also like you're in hell being tortured by a demon that constantly dangles your freedom in front of your face... That's what the kiss feels like freedom. Even if it's just for a night locked in a room hiding from the reality on the outside of the door.

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Letitia Wright

Playing Rosalie Otterbourne in Death on the Nile 2022

Rosalie Otterbourne is said to be the boarding school friend of Linnet Ridgeway but she's also Salome Otterbourne's niece and manager. She knows how to handle her financials well and she doesn't sign without reading. Rosalie likes her cash up front too. She plays the piano and sometimes sings with her aunt.

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Rosalie Otterbourne

Just watched the movie y'all ready for these fics? For her to start rolling in? I got one request to work on for her

Ignore the bad quality I've got better coming

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Thanks to the secrecy of your relationship with Rosalie she's developed quite the kink whenever you're having intimate nights she's purposely loud making sure others hear because truthfully the thought of getting caught turns her on more. She also enjoys scaring the shit out of you by randomly pulling you into rooms knowing others are not far.

Rosalie's hands crawl up your skin underneath your dress causing it to bunch up at your hips "Rosalie" you murmur her name remembering the people just outside the door who can come in at any minute. Rosalie is unfazed as she continues letting her hands gently caress your form while dropping to her knees and kissing up your thighs. "Rosalie" you grab her hands and she glances up at you now "yes dearest?" You can't help but sigh at the insane amount of immaturity from your lover right now as you remind her that "we're in public Rose." Rosalie nods in agreement knowing very well of your current situation. "Someone could see" she only nods as she rids you of your underwear "I know."

Let's just say Rosalie don't give a fuck and I do mean not one.

"Someone could come in right now Rose"

"Don't you want them to? I want them to see. I want them to see exactly how good I can please my woman. I want to make them jealous because they know their husbands and wives could never deliver such pleasure to them. Doesn't the fear of being found out excite you?"

"No Rosalie it's fear it scares me shitless someone could come in any moment! Give my damned underwear!" You whisper shout as you reach for her hand but she snatches it back and laughs "no. I think I'll keep them until we get home."

Things I think Rosalie would do

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Are you going to continue heart of a man, the Rosalie story?

It’s really good and I loved it, I absolutely love your writing! :)

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The heart of a man

Rosalie Otterbourne x poc FEM reader

Part 2, Part 1

Summary:

Snippet from the fic: “ "Help me find the answer to my question" you nod immediately "yes whatever you ask of me I don't mi-" you're cut off mid-sentence as Rosalie places a firm kiss on your lips you stand amazed by her boldness but you're only amazed for a second before you kiss back with the same amount of passion. ”

"I'm sorry?" Rosalie doesn't hesitate to repeat herself "I'd like to read the rest" it's just writing and she's already read the worst part. So why does it even matter? "Why? You should be disgusted with me" Rosalie doesn't give you an answer to your question instead she takes the leather book her fingers tracing over yours as she does cause you to get that nervous feeling Rosalie read about earlier.

"I have an interest" she flips to the page with her name on it "you can stay while I read but I'm hoping I can find an answer to a question I've been asking myself for a very long time." You sit on the edge of a couch watching as she reads and without looking guides herself to the couch sitting right beside you comfortably. One of her legs is propped up on one of yours raising her gown just a bit.

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For hours Rosalie reads and you watch with wonder. You wonder why she cares so much, you wonder why she finds this book a good read, you wonder if she has possibly felt the same emotions towards a woman and that's why she's so fascinated with this leather journal... Of course not that's ridiculous.

Rosalie isn't afraid to ask questions as she reads she'll stop every few pages with many questions rolling off of her tongue some are easy to answer but the more questions she asks the harder they become to answer.

"Who's the man you speak of when you say he?"

"A man that takes interest in me"

"Have you ever slept with him?"

"... Yes"

The questions are odd but justified honestly right now you'll answer any question she asks as long as the contents of the journal stay between you and her. If this journal was to become public knowledge it'd ruin you and Rosalie.

