Apr 24, 2025
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I miss her🥀🥀
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I think.. i miss my wife :((
not so secret
request: What about miss thornhill x reader where reader is another teacher at Nevermore but they're trying to keep their relationship a secret from the students and principal weems? Thank you!
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summary: y/n and marilyn are both teachers at nevermore and are in a secret relationship. well, maybe not so secret after all.
warnings: none
note: i love this one mostly because my motivation comes back slowly
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Not going anywhere
Prompt- You had always struggled with pushing people away. Your adopted family had understood. But when you start seeing the two women who you wish you could spend the rest of your life with, they don’t understand it as much as your family had.
Word count- 4k
Marilyn and Larissa. The two women you couldn’t remove from your mind. The gorgeous and adorable redhead who could crack a terrible joke and yet you would still laugh, or the tall gorgeous strong woman who was always softer when she was with you or Marilyn.
You hated to admit it- You so desperately hated to admit it- but these two women were the only ones you could now picture spending the rest of your life with, and so desperately did you try to tell them. But the words and promises never came easy to you, so instead you vowed to show your affection in other ways.
Larissa would mention that her laptop had stopped working. A new one would find itself on her desk the next morning. Or Marilyn would mention about a necklace she had liked, and she would find a box in her conservatory with the exact sparkling jewelry she had wanted.
The pair would both attempt to show their gratitude, but you would simply shrug it off, telling them both that it was what they deserved.
Marilyn was the more affectionate of the two. Often, her hands would linger on your shoulders, or she would pull you into her embrace, and brush your hair out of your face. Larissa would often watch these encounters with a small smile on her face, before joining you.
Her lips would find your ear and she would whisper sweet nothings to you as you felt your heart swell.
You were not an overtly affectionate person. They both could tell, so when you stayed a little longer after your heated sessions to cuddle, they would both share a smile, and pull you into their arms.
You never stayed the night. You didn’t feel it was your right to. They were after all, in a relationship and you were merely there for fun. Or so you had thought.
The relationship had begun months after you were enrolled into Nevermore and, of course, you couldn’t deny the attraction you had to both, but they were not yours. They were still not yours.
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You had found your way to Marilyn’s Conservatory; she had insisted you call her Marilyn long ago. At first, you rejected the sentiment but after much correction, you got used to her name on your lips. Larissa was also just as open to you calling her by her first name. You knew of the relationship the pair had and vowed to keep their secrecy; it was not your secret to tell.
You wandered into Marilyn’s Conservatory seeing her sitting with Larissa on her desk, mugs in both of their hands, and a third mug sitting beside you. Marilyn grinned, picking up the mug and handing it to you.
You smiled gratefully at her, accepting the mug. “Thank you.” You murmured, taking a sip of the coffee, and Marilyn stood up off the desk, placing her mug on top of it. Larissa sat still, watching you both. Marilyn’s hands came to your face, and at first you flinched slightly at the unexpected touch. You moved your hands behind Marilyn to place your mug back onto the desk and you felt Marilyn’s hand move along your cheek, looking into your eyes. You didn’t say anything as you moved your gaze to Larissa who had a small smile of her own on her face.
“You have beautiful eyes, Y/N.” Marilyn states and you draw your gaze back to her. Her pupils are dilated and as much as you want to enjoy the moment, you are anxious. You slowly move out of Marilyn’s grasp, and she frowns lightly.
“Thank you.” You mutter and you can feel the heat in your cheeks. “I-uh-“You cut yourself, not entirely sure on what you were planning on saying. You can still feel the heat from Marilyn’s hand on your face, and she stares at you, expectant on your next words.
Larissa’s voice breaks the silence, “Do you feel comfortable?”
You meet her eyes again and you nod slightly but you’re sure your face says otherwise. Larissa moves from the desk, moving to you now, and her hands find yours, and Marilyn steps closer, her hand placing itself on your shoulder.
“What’s wrong?” Marilyn’s voice is soft, and you so desperately want to tell them both that you wanted her to kiss you. That you want them both to kiss you. But they are not yours, and you know that.
Finally, you find your words. “You’re not mine. Neither of you are.” The words are below a whisper but they both hear them. Larissa smiles lightly, and Marilyn’s hand rubs along your shoulder.
“Would you like to change that?” Larissa asks, and you nod lightly. She lets go of your hands and you are terrified you have said the wrong thing, but Marilyn’s lips find yours and you find yourself forgetting about the anxiety you had previously felt. Marilyn’s lips leave yours and before you even have the chance to miss them, Larissa’s are taking their place, making you feel breathless again.
