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Stu~ He/They. Bro's pansexual, does not give a shit who he's with or fucking. He's the type of person who bullies their crush. He gives off trans vibes for some reason. Love language is physical touch. He's THE Manwhore™
Billy~ He/It. Definitely a closeted gay or bisexual. I see him more as gay since I see him not being interested in Sidney, only having sex with her for the plan. Demisexual. Maybe also trans. Love language is stabbing/srs
Sidney~ She/Her. Prefers Girls. Maybe she's a lesbian and Billy and her are just really gay. Probably more omni tho. She definitely has some sort of crush on Tatum cuz she's amazing. Aceflux. Love Language is affirmations.
Tatum~ She/They. She's a lesbian trans girl your honor. T4T platonic Stu x Tatum??? She doesn't like Billy all that much since she likes Sid. She draws Sidney when she's in her pajamas and in bed. Dewey has walked in on her drawing Sid. Love language is gift giving. Thinks of Randy as a brother
Randy~ He/Him. He's tran, Bi and asexual cuz I say so[I'm projecting]. He has ADHD and maybe Autism cuz he acts and looks like an autistic silly. T4t Stu x Randy x Billy. Has had a crush on all of his friend group, this also includes Mickey at some point. He's a manwhore/hj. He sees Tatum as a sister and Dewey as an older brother. Love language is rambling about horror movies.
What if Billy, Stu, Randy, Sidney and Tatum are just in a polycule?? Or maybe The Horror Movie Freaks, Billy x Stu x Randy and then Tatum x Sidney, The Lesbians™
❝Sidney Prescott x fem!reader❞
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★ protective nature: Sidney is fiercely protective of her loved ones and would do anything to ensure their safety. This extends to her romantic partner, as she becomes their unwavering shield against any threats or dangers;
★ empathy and understanding: Sidney has a deep well of empathy and understanding due to her own experiences with trauma. She is a compassionate listener, always there to offer support and comfort to you whenever they need it;
★ mutual strength: you share Sidney's resilience and strength, forming a powerful bond between you. You inspire and empower each other, becoming a formidable team in facing challenges and overcoming obstacles;
★ adventurous dates: Sidney and you enjoy going on thrilling and adventurous dates. Embark on adrenaline-pumping activities like bungee jumping or skydiving, embracing your shared love for excitement;
★ late-night talks: Sidney and you have deep, meaningful conversations late into the night. You discuss your hopes, dreams, fears, and everything in between. These intimate talks strengthen your connection and deepen your understanding of one another;
★ supporting your passions: Sidney encourages you to pursue your passions and goals. Whether it's writing, painting, or any other creative endeavor, Sidney provides unwavering support and believes in your abilities;
★ shared trauma healing: Sidney and you find solace in your shared experiences of trauma. You help each other heal by providing a safe space to process your emotions, offering comfort, and reminding each other that you are not defined by your pasts;
★ Sid's strength: Sidney is a strong and resilient woman, both physically and emotionally. You admire her strength and find comfort in her unwavering presence during difficult times;
★ surprise love notes: Sidney leaves little surprise love notes for you to find throughout the day. Whether it's a heartfelt message on a sticky note or a sweet text message, these gestures remind you of Sidney's love and affection.
