When Remy Is Trying To Tell Vivienne What To Do

"you only like villains because you want to fix them" actually I like them because I want a villain who's absolutely terrifying and ruthless to everyone, except for me, their cute s/o. Get it right 🙄

Locker Room Talk Pt.1

Medusa: Afternoon, ladies.

Aphrodite: Hay~

Medusa: Nope. I'm leaving

*Medusa walks out of the locker room.*

Aphrodite: Why did she leave?

Arachne: Because she doesn't like you and nor do I. So~ Imma bounce.

*Arachne exits the locker room.*

Aphrodite: You're not going to leave...Right?

Athena: I was going to when Medusa walked in but I'm not so you're fine.

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“Kryptonite...”

Lucinda POV:

Why, did I do this? Who in their actual right mind would go with a woman who they don't know? Well. Me! I am in a car with a woman I call Crimson. We are in total silence. I'm watching her out of the corner of my eye."What are you dreaming about, what's on your mind?" I glance over, "Thinking." She turns her body toward me. "Diamond for your thoughts?"

"I thought it was a penny..." She grins, toying with her serpent ring. "Hm, well, pennies are useless to me. Plus, I feel like diamonds would convince you to tell me what those big doe eyes of yours are dazing about." I discover my face a new shade of red. "I'm thinking about how did I get into a car with a woman whom I don't know the first name of." She chuckles, softly caressing my hand.

"I guess it's about time I tell you." She smirks, softly kissing my hand. I don't recoil this time, surprisingly. "Vivienne Tang," I beam, hesitantly kiss her cheek, murmuring in her ear. "Lucinda Valentine." Before I pull away, her gloved hand encased my cheek, luring me into a deliberate searing kiss. My mind is already running at a mile a minute. Holy- She is an AMAZING kisser.

I smile softly against her lips, biting her bottom lip as we pull away. her eyes widen, "You're immune?! How are you still conscious?!" I gawk at her for a moment. We kiss and the first thing you say is "You're immune, how are you still conscious?" Damn, Vivienne. I wasn't conscious for long because my head was spinning and my vision was blurring.

Vivienne POV:

After my kiss with Lucinda, I was genuinely concerned with why she was still awake. My lipstick's poison and it knocks someone out, instantaneously. She's different, Special.  She is special if she didn't want me when she laid eyes on me. She probably desired to taunt me...Make me want her instead of her wanting me.

Lucinda looks more adorable when she is asleep. But, I adore staring into her eyes...and her innocent face. I want to take that. I'd rather take her innocence than her life. I want her eyes on me, and only me. Her big, innocent doe eyes. I want those eyes heavy with desire. The desire that she wants me, needs me. Zoe spoke up from the front of the car. "Carmen Sandiego we're at your house, have a nice night."

I look at Zoe, my friend since 20. "You too, but don't hermit like you usually do." She laughs, as I drag the unconscious Lucinda out of the car. "Sure," I playfully swat her arm, "Oh, whatever." I grin before shutting the door. "You have a good night too, Nikolai." He lets out a low growl. "Just get inside the house, Tang."

I roll my eyes, dragging her limp body into the living room. I grab a few blankets, some pillows, my phone and sit in front of the fireplace. Waiting for Valentine to wake up, I silently read, "How to keep yourself hidden."

I hear the groan from the woman in question. I smile closing my book, looking that way. "Are you doing well?" Lucinda walks over to me and sits with me on the floor. "I guess...where are we?" I smile, resisting my urge to pull her into another lust-filled kiss. "We are at my safe haven...or my home...I prefer building of secrets." She gives me a cat-like smile, "Secrets hm? You have me intrigued, Mistress Tang."

I smirk, "When I get a boyfriend." Lucinda glances at me, puzzled. "Which is never," Her face dropped. "You do have a chance to get a boyfriend." I snap back with a bit of hostility in my tone, "I will never love a man." I could see how taken aback she was as she softly moved away. "Sorry, darling...You can stay close," She instantly backed up more. "Mi amour...what's wrong?" She was now out of arm's length.

"I don't like the pet names, Vivienne," I glimpse at my phone. "Oh...my bad sweetheart...it's a bad habit." She rolls her eyes, getting close to me. "I can see that," I smirk, setting a soft kiss to her lips. The kiss grows more hungry, heated...intimate. She recoiled when my hands started to tease the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh. "What's wrong, lover?" Her voice was almost a whisper. "No," My face went from, I want more to What did you just say to me.

I jeer, "Excuse me...what?" She lifted her voice, "I said no. If you want me. You have to be patient...Let our relationship build from friendship. I want to grow slow...I don't want to be fast...I'm not one to talk about the past but I want to go as slow as me and Inez's relationship was." I stiffen, that name sounded so familiar, too familiar for my liking.

I wanted to raise my voice, tell her that no isn't an answer, that no one says no to me. I want to tell her that slow is for the weak. But I don't. "Okay, if you want to be just friends that's fine." I want her to still want to be around me...There are those words again...I want her...

What do I want from this innocent woman?

Juliette, trying to ask Poison out: Would you like to stay for dinner?

Andi: WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER?

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Me: Being Trans FtM who hasn't transitioned yet.

Me: Doesn't have a binder

Me: *sees a post about cleaning a binder*

Me, in loud obnoxious Peridot voice:

BINDER SOUP! BINDER SOUP! BINDER SOUP!

Coffee and Alcohol

Coffee and Alcohol

I watch silently as Jessa makes us drinks. “Jessa...Sweetheart...what are you putting in my coffee?” Jessa looks up, holding an unlabelled bottle. “Two shots of Vodka?” My eyes widen, “Sweetheart...Alcohol in coffee...it’s...it’s unhealthy.” I hear the familiar yawn of Cece as she walks out in a black sports bra and Jessa’s white sweatpants. Jessa lets out a low whistle. "Good morning, beautiful." Cece's face flushes bright red. "Morning, starlight." Jessa's face turns slightly magenta. I lift an eyebrow, "Good morning beautiful." I say, looking at Cece. "Hey, good morning." She says with a smile, sitting beside me.

