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urmumsdrycooch · 2 years

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Kate Marsh x GN!Reader

Summary: All on my previous post responding to the request.

Warnings: Swearing (if you squint), bullying, Kate being sad

It was love at first sight for me, which may be a bit of an exaggeration but now I don't think I could see it in any other way. We met in the dormitories, on September 2013', unpacking all the bags shipped off from our parents, and then our eyes locked. It was as if the rest of the world melted away and it was only the two of us in the room.

I felt something unlike anything else I'd ever felt, and that's when I knew, I had an immediate crush on the Christian girl from 222. Maybe it was fate, you know, with the angel numbers and all. I searched it up later that night, 222: a message of hope, basically saying to trust that everything is working out exactly as it's supposed to.

That same day a very rare surge of confidence made me introduce myself to her, and thank God it did.

"Hey, I'm Y/n." I smiled nervously, fiddling with a crease in my trousers.

The dirty blonde spun around to face me, a teddy bear held in her arms, "Oh, hi. I'm Kate." She returned the smile. She looks down at the teddy clutched in her hands, her face turning red before chucking it onto her bed.

We soon became each other's first friends at Blackwell, and I couldn't have been happier. We talked about anything and everything, laughed until our stomachs hurt and spent every free moment together.

Though in good there will forever be bad, and it killed me to watch it unfold onto poor Kate.

The student next door in 221 gave her a hard time from the beginning. Victoria Chase, member of Blackwell's elitist club, member of the student body, and Blackwell's biggest bitch. As much as I remind Kate how badly Victoria has treated her, Kate being her forgiving self constantly lets it go as if it were nothing, telling me 'she may have had a bad day' or 'I'd rather accept and move on than hate'.

But, recently it'd gotten worse, she wasn't sleeping, she wasn't eating properly, only leaving her room for school and the occasional lunch. It's been plaguing my mind for the past few days, so I simply sit at my desk, not really looking at anything, just thinking of ways I could cope with watching the woman I love slowly break down.

It's early in the morning, early enough to hear Kate's violin through the halls, but the usual Mozart piece had been brought to silence as of late. I stand up from my desk and walk over to my door, quickly checking my appearance in the mirror before making my way to Kate's room.

I raise my hand in a fist and lightly knock a rhythm on the wooden door, a mumbled, "It's open." spoke in return.

I slowly walk into the room and I'm met with a tired Kate sitting on the edge of her bed. She was in her usual attire, skirt, blouse, cardigan, etcetera. The room is dark and messy, which is very unlike the hazel-eyed girl.

"Good morning, Kate." I greet her, a small smile on my face in hope to lighten her mood.

She glances up at me, giving me a more clear view of the heavy bags under her eyes, "Good morning, Y/n."

"Did you sleep well?" I question timidly, fearing the slightest hint of her behaviour could be the downfall of our friendship.

She doesn't answer, only giving me a sigh and letting her shoulders deflate, on hand playing with the cross on her chest. I wonder if she's even slept, it sure doesn't look like it. She's always been one to follow a strict sleep schedule, seeing her like this is almost like unknown grounds.

"Kate, you've been awfully quiet recently," I murmur, eyebrows softly furrowed in worry.

She looks up at me, a small smile on her face, "I'm just tired, that's all."

I can tell she's lying, mainly because she's no good at it. I thought we'd promised to tell each other everything, I wouldn't be mad if she didn't feel comfortable telling me anything but it leaves me to believe I haven't assured her enough. Something's up, I don't need to know what exactly is up but as long as Kate is happy by the end of the day, that is all that matters to me.

I sit down next to her on her bed, letting my hands fall on my lap "You know you can tell me anything, right?" I persist, my worry turning into concern.

She bites her lip as if debating whether or not to tell me, before finally admitting, "It's been a bit of a rough week."

"What do you mean by 'rough'?"

We spend the rest of the time we had before first period talking about the incident, I was heartbroken, to say the least. Listening to the poor girl try to recover memories from the night of the party, finally understanding the looks from across the classroom, the whispers in the hallway, and the snide comments passed throughout the dormitories. I'd been wondering why Stella and Alyssa had strayed away from the girl, but you'd think someone's friends would stick with them.