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The situation the three of you had had been going on for weeks, often sneaking into Marilyn’s Conservatory just to have a coffee with her or heading to Larissa’s office with lunch when you hadn’t seen her all morning. This was also mixed to the nights you spent with each other in Larissa’s room.
Neither of them mentioned wanting anything to change and you were fine with that. They didn’t move to make anything official either, solidifying the idea that you were merely just fun to them. So, you didn’t say anything either, in fear of rocking the boat and ruining what you had.
So, on the day that your mother had notified you that your sister was attending, you found yourself wandering to Marilyn’s Conservatory knowing that at this time of day you would find both her and Larissa.
You lightly pushed open the door and it was the exact scene from your first kiss. Your breath hitched lightly, and you noticed the extra mug. Marilyn extended it from you, and you took it gratefully, taking a sip.
“How are you, sweetheart?” Marilyn asks, a small smile on her face. Larissa’s eyes wandered over you, and you felt yourself flush.
“Good. Good.” You murmured, leaving the mug close to your lips. Truth was that the past week you had been a wreck. Your nightmares had returned and because of this, so had your panic attacks. You ran your hand through your hair, a sigh escaping your lips. Marilyn jumped off her desk and moved closer to your, her hand reaching towards you. Your felt your chest heave with panic as you stepped back.
Larissa had moved off the desk as well, looking down at you, and both of their faces held concern. Marilyn’s hand dropped back down to her side, tilting her head to the side slightly, and Larissa’s hand moved closer, and you couldn’t stop yourself from pulling away, but your body had reacted so quickly that you inevitably dropped the coffee mug you were holding. You glanced down after hearing the smash.
“Shit, shit, fuck, I’m so sorry.” The words came rushing, moving to grab some paper towels to clean up the mess.
“Y/N?” Marilyn questioned, but you didn’t respond, fixated on the mess on the floor, scooping it up into the paper towels and throwing the remnants in the bin.
“Y/N!” Larissa’s call caused you to look up at her, wide eyed as panic set deep in your chest. You didn’t say anything, and she moved closer to you, and you had to force yourself not to move away. “What is wrong, sweetheart?”
You shook your head lightly and flinched lightly when Marilyn’s hand found yours. “Nothings wrong. I think I’m just tired.” You muttered; eyes trained to the floor. It wasn’t a complete lie, sleep was scarce now the nightmares were back, you rubbed your eyes with your free hand and Marilyn didn’t say anything as she pulled you into her arms. You tensed at first, before relaxing into her. You closed your eyes and wished for the thoughts to stop.
“It’s okay, darling.” Marilyn whispered into your shoulder, and you felt tears escape your eyes. God, you didn’t even know why you were crying. You felt Larissa’s arms envelop you too, as she placed a kiss to your head.
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It had been a week since the ‘incident’ in the conservatory and you refused to talk to Larissa and Marilyn about it when they asked. Honestly, you had had hardly seen the pair, your nightmares were getting worse and in turn, so were your panic attacks.
Your mother had notified you that today was the day that Wednesday would be enrolled into the school. So, when the clock struck twelve, you found yourself wandering to Larissa’s office, knowing they would all be sitting there.
What you didn’t expect, however, was to bump into Marilyn along the way. Her eyes didn’t leave your face as she stepped closer to you, and she threw a glance over her shoulder before leading you down to her Conservatory. Neither of you said anything, and once she knew you were far enough from other students, her hand found yours as she led you in.
“Are you okay, my sweet?” She had asked and you nodded, looking at all the plants around you. “You don’t look like you’ve been sleeping well.”
Her hand reached up to your face. “I’m okay.” You murmured and found yourself leaning into her touch. You wouldn’t admit it, but you had begun to miss the two women’s touch. Marilyn furrowed her brows at you. “Honestly, I’m fine.”
Marilyn moved her hand from your face and placed both her hands on your hips, pulling you closer. You shut your eyes tightly and clenching your jaw. She was giving you pity. She didn’t care. She was Larissa’s girlfriend. Not yours. “I don’t believe you.” She muttered, and you opened your eyes to see her wide eyes. “You can talk to me, Y/N. Just like you can talk to Larissa. We care.”
Jesus. They didn’t care. And now they were lying to you about it. You pulled out of her grip, and took a step away from her, you turned away from her and your hands found themselves at your side.