She kisses my cheek, causing me to smile. "Jessa, I want kisses!" She says, leaning over the counter. "Hey, don't flip yourself over the counter sweet thing." She says, kissing Cece softly. "How was your sleep?" I say, glancing at Cece. "It was good...I was cold waking up though." She glared at both Jessa and I, causing her to laugh. "I'm sorry! Just that Lore and I were discussing surprising you with breakfast. Then decided to just chat over coffee." Jessa said, before looking at Cece. "How many shots of vodka in your tea?" My eyes widen, "Jessa. No. Bad."

Jessa laughs, "Gorgeous, come on! You can't tell me you haven't put alcohol in your coffee before." Cece speaks up, "She has. I can confirm." Jessa lifts an eyebrow. A wicked smirk takes over her face. "I...was having a bad day...Also...Jessa, that is way more than two shots of vodka. You're trying to get me drunk." I say, inching my head towards the half empty bottle of vodka. "Maybe I am. Maybe I want you to stay home with us." I sigh, "I can't!" Jessa groans, walking around the counter to hug me from the back.

"But I want to cuddle on the couch with you and Cece and watch scary movies." Jessa says, kissing the back of my neck, making me groan softly. "Jessa, it's a sunday." Cece takes my cup from my fingers, before sliding onto the counter and laying horizontally, looking up at me. "Yeah, more time with us. There isn't a syndicate meeting today." I smile softly, setting a gentle kiss to Cece's lips. "Fine." Jessa smiles, "Woo! Thank you, Goregous!" She kisses up my neck to my cheek, making me blush brighter than the sun. "That's gay."

I look to Cece, walking to the couch. "No shit," Jessa said, laughing. "Take off your shirt and change your pants." She says, looking at me. "What?" Jessa arches an eyebrow. "You gotta match us." I then realize, Jessa too is wearing a bra and baggy sweatpants. Her bra dark blue and her pants, "...Jessa...are those my sweats?" Jessa smiles, "Yes, these are you light grey sweats." I sigh, getting up. "You didn't ask." Jessa smiles innocently. "Can I wear your sweats?" I nod before, kissing Cece's forehead. "I'm going to go change. Can you turn on Camilla?"

“Lesbian vampire thing?” I nod, “Yes. The lesbian vampire thing.” She smiles, going to our combined youtube playlist. I walk to our room, taking off my shirt and grabbing my baggy sweats to put on. I walk out to see Jessa and Cece cuddling on the couch with a cup of tea between them. “Did you...hold on...how…” Jessa looked up, “Yes?” I sit on the other side of the couch. “Did you boil the vodka, put the tea bag in it?” Jessa smiles, “Yes!” I sigh, reaching for the cup, “I need to know what this tastes like.” I mutter, taking a sip. “Nope, take it back.” I give it to Cece who lifts an eyebrow, “Why?” I look at the T.V. “Because I hate that I like it.” Jessa smirks, “Then come over here and take another sip, gorgeous.” I shake my head no, focusing on the television. “No.” Before I know it, Jessa is doing the sexy crawl towards me. She straddles my hips and makes me look at her. “Why not, gorgeous?” I look away from her, focusing my attention on the main character’s hair colour. “Hey! Look at me!” I glance at her. “Yes starlight?” She puts my face in her hands. “Why?” I sigh, “You’re trying to get me drunk.” Jessa kisses me softly. “No, I’m not! I want you to wind down with us.” She removes herself from my waist and pulls Cece onto her waist. “I- Jessa!” Jessa smiles, “Ah, yes. Hi.” She softly kisses Cece before looking back at me. “You can be very tense and standoffish sometimes.” I nod, “I know.” Cece looks at me, “You don’t have to be that way with us.” I tilt my head, “I’m not that way around you two.”

Cece and Jessa share a look. “Ya know...just a bit...Small bit but just a bit.” Cece says, indicating with her fingers. “Oh...I’m sorry…” Jessa smiles, “No, no it’s fine gorgeous you’re just starting to open up.” She tilts her head before pausing the T.V. “You let me call you gorgeous AND you let me touch you.” I pause, “You have a good point.” Cece smiles, chiming in. “And, you let us kiss you.” A gentle blush rises to my face. “She isn’t wrong~ But We know you need a little time to get used to us. We aren’t rushing you.”

I nod, “Okay.” I silently look away. “Can I have cuddles please?” Jessa’s eyes widen, “What?” I glance at her. “I’m not repeating it, just come here.” I open my arms and Cece comes bounding into them as well as Jessa. “I heard you the first time I just needed to confirm.” I roll my eyes, kissing both of their foreheads. Even though I act like I don’t, I love these girls so much. I’m glad they’re choosing to take their time with me. I’m still not drinking the rest of that tea though. I’m not in the mood for a possible headache tomorrow.

-Lorelei

Locker Room Talk Pt.2

Aurora: Tell me one thing you find sexy about women.

Serena: No.

*Aurora looks to Helena*

Helena: I don't want to be here. Stop looking at me.

*Aurora continues to stare. Helena slams her locker closed and struts out of the room*

Aurora: Damn~ That-

Serena: Don't say it.

Amala (Witch Queen): Say it and I will freeze your heart and crush it under my foot.

Aurora: Well shit- My bad, Witch Queen.

Amala: Call me that one more time and will cut off your first three fingers.

Aurora: Why my first thr- Oh...oh shit- Okay-