By the end of the day, I'd returned to Kate's room and held her while she sobbed in my arms. Telling her everything will be fine when in reality, she's going through a nightmare that she can't escape, that'll stay with her for months, years, hell maybe even the rest of her life.

Once she'd calmed down she'd dry her eyes, and take my hands into hers, flushing my face red, then thanking me for being there. This became her new routine, a schedule to follow, and it's set to ruin her life.

Days go by and nothing's changed, clearly, this will be something going down in the Blackwell class of 14' history book, and it disgusts me.

I care about her too much to see her go through this, I have to help her.

I stroll out of my science lesson, Brooke by my side as we discuss some project we'd been given to work on until our conversation is stopped by some ruckus down the hall. We turn to each other with curious expressions, and then make our way to the small noise.

The both of us immediately stop in our tracks to take in the sight before us, not too much of a crowd had gathered, thankfully, but I can tell f it continued it would only escalate.

Textbooks and folders fallen onto the floor, Logan walking away from a defenceless Kate, laughing with his douchey friends. I leave Brooke's side to help the Christian girl with her belongings, however, when I thought that'd be the end of Kate's unfortunate daily harassment, Victoria and her minions make their entrance whilst I'm trying to sort all of Kate's things into her locker. They lock on to their prey and immediately attack. Picking on every minor insecurity they could possibly identify in the girl and tearing her to shreds.

Victoria and her friends are relentless, they won't stop until Kate's broken.

"Hey Jesus slut, planning on going wild again next week?" Taylor spit.

"Yeah, you sure knew your way around those guys' throats." Courtney follows her slightly taller friend's lead, giving Victoria the perfect moment to enter.

"Who would've thought little Christian whore Kate spends her spare time getting frea-"

I stop the blonde mid-sentence before she can dig too deep, "Just leave it, Victoria." I mumble, a poor attempt to get the trio to stop.

She scoffs, a raised eyebrow in disbelief, "And who are you again? Kate's guardian angel? Not like she'd be so worthy of one." A smirk plasters her face, a hand firmly placed on her hip.

"It doesn't matter who I am, just leave her alone." I try.

But it's no use, they won't stop until Kate's hurt worse than she already is. Eventually, I can't take it no longer, "What the fuck is up with you? You've treated her like dirt ever since you laid eyes on her, what could she have possibly done to you? She's the single most amazing person you'll ever meet, yet you never took the time to learn that, you were too busy trying to figure out what'll hurt her the most." I roar, anger fuelling my words.

"She's the purest person ever, and you're picking off a stupid accident that was forced on her." By now a crowd had formed to watch Victoria finally be put in her place.

"Maybe if you weren't such a bitch all the time, you'd see what there is to love about her. But you choose to take out your own insecurities on her. Do you not see what you've done to her, you've made her friends fucking leave her, you've made her family look at her in a completely different way, and you've made people who love her watch her suffer. And, please, let me tell you, watching someone you love's life simply waste away sucks, you know?" Victoria stays silent, and so does the rest of the school. Before I know it, I realised what I'd done. Not only had I just lashed out at someone who could kick me out of the school within a heartbeat, but I'd just admitted I love Kate. I internally hope they think I meant it in a friendly way... Who am I kidding? I'm fucked.

I leave the school grounds into the pouring rain, clothes getting soaked in the Arcadia Bay weather. Kate attempts to keep up with my wide strides down the street, trying to grab my attention with her words.

It takes her snatching my hand into her own and tugging me back to finally gather my focus. She stays silent, just looking at my face, my clenched jaw and furrowed eyebrows giving her enough information on how I was feeling. The two of us stand there, hair sticking to our clothes and clothes sticking to our skin.

After what seems like an eternity, Kate finally speaks up, "Do you really?"

I don't answer for a short while, mentally debating whether or not I should admit it. Clearly, I was taking too long because Kate, yet again, speaks up.

"Y/n, do you mean it?" She asks softly, an unsure expression planted on her face.

I nod, unable to form the right words. I watch her face change from worry to ecstatic, her hand softly squeezing my hand tighter. We stay like that for a while, rain still whipping at our faces, the both of us waiting for the other to say something.

"I love you, Y/n." She smiles with bliss.

