Kaia Giselle Reyes de Silva has spent her whole life trying not to be defined by her family. Niece to two well known women in the dance industry and daughter of a well known choreographer turned vocal coach who gave up everything to raise her, Kaia knows exactly what the industry expects from her—and exactly what she refuses to be. She doesn’t want connections. She doesn’t want favours. She just wants to earn her place.
But when a familiar face from her past reappears—someone who remembers her before the pressure, before the expectations—Kaia finds herself holding onto the one thing she never planned for: Someone who believes in her, even when she doesn’t.
i really hope you make R be the only one who can change silver fox nat. Like she can get natasha to stop working so much and when they get together nat likes to not work so much so she can spend time with her girl🤭 like imagine the satisfaction R gets if nat one day just doesn’t go to work and instead takes her shopping so when they get back nat can have her own little show😏
Natasha is definitely getting a taste of happiness outside of the workplace, she's finally understanding what everybody always talked about when saying that work isn't everything and that most happiness is out of the office. She's spent decades working her ass off (also being the CEO) and she's finally realising that MAYBE she can rest just a little and be with the one she lo-likes 👀
omg if you’re still open to do a one shot/drabble for your unrequited love series i’ve got a really good idea because i love that series and your work in general!
it takes place before everything happened right? so y/n and Kate are happy and all good, y/n still has these feelings for Wanda but she doesn’t say anything and thinks it’ll all go away. In an attempt to forget and cast away the feelings she invites Kate over since her dad is on a business trip and Wanda is visiting her brother or just a friend for the weekend.
Y/n and Kate end up in her bed and y/n is being a dom icon😎 strapping kate from behind, facing a large open window with the moonlight coming in, backs to the door that is still open since no one was at home, right?
little did they know Wanda forgot something and drove home to grab it. She walked in quietly because it was late and she knew y/n would be ‘studying’ all weekend and didn’t want to disturb her or disrupt her sleep that she definitely needed if she passed out over her open books etc.
Wanda heard moaning and gets curious, she silently goes up the stairs or down the hall (wherever y/n’s room is) and sees y/n strapping kate, making her moan oh so loudly. she just stands there watching wishing it was her but she can’t do that, it can’t be her.
y/n starts playing with kate’s nipples and rubbing her clit after pulling her body flush against her. she makes Kate squirt and she just keeps going until kate begs her to stop which she immediately does and pulls out and turns into a soft mushy mess, asking her if she’s okay, if she needs anything, if she went too hard or did anything wrong and wanda awws at the sight of how soft y/n got when a second ago she was domming tf outta kate🤭😎
Then she leaves before anyone can see her. Never speaks of it again…
Until…
the second part happens after everything and they get a ‘girls weekend away’ that y/n’s dad payed for and everything since he’s on a long business trip and y/n has time off from uni or something.
Maybe they go to italy? just somewhere no one knows them so they can be a normal couple and do normal cute couple things. When they get back to their hotel or wherever they stay Wanda is like hmmm😏
she brings up the fact she caught y/n and kate that fateful night and wants y/n to do much worse to her etc.
Wanda ends up seeing a whole new dom daddy side of y/n she never knew existed, it’s sm worse than when she was pounding into kate, if you ask wanda it’s so much better not worse (horny mf).
They get freaky asf basically bc wanda is like i’m sm better than her and you can do whatever you want however you wanna do it😏.
In the end y/n gets up since wanda can’t😭 and goes to get her water from the mini fridge then there’s a knock at the door…
It’s a hotel staff blushing and telling them they got multiple noise complaints. when y/n closes the door embarrassed asf the second she looks at wanda they both burst out laughing. a cute fluffy ending with happiness and smiles🥰
oh i- YOUR MIND 😭
this is soo good lemme just ✍🏻 real quick ! !
ps tysm for the compliment, sweet angel <3 it just motivates me even more when hearing shit like that :’)
Summary: The Morningstar’s invite the Addams family over for dinner to get better acquainted as their oldest daughters were deathly in love. You also reminisce on yours and Wednesday’s first encounter.
Note: Pt2 will be the dinner party and the proper meeting of the parents🤭 They already met at graduation but it was brief. I’ll mention it in pt2😁
Formosus: fair, handsome, beautiful, shapely, finely formed, Well-shaped (that’s what google says anyway…)
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You were crafted from the rulers of hell themselves. You father, Lucifer was a fallen Angel. He met your human mother, Lilith, after she had left her very ex (now very dead) husband, Adam. While Eve was pathetically crafted from Adam’s rib, your mother was born of the same soul that made him. He chased after her, but Lilith’s eyes were elsewhere. On the devil himself. Bound and chained to him, hypnotised by his beauty and menacing love for revenge. They fell in love. Out of their love which unexpectedly blossomed, came you.