❝MASTERLIST❞
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SIDNEY PRESCOTT
☆ ❝ Sidney Prescott x fem!reader ❞
☆ ❝ Tela de bloqueio Sidney ❞
☆ ❝ Curando Corações ❞
☆ ❝ Literary Constellations ❞
☆ ❝ Refúgio Tropical ❞
AMBER FREEMAN
☆ ❝ Amber's love language ❞
☆ ❝ Toxic relationship ❞
☆ ❝ Young and Beautiful ❞
☆ ❝ Argument with Amber ❞
☆ ❝ Echoes, Shadows and Resolutions ❞
SAMANTHA CARPENTER
☆ ❝ Samantha Carpenter x short!reader ❞
☆ ❝ A linguagem do amor de Sam ❞
☆ ❝ Unspoken Comfort ❞
☆ ❝ Tara Cupid ❞
JILL ROBERTS
☆ ❝ Jill's love language ❞
TARA CARPENTER
☆ ❝ Provocação Charmosa ❞
TATUM RILEY
☆ ❝ Refúgio Tropical ❞
BILLY LOOMIS
☆ ❝ Refúgio Tropical ❞
STU MACHER
☆ ❝ Refúgio Tropical ❞
RANDY MEEKS
☆ ❝ Refúgio Tropical ❞
Hi love can you please do 23. with an s/o shorter than them with Sam carpenter
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❝ Samantha Carpenter x short!reader❞
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★ protective nature: Sam has a naturally protective nature towards you due to the height difference. They instinctively look out for you in crowds, making sure you're not overwhelmed or lost. They also offer a comforting presence, providing a sense of security;
★ cute interactions: the height difference between you and Sam leads to many cute and playful interactions. They may tease you affectionately about your height or playfully lean down to be at your level, resulting in sweet and endearing moments;
★ reach for the stars: sometimes, you may need a little help reaching high shelves or objects that are out of your grasp. Sam is always there to lend a hand, extending their height advantage to assist you with a smile;
★ perfect hugs: when Sam wraps their arms around you in a hug, it feels like the safest place in the world. The height difference allows for the perfect fit, as you rest your head against their chest, feeling their comforting presence;
★ playful teasing: Sam occasionally playfully teases you about your height difference, but it's always done with affection and never to make you feel self-conscious. It becomes a lighthearted inside joke between the two of you;
★ stealing kisses: Sam loves to surprise you with sweet and gentle kisses, often bending down slightly to meet your lips. It's a tender gesture that reminds you of the love and connection you share.
i love your blog so much! can i request older!Sidney and younger!reader and the "lockscreen is their so" headcanon! thank you, have a good day, love!
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❝ Sidney lockscreen ❞
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★ heartwarming reminder: the lock screen on Sidney's phone is a picture of you as a young reader, capturing a cherished moment shared between the two of you. It brings a smile to Sidney's face every time she looks at it, serving as a heartwarming reminder of your connection and the love she has for you;
★ protective Sidney: as the older Sidney, she feels a deep sense of responsibility to protect you and ensure your well-being. Seeing your younger self on her lock screen fuels her determination to keep you safe and provide a nurturing environment for your growth;
★ precious memories: the lock screen image captures a precious moment from your shared past, symbolizing the memories you've created together. It evokes nostalgia and fondness in both of you, reminding you of the bond you've formed and the adventures you've embarked upon;
★ unwavering support: Sidney's love and support for you shine through the lock screen image. She is always there to offer a listening ear, provide guidance, and cheer you on in your pursuits. The image is a testament to her unwavering dedication to your happiness and success;
★ connection across generations: the lock screen image reflects the special connection between Sidney and you, transcending the age difference. It represents the unique bond that has formed between two individuals from different generations, united by shared experiences and unconditional love;
★ growing together: the lock screen image serves as a reminder of the growth and development you have both experienced together. It symbolizes the journey you've taken side by side, navigating life's ups and downs, and celebrating each milestone along the way;
★ symbol of love: above all, the lock screen image represents the deep love Sidney has for you. It encapsulates the bond that surpasses age and time, a love that remains constant and unwavering. It is a reminder of the immeasurable value you hold in her heart.
Hi babe what would Sam carpenters love language be?