I don't respond only looking down at my shoes to hide the shit-eating grin on my face, plus, I don't think I could look her in the eye without getting overwhelmed.

My eyes remain facing the ground, "I love you too, Kate." I speak quietly, I'm sure the girl almost didn't hear the confession over the thunder in the sky. "And I guess everybody knows now." I joke with a humourless laugh. Kate places her palm on my cheek making me look up at her into the beautiful hazel eyes I've grown to know and love.

She leans in, pressing her lips against mine in a soft and gentle kiss. The both of us stand there, just holding each other, enjoying the moment we've been waiting for. I don't know what the future holds, but I know that I'll be by her side, through thick and thin.

#life is strange #lis #Kate marsh #kate marsh x reader #kate marsh x gn!reader #brooke scott #logan robertson #victoria chase #taylor christensen #courtney wagner #stella hill #alyssa anderson #life is strange x reader

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watermelonsandal · 2 years

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life is strange characters as random vines part 5

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Dana: Babe, do you love me?

Logan: Not in the slightest.

Dana: Uuuurrrgggghhhh for real? Ohhh my godddd.

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Daniel: ESCALERA OOOOO

Stella: AAAAHHHH FUCK YEAH.

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Nathan: So I invite my dad to my birthday party and he shows up but only to take a shit and leave. What’s up with that.

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Chloe: *burps*

Joyce: Eww, that wasn’t very ladylike

Chloe: I

don’t

give

a fuuuuuck.

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Warren: If you’re a misogynist… good look my-dodging my fist. YAAAAAA—

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Victoria: ‘Cause you’re not that cute.

Max:

Victoria: And your hair’s not even.

Max:

Victoria: You look dusty.

Max: *tilts head*

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Kate: *throws cheese at mirror* this is the worst day of my life.

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Courtney: So this is the look for today.

Courtney: The products I use, you can’t afford.

Courtney: You’re way too poor. Don’t write this down.

Courtney: This is $80!

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Kate: Oh my gosh, Max! Do you want to get some froyo?

Kate: Come on, froyo! Ey!

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Max: Did you know that if you look into a mirror and smile, you’ll be less sad?

Nathan: *forced smile*

#life is strange #lis #incorrect lis quotes #vine #quote #shitpost #dana ward #logan robertson #daniel dacosta #stella hill #nathan prescott #chloe price #joyce price #warren graham #victoria chase #max caulfield #kate marsh #courtney wagner

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modelcoutureee · 7 months

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#Taylor Hill #Stella Maxwell #Sara Sampaio

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vulpes-aestatis · 1 year

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Brooke Scott didn't do well with people. She very much preferred robotics and gaming over actual social interaction. Ever since Monday afternoon though, she felt like she was losing her mind. She needed a sanity check, and Daniel, Alyssa and Stella were the closest thing she had to friends. She didn't know exactly how she managed it, but she somehow convinced the three of them to accompany her to the lighthouse.

"Look!" Brooke said, almost frantically gesturing to the vista. "What do you see?"

"The… sunset?" Daniel replied.

"Yes, the sunset," Brooke replied. "And what direction does the sun set?"

"West?" Alyssa offered.

"Yes," Brooke replied, glad that they seemed to be following along. "So, if that's west, what direction is Blackwell?"

She pointed to the school's bell tower in the distance.

"Southwest?" Alyssa said.

Brooke whipped out her phone and pulled up the photo she had taken the day before.

"Okay, now look at this," she said. "The eclipse happened at sunset, right? Directly west. Right as you walk out the front door of Blackwell."

Her three companions exchanged confused glances. Brooke was barely able to restrain herself from rolling her eyes. She dug into her backpack to pull out her notebook and opened it to the painstakingly drawn map of Arcadia Bay.

"Here's Blackwell," she said, pointing to the dot on the map. "And this is the direction of sunset viewed from Blackwell. West, right? Now, here's the lighthouse, see how it's definitely not northeast of Blackwell?"

Brooke began digging in her bag once more. She produced a protractor and an orienteering compass that she had borrowed from the science lab.

She stood up and began measuring the angle of the sun.

"Um, Brooke?" Daniel asked tentatively. "We're not really science and math kids. Wouldn't it be better to ask Warren about this sort of thing?"