When the words on the paper come to a stop you can see the unsatisfied facial expression that she wears so clearly her face is crunched in a frown drawing her eyebrows down and her lips pursed. "I finished and I have more questions than answers" you nod slowly praying to God this doesn't upset her "I apologize Miss Otterbourne but I must take my leave." Rosalie hands you the book with her face painted blue. You can't stand seeing her sad so you mumble your next words "is there anything I can do?" Rosalie looks at you with an unnerving facial expression but you prompt her to speak as you take her hand in yours gently rubbing your thumb over it comfortingly.

"Help me find the answer to my question" you nod immediately "yes whatever you ask of me I don't mi-" you're cut off mid-sentence as Rosalie places a firm kiss on your lips you stand amazed by her boldness but you're only amazed for a second before you kiss back with the same amount of passion. When you both pull apart your mind is jumbled "I'm confused what's the question?" Rosalie laughs to herself "I don't know but forget those questions I want to do that again if you'll let me." You nod "I'll let you but I have to ask am I allowed to touch you?" Rosalie has spent many nights reading your journal entries so she knows exactly what you're asking and where you want to touch her. Truthfully she's been craving it. She's been craving your touch imagining herself with you as her fingers were curled deep inside of her and her body tensed up signaling her climax nearing. She said the book was a lovely read.

Rosalie doesn't hesitate as she nods giving you confirmation of free range. It's as if some hidden chains are unlocked from your wrist when she nods because your hands are quick to roam her body caressing every part of her. Your hands grab at her waist keeping her close one moment then the next moment they find themselves guiding one of her legs around your waist sliding her gown up her thighs slowly all while kissing up her neck to her lips "You wrote..." Rosalie gasps between the kisses. Trying to speak and keep up with your movements is a bit too much for her but seeing as she's distracted too much to speak and her voice is wavering you slow down. The kisses are no longer feverish and your touches are slow and intimate almost like a gentle massage.

"Yes?" You ask prompting her to speak while you're paying attention.

"You wrote how you wanted to please me like a man..." Coming from her mouth these words suddenly seem a bit embarrassing but you nod because embarrassing or not you wrote them and every word is true. "You don't have to try hard" not understanding what she means you let go of her leg letting it fall to your side as you squint your eyes in confusion "do you want me to touch you like that? Touch you as a man would?" Rosalie shakes her head in disgust "no why touch me like a man would when you can touch me as a woman will? When I touch myself I'm gentle and careful but I touch every part of me that needs to be touched... I want you to touch me like that." You're staring at Rosalie as she's maintaining that deadly eye contact "That's what you explained in that little book of yours you want to touch me like a woman. So do so." Rosalie grabs your hand and guides it to the edge of her gown pulling it above her thighs "you seem hesitant you've already kissed me. Why stop now?"

Honestly, you weren't hesitant until she brought it up it's like she conjured this feeling into you just by speaking of it. You weren't hesitant when you wrote everything you did everything you dreamed everything you imagined. So why hesitate? Is it her bold demanding stare or the beautiful eyes behind that stare? Rosalie is irritated seeing you hesitant because why get her all worked up to stop here? She's quick to shake herself from your grip grabbing your journal and flipping through it hastily "here it reads "I want my fingers to touch every part of her skin-" she flips through the journal again "-and here it reads "no man's mind nor body can do what I have thought of doing to her..." I am right here I am half-clothed and you hesitate. Please. Touch me." You're not sure what snaps in your brain when she says "please" but it's at this moment that every ounce of hesitation leaves your body and mind.

You grab her by her waist pulling her to you slowly "Rosalie say that again" she raises her brow in confusion "what?"

"Beg me to touch you Rosalie" the smile that spreads on her face is a joyous one "please touch me Y/n however you wish but I ask that you do it as a woman will. Not a man." The kiss that follows behind these words from Rosalie's mouth is a sinful and sloppy one but you don't mind it as Rosalie takes this as her turn to let her hands roam your body. You both find it hard to stay upright with Rosalie's sudden rough nature and it's not long before she trips over a pile of books and onto the couch behind it. Rosalie laughs and that makes you smile immediately as you grab her arm to pull her up but she pulls you down on top of her.