“You do not care. You’re lying. Quite frankly, I don’t care if you are. But Jesus Christ Marilyn, take a hint a hint and leave me alone!” Your voice rose, and you heard Marilyn shuffle. You shut your eyes again, fighting any tears threatening to brim. Just as you were about to speak again, you felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. You opened your eyes and moved your hand inches from the side of your head and grabbed down.
You investigated you hand and saw Wednesday’s favorite dagger in your hand. You looked to the doorway, seeing your sister smirking along with your mother and father, Larissa behind them with a frown.
“You failed to catch me.” You say to your sister, stepping closer to her. You grin at her, as her smirk grows wider.
“It would be stupid to assume I wouldn’t.” Your sister retorts and as soon as you step close enough, you wrap your arms around her. Wednesday doesn’t hesitate in wrapping her arms around you too.
You place a kiss on her head before pulling away and returning the dagger to her. You look up to your mother and father, and before you can move forward, they both engulf you in a hug.
You look over the shoulders to see that Larissa has now moved next to stand next to Marilyn, seeing as they conversed to each other.
“My little fighter, I have missed you so much! How has Nevermore been treating you?” Your father exclaims and you hear your mother laugh lightly, they haven’t pulled away yet, and if it were anyone else, you would have moved away.
But you haven’t seen them in so long and you have missed them. You smile weakly into your father’s shoulder. “I’ve missed you to, papa. Nevermore has been great; Wednesday will love it.”
It is only then your mother and father pull away and your mothers’ hands immediately find your face. “You haven’t been sleeping.” Your mother states, and your eyes trail to Larissa and Marilyn whose faces show the exact same concern as your mothers.
“I’m fine.” You mutter, as you move your eyes back to hers. Your mothers’ eyes are filled with nothing but care, and you see the tears forming in them.
“I am not one to be pushed away easily, Y/N. You learnt this when you were 15.” You mother states, and you feel the tears falling. Your mothers thumb brushes them away, and from the corner of your eye you notice your father leading Wednesday away. “Have the nightmares started again?” Your mother questions, and you nod lightly. She pulls you back into a hug. “And the panic attacks?” She whispers into your ear, and you nod into her shoulder.
Your mother pulls away again and throws a glance to Larissa and Marilyn who are both watching with frowns on their faces. You feel ashamed. Ashamed.
“No embarrassment in it, my love. Let’s go for a walk, shall we?” Your mother holds an arm out to you, and you gratefully accept it, allowing her to lead you away.
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Your mother and you had spoken, and you had admitted that you had developed feelings for a couple. Your mother didn’t pry, knowing when was best to push and when was not. But she assured you that pushing people away was not the answer, reminding you that you didn’t push the family away when you were first adopted, and they opened their arms to you.
You and Wednesday stood next to each other, watching the family drive off after they had bid their farewells. You waved before wrapping your arm around Wednesday’s shoulder.
“Attempted murder, Wednesday? Really?” You questioned, looking at her, and Wednesday moved her gaze to you as she smirked.
“I know, how miserable that I failed.” She shot back and you smiled lightly at your sister before lightly pulling her away and back into the academy. “I had a vision about you.”
You raise your eyebrows and don’t immediately respond as you lead her up to her dorm room, the hallways were quiet, indicating it was lunch time for the academy.
“I saw what your nightmares are like.” You sister mutters, not as stoic as usual. There is a hint of a frown that would be unnoticeable to anyone, but you and you move your arm from her shoulder. Wednesday stands in front of you and you look at her. “They seem like torture. And not the good kind.”
You always appreciated Wednesday’s honesty because you always knew where you stood with her. And you knew she didn’t pity you, merely just stating facts.
“They are.” You reply, moving your eyes from her. You notice Larissa rounding the corner and you place your arm back around Wednesday’s shoulder as you continue to walk with her. Larissa notices you both and smiles.
“Wednesday, Y/N!” Larissa exclaims, her hands cupping together in a fake excitement. “How wonderful it is to see sibling unity in the halls of Nevermore!”
You see Wednesday sneer at her before moving her gaze to you and raising an eyebrow. Normally, you would have smiled at her antics but as you feel your stomach twisting with anxiety, you can’t muster up the energy. So, you allow Wednesday to respond for you both.
“Yes. Y/N was just showing me the best escape routes.” Wednesday responds sarcastically, and you turn to look at your sister with a murderous look. Wednesday turns to look at you with a smirk. Larissa frowns lightly.
