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[moonagemeadows]

𝐿𝐼𝑃𝑆𝑇𝐼𝐶𝐾 𝑀𝐴𝑅𝐾𝑆. — 𝑆. 𝑆𝐴𝑁𝐷𝐸𝑅𝑆𝑂𝑁

𝐴/𝑁: halloween's over when i say it's over 👹👹

𝑆𝑈𝑀𝑀𝐴𝑅𝑌: who would have ever guessed that a costume party could be so eventful?

𝑊𝐴𝑅𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐺𝑆: lowercase intended, fluff, mentions of brief smut, partying, bright lights, alcohol consumption and groping, sarah calling y/n "pet", "lovey" and "silly girl"

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max, dani, and allison would kill you.

what was meant to initially be the plan of finding winnie, mary, and sarah took an abrupt turn for the chaotic worst once you found yourself wandering around in hopes of finding the three witches and only finding sarah, instead.

which would've been a fantastic thing in retrospect — if the few cans of beer chugged and the lazy kisses that she trailed down your neck didn't result in you both going back to your house and ending up in your bed, your costume (that left nothing to the imagination) and sarah's dress haphazardly strewn on the floor.

for a witch that's like a thousand years old, she definitely knows what she's doing with her tongue and fingers, you mused internally while idly staring at the wall in front of you.

your head felt cloudy. like the kind of feeling that you get after boredly spinning in one spot for too long. whether it was because of the blindingly bright strobe lights that left the little polka-dots in the corner of your vision, the mind-boggling orgasm sarah just drew you to or whether it was the alcohol finally taking its course, you were wrecked.

that feeling of sleepiness didn't last too long before sarah was speaking.

"lovey," you almost, for a split second, had a hard time believing she fed off children's souls to stay youthful with how incredibly soft her tone was, "pet, are you awake?"

"mmh."

"i know you're awake, silly girl," the velvety purr in her voice had goosebumps erupting on your skin, "how did you like it?"

you felt the blonde's hand idly shift from where it was previously coiled around your waist beforehand to your ass — eliciting a high-pitched yelp from you, causing sarah to chuckle.

"g-good." you stuttered shyly.

"good."

as soon as it happened, her hand left your ass and you almost found yourself missing it. until sarah shifted and pulled you up against her.

"good," the blonde sighed contently, "try and get some rest, lovey."

"but what about mary and wi-"

"i'll deal with them when i see them again," the blonde interjected, clasping a finger against your puffy lips, "rest."

and you were to comply to her command. you were exhausted, after all.

yep. max, dani, and allison would kill you.

#sarah sanderson #hocus pocus #lgbtqia #queer #halloween #she was my first ever crush besides princess ivy from sofia the first #planning on also making a oneshot for her based after 'ivy's true colours' too 🤭🤭 #im really gay #like really gay #also I LEARNT MY GERMAN VOCABULARY FOR A TEST I HAVE TOMORROW AND IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF :DDDDD #k bye <3

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𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐀 — 𝐅. 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐇

𝐀/𝐍: my wife and a comfort oneshot? yumyum

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: you were never a fan of big crowds — specifically paparazzi. all the blinding flashes of camera lights, all the demanding, invasive questions, all the pushing and pulling as if you were nothing more than a mere ragdoll — but despite your disdain for the press, ironically, your well-known girlfriend isn't a fan of them, either.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: lowercase intended, fluff, enochlophobia (a fear of crowds), mentions of camera flashes, large crowds, panic attacks, crying, brief hair tugging, flo calling y/n "darling", "good girl", "my love", "lovely" and "my girl", flo being the angel gf she is

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lord, how you wished this was just a bad dream that you'd wake up from.

your metaphorical bad dream started off as a pleasant one. with the rare sliver of leisure time that you and florence got, you had decided to spend the sun-kissed morning with each other and get a bite to eat at your favourite café — courtesy of florence.

but you soon found your comfortably mudane morning spent with your girlfriend morphing into a thing of overstimulating chaos once the mounds of paparazzi recognised florence's familiar face and began to bombard you as soon as you stepped out the café door.

it was too loud; it was too packed; it was too bright, and just as soon as your breathing started to grow ragged, you were sitting on the lip of the hard, cold pavement — clutching and lightly tugging at the strands of your sweat-clad hair.

miserably unaware of the fact that florence had wedged her way through the crowd, you nearly jumped out of your own goosebump-ridden skin once you felt the redhead's arm coiling around your waist once she quietly squatted down beside you.

"darling," the soothing rasp of florence's voice calmed your frazzled nerve just a faint touch as it always did whenever you had a panic attack, "darling, look at me."

and you did — albeit through tears and uneven breaths.

"good girl," you felt your cheeks heat up at the soft praise; feeling them grow a deep crimson once florence pressed her lips against your forehead, "try and take some deep breaths for me — in through your nose, out through your mouth."

you tried — you really did, but god, it felt like someone was gripping your throat with an iron fist, so instead of your ragged breathing slowly evening itself out, you only managed to choke out a silent sob.

"oh, lovely," you heard florence coo, and while you couldn't see her face from where your face was tucked away in the crook of her neck, you knew she was most likely worried, "shhh, sh, sh. it's alright, my love, it's alright."

"i ca— i— c... can't b-breathe, flo— s'too br... brig—"

"shh..." your girlfriend whispered soothingly, gently tracing lazy patterns on your fabric-clad hip. it felt nice.

what the redhead did next, however, caught you off guard. shrieking quietly once florence swept you off the pavement and into her arms, you clutched at the back of her neck desperately.

"flor—!"

"relax," she interjected soothingly, reassuringly keeping a protective arm under your back, "i'm carrying you back to the car, lovely. gonna get you back home, and we can just have a lazy day — watch movies, eat snacks... whatever you want, my love."

"t-thank you."

"you're very welcome, my girl."

and a lazy day you certainly had. happily wrapped up in florence's arms on the couch for the rest of the day in one of her cosiest hoodies while pigging out on snacks and watching movies.

what a dream.

#florence and the machine #florence welch #fluff #lgbtqia #im so delulu help- #my wifeeeeeeee <333 #i love flo sm #im rambling #bye lol

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i was actually that fan u guys florence was touching me 😗

FLORENCE WELCH sharing a moment with a fan about to risk it all within_and_without on TikTok, September 10th 2022

#oh my fucking god im so gay #why are women so hot #HER ARMSSSSSSSS #id let those fingers do bad things 2 me