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❝Sam’s love language❞
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★ tender hand-holding: holding hands is a natural gesture of affection for Sam and you. Whether you're walking side by side or sitting together, intertwining your fingers is an instinctive way to connect and show your love;
★ loving back hugs: Sam often surprises you with loving back hugs, wrapping their arms around you from behind. It's a heartwarming gesture that symbolizes protection and support, making you feel safe in their embrace;
★ affectionate touches: throughout your day, Sam and you exchange affectionate touches, whether it's a gentle caress on the cheek or a playful tap on the shoulder. These little gestures of physical affection reinforce your bond;
★ kisses that speak volumes: Sam and you use kisses to communicate your emotions when words fall short. From soft and tender kisses to passionate ones, each kiss is a language of love that you both understand;
★ sweet compliments: Sam constantly showers you with sweet compliments, making you feel special and appreciated. Their kind words uplift your spirits and boost your confidence in every aspect of life;
★ encouraging support: both Sam and you provide unwavering encouragement to each other's dreams and goals. You motivate each other with words of support, celebrating successes and offering comfort during challenges;
★ "I Love You": the phrase "I love you" is a daily mantra between Sam and you. Saying these three powerful words is a genuine affirmation of your deep affection and commitment to one another;
★ heartfelt text messages: Sam and you send heartfelt text messages to each other throughout the day, expressing your love and longing for one another. These messages serve as little love notes that brighten your day;
★ teamwork and support: in times of need, Sam and you work together as a team. You support each other's endeavors and are always willing to lend a helping hand, creating a strong foundation of mutual assistance;
★ meeting each other's needs: Sam and you pay attention to each other's needs and try to fulfill them without hesitation. Whether it's a comforting meal after a tough day or a surprise massage, you show your love through actions;
★ acts of care: simple acts like making their favorite dessert or preparing a warm bath after a tiring day show how much you care for each other's well-being. These thoughtful acts create a nurturing and loving environment in your relationship.
I could do one with Sam Carpenter where the reader doesn't like touch and Sam gets upset about it, but he never says anything, the reader realizes that and little by little he lets go, taking Sam's hand and stuff...
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❝ Unspoken Comfort ❞
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The evening sky painted hues of pink and orange as Sam and you strolled through the park. The couple had been together for several months, and your love for each other grew stronger with each passing day. Yet, there was something you couldn't ignore – your discomfort with physical touch.
Sam was a naturally affectionate person, and she showed her love through hugs, kisses, and holding hands. But you weren't as comfortable with physical contact. You cherished Sam and your relationship, but the feeling of being touched sometimes made you uneasy. You felt guilty about it, knowing how much Sam enjoyed these intimate gestures.
While you were sitting on a park bench, Sam noticed your distant expression and lack of response to her usual affectionate gestures. Concerned, she gently squeezed your hand.
"Hey, is everything okay?"
You hesitated, not wanting to upset Sam, but you knew you needed to be honest.
"I just… I'm not very comfortable with physical touch. It's not you; it's just something I struggle with."
Sam nodded, trying to hide her disappointment, but she understood your boundaries. She didn't want to push you into something that made you uncomfortable. So, without saying anything, she decided to give you space.
As weeks passed, Sam refrained from initiating physical touch, opting for other ways to show her affection. She found herself feeling a bit hurt and confused, but she didn't want to burden you with her emotions.
One evening, you were watching a movie together, and you shifted closer to Sam, instinctively seeking her warmth and comfort. Sam noticed but stayed still, giving you the chance to set the pace.
Feeling a mix of nerves and curiosity, you finally gathered the courage to take Sam's hand in yours. You were surprised by how reassuring and comforting it felt. Sam's face lit up with a soft smile, and she gently squeezed your hand in response.
With each passing day, you felt more at ease around Sam. You initiated small touches – a quick peck on the cheek, a hand resting on her shoulder, or a warm hug from behind. Sam reciprocated every gesture with joy, never pushing for more and letting you lead the way.
Over time, your walls began to crumble, and you found comfort in Sam's touch. It no longer felt invasive or uncomfortable; instead, it became a language of love and connection.
One night, as you lay together, wrapped in each other's arms, you whispered.
"Thank you for being patient with me."
Sam placed a tender kiss on your forehead.
"Of course. I'll always respect your boundaries and make sure you're comfortable. But I'm grateful you let me in."
You smiled, realizing that Sam's unspoken understanding and patience were the foundation of your love. It wasn't just about physical touch; it was about acceptance, trust, and finding comfort in each other's hearts.
As your relationship deepened, you both learned that love was about cherishing every aspect of your partner, even the ones that made you vulnerable. With Sam's understanding and your willingness to open up, you found a love that surpassed words and touch – a love that spoke volumes through unspoken gestures of care and affection.