“Wednesday!” You exclaim in light shock and Wednesday smirks, letting you know she feels as if she has won, so instead, you play the game she is. “There is no need to lie, my little sunflower! I was, after all, just showing you the best places to hide for make out sessions.”
You watch as your sister begins to glare at you and you grin at her, you turn to Larissa, who has now caught on that you are both joking, and her eyes lighten slightly to see you smile.
“Ah, I see.” Larissa smiles and steps closer to you both. “Y/N, may I speak to you in my office once you have taken your sister back to her dorm?”
“Of course, Principal Weems.” You respond, and guide Wednesday away. There is a tenseness in your body that Wednesday notices, and once Larissa is out of view, her hand grips yours.
“You shouldn’t have to face the nightmares alone, Y/N.” Your sister states, and you don’t look at her. “In my vision I also saw you with two women, I didn’t see their faces, but I know they are romantic interests. It’s no good for you to push everyone away.”
“You know, it’s funnier when it comes from you then mother.” You joke, as you approach Wednesday’s door. You see the seriousness on Wednesday’s face and hold your hands up. “Okay, Okay. I’ll deal with it.”
Wednesday nods in appreciation and doesn’t say anything else as she moves into her room.
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You knock lightly on Larissa’s door, and you hope that she isn’t there and she has been caught up in some other business but you hear her faint voice saying ‘come in’ and you curse yourself.
You push the door open, stepping into her office. Larissa is sitting at her desk, and her laptop isn’t open like usual. She holds a mug of coffee in her hands, and she indicates for you to sit.
You move to sit opposite her, and she places down her mug. Neither of you say anything for a second and her mouth comes together to form a frown.
“Marilyn will be joining us in fifteen minutes. I checked your timetable and know you do not have any classes for the rest of the day. So, before Marilyn comes, I would like to talk.” Larissa breaks the silence, her voice serious. “Marilyn and I have both noticed you look tired, and we did not mean to, but we overheard you mother asking if the nightmares have started again.”
Your chest feels tight, and you so desperately want to leave because it seems so much easier than having this conversation. But you instead close your eyes and let out a long breath.
“It’s not any of your business.” You retort on instinct and almost immediately, you regret it. You did not know why your first instinct was to always push people away and yet, it came as a second nature.
“You are correct. However, what is my business is you feeling comfortable; from what I have seen, you, at times, do not seem very comfortable around Marilyn and I. So I would like to take the time to say, that if the situation that you, I and Marilyn have is causing you this stress…” Larissa pause, sighing lightly, and you open your eyes to see her eyes are full of hurt. She clears her throat and continues to speak. “Then perhaps, we should end it.”
You move your eyes away from her, feeling them water, “If that is what you want.” You speak. You voice sounds weak, and you hated the involuntary vulnerability it showed.
“Y/N, it isn’t what I want. Nor is it what Marilyn wants but we just want you to feel comfortable and trust us.” Larissa states, you move your gaze back to her and her hand reaches across the desk. You look at her hand and your eyes sting now, and you feel the tears begin to fall. “If you want to end this, then we understand, darling. But don’t feel like you cannot tell us because we are your principal and professor.”
Jesus. You had really managed to push them away, huh? And what for? To protect yourself? It’s clear now that in trying to stop yourself from getting hurt, you’ve managed to hurt the two women you didn’t want to.
You tried to keep your distance. Why couldn’t they just listen to you?
You bring your hands to your face and begin to sob, tears streaming freely. Your chest feels tight and you breath heavily to try and catch your breath. Larissa stands from her chair and moves to you, swiveling you chair so you’re facing her. Her hands come to your face but you don’t move your own hands way so instead she pulls you, so your head is resting against her stomach.
“Y/N, it’s okay, it’s okay, just breath for me, sweetheart.” Larissa says softly, as her hands run through your hair. You cannot stop yourself from crying and you hear the door opening.
“Larissa?” You hear Marilyn’s voice and the door closing. Her steps move closer to you and her hands find your back, rubbing soothing circles against it. “Y/N, darling, are you okay?”
You shake your head because nothing about this is okay. Not the nightmares. The panic attacks. Not the love you have for them. Nothing.
You move your hands from your face and find yourself wrapping your arms around Larissa and pulling her down into you. You bury you face into her shoulder, and her hands place themselves around your hips before she picks you up and moves you to the couch.
You are still trying so hard to catch your breath and the tears are still falling.
When you finally manage to catch your breath, you pull out of Larissa’s embrace and Marilyn in standing in front of you. You wipe your eyes before patting the seat next to you and Marilyn sits next to you, her hand finding your back again, tracing patterns into it.