Asmodeus Morningstar. It perfectly explained your parents initial feelings toward one another. Lust. You much preferred your human name. y/n. It was easier to pronounce to the imbeciles who lived on earth. Although Wednesday and her family loved the name your parents had given you.
You were in your family’s mansion. Getting ready for dinner with yours and your lovers family. They were to finally meet. You had met the Addams family. The whole clan. You’d known of the Addams clan for as long as you’ve been alive; which was a very long time. When you started dating Wednesday you finally got the chance to meet them yourself. It was the first time you wanted to or cared to anyway. You stayed with them for two weeks on one of the school breaks. Then Wednesday had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting your family.
You were pleased to say you loved them and they loved you. Your family also loved Wednesday as she did them. You were both lucky in love this time around. Finally finding someone who could keep up with your families. Who were the black sheep of the outcast community.
You had been dating Wednesday ever since you met at Nevermore. It didn’t take long for your love towards the small raven haired girl to blossom. She was like you, an outcast of outcasts. While everyone was afraid of you for the reason they didn’t want to be banished to hell for the rest of time after death. They were afraid of Wednesday for the fact she would make their living lives feel like being banished to the deepest depths of hell every second they breathed. She was from a family that’s “creepy” as others would call them. Honestly you don’t know who’s family would be the “strangest”. You’d say it was a tie in-front of your lover; you both knew whose family won first place.
To you, Wednesday was the best and most beautiful parts of life. Rage, agony…Death. Although norm is society would deem those the worst, you and her both knew they were the most pleasant.
Wednesday was like a black dahlia. The deepest shade of blood crimson. They also happen to be her favourite flower.
The dark mansion on top of the foggy and isolated hill screamed in agony as your walked through its haunted halls. tying your tie as you walked, you passed Frankenstein. The “butler”, although you and your family only saw Frank as family. A product of yours and your fathers creation one dark and stormy night. Cliche you know, but you wanted the story to be based on true events when he shared his idea of placing the thought into someone’s head. Even if humans wouldn’t know. You would.
You just couldn’t seem to get it. Frustration taking its place in your body and started coursing through your veins. “Frank.” you called to the tall risen from the dead corpse. “Do you mind?” you asked him as he turned to face you after he finished wrapping the painting you were planning on gifting your lover tonight. You gestured to your untied tie you just couldn’t get right. He grunted and walked over to you after placing leaning the wrapped painting against the wall. His heavy footsteps echoing through the deadly silent wing of the mansion.
“I’m nervous.” You confessed to the simulacrum human. He looked in your eyes, “Why?” He asked. “Hades is bringing his godawful human for dinner as his plus one.” you told the tall creature. “The one that likes pastels?” he asked finishing up the tie. “Yup” you answered popping your ‘p’. He laughed, “I’m sure she won’t be a bother.” he said dusting off your shoulders and straightening the bow tie around your neck. You gave him the ‘really?’ look. “If she is you can always…silence her until Woe is gone. Bring her back when they’re off the property.” he said with a smirk.
Frankenstein also loved Wednesday. He called her “Woe” since her name came from a nursery rhyme. “Wednesday‘a child full of woe”. Wednesday hates nicknames, she claims to hate it when Frank calls her that but you knew she actually didn’t mind this one.
“I did only promise to not cause their insanity.” You smirked as him as he smiled and patted your shoulder. “He’s in his room getting ready for dinner” he directed you on your brothers whereabouts knowing you were on your way to making a threat- more like a promise. “Thank you Frank. You should go freshen up before they arrive. I know Lurch likes when you have a little more dust on your suit” you told him, smirk growing when you saw his blushing face- he made a face when he would have the feeling of blushing since he technically didn’t have blood coursing through his body to do it. “Thank you” he said after clearing his throat. As he walked in the direction of his room to freshen up for his crush on the Addams creature you walked in the other, to talk to threaten your brother.
You saw him checking himself over in the mirror. While Hades was your older brother, your fathers child not your mothers, Lilith still saw him as her son since she did help raise him to be the demon he is today.