❝Jill's love language❞
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★ compliments boosting confidence: Jill thrives on compliments and positive affirmations from you. Whether it's praising her intelligence, creativity, or sense of humor, hearing kind words bolsters her confidence and makes her feel appreciated;
★ verbal reassurance: in moments of doubt or vulnerability, Jill appreciates verbal reassurance from her partner. Hearing "I love you," and "I'm here for you," reminds her that she's not alone in facing life's challenges;
★ meaningful conversations: Jill cherishes deep and meaningful conversations with her partner. Engaging in heartfelt discussions about their thoughts, feelings, and dreams allows her to connect on a more profound level;
★ thrill-seekers together: both of you share a love for adrenaline-pumping activities. Whether it's going on adventurous outings, exploring haunted places, or attending horror movie marathons, you bond over the excitement and thrill of these experiences;
★ supportive date nights: Jill plans special date nights to show her love and appreciation for you. Whether it's a surprise dinner at your favorite restaurant or a relaxing evening at home, she ensures that these moments are filled with warmth and care;
★ meaningful symbols: Jill values gifts that symbolize your relationship's milestones and shared memories. Whether it's a piece of jewelry with a special meaning or a scrapbook of your adventures together, these gifts hold a place of significance in her heart;
★ celebrating you: Jill makes sure to celebrate your accomplishments and special occasions with thoughtful presents. Whether it's your birthday, an anniversary, or a personal achievement, she expresses her love and pride through thoughtful gifts.
hellloooo!!!
wanted to request scream5 Sidney Prescott x sick!reader maybe the reader as her wife and it’s after the whole attack in scream five where reader got injured and now they’re sick (does that make sense??)
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❝ Healing Hearts ❞
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The curtains were drawn, dimming the room where Sidney Prescott's wife, You, lay in bed, wrapped in layers of blankets. The events of the Ghostface attack were finally over, but the toll it had taken on both of you was evident. Sidney sat beside you, gently brushing a few strands of hair away from your face.
"I'm sorry you got hurt, sweetheart," Sidney whispered, her voice filled with concern.
"It's not your fault, Sid," you croaked, your voice barely above a whisper. "You saved me, remember?"
Sidney smiled softly, her love for you shining in her eyes. "I'll always protect you."
You managed a weak smile, but it was clear that you were struggling. The injuries you sustained during the attack were healing, but now a different battle had taken its place.
"I wish I could take away your pain," Sidney said, her voice tinged with helplessness.
"Just having you here with me makes it better," you replied, reaching out to hold Sidney's hand. "I love you."
"I love you too," Sidney replied, gently squeezing your hand. "We'll get through this together."
The days passed slowly, with Sidney tending to your needs. She brought you soup and medication, making sure you were comfortable and had everything you needed. Despite the fear and uncertainty that still lingered after the attack, your love remained a source of strength for both of you.
One evening, as the sun set outside, your fever seemed to spike, causing you to shiver uncontrollably.
"Sid," you whispered, your voice trembling, "I'm scared."
Sidney moved closer, wrapping her arms around you, trying to provide comfort through her touch. "I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere. We'll face this together."
You clung to Sidney, finding solace in her presence. You had survived so much, and you knew you could survive this too. Sidney's love was a beacon of hope in the darkest of times.
"I don't know what I would do without you," you admitted one night, your hands intertwined.
"We've been through a lot, and we've always come out stronger," Sidney replied. "I'm just glad you're okay."
"I wouldn't be if it weren't for you," you said, tears welling in your eyes. "You're my hero."
Sidney leaned in and kissed you gently, your lips meeting in a tender embrace. "And you're mine," Sidney whispered against your lips.
Your love was a force that couldn't be broken, and as you looked to the future, you knew that whatever came your way, you would face it together, hand in hand, heart in heart. Sidney and you had survived the worst, and now, you were ready to embrace the healing power of your love.
Ahh, I'm really hating my writing lately, why can't it be good enough???