“I’m sorry.” You say, your voice thick with sadness. Larissa’s places her hand into yours.
“You have nothing to apologize for.” Marilyn says, and you bring your eyes to hers smiling weakly.
“Morticia and Gomez adopted me when I was 15. The years before that took a toll on me, and sometimes I get nightmares of the time before-.” You trail off, eyes moving to the lit fireplace. “And because of the nightmares, I get these really bad panic attacks and it’s like I’m not here but in the past, you know?” You finally say and Marilyn brings her hand to your face but doesn’t say anything, in fear of scaring you off.
“It’s not that I don’t trust either of you, or that I want this to end. It’s not that either of you are causing this. It’s me and my struggle. And it’s not fair if I put that on either of you, you know?” You finished and Marilyn pulled you into her arms.
“Sweetheart, you are not putting anything on either of us. You know, I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who has ever been so kind to everyone else, even with what you’ve been through.” Marilyn mutters, placing a kiss to your forehead.
“I’m not kind though, because how I’ve treated you both isn’t fair.” You mutter. Marilyn’s grip on you tightens. “You shouldn’t treat people you love like that.”
“People you love?” Larissa questions, and your eyes widen in a slight shock. You lightly try to pull away from Marilyn, but she doesn’t let go of you and she places another kiss to your forehead. You look up to see her smiling.
“Don’t worry, Love. Larissa and I love you too.” She smiled and her lips find yours, you smile into the kiss and Marilyn pulls away. You turn to Larissa and Larissa’s hand places itself under your chin, she smiles at you.
“I love you, Y/N.” She states before pulling you in for a kiss of her own. When she eventually pulls away, they both look at you with a smile.
“Don’t worry, Love. We’re not going anywhere.” Marilyn says, bringing you back into her arms. You grin at them both.
Now, maybe you have found your inner peace.
-Fin
A/N: I know right? Finally!! This one really took a lot of effort. I do hope you guys enjoy.
I did change the idea slightly just cause it felt right at the time, but i still hope you guys enjoy nonetheless xx
Maybe a short part 2 to follow up?
Lemme know what you guys think!
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Marilyn Thornhill x Reader obscenity
You are at the RaveN, you are a student and you are in your last year and your girlfriend -who is also your botany teacher- is jealous because you decided to go to the dance with a girl who is in love with you since you couldn't go with Marilyn because of their relationship it was secret, she decides to teach you a lesson.
Anonymous request on Tumblr: give us some jealous marilyn fics 😍
Warning: obscenity,
The reader is eighteen years old!
sorry if there are mistakes, english is not my first language
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You were currently changing to attend the RaveN, you were with your best friend Enid -You knew that she was in love with you and your girlfriend, Marilyn, also knew it-. Your girlfriend was somewhat frustrated because you couldn't go to the dance together, no one knew you were a couple, not even your best friend.
lately you had the idea to make your girlfriend jealous to make her angry, you wanted to try it. You knew how possessive she was of the redheaded woman and how much she was frustrated that she couldn't fuck you in front of anyone looking at you and you dristrutabas of that.
For that very reason, you were excited about this dance. You were going to go with Enid and when you mentioned it to Marilyn she got furious, she told you that you would not go with your friend to the dance, but you didn't care. You chose the most provocative dress you had and you did your makeup disobeying all the orders of your lover with a smile on your face.
Enid waited anxiously for you, although you tried to make it clear that you had no intention of misleading her. When you left your Ophelia Hall room, you could see the dark glow in your blonde friend's eyes, but you decided to ignore it.
"Shall we go?" you asked taking your friend by the arm, she gave you a little nod and you both started walking to where the party was located.
When they arrived you looked at the panorama like a hawk, you stopped to look at your lover who was in a white dress, red lips and her characteristic smile.
You could feel a chill run through your body when Marilyn's gaze connected with yours and she looked at you in a way that only you could understand, you thought she was holding back the urge to take you like a slut at that very moment, you knew she would if could.
Looking at your dance partner, you ignored your girlfriend's glare and focused on Enid. The blonde girl was excited by the punch, which was obviously full of alcohol, you laughed at her excitement and followed her to where the drinks were.
"Shit, Enid... don't drink too much" you said mocking when you saw that the girl had two glasses in her hand.
“Don't you want to drink, Y/N?” she asked you and you accepted the drink almost without thinking.
