Rio Hates Evanora In A Way That Is So Specific To Hating A Mother-in-law

That’s a married couple right there I don’t know what to tell you

Everyone thirsting over old Patti Lupone pics means I'm able to open up my arsenal and help to feed the children.

Oh to be in a relationship with these both 😩🥴

𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤-𝐨𝐫-𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧

Well, here's the last Halloween short. It was meant to be the first but of course i fucked it up and it didn't post. fml.

anyway. Enjoy <3

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warnings: none

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enjoy xx

Halloween wasn't really a big deal with the Warrens, usually. They mostly just let Judy dress up, go out for a while, then come back home. Ed was too nervous that Judy would get harmed, and Lorraine knew that the spirits and various demons that roamed around these parts quite enjoyed getting around that night. That is, until a few years ago. When you came into their lives. You appeared like a hallucination and took over the Warren's lives like a whirlwind. You'd gotten close with Lorraine, and then Ed, and before any of you knew it you'd ended up in their bed. Six months later, the couple had asked you to join their relationship as more than a bedmate, and you'd eagerly accepted. That was two years ago, now you live with them and are existing in lovely domestic bliss; besides the demons of course.

But today is Halloween, and for once you've convinced both of them to let you take Judy out. You've already donned your costume, a rough rendition of Morticia Addams, and are helping Judy braid her hair into Dutch braids to match your theme as a teenage Wednesday. With one done, you move onto the second, and ask "So, are you excited?" The brunette smiles and replies "Um, yeah, of course I am! Mom and dad never let me go out for more than, like, thirty minutes." You chuckle, shaking your head at your partner's overprotectiveness. They obviously had a reason to be wary, and they weren't wrong for being nervous about this kind of thing. But they trust you, and you would never let Judy get hurt. Ever. Once you tie off the second braid, dropping it to lay against Judy's chest, you stand back up and clap your hands together, smiling proudly. "You look absolutely amazing, darling," you exclaim, and Judy grins, spinning in place to show you the whole costume. It looks amazing, of course, so after a bit of dark eyeshadow and eyeliner, she's done. You do the same for yourself, putting on your fake nails and makeup.

With one last nod to yourself in the mirror, you gesture to the door for Judy to follow, and head out into the sitting room, where Lorraine and Ed sit together talking quietly between themselves. You clear your throat, gaining their attention, and the two brunettes glance over to you and their daughter. Fond smiles immediately bloom on both their faces, and Lorraine is the first to stand and approach you. She cups Judy's face between her hands, tilting it to the side and inspecting your work. Then she looks to you and says "You did wonderful, darling." You shrug, smug smile playing on your lips as you state "Of course I did. I've been trick-or-treating since I was a kid, I know what I'm doing." Lorraine rolls her eyes playfully but steps in front of you anyway and presses a soft kiss to your lips as Ed also appears at her side, checking out his daughter and then your costumes, nodding in approval. "Wednesday and Morticia, eh?" he asks, and Judy nods eagerly, making the three of you chuckle. After a few more minutes of talking through the rules, you promising to stay safe and that you know how to take care of yourself, and giving your partner's quick kisses, and you're off.

You quickly check your lipstick in the mirror by the door and sigh when you see it slightly messed up, quickly fixing it and calling out "You messed up my lipstick!" It's teasing, and faintly you hear Ed shout "Too bad!" and it makes you laugh. You don't get the chance to respond before Judy's dragging you out the door with a laugh of her own. A dark leather bag over Judy's shoulder, the two of you turn right and start heading down the block. You point out decorations and laugh when Judy's eyes light up at the bright lights and skeletons draped with spiderwebs. Within thirty minutes, you've gained at least a dozen compliments on your matching outfits, and have had four women say something along the lines of "Aww, how sweet, you and your daughter match!" and each time you've laughed, thinking "If they only knew." Plus, Judy already has more candy than she's ever gotten in past years, apparently--it's a thought that makes you very happy, and quite proud of yourself.