“I hope you’ve taught your plaything to control her blabbering. I don’t need you and your annoying girlfriend embarrassing me in-front of Wednesday and her family after she spills about her love for pastels.” You said, “or I might have to see if her love for them shows in the inside, much like they did on the outside when I first met her.” You promised him. “She’ll be fine” he assured you. You gave him a sceptical look, “I promise she won’t embarrass you Asmo.” and you let your shoulders relax and have him a nod before turning toward the door since Wednesday and her family would be arriving soon. “That’s my job” he added, you could hear his smirk. Then you had your own menacing one as you turned back to face him, “You wouldn’t dare.” you said.
“Well..” he tilted his dead with his smirk, “Not with all the stories I could share,” you said as he now gave you a ‘Do I care?’ look. “I’m sure Morticia would love to hear them.” you finished, your smirk only growing more menacing as you saw the fear in his eyes. “You wouldn’t” he said with pleading eyes. They begged for you to not share the array of deathly embarrassing stories in-front of Wednesday’s mother (whom he definitely had a crush on despite her being married and not having eyes for anyone but Gomez). “Well..” you trailed off with a tilt of your head as tou slowly backed out of the room, keeping eye contact. “Fine” he sighed defeatedly, shoulders slumping. “Great” you smiled and turned, walking out of the room and down the hall until you got to the grand staircase.
As soon as you reached the last step a knife dropped from the top floor, you only giving your little brother a hint of satisfaction until you moved away at the last second and the knife pierced the floorboard 1cm away from your foot. It cutting the tiniest strand of your hair on its way down. Hearing your younger sisters frustrated groan at her failed attempt to maim you. That’s why Mazikeen was still a devil in training. But, the shine of the knife instantly reminds you of your first encounter with Wednesday. The first time you ever laid eyes on your truest most gruesome love.
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It was the day of Poe cup preparations. You were sat with Yoko while helping paint the canoe. You could hear Enid behind you, talking to someone. You don’t even bother turning around, not too fussed. Enid is always making friends with people. Especially to benefit gossip she can post on her blog.
“You could grab a brush?…”
Is all you heard before you tuned it out, dragging the paint bush in your hand onto the canoe that already had been primed and painted with a few coats of obsidian black paint.
“Wanna take a stab at being social?”
You only zoned back into reality when you heard the most alluring voice. It was sickeningly sweet, seductive but also monotone and bored.
“I do like stabbing”
That’s when you dropped the paintbrush on the floor and proofed your way to Enid and the unknown girl with the most poisonous voice you’ve ever heard. Re appearing right beside your blonde friend holding a shiny ancient dagger (your favourite one of your collection).
“I heard stabbing! Who are we stabbing?” You asked the blonde, releasing the blade from its keeper and hearing the satisfying clink and swish sound. Your smirk was wide until you turned to the person Enid was talking to…
She was small, around 5’1 naturally you’d guess since you saw the platform shoes she was wearing before you met her gaze. They looked around an inch so she’d be standing at a height of 5’2 while wearing them. She wore the classic nevermore uniform but with no purple. Instead it was a dark grey and black, much like the one you were wearing. You never were a fan of colour unless it was white, shades of black or dark shades of red.
He eyes as dark as the deepest depths of hell. They reminded you of just that. Home. Her face was littered with freckles, especially on her nose that spread to her cheeks before shattering across different parts of her face where there were less of them. Her skin was a pale tan colour. She had plump, blood red painted lips were shaped and coloured to perfection. The black hair she dawned was in two neat braids. One falling behind each shoulder. Her bangs making way for you to peak at her perfectly sculpted brows. One raised as she caught the sight of you appearing out of thin air.
She was like a black dahlia. Like your favourite poison. She was like everything you loved in the world; the darkness and pain. You were in awe of her. Her beauty looked to be the finest on earth. You knew it was the finest of heaven and hell so it was definitely above mortal standard. You could feel your black heart and soul shatter to reveal the light that was always begging to come out. The love. Love at first sight wasn’t real. You knew that. But maybe you just made it real. The shorter girl looked to have been sculpted by all the gods in existence with the upmost and finest care.
“I do like stabbing. The social part not so much. Besides, it’ll cut into my writing time”
She ignored your presence. She felt it. The Addams love curse. She didn’t want it. She didn’t want to fall prisoner to the curse that had trapped her mother and father. Welded them so close together that they couldn’t bare be apart, not even for less than a second. But she couldn’t help but give in. Especially when you flashed her your devil eyes for a split second. She was enchanted by you. You were the darkness in the disgusting hideous light of the world. You were both caught in a trans. Admiring one another for what felt like eons. It was only a few seconds but in those few you had deemed her yours and she deemed you hers. Even if it took her a while to fall to her knees and let the shackles of love take her body prisoner. She knew in those seconds she would let it. But she wanted to enjoy the torture of wanting and not having before. It was painful but worth it. Only because you’d torture each other in the best ways daily.