The rest of the time Enid was talking to you about things that you hadn't paid enough attention to remember, you dedicated yourself to looking only at your lover who was watching you from the other end of the place with a defiant posture.
"Are you at least listening to me, Y/N?" The colorful blonde whined as you stepped out of the redheaded trance.
"S-sorry.. what did you say?" you asked distractedly moving to look at her.
"Nothing.. it doesn't matter" she sighed her "Do you want to dance?, they're playing Sexyback" she asked and you took her to the dance pint without thinking twice, this was the perfect opportunity to piss off Marilyn.
All her gazes -including that of a certain redhead- turned towards you when you took her by her waist and she looked at you almost hypnotized. They both danced to the beat of the music, her bodies rubbing in unison, your heated gaze was directed at your lover, her gaze was so deeply strong that you felt like you could have an orgasm at that very moment.
Apparently, his dance caught everyone's attention so much that they joined in when they changed the music to Goo Goo Musck. Tired, you and Enid took a break while laughing at the scene they just did, though your laughter was cut off by Marilyn's voice with her arms crossed. "
Mhm-ah" the woman chirped making you look at her "Y/N, can I talk to you for a sec?" she asked herself seriously.
"Is it necessary, Miss Thornhill?" you complained, challenging her with an innocent look.
"Yes" she said through clenched teeth "it's important" she added giving you a warning look.
"Go Y/N... I'll wait for you" Enid's voice said.
"Okay" you said sighing "Enid, honey, see you in a bit" you said goodbye following the redhead who took you by her wrists.
Marilyn led you out of the place where she was at the party, it wasn't until a while later that you realized she was taking you to her room, getting you away from everything.
Immediately after she closed the door, Marilyn slammed you against the next wall and grabbed your wrists, holding them above your head.
“So, you like to get spanked when you're naughty, naughty girl?” She said, teasing the lyrics to the song you danced to with Enid and you groaned at her tone.
Marilyn kissed you hard almost leaving you unable to breathe "You like to make mommy angry, don't you?" She asked extremely close to your ear making you tremble with excitement, your thighs trembled desperately.
"Oh, you're such a needy naughty girl," he spoke when he saw you tremble.
"Y-yes, mommy.. just for you" you said trying to rub your hips together to get some friction.
Marilyn lifted the skirt of your dress sensing your arousal, she pushed your panties aside and began to play with your needy skin as you squirmed under her touch."So wet for me huh?" you moaned back"You're such a girl naughty, teasing me to get mommy to give you attention" he said rubbing your clit furiously.
"P-please m-please mommy, I need you..." you begged shakily and gasped as Marilyn filled you, inserting two fingers into your throbbing center.
"Mommy is mad at you darling... that's why mommy has to punish you" Marilyn said pushing you to the limit.
"P-please... let me cum..." you pleaded with tears running down your cheeks.
"No. Mean girls aren't allowed to cum" she spoke in a firm tone to take her hand out from under your dress and leave you completely needy.
"Please... don't leave me like this, I won't be able to concentrate" you asked.
"That way you'll learn not to make mommy mad, naughty girl" she said turning around to give you a firm spank.
"Give me your panties" she commanded.
"What?, no Marilyn... please no, I can't give you my panties"
"Mean girls can't wear their panties, honey. Now please Mommy and be a good girl."
And with your face completely red with embarrassment, you took off your panties and handed them to your lover, she smiled at you and folded them and then put them in her pocket.
"What a nice girl" he teased you "Now she's going back to the dance, we don't want them to suspect anything, honey" she ordered and you did as she said. Shit, the rest of the dance was hell.
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request: Maybe thornhill falling for someone that lives in Jericho
navigation // request // me and find the rest!
summary: marilyn starts to feel like a teenager in love when a special girl takes her order at the cafe.
warnings: none!
note: i loved this one soo much! it’s just all cutie and fluffy
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Not going anywhere Pt. 2
Marilyn Thornhill x reader x Larissa Weems-
Info- Parents weekend comes around, Wednesday and Y/N vow to protect their romantic interests from their mother. Little did they know Morticia had a vision.
part one here
A/N- PURE FLUFF
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It had been months since You, Larissa and Marilyn had made things official, at first it was still discreet because of Larissa and Marilyn’s positions in the academy but after a while, more and more people had begun to connect the dots. Nobody judged, of course, plus the threats from your younger sister were enough to keep their mouths shut.
It was a Thursday, and since you were an older student, you had less classes than the youngers. So, you sat in the quad, quietly reading to yourself, before you saw Wednesday’s shadow above you.