Soon, you approach a large house, dark and ominous; the perfect stereotypical Halloween mansion. You can feel Judy's nervousness from where you stand, and as much as you love the girl, you also know that no Halloween is complete without at least one scare. Plus, you know the people who live here, and they're amazing at that kind of thing--you've gotten spooked more than once here. So with a little smirk, you gently push her up the walk and towards the house, mumbling "Go on, I'm sure it looks scarier than it is," and the girl believes you. You almost feel bad for taking advantage of her trust like this...but not quite. So you watch her take cautious steps towards the looming home, glancing rapidly side to side, just waiting for something to happen. But nothing does, and you see her relax almost imperceptibly. But not even seconds later, she lets out a scream as someone sprints at her in some sort of devil costume, running past her with a shout. Judy jumps backwards and you burst into laughter, holding your stomach as you cackle. Judy glares back at you and shouts something like "Screw you, y/n!" It makes you gasp and hold your chest, calling back "Language, young lady!"

She just rolls her eyes and walks forward again, as confident as she can. It seems like the home owners are going easy this year as the only other scare they do is swinging the door open with a loud "boo!" that makes Judy jump back again, holding her chest and breathing heavily. The older lady in the doorway laughs, and holds out a whole handful of candy to drop into Judy's bag. She catches sight of you and another smile spreads across her face as she waves, calling out "Hey, y/n!" You smile back, jogging up towards the house as you reply "Evening, Diana!" The blonde asks how you've been and you shrug, making a so-so motion with your hand and saying "Pretty good. Taking Judy here out for her first proper Halloween," as you clap your "daughter"'s shoulder, an action which earns you a grumble from the girl. You exchange a few more words with Diana before dismissing yourself with a wave and returning with Judy to the sidewalk. Once you're away from the house the girl mumbles "That was mean of you, y/n." You sigh, bending down a bit and apologizing for not telling her. "I'm sorry sweetheart. I just wanted to let you get in a good spook. I won't let it happen again, okay?"

The brunette nods, and you two continue on with your night. But as it starts to get dark, and you check your watch to see it being nearly 9, you finally say "Alright, time to head back. Your parents will get worried." Judy sighs unhappily, but doesn't argue, knowing you're right. The two of you talk quietly about the night as you return home, Judy swinging her candy bag by her side with one hand and holding yours with the other. It only takes ten minutes or so before you've arrived, and you let Judy go inside first, closing the door behind her with a soft click before following the hyperactive child into the sitting room once again. Unsurprisingly, you find her parents sitting there, Lorraine cuddled up against Ed's side, who has his arm around her shoulder. She looks to be napping, but wakes as soon as Judy skips into the room, exclaiming "Mom, dad! We're back!" The woman sits up quickly, standing and looking over the two of you before finally relaxing once she knows you're alright. With a relieved sigh, she comes forward, listening to Judy tell her all about what the two of you had gotten up to. You gain a playful glare from both of them when Judy mentions you conveniently forgetting to tell her about the one house's reputation for giving children heart attacks.

Once Judy takes a breath, pausing her rapid-fire speaking, you finally get to cut in with "And we were very careful, so you don't have to worry about anything." Both Ed and Lorraine give you a grateful look, and you earn a soft, loving kiss from the latter that you sigh into contentedly. Soon the four of you settle in for the night, agreeing to let Judy stay up a bit later than normal to watch a movie, still in costume. She acquires the spot between her parents, while you get the luxury of cuddling into Lorraine, a position which doesn't take long to become your head in her lap as her runs her fingers through your hair. And once Judy goes to bed, Ed pulls you up so you're draped across both of them, legs across Lorraine's lap and head now on Ed's. He leaves a kiss on your forehead, your nose, both cheeks, and finally your lips, each one making you giggle breathlessly while Lorraine's fingers run across your thighs. It's not an action meant to lead to more, simply a soft, comforting touch that leaves shivers on your skin through your dress. The three of you spend the rest of the night there, and when you also go to bed, you fall asleep with the feeling of Lorraine's head snuggled into your collar and Ed's arm wrapped around both of you protectively.