"Miss Otterbourne" she hums hearing her name roll off your tongue "yes?" You peck her lips as you say "the woman you are" she smiles and returns your words "the woman you are."

Rosalie shrugs her gown off her shoulders as she sits up and pushes you back on the couch straddling your lap as she does so. "You should use those hands now..." She grabs your hands gently playing with your fingertips before slowly guiding them along her gown bunching it up at her waist. You circle them to the inside of her thighs surprised to feel no undergarments as you push past her inner thighs. Rosalie doesn't let her eyes move from you as your hands glide underneath her gown that's loosely hanging off her shoulders giving you a relatively inviting view of her beasts. Your touch is gentle as you use your thumb to carefully rub over her clit allowing a light whimper to escape her pretty little lips. you take notice of how her body flinches for a moment. She's sensitive.

"Rosalie" she groans in annoyance as she grabs your hand planting it firmly "actions are better than words."

When Rosalie wakes you're long gone and so is the book it's as if you were trying to get rid of the evidence of the night or so that's what Rosalie thought until she turns on her side to see a new journal nothing like the old one. There's no worn-out leather keeping it pulled together or pen marks just a simple clean new one Rosalie sits up and grabs it letting her fingers graze the new leather journal she opens it and can't help but smile at your handwriting as it reads; my journal consisted of my fantasies I want this one to consist of yours I bet you're one hell of a writer Miss Otterbourne.

Rosalie's smiling like a fool until she remembers it's a Sunday morning and she's late to church service and she's never been happier to go than she is today.

Rosalie's hurriedly getting dressed but it's hard to find something that does a good job covering the hickeys you littered down her body last night she results to a pair of trousers and a loose fitting button up before she leaves the house in a hurry with only her leather book and bible. When she arrives she's out of breath but she makes it just as praise and worship time has started meaning she can slip in without much notice from others. You notice her immediately but you can't look while he's standing beside you so close to you. You try so hard not to look that you don't notice she's sitting right beside you when the scripture reading starts.

Rosalie can't take her eyes off of you not even for a second and the mystery man doesn't go unnoticed in fact he is very noticeable. He's never been to this church service a day in Rosalie's life so who the hell is he and why is he so close to you? Finally, he leaves for the bathroom and Rosalie looks at you with a questioning expression. "Who's he?" You flip through your bible trying to find the scripture your preacher just called out "a man" Rosalie cocks her head because who in the hell are you trying to play a fool? "A man?" You nod as you finally find the scripture and can glance at her.

"Is he the man?" You hold your stare not being able to answer her question "in my writings?" She nods and you mumble your reply not too happy with how you know this will make Rosalie feel "yes." "You invited him here?" Your grip on the bible is becoming slippery as your hands sweat from the nerves boiling inside of you. "He asked" Rosalie nods and smiles returning to the church service she says nothing to you for the rest of the service all she does is watch and observe. She observes the way this man carries himself, the way he looks at you and his actions the way he has his hand on your lower back. Jealousy is the word expressing every action that Rosalie is about to do as the church service ends "hey brother I've never seen you here son you new to the family?" The distraction she needs comes into plain view and she's grabbing your hand and dragging you to the bathroom.

"Rose. I didn't think it would bother you so much" Rosalie scoffs as she unbuttons her blouse "really? So you think I just go around throwing myself at everyone interested in me? Hm? You think I'm just some experiment for you?" You have never once thought these things of Rosalie but you don't know how to calm her down. "You wrote about me yet you walk around with him in the daylight..." You sigh as you grab Rosalie's hands and look her straight in the face "Rose I feel things for you that I don't feel for him I'm sorry you had to wake to a cold bed this morning I'm sorry you had to see me with him and I'm sorry I've woken these feelings within you. I'm so sorry Rosalie I let myself get wrapped up in the idea of you." Rosalie furrows her brows and snatches her hands away from you "you're speaking as if you're going to choose him... A man you know you don't love." Before you can deny it Rosalie nods she's already accepted it because she knows that's what you'll surely do.