“Shouldn’t you be in class?” You question her and Wednesday rolls her eyes, moving to sit down next to you.
“Your girlfriend wanted me to take some time to read since I’m already ahead of the class.” She scowls and you grin at her, moving over slightly to give her more room.
“And this is a bad thing because…?” You question, of course, you had already known the answer and it was because of the blonde werewolf who had managed to crack your sisters self-proclaimed stone heart.
“Enid’s still in class.” Your sister scowls and you grin once again, closing your book. Your sister had obviously noticed your smug nature as she flicks you. “Need I remind you that you romantic interests are far more intriguing than mine.”
“Hey, come on now, I’m so very happy for you.” You retort as you stare back with a glint in your eyes. “Plus, I’m glad you’re out here, there is something we need to discuss.”
“Parents weekend?” Wednesday deduces and you nod lightly. “So, we are both in agreement that mother cannot find out.” Your sister states.
“Yes, however, I am in an undesirable situation because the last time mother was here…” You trail off and Wednesday glares at you.
“Please, do not tell me you mentioned your girlfriends to her!” She exclaims, slightly too loudly and you sigh, allowing yourself to nod.
“We weren’t dating at the time! I didn’t think we were going to be dating! And mother asked, and you know how she is, so I just told her, but I didn’t tell her who they were.” You respond lightly and Wednesday glares at you.
“Oh, like it will take her long to figure out.” Your sister responds sarcastically, and you shrug lightly. “Y/N, you do know as soon as she questions you then I shall get all the questions after you, about my love life. I know you may be ready for mother to know, but I’m not. I don’t even know what Enid and I are.”
“Right so, we will just have to avoid her then.” You say, and Wednesday rolls her eyes. You know she is already judging you and you know she doesn’t think it will work. “It’s the best option we’ve got. Plus, If we avoid her she won’t find out and then she can’t talk to our partners without us.” You retort.
Wednesday smirks lightly at you. “You have double the odds against you, seeing as you have two girlfriends.”
You feel the humor in her words and instead you lightly bash your shoulders with her.
“Oh, shut up. Don’t you have some reading to do?”
-
The evening rolls around and you make your way to Larissa’s office knocking before you hear her voice entering. You open the door and see both of your girlfriends sitting firmly on the couch. They both look up and smile at you.
“Hi, Sweetheart.” Marilyn says and holds her hands out to you. You take them and smile at her.
“Hello, Darling.” Larissa states with her own smile, and before you know it, Marilyn is pulling you to sit in between them.
You place your head onto Marilyn’s lap while she plays with your hair and Larissa pulls your legs onto her lap, placing her hands on top of them.
“Good day?” You question the pair of them and they both lock eyes before smiling at you.
“Better now we’ve seen you.” Larissa states and you feel your heart swell at the comment.
You tip your head up to look at Marilyn who looks so content and you can’t help the grin that forms on your face.
“Wednesday said you let her leave lesson early today to go and read.” You say and Marilyn smiles softly at you.
“Oh? Did she also tell you that the whole lesson she was just staring at Enid?” she asks and you laugh lightly at her statement.
“No but she did admit it was a bad thing because Enid was still in class.” You respond. And you notice how Larissa’s lips twitch.
“We’ve both been thinking.” Larissa states and you move to look at her. “Its parents weekend this week and how would you feel about us introducing ourselves as your girlfriends to your parents?” Larissa questions and you can’t help the frown that forms. They both notice and you feel Marilyn’s hands stop moving in your hair.
“Oh.” You manage to say, and the pair look at you, Marilyn’s eyes showing more hurt than Larissa’s.
“Would you not like that?” Marilyn asks and you shake your head, moving to sit up beside both.
“No, no. It’s not that, I promise. It’s just Wednesday and I kinda made an agreement earlier that mother wouldn’t find out about either of our love lives. Not that I haven’t mentioned you! Because I have. Just, Mother can be very overbearing! And Wednesday isn’t ready for Mother to know about her and Enid because she doesn’t even know what they are! And if she knows about us, then she’ll just focus on Wednesday’s love life! And I’m not ashamed of either of you, I promise! It’s just that, you know, Wednesday’s first love interest and I know she wouldn’t want mother to get involved!” You ramble, before taking a breath.
Larissa brings her hands to yours, a grin forming on her face. You turn to look at Marilyn, whose smile has now returned, and you sigh in relief.