dating someone who naturally brings out your playfulness, makes you laugh, never stops flirting with you, and loves you a little extra on the days you don't feel loveable makes you feel so incredibly safe and secure which makes you fall even more in love

I hope everybody here having a blast over Agathario has also been Around Enough to know that this miracle of representation in a Marvel project is incredibly delicate. It is of the UTMOST importance that our enthusiasm and excitement is reflected in viewership. In currency. It is EXTREMELY easy for monoliths like Disney and Marvel Studios to shut this kind of shit down due to "poor viewership". Don't let them. Don't LET them. The numbers have to be irrefutable.

So. Tune. In. Every week. Every Wednesday. Watch it multiple times in the days after. Continue to scream about it online. Be. Fucking. Loud. That's the only language Marvel will understand. So do not hold back.

AGATHA ALL ALONG TWEETS

(part 5)

two more days till my lesbians come back to me guys

discord saw most of this first

"I have a scar." - "No you don't."

Agatha replied awfully quick and sounded mighty confident

Hello! Good morning, good afternoon, or good evening! I’d like to know if you accept fanfic suggestions. If so, I’d love to request a fanfic of Lilia Calderu x Female Reader, where the reader is drawing, and Lilia approaches to take a look and asks if she can see the drawing. However, while flipping through some pages, Lilia ends up finding several drawings of herself. It would be similar to that scene from Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse, when Gwen picks up Miles’ sketchbook and sees several drawings of her. (I imagine Lilia’s reaction would be the cutest ever (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)).

Drawings of you

Pairing: Lilia Calderu x fem!reader

Prompt: (request)

Warnings: scars and history about them (reader has whip scars)

A/n: Hiiii!!! Thank you so much for the request!! Hope this is what you've asked for, please tell me what y'all think cause I think I've wandered a little 👉🏻👈🏻 Also I added some more plot hope it didn't ruin it tho.

As we finished the second trial, Alice's trial, and made sure Teen was alright we settled down and made a fire so we could rest for the night.

We sat by the fire and were currently sharing our battle scars, Lilia pointed out to her neck pulling her shirt aside making me shift on my seat "Check this out." we all reached a little closer to see better, my cheeks painted with a soft pink and then Jen asked what we were all thinking "What is that?" and Lilia, still showing it says "Vampire bite. Right before I knock out his other tooth." she says making all of us laugh.

Alice then turns to me "What about you, y/n? Do you have any battle scars?" she asks innocently, I couldn't hide my sudden face drop as my body tenses, my eyes fall to Rio cause she knows what my scars are about, her expression unreadable and then my eyes fall to Lilia's, her eyes curious about what I have to show and so I sigh "I do have them, yes. But they're really ugly and how I got them... Well, let's say it's not as funny as Lilia's." I say softly, preparing them to see my scars. I turn around, my back now facing them, and I lift my shirt, they gasp and an 'Oh gods' left Lilia's mouth.

When I turn around they all have a shocking and scared face, I look down at my intertwined hands as I could not bear their gazes directed at me "It all happened when I was in Salem, I was held captive by a powerful man... Not by power tho, but by money and other things, he was well known and respected by the people. So one day he found out I was a witch and how powerful I was, all because of a stupid mistake I've made." I said sighing in frustration memories of that haunting me "All those years he held me captive he made me do things for him, like cure people, read their fortune and if needed I would do some potions and cast some spells.... Curses even. If not or if I did it wrong he would whipp me over and over again until I had no skin left. It was that or burning in a stake." I tell as they all share a look "Dead almost caught me that time." I scoff taking a glance at Rio. Lilia shifts in her seat, her mouth opens to say something, but Agatha arrives and sits down next to Rio, so Lilia stays silent, but her eyes remain in my figure like she's trying to read me just like a book.

