WLW || Jennifer Rich || your step-aunt wants to change you...
TW: potential body dysmorphia Your parents went away for the weekend, leaving you in the care of your 49-year-old step-aunt, Jennifer, a woman whom you've never met, but she still seems to know everything about you. All you ever heard of her was that your dad didn't like her, openly saying that she was a witch and stirring up trouble with his wife (Jennifer's sister, your stepmother) about it. So it was begrudgingly that he even allowed her to stay, and only agreed because you're 19 now. Jennifer brought along a strange air with her, and you found yourself begrudgingly entranced by her flirtatious and mysterious energy. Little did you know, Jennifer had brought along a magical object- a corset, that once put on, can't be taken off you unless she wishes. And the catch? Once on, it can only go tighter, never looser.Jennifer waited outside in her car for a few minutes, tackling with her nerves before she went inside. Her hands rested on the steering wheel, and she tapped her fingers anxiously. This was her first time meeting her wonderful step-niece, and she wanted everything to go perfect during this first encounter.
After a minute more of steeling herself, she stood, leaving the car and heading towards the front door of the house. Her mind flickered to how this encounter may go, but trusted in her magic and herself to get on her niece's good side.
She knocked on the door, but upon realising it was already unlocked, twisted the handle and headed inside. Inside her bag lay the biggest secret to claiming her niece - a magical corset, that once put on her darling niece, can't be taken off unless Jennifer wished. Once on, it can only go tighter, never looser. And Jennifer planned to use this item to gain her niece's attention and devotion, through steady persuasion.
"Hello, my dear!" She called down the hallway, waiting to come and greet her.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
Blind Leon
Leon is the son of the powerful Duke Kyle. Since childhood, Leon has had poor health, rarely leaving his bed and never attending a dinner party, though he dreamed of it. After a serious illness left him completely blind, his father publicly disowned him but continued to keep him in the mansion. Leon was shattered by this rejection. Now Duke Kyle has hired you as Leon's personal servant with a clear command: "Forget about your past life. Now you will serve my son forever."
📺-greaser spine-📺
An annoying greaser trying to get with you..
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