“It’s okay sweetheart. We can wait. Wednesday has made a lot of progress since she’s been here, we wouldn’t want to compromise that, hmm?” Larissa states and brings her lips to your neck. You breathe in a deep breath and Marilyn’s hands move to your knee, her face coming close to yours.
“So, what exactly have you told your mother about us?” Marilyn questions, her breath tickling your lips.
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Friday morning arrives and both you and Wednesday decide to go to Jericho to at least hold off your mothers questions for a few hours. Each of you shop for individual items before returning to the weathervane to meet up again. Each of you is holding a bag of shopping and Wednesday sees clearly through your see through bag.
“Hmm, a book about plants and a hot chocolate making kit, I wonder who they are for.” Wednesday says, her voice dripping in sarcasm, and you raise an eyebrow to her before grabbing her own bag and looking inside. It’s a bright pink journal with the letter E on it. You grin at her.
“Oh, and I wonder who this is for.” You respond. You hand her back the bag and begin to leave the coffee shop. “Might be best to go back to the academy now, though.”
“I agree.” Your sister says and you grin at her.
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You both enter the gates of the academy and before you even have the chance to say anything, you notice your mother standing beside Larissa, Marilyn and Enid. You and Wednesday lock eyes before approaching you mother. Your mother turns and greets you both with a smile, before she takes you into your arms.
“Y/N, how I have missed you.” Your mother states before pulling away and looking towards your sister, “Oh, Wednesday, I do hope you have grown to love the academy.”
Your eyes move towards Larissa and Marilyn who both looked like they have been told off and you then turn to look to Wednesday who is staring at Enid.
“Hi, Mother, I’ve missed you too.” You state and smile at her. You look down at your bag before pulling out the black purse that you had purchased for her. “I got you this.”
“Oh, sweetheart, thank you.” Your mother states, and you look at Wednesday again, hoping she will say something, anything, but instead she storms off, Enid following behind her.
“Oh, uh, that was weird.” You lie and your mother smiles at you, linking your arms together.
“Not entirely.” Your mother states and you look at her again and she smiles even bigger, you look again at Larissa and Marilyn, both are frowning, and you don’t fail to notice the anxious look on Marilyn’s face. “I had a vision, you know.”
You decide to change the subject. “Oh, that’s nice. Where are father and Pugsley?” You ask.
“Oh, they couldn’t make it. They had a fishing tournament. Now enough about that, lets now talk about your relationship with Larissa and Marilyn.” Your mother says and you once again look at the pair in front of you. “See, I’ve already spoken to both of them about how if they ever hurt you, there is distant Addams relative I can call to make them disappear.”
You can’t help the small smile that forms on your face as you look at your mother. Its her way of saying she accepts but also saying that she will not judge and do anything until they hurt you.
You unlink arms with your mother and fish your hands into the bag and hand the gifts to both Marilyn and Larissa.
They both accept it gratefully and they both look at you with utter love and devotion.
“I was going to wait until later to give these to you but since mother already knows, there’s no point in waiting.” You say and they both grip you in your arms.
Your mother stares at the three of you before smiling softly and walking away. You look at Marilyn and Larissa who both look sheepish.
“Yeah, so your mother had a vison and kind of already knew about us. She confronted us after she knew you and Wednesday left for Jericho.” Marilyn states, and her hands finding their way to your waist, Larissa’s hands now resting on your shoulders. You laugh lightly.
“You know what, I would pay good money to see that on video.” You say and Larissa lips come close to your eyes.
“I would pay good money to have it erased from my memory.” She states before the three of you laugh.
In the distance, your mother watches you with a huge smile on her face, glad that you have a relationship so pure.
-
On Sunday evening, you are sitting in Larissa’s office, your head on Marilyn’s lap and your legs on Larissa’s lap. Your mother is long gone.
Your sister barges in, Enid’s hand in her own and she scowls at you.
“Mother can never know she was the reason Enid and I got together.” She states.
Fin
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GUYS. NEW FIC IDEA. reader is like a final year student at Nervermore (21/22) and their friend sets them up on a blind date with a couple who’s polygamous.
GUESS WHO IT IS? Larissa and Marilyn 😭😭. Reader is like “oh no, do I sit at table, do I leave?” And then a waiter comes along and seats her.
It’s really awkward at first and reader offers to leave, and Marilyn and Larissa are like “you can stay if you want, or leave if you’re uncomfortable”
Reader stays!! Basically just love confessions. And Marilyn and Larissa confess they only did the blind date because they wanted to move in from reader.
What do you guys think??