"You let yourself get wrapped up in the idea of me. A woman. The only person you seem to truly have eyes for you are the most idiotic, indecisiv-" She's right and you can't even be mad at her for calling you such things but you also can't help but notice how amazingly beautiful she looks right now yelling at you with her blouse unbuttoned. "You are the most ridiculous women I've met but you are so damned beautiful... I hate you why'd you have to come along and confuse me?" You lick your lips as you glance from her eyes to her lips "I'm sorry Rosalie" your words leave your mouth and tickle against Rosalie's lips as she sighs and closes the distance between you two.

The kiss is feverish just like your first but this time you're in God's house and something about the feeling of being caught makes you both a lot bolder. Rosalie loosens her trousers and pulls you closer "touch me" you don't hesitate this time letting your hand dip inside of Rosalie's trousers rubbing her clit through her underwear. Rosalie lets her head fall onto your shoulder muffling her whimpers "Y/n" you hum in response as you quickly grab hold of her trousers unbuttoning them all the way. "Y/n" Rosalie's panicked tone of voice catches your attention immediately causing you to look at the bathroom door handle seeing it rattle.

"Shit..." Rosalie pulls away from you immediately not knowing what to do as she buttons her trousers you open the door to the first lady who shares a look of concern. "Rosalie found herself emotional from the pastor's words today I was just comforting her" that doesn't explain Rosalie's unbuttoned blouse or messy lipstick but it'll work for now. "Oh well excuse me ladies I have to use the ladies room." You and Rosalie nod out of respect before quickly wandering to the main room. You can't help but laugh at Rosalie's worried expression and she's shaking her head "you're a bad influence." You shrug "I simply did what you asked of me if we weren't interrupted I would have done more."

Rosalie can't help the smile on her face right now and as she's looking at you it only grows even though not long ago she was upset with you. "You've got my trousers all wet" she mumbles awkwardly pulling on her pants and you laugh "I got your trousers wet if I remember correctly it was you who said "touch m-" your moment is interrupted as he comes back and Rosalie's quick to stare him down. "Y/n you ready to go?" Rosalie looks at you expecting an answer but how do you tell this man no? Rosalie can read your nerves before she buts in "we have Bible study tonight sorry she's coming with me."

"Bible study? Y/n? Since when did you start reading God's words like that? I love a woman who knows God's words." You laugh nervously seeing Rosalie's obvious jealousy as she watches every move you make "sorry we really have to go it's and all night thing." The man sighs "well I drove you here I could drive y'all both home."

Rosalie smiles "sir are you assuming I don't own an automobile?" The guy immediately is full of nerves but Rosalie has that effect on people it's one of the many things you love about her. "Well, usually the men of the house..." As if sensing he's said something wrong he pauses in his sentence "well I really am holding you ,beautiful women, back you two have a lovely day and Y/n I'd love to see you next Sunday maybe we can have dinner at your place..?" You give no answer as Rosalie mocks just above a whisper "oh Y/n maybe we could have dinner he doesn't have a clue as to what you really want." You're quick to grab the back of Rosalie's shirt in a firm grip "Rose." Rosalie smiles as he walks off "yes?"

"You're acting like a child" Rosalie hums as she takes off her heels "and you're hurting my feelings Y/n you have to choose live a lie or live with me. I will not be the woman you kiss behind the closed church bathroom door. If I was to hide I would rather be hiding with you not without. So what do you want?" Rosalie leaves you with that question as she walks barefoot outside of the church not upset just stressed.

A/n: I panicked when writing the intimate scene so I just didn't finish it 🤷🏾‍♀️ I mean hey shit happens. Anyways posting this before I have classes enjoy while I work on the Judy Harmon fic.