Brooke froze. Her face darkened and her grip tightened on the compass.

"Brooke wanted to go to that Planet of the Apes thing with Warren," Stella explained quietly to Daniel. "But then he went and asked Max instead."

"Oh…"

Warren also apparently continued to forget that Brooke even existed. After the events of the past couple days, she was done pining over him.

"Can we focus, please?" Brooke asked testily.

"Brooke-" Stella began, before Alyssa interrupted.

"No, I wanna see where she's going with this."

They all looked at her in surprise and she hunched her shoulders at the attention.

"Um… something weird is definitely going on," Alyssa explained. "Three days in a row Max has warned me about stuff before it happened. I don't know if it's related, but it's super weird. Don't tell me you guys haven't noticed all the strange stuff going on."

Stella looked between them and shrugged.

"Thanks," Brooke said to Alyssa, not quite sure what to make of the idea of somebody having her back.

She double checked the compass again and sat on the bench that overlooked the bay. Her companions gathered around as she examined her map.

"Okay, so if the southern tip of the bay is here, then the sun is…"

She marked the direction of the sun with the protractor.

"...this direction," she finished.

"Um, Brooke," Stella said, "that's not west."

"No, it shouldn't be, but the compass says it is."

She handed the compass to Stella who raised it up to double check the angle.

"Okay, that is super weird," Stella said finally. "Like Twilight Zone weird."

"I don't understand," Daniel said as he examined the map. "I may not be a math kid, but I do understand perspective. This doesn't make any sense."

"No, it doesn't," Brooke replied. "Unless Arcadia Bay isn't obeying the laws of euclidean geometry."

#ficlet #life is strange #brooke scott #stella hill #daniel dacosta #alyssa anderson #my writing

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kevinvoncrastenburg · 3 days

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Uberhood (78) - Ottomas & Roth

Ottomas Summary: - Tommy Ottomas grew up to a teenager. - Peter and Samantha Ottomas have become more and more estranged from each other. The affair of Peter with Stella Roth definitely destroyed this relationship and marriage. Roth Summery: - Stella woohooed once again with Peter Ottomas. - Xander gained games enthusiasm and got a membership card. - Sandra Roth graduated from college and moved back home for now. - Morty joined the garden club. 🌼

#sims 2 #ts2 #the sims 2 #sims 2 uberhood #uberhood #riverblossom hills #morty roth #stella roth #xander roth #mare ottomas #tommy ottomas #kevinvon #kevinvoncrastenburg #sims 2 gameplay

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exquisitegrl · 10 months

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#stella maxwell #iman hammam #sara sampaio #taylor hill #josephine skriver #black and white

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jsugarplumprincess · 7 months

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If the winx were played by the most beautiful women I can think of:

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dalekofchaos · 9 months

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Post-Save Arcadia Bay headcanons

Since we never got anything detailing what happens after Max saved Arcadia Bay, not a mention in LIS 2 or a single comic on what could've happened because Square Enix refuses to give us post content for EVERY ending in LIS. Here is my personal headcanon and what a hypothetical Post-Save The Bay universe could look like.

There is a long period of grieving after the funeral. And nightmares of Jefferson.

The Blue Butterfly is a constant presence in Max's dreams

This would be the story of Max trying to move on, going through grief, Warren, Kate and the rest of Max’s friends helping Max through this sad period of her life.

Warren comes to sleep with Max to help soothe her nightmares. Sometimes her friends have sleepovers so they don't leave Max alone.

Max goes to the psychologist. She takes pictures but almost all of them are Chloe related. At the same time with her friends. There, Max learns to value her friends EVEN more and vows not to abandon them like she did with Chloe.

Max learns to listen and get to know herself more. And to be as brave as Chloe was

Much like the raven was for BTS. Max will dream of Chloe, trying to convince Max she has to let go of her guilt and move on with her life but know that she will always be in Max’s heart and also for her.

Warren would be a positive presence for Max, always there for her and a good influence during her grieving period. They’d watch movies together in their dorm rooms and just hangout. Warren’s presence soothes Max’s broken heart and this is why Max slowly falls in love with him.

