I Used To Feel The Need To Defend My Love Of Villains By Saying Shit Like "just Because I Like Them Doesn't

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Leonard Woolf, featured in The Selected Letters of Virginia Woolf

Monsters in the Dark #22

Fluff, mentions of a hard childhood, fem!reader.

@idaofinfinity @e-dubbc11 @rosaleenablack @firexfate

Monsters in the Dark Masterlist

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It was pouring down but all you were aware of was Billy’s hard body pressed to your back under the awning, as he lifted his coat over your heads. You were struck with the feeling of warmth and safety, despite the cool spring rain.

He reminded you of your mother, hard and unforgiving, but always looking out for you, even as something as simple as being caught in the rain. “You’re going to catch a cold, silly girl.” She’d scold you, making you soak your feet.

You always complained, but you sorely missed that now. Billy’s heat radiated behind you, and you pressed back against him, eager for his strength.

“Shoulda brought an umbrella, sweet pea.” Billy scolded you.

“I didn’t check the weather.” You mumbled.

He kissed underneath your ear, “Silly girl.”

You looked up at him as he echoed the words of your mother, feeling closer to him than ever. He was the only person besides Curtis and your mother who had ever loved you.

“Ready?” Billy husked into your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

You looked up at him, as he looked down at you. You nodded subtly, and you both darted out into the rain, both laughing when you both got soaked anyway, down to your socks.

You wished the rain could wash away your past, and all the pain that accompanied it.

Maybe it could wash you clean.

Maybe it could be the start of something new.

Something new with him.

“he’s killed people” ok but have you considered that he did it in a hot pathetic way.

Thanks for the tag, @idaoftheburningmind!

Ah, takes me back to my Sailor Moon days, so this was a little bit inspired by that! This was fun.

Anyone can do it. ❤️🥰

deify your self 💫 tag game

tysm @pinespittinink and @flowerprose​ for the tags!! 💕

rules: using this piccrew by @malachitinous, create yourself as you’d look as a god/goddess/deity; feel free to either make this a chain or do your own post from scratch!

tagging: @writingbyricochet​ @mr-writes​ @carminasolis​ @hyba​ @kaatiba​ @ryns-ramblings​ and pls consider this an open tag for anyone who wants to do this! you can say you got an open tag from me :)

Committing myself to post more vtm art I've made after some Minimal bullying (but not really)

her name is Yuejian ‘Yue’ Li. she is a Brujah from Washington, DC. and was embraced during the early 2010’s.

shes Too anxious for the dots of Strength she has on her sheet lmaoo. but that probably makes sense, since she has the "Ingénue" merit.

shared;

Roommates, jealousy, soft!reader, dacryphilia, kissing, drunk!reader, alcohol consumption, fem!reader.

A Drabble set in the Monsters in the Dark universe.

@idaofinfinity @e-dubbc11 @rosaleenablack

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“I think Billy’s fucking someone,” Karen had said to Maria, who laughed as you all shared wine, whiskey, and takeout.

“When isn’t he?” She asked, grabbing a crab roll. Neither of them seemed to notice you retreat into yourself, drinking heavier than usual, and eating very little. You wanted Billy to yourself, and your stomach was sick at the thought that your roommate would never be yours. Curtis would tell you that you were being a fool, you thought in a drunken haze.

Later that night, you were laying in Billy’s bed. It smelled like him, and you were drunk from all of the wine and whiskey that you’d had, and you were so needy when you were drunk.

You felt the bed shift, and a pair of arms wrapped around your waist from behind. You sniffed, feeling his hard body against yours. Your throat burned from how hard you were trying not to cry.

“Don’t wanna share you,” you complained softly, wiggling in his grip.

Billy reached over you, and turned your face, holding onto your jaw tight. “Baby, who would you have to share me with?” He asked, squeezing you. His brows were drawn together seeing your distress.

You wiggled again, rolling around to face him. He was watching you through dark eyes, looking at you intensely as he usually did. Like he wanted to devour you. And you wanted to let him. To let him have his way with you. You wanted to be his best girl. “Wanna make love to you,” you blurted through tears, heart aching, and instantly regretted it, feeling embarrassment descend. Damn being drunk.

Billy raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?” He husked, tongue darting out to taste your tears, making you whine. It made him feral. God, you were sweet. “Is that what you girls talked about?”

“Yeah.” You whispered feeling your throat constricting, “About who you’re fucking. Don’t wanna share you with some floozy.” You slurred, feeling your heart ache some more. Why did you have to be so jealous of some woman?

“Well, I’m not fucking anyone.” He said, making you relax, but the tears still flowed. It wasn’t from lack of trying, either. But none of the women were you. “Better?” He hummed, thumbs wiping your tears away.

God, he wanted you. More than he should have. You were all he could think about. His sweet, soft, and sensitive girl.

Your heart raced, as he kissed you making you melt against him as his tongue slowly slid against yours. He pulled back, “We’ll make love. But when you’re sober. I want you to remember me when have you.” He husked.

“How could I not remember you?” You whispered, but Billy heard.

Billy’s heart squeezed as you tucked yourself under his chin, and tangled your legs with his.

He was known, and it fucking terrified him.

𝖠𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗒𝗌𝗍 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝖲𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗒 𝖥𝗈𝗋𝖯𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗌𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝖤𝗍𝗌𝗒*.❨⊹

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