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The smallest touch makes her go weak

Rosalie hates to admit but your touch makes her go weak it can be something as simple as letting your hand run over her neck fingers gliding down her collar bone across her chest. This should be something comforting to her but it's quite the opposite her undergarments feel tighter as she crosses her legs and suddenly she's finding it hard to breathe your hand stops because you've noticed her sudden struggle to be comfortable. "Rose?" She whimpers in response causing you to smile to yourself "what's wrong baby?" Rose opens her eyes slowly but they stay half lidded as her attention is on focusing on acting calm "your hands are warm" you hum in return pulling her onto your lap and letting your hands find their way up her dress touching everything from her calves to her thighs. Your hands give a light squeeze when you get to her ass nothing too drastic but the feel of your hands dug into her skin makes her weak as her head drops on your shoulder. She's so quiet you don't know how to feel but the constant repositioning of herself let's you know she's probably been craving your touch. Craving the feel of your hands on every part of her body the sinking crevices and the darkest spots. Finally Rosalie sits up as your hands press gently into her back pushing her body forward against yours. She presses a soft kiss on your lips thinking she'll pull away soon after you're surprised when she grabs the back of your neck gently pulling you to her and deepening the kiss. The kiss is somehow intensified as your hands are on her body making it just like the feel of your hands soft and very needed. Rose leaves the Gods no room to ignore you both as she moans into the kiss and sucks on your tongue and lips. She's so beautifully sloppy when it comes to anything involving her mouth she's always making the prettiest mess so when she pulls away and a string of saliva keeps you two close you laugh to yourself.

"y/n, close the windows"

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Can I get a fluff fic of Rosalie and her lover together living a cute little domestic lifestyle with there adopted daughter. 🥹

How does it work?

Rosalie Otterbourne x poc FEM reader

Summary: You and Rosalie's adopted daughter finally gets curious about "love" and you and Rosalie show her the greatest example.

Snippet from the fic: “ "how does love with a woman work?” Beah can see that her question catches you off guard because for a moment you’re stuck and don’t know how to answer having turned your attention to Beah you turn it back to Rosalie who’s a giggling mess and finally you answer “It works like love baby girl." ”

Rosalie can’t help but smile as she wakes to the sound of you and your 14-year-old daughter Beah screaming or as you will always correct singing to Aretha Franklin’s I Never Loved a Man. Rosalie can’t help herself as she hums along catching Beah's attention immediately while you keep your attention on the eggs. Beah grabs Rose’s hand and they both sing to each other causing the biggest smile to spread on your face as you make plates. You feel Rosalie’s hand gently touch your waist as she takes her seat beside you. This usually means she wants your attention so you turn to her and furrow your brows “hm?” Rosalie hums “I want to take yall to the lake tonight after church if y’all are up for it” Beah looks at you with the biggest smile and you reciprocate it “so I get to see you in a wetsuit?” Rosalie rolls her eyes as she eats her food but her small smile says it all and it gives you the answer you want “yes your favorite wetsuit will be present.”

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Waiting for Rosalie to get ready to go anywhere has always remade you rethink loving her because what in the hell could possibly take this long? You sigh as you stomp up the stairs hearing whispers between your daughter and lover but when you push the door open they both stop speaking and Rosalie’s holding a hot comb.“I don’t do secrets now this is my house speak up.” Rosalie hums and shakes her head “it’s none of your concern” you glance at Beah who sighs “I like a boy” Rosalie shakes her head in disappointment at just how fast a glare from you can send her spilling everything she does hope she never goes to jail. “Oh, you're too young to be worried about all that he can wait until you’re eighteen and out of my house.” Rosalie sighs and Beah stomps past you not angry just upset while Rosalie glares with her hands on her hips “Really?” you hum not seeing the problem “she thinks she loves the boy don’t be that parent we will not raise our girl like that…” you sigh “I know how little boys think she gone get herself hurt.” Rosalie nods “maybe but we did the same thing did we not? We snuck around and got our first kiss when we were nothing but teenagers. Let's not deprive her of that stupidity. Ok?” Rosalie pecks your lips to ease you into the decision and you kiss back hesitantly before you walk to Beah’s room.