Kate, Warren, Dana, Alyssa, Stella, Juliet, Daniel and even Victoria would be there for Max

With Kate, Kate is Max’s angel. Like Warren, Kate lifts Max up after the loss of Chloe. Kate would play her violin for Max, take Max to her Church groups and Kate would allow Alice to love Max up and tea dates just to brighten Max’s days up.

Max and Victoria would make peace and Victoria would help her through her grief, which would result in Max and Victoria finally becoming friends. Victoria, Taylor and Courtney would take Max out for shopping, dress Max up and Victoria would help reignite Max’s love for photography and would not let Jefferson ruin her passion. Max and Victoria together would take some killer shots. Victoria would tell Max “when you are a famous photographer, you can put your pictures in my gallery” and it was a deal, Max would focus on becoming a photographer and Victoria would become heir to the Chase Space. Max and Victoria embrace in a hug.

Max would confront Nathan in a mental institution. Upon being visited by Max, Nathan would break down in tears and tell her he did not mean to kill Chloe, hurt Kate or hurt Rachel. He didn’t want to hurt anyone and profusely apologize, but he knows he has to live with what he’s done and Max takes it upon herself to forgive Nathan and hug him. This results in a monthly visit where Max and Victoria would visit Nathan, think of this like the fanfic The Sense Of Me for Max and Nathan’s friendship.

We could also get a dream of Chloe telling Max that she loves Joyce and that she forgives her and misses her and Max would tell Joyce this and Joyce would break down in tears.

As enough time to process the grief and begin healing, Max and Warren go Ape and Max thanks Warren for being there for her during her mourning and Max tells her how much she appreciates Warren and confesses that she loves him and kisses Warren. Also Max and Warren would go on a double date with Brooke and Daniel

Time passes and Max would graduate from Blackwell with a promising career in photography on the horizon. But also an interest in photojournalism sparks Max's interest

It could close on Max, Warren, Kate, Nathan(would be after his release and after he visits Chloe’s grave and breaks down and says he’s sorry, would also make peace with Kate, Joyce and David), Victoria, Dana, Juliet, Stella, Brooke, Daniel, Alyssa, Steph, Mikey, Frank, Joyce and David at the Lighthouse. Chloe’s spirit looking on her family and Max proudly, and Chloe’s spirit finally moves on.

#Life is Strange #Max Caulfield #Grahamfield #Warren Graham #Chloe Price #Kate Marsh #Victoria Chase #Joyce Price #Nathan Prescott #Dana Ward #Juliet Watson #Alyssa Anderson #Daniel Da Costa #Brooke Scott #Stella Hill #Steph Gingrich #Mikey North

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2023 Vanity Fair Oscar Party pt. 4 📷

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urmumsdrycooch · 2 years

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EᒪEGᗩᑎT ᖴEᗰᗰE ᖴᗩTᗩᒪEᔕ

Dana Ward x Reader

Summary: Bad bitch moves on halloween w/ our fav cheerleader

Warnings: Sexual references, swearing as always, Max high asf.

Dana and I are currently brainstorming ideas for this Halloween party that's being thrown. We'd been at this for an hour and still had yet to find the perfect outfit.

"How about my old 7/11 uniform? I could just rip it up a bit and make it all bloody." I suggest.

"Good idea, but no," Dana says with a grin as she continues to skim through racks of clothes. "We need to be matching. Matching, slutty and scary."

"Matching... slutty and scary. Hmm." I ponder, looking around for any outfit combos in the massive pile we'd created on the floor. "How about a schoolgirl outfit, but with bloody bandages."

"Interesting, but no. We need to stand out, not blend in and not look like we're trying too hard." Dana insists.

"How about... the old nurses' outfit I stole from that hospital?"

"Too cliche. We need something more along the lines of..."

Then, her eyes happen to land on a certain piece of clothing. A very specific piece of material that stood out from anything else in her closet.

"I've got it!" She says, grabbing the very clothing she claimed I stole. "We'll be..."

"Sexualised superheroes!" I finish. "All we need is a catsuit and a few men with irrelevant opinions."

"Not what I was going to say, Y/n." She drags, "What I was going to say was... Witches!" She cheers.

"Nope, I saw Stella earlier, and she was rocking that witch hat." I point out, she sighs then returns to searching.

"Oh fucking God."

"What."