To take the tension out and to divert the attention from me I turn to Agatha "Agatha, do you have any battle scars?" I ask and she smirks pulling her sleeve up, Rio makes a snort knowing full well what she was going to show. Her scar is in the elbow "Knitting needle to the elbow." she says while showing it around as we all made a disgusted face "Ever heard of the daughters of liberty?" she asked and we all answered with 'no' while shaking our heads "Exactly." she says making all of us laugh.

And then, out of the blue, Rio says "I've got a scar." as Agatha quickly replies "No you don't." that makes me raise an eyebrow "Yes, I do." Rio reinforces taking a look at Agatha as she keeps explaining "A long time ago I loved someone. And I had to do something I did not wanna do... Even though it was my job. And it hurt them... She is my scar." she finishes and looks directly at Agatha, not even trying to hide who it was. Agatha then gets up saying she needs to stretch her legs and Rio follows her, leaving us four at the fire.

We all look at each other and shrug, I mean we all knew they had an history, it was clear as water, so we didn't bother. It's not like they're gonna tell us anyway.

I take a glance at the three witches "Y'all get some rest, I'll take the first watch." I tell them and they all nod, Jen and Alice got comfortable against the rock they were, Lilia did the same.

To pass time I conjured my sketchbook and pencil so I could draw something and by something I mean the elder wise witch sleeping a couple of feet in front of me. I couldn't take her out of my mind since the first day I saw her at Agatha's house, her curly hair, her curved nose, her soft looking lips, oh how I would love to kiss them, those dark irises I could drown in a matter of seconds, her angelic voice, the whole of her, I could not stop thinking about her and only her. And I couldn't stop drawing her since, my sketchbook was full of her images, profile, full body, different expressions, her hands, her necklace, I couldn't stop, I won't stop.

I now started to draw her sleeping figure, how her body was curled in as she lays on her side facing me, her hands next to her chest in a protective way. She was in a deep sleep as her now relaxed body only moved with her soft breathing. I lost myself in the lines drawing efficiently every detail of her, capturing her essence as she sleeps... But the pencil started to weigh too much and so did my eyelids, I didn't even realise when I fell asleep, sliding into a deep slumber myself.

The shaking of my body and a soft voice is what makes me aware of my sleeping state and so I jump awake "Whoa, calm down, darling, it's just me." Lilia whispers as the rest of the coven is still sleeping, I frown "What's wrong?" I ask confused, she smiles softly "Nothing, dear, I only wanted to put you in a more comfortable position as you were not looking rather comfortable in that one." she says chuckling lightly, she then looks next to me where my sketchbook fell and she reaches for it "Oh, No-" I say trying to stop her but she's quicker than me "I always wondered what you spend so much time drawing about." she says teasingly and opens the book "Oh-" she says as she flips through the pages.

My face turns red, red as a tomato, as a strawberry, as her lipstick "Lilia-" I breathe out, but she looks at me tenderly "These are amazing, darling. But why me?" she asks innocently and I am left with no words, mouth agape as staring embarrassed at her "Have you seen yourself?" I ask, my voice lower than a whisper. She chuckles and shakes her head "No need to be shy now, dear." and my only reaction is to hide my face behind my hands with embarrassment.

Lilia's soft hands grab mine and put them down, her face really close to mine "I really appreciate it." she says and I almost choke with the air on my throat as she leans in and gives me a tender kiss on my cheek. Well if I wasn't red before, now certainly I was, my heart was ready to jump out of my chest as my head was ready to explode "Now, try to rest, dear, I'll take the next watch." she says laughing softly as she backs up to her previous spot.

How am I gonna sleep after this?!

“You’ll never get away from the sound of a woman who loves you”

Agatha: I hate you.

Rio: Enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst with a happy ending, 300k+ words.