When you open the door Beah’s writing in her journal “you’re probably writing some really mean things about me huh?” her head shoots up and she doesn’t answer she only nods and you sit beside her and glance over “mind reading it to me?” Beah hesitates but you nod assuring her that you won’t get upset by anything she has to say “how come she gets to tell me who I can love and when? She don’t know nothing about love… she lives with her best friend…” you nod “well you don’t know nothing about your mama because I know everything about love there is to know. I know how crazy it can make you. I know how enticing it can be and I know when you can be blinded by it. I just want to save you from the painful part of it.” Beah nods “well I know love” you chuckle and nod at her childishness because if she really knew love she’d know by now that Rosalie is not your best friend.

Rosalie walks in and smiles “can y'all bring y'all so in love asses on? I am craving the feel of that cool lake water on my skin and y'all are taking too long.”

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Beah glances at Rosalie and then at you seeing those eyes. Seeing the look you give Rosalie even when she’s not looking, Beah knows it’s never been friendly the glances and the stares. It's always been more than that and she knew deep down she knew and today is just the day of confirmation for her. When you told her earlier you know love she was sure you meant your love for Rosalie but only now as you're staring at Rosalie can she actually see it. She always knew but why question something that seems so normal to you both? She never questioned the one bedroom in your shared room. She never even questioned the absence of men because she was afraid she'd be wrong but seeing as you both are comfortable she has finally decided to ask you “how does love with a woman work?” Beah can see that her question catches you off guard because for a moment you’re stuck and don’t know how to answer having turned your attention to Beah you turn it back to Rosalie who’s a giggling mess and finally you answer “It works like love baby girl.” Beah smiles and nods “how long have you two loved each other?” you hum as you sip your cola “I don’t know I had eyes set on her for a long time and I always thought it was unrequited until well… We were young well younger and she just smiled at me and beckoned me away from the crowd-” you sense Beah’s silence and you pause trying to rethink your thoughts wondering how you can make this age appropriate “-don’t tell your mother I told you this but she had me smitten she grabbed me and just took a chance she kissed me and one thing led to another-” you smile as you conjure up the past thoughts of how Rosalie wasn’t as confident as she is now and how she was so nervous but you reassured her that her feelings and thoughts were reciprocated as you pulled her to you close and kissed her again. Beah watches as you reminisce and the sound of her voice brings you back to the present day “oh so it was that kind of night?” you laugh but stop remembering you’re speaking to your daughter “alright alright stay in a child's place. Mind your own.” Beah smiles and you shake your head as Rosalie swims back to the boat questioning the laughing between you two. “I’d like to know what’s funny” you glance at Beah who glances at Rosalie “our beautiful Beah got me to spill about our first kiss I got a little flushed” Rosalie smiles now and hums “and did you tell her about what else happened that night?” you cock your head unsure if that’s something you should talk about in front of your daughter but Rosalie laughs “not that. You are no better than a man is that all you think about? I was talking about how you cried afterward on your knees and told me how bad you’d been waiting for that.”

The gasp that leaves your mouth has Beah shaking and laughing so much that she falls out of the boat and into the cold lake water splashing everywhere causing you and Rosalie to laugh now. When Beah comes back up she’s gasping for air and panicking but Rosalie holds her up by her arms. “Calm down” Beah shakes her head as she reaches her hand to her freshly hot combed hair ready to throw the most heinous fit “damnit.” you and Rosalie glance at each other as you dip your hand in the water and splash her in her face which only pisses her off more causing her to drag you into the water drenching your gown and hair “cry baby” Beah scoffs “mom do I have permission to drown her?” Rosalie glances at you both as she gently pushes the boat away “you're thinking about it?" Rosalie smiles to herself "hold on" she grabs hold of you and for the first time you both kiss in front of your daughter. For the first time, you're not hiding behind some door or looking around the corner, you both kiss right where you are, and just like the first time she has you weak.

Beah looks away out of respect "oh so that's love?" You hum as Rosalie pulls away and licks her lips "yeah it goes a little something like that."

A/n: I completely forgot I never finished this so what am I doing when I should be sleeping and getting ready for work? Working on a fanfic. Anyways enjoy and if you would like to be on my taglist send me a message or comment.

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