Who knew Wednesday Addams would let the devil herself bind her in the shackles of love? No one did. Merely because it wasn’t true. You didn’t shackle her or keep her on a leash. You let her be free. That’s why she fell in love with you. Even the cheesy pickup lines and jokes you’d tell to torture her.
“No worries…”
Enid’s voice broke you both of of the hypnotic gaze of one another as you both looked to her but barley listened until she introduced you.
“Wednesday this is y/n Morningstar. y/n this is Wednesday Addams”
You poofed your dagger out of your hands and back to its rightful place on display in your dorm room. Taking ahold of her cold hand and lifting it to your lips. “It’s a pleasure, formosus” you declared before laying a soft kiss to her knuckles. Wednesday felt her lips upturn by the slightest fraction before she dropped them again- she wanted to enjoy the torture. Her body didn’t cooperate as you ureteres the latin word. It sent a shiver down her spine. Especially after you laid the most gentle kiss on her knuckles as if she were a fragile porcelain doll that would break at the slightest touch. Her cheeks tinting in the slightest shade of pink that was barley noticeable.
You noticed though. You noticed the hint of a smile that wanted to break out and the blush that wanted to escape her cheeks. You notices the goosebumps that had taken its place on her skin as you spoke and your lips landed on her knuckles while you kept direct eye contact. “Pleasures all mine, diavola” she uttered as your hands parted. She had to admit you were devilishly good looking, the english accent helped too…
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Oh, how that horrible day turned thrilling the second you had heard that gruesomely captivating voice.
The chime of the old grandfather clock in the foyer brought you out of the memory. Along with your little sister Mazaikeen popping up next to you, fixing her black and dark red dress. “I’m nervous” she said, repeating exactly what you had admitted to Frank earlier. “You don’t need to be.” You assured her. She was never the one you had to worry about. It was Hades and this months toy. “They’ll like you Maz. I think you and Pugsley will be fast friends.” You said with a smile as you looked down at her, a hand on her shoulder in comfort. “Really?” she questioned. “Oh yes.” you assured once again. “He needs a friend like you. Maybe you can help him out. Teach him to have that ‘Don’t mess with me’ attitude you have.” you smirked. Mazikeen grinned up at you, “I can do that!” She always loved to cause a little trouble. You hoped Pugsley would confide in her about the bully’s of his school like he did you and Wednesday. Maybe when she passed her training at the end of the term she could come to Nevermore with Pugsley next year.
Just then the doorbell rang through the still silent mansion. You parents quickly appearing next to you, using their powers as your brother and what’s her name descended the stairs. The blonde accessory Hades had on his arm actually wearing an appropriate black dress she had borrowed from your mother, that matched your brothers black suit. Your mother in a blood red dress with her classic black spider broche. Your father wearing his classic black suit that had red embroidered details and a red shirt.. Mazikeen wore a red dress that had a sheer black fabric over that matched the gloves on her hands and up her arms. You wore your black suit with a red waistcoat.
“I’ll get it” you urged, motioning for them to wait by the stairs. You took a deep breath before opening the door just as Frank got to your side, ready to help the Addams’ with their bags and sleeping arrangements for the night. They had to stay for tomorrow ball your parents were hosting. Once you released the breath through your mouth, you opened the door to be met by those dark eyes. Your mouth went dry and your heart was beating 100 miles a minute second.
She looked ethereal. Tonight it is.
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You might ask, “ ‘Tonight it is’ what?!” Find out in part 2😏 It’ll be up next week or in a few days. I’m writing it rn🤭
Hope you guys enjoyed it though! Might make this an AU if y’all like it? I can do like one shots based on them and their relationship. We love a devil😁
NOT EDITED! Pls lmk of any mistakes made because I’m too lazy to read through this🥰
Presenting: ✨Goddess of War✨ a Rhaenyra Targaryen x reader story!
Rhaenyra series in the works!! I only post one shots on here so i’ll probably be posting it as a book on wattpad, especially because i can lay it out better cuz i’m used to it more. Chapter one has been posted tho! Go follow my wattpad! Same as here :)
I’ve already written the first two chapters which is a little introduction to my OC 😏
Feel free to put your thoughts on here in my ask box! Imma be posting drawings I do of them and maybe edits that I don’t post on my tiktok✨
If I get enough people asking maybe I’ll post it on here…? I don’t know…