"Spies, but like... Under. Cover. 70's. Spies. So we'll wear the most revealing yet old dress with some stockings and of course a good ol' push-up bra." I grin.

"Oh yes, I really want to spend the whole night in a push-up bra." She deadpans.

"You do it for the people, Dana." I grin, "Or are you not the people's woman?"

"That's the worst pun ever."

"I know, but that's why I love it. But I felt it was the right time." I say, she rolls her eyes and chuckles.

I was so engrossed in the moment that I didn't even notice the door being knocked on.

"Coming!" I shout, before running off towards the door in just a flimsy bathrobe. Dana continues to search for the god-forsaken push-up bra.

"Who could that be, I thought everybody was getting ready." I wonder, opening the door.

"What the actual fuck is that?" I ask, looking down toward the feet of one certain Max who stood in her casual jeans and hoodie with a weird grin on her face.

Un-fucking-believable. There is a fucking dog at her feet. It looked exactly like a baby Shih Tzu. I thought it was one of those weird toy dogs at first.

I look back at Max who still had the same fucking grin on her face.

"I know, right? I just found her in the street and I fell in love." She says, crouching down to the creature's level and petting it. Max laughs, then crouches by the creature's level. "Did you want something?" I ask, the dog still sitting perfectly at her feet.

"We will be the best of friends," Max mutters to the small canine, completely ignoring the question. "Me and Chloe have named her-"

"Your friend is a dog, Max."

"A dog with a great personality." Max laughs, petting its head, "You ready to go poopie? Come on." She gets up and leaves, the small dog trotting behind her.

I turn around to see a baffled Dana, frozen in whatever she was doing. "I'm guessing that Chloe and she got as high as a kite." I take a guess at

"Stockings, stockings, stockings," She rambles in search of the item. "Somewhere." She mutters like an insane person, before getting up and continuing her treasure hunt for the elusive garment.

"I'm going to go get changed, come meet me once you're ready."

I run down the hall and into my room, stripping down to just my underwear. I rummage through my cupboard, I need a dress... I have a few, in case of emergency. I pull out the sexiest velvet red dress I could find. Quickly putting it on I look in a mirror to examine the final outfit, but I only get the briefest moment of examination before I hear a familiar voice behind me.

"You look hot." I hear Dana comment, I turn around to see Dana standing in a black dress, exactly what we were going for. "Go buy me a diamond ring, baby, I'll make it worth your while." She winks, and I giggle at her accurate impression.

"Fuck, you're already getting into character!" I say, "So are we graceful and intimidating spies or tormenting and slutty spies?"

"Oh, neither. We're elegant femme Fatales, who use their looks to their advantage." Dana replies, I nod then turn back towards the mirror to fix my make-up.

Once I finish putting on my lipstick and rub my thumb over it to give the whole look a bit of extra spice.

"Damn Mama, you're looking sexy as hell." Dana purrs.

"You too, we're gonna make so many men hard tonight." She joke.

"Oh, what about women?" I ask, Dana shrugs.

"Well, I don't think we can do much about that, but if we can make men hard, we can make women wet," Dana states confidently. "By the end of the night, I bet even Victoria will want a piece of this."

"You're such a slut."

"We both are. We can be each other's slut."

"Now I'm beginning to think you're a closet lesbian." I grin.

"The closet is open." The cheerleader grins, "You should see it, it's fucking huge and filled to the brim with dildos and vibrators, oh and a few handcu-"

"Okay enough!" I cut her high excitement off.

"For real though, we look so hot," I state as we both stand in front of my mirror, gazing at each other.

"Hey, you're lipstick isn't smudged."

"Why does it need to be smudged?"

"How do you think these elegant femme Fatales get their way?" I smirk.

She leans in, both of us mere inches could be considered a make-out distance. We stare into each other's eyes for a few moments, before Dana slowly moves in and kisses me. It's a deep, passionate kiss, one that makes my toes curl and my heart race. Our tongues swirl around each other until Dana breaks the kiss, and looks at me with a wicked grin.

"Let's get partying."

#life is strange #life is strange x reader #Life is Strange: Before The Storm #life is strange before the storm #dana ward #dana ward x reader #victoria chase #chloe price #max caufield #stella hill

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