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❝Argument with Amber❞
★ when Amber is upset, she tends to withdraw inward, either becoming very quiet or completely shutting down. It can be frustrating because it feels like she's not communicating, but in reality, she's just processing her feelings and trying to come up with the right words to express herself. As her partner, it's important to give her space during these times, but also to let her know that you're there for her when she's ready to talk;
★ Amber can be very stubborn when she's upset, and it can be difficult to get through to her. She tends to fixate on one point of view and can't see any other perspective. When this happens, it's important to stay calm and patient, and to try to approach the situation from a different angle. Sometimes it takes a little creativity to help her see things in a new light, but it's always worth it in the end;
★ when Amber is angry, she can be very sharp-tongued and critical. It can be hard not to take her words personally, but it's important to remember that she's not attacking you as a person, but rather expressing her frustration with the situation. It's important to acknowledge her feelings and validate them, while also setting boundaries around what kind of language is acceptable in a disagreement;
★ during the argument, Amber and You struggle to convey their emotions clearly, leading to misunderstandings. Amber's passionate nature might be misinterpreted as aggression, while You, feeling hurt, may become defensive. The clash escalates as they both find it challenging to comprehend each other's true intentions;
★ amid the conflict, past unresolved issues resurface, adding more weight to the argument. Both Amber and You inadvertently bring up old wounds, making the situation even more complex and emotionally charged;
★ in the aftermath of the quarrel, both Amber and You resort to giving each other the silent treatment. This prolongs the tension between them, making it difficult for either of them to find a way to resolve the situation.
a little different from usual, but I was really lazy, and my creativity is low, I'm sorry :(
❝Literary Constellations❞
based on the idea: "reading their favorite books while writing notes in them"
★ late-night book club: Sidney and you have a secret late-night book club where you gather in a cozy corner of Sidney's home, surrounded by shelves of well-loved books. You bring your favorite novels, and Sid is always eager to dive into new worlds through your recommendations;
★ noteworthy annotations: as Sid reads her favorite books, she can't help but take meticulous notes in the margins. However, your notes are a delightful surprise for Sidney. While Sid focuses on plot analysis and character development, your notes are filled with emotional reactions, quotes that moved you, and little doodles that add charm to the pages;
★ investigating the classics: Sid and you occasionally delve into classic mystery novels together. You both enjoy trying to solve the mysteries before the characters do, and you sometimes surprise Sidney with your insightful deductions;
★ reading on rainy days: when the weather outside is gloomy, Sidney and you make it a tradition to spend the day curled up in blankets, sipping hot cocoa, and reading your favorite books aloud to each other. Sid finds comfort in the sound of your voice, and you cherish the way Sid gets lost in the words;
★ literary adventures: inspired by your favorite books, Sidney and you embark on mini-adventures of your own. You might explore old libraries, visit eerie locations, or even go stargazing to recreate scenes from your most cherished stories;
★ bookstore dates: your idea of a perfect date involves wandering through quaint bookstores, hand in hand, as you discuss your latest book finds. Sidney surprises you with rare editions, and you introduce Sid to new genres and authors she might have missed;
★ book swaps: you both have a habit of gifting each other books on special occasions. You love to see Sidney's eyes light up when she unwraps a book she's been longing for, and Sid treasures the heartfelt notes you leave in each book she gives;
★ literary tokens of love: Sidney and you leave notes for each other in books you've read together, marking significant passages with messages of love and appreciation. These books become cherished tokens of your relationship, reminding you both of the depth of your bond.
❝Charming Tease❞
based on the idea: "playful teasing and bickering"
★ witty banter: Tara and you are experts at playful teasing and engaging in witty banter. Whether it's a casual conversation or a serious discussion, you both find ways to inject humor and light-hearted teasing, making even the most mundane situations enjoyable;
★ endless puns: the two of you can't resist a good pun, and you often engage in a pun-off, trying to outdo each other with clever wordplay. It becomes a delightful competition to see who can come up with the most punny jokes;
★ competitive games: whether it's board games, video games, or any kind of challenge, you both get into a playful rivalry. The competition gets fierce, but it's all in good fun, and you both enjoy the thrill of trying to one-up each other;
★ good-natured mocking: Tara and you have a unique way of showing affection through good-natured mocking. You both know each other's quirks and playfully tease each other about them, knowing it's all in jest and that you still deeply care for one another;
★ sarcastic remarks: sarcasm is your shared language, and you often engage in sarcastic exchanges that leave others around you wondering if you're serious or not. It's your way of connecting on a level where you can be yourselves without any pretense;
★ playful pranks: the two of you enjoy pulling harmless pranks on each other, adding an element of surprise and laughter to your daily interactions. From silly practical jokes to lighthearted tricks, it keeps your relationship dynamic and exciting;
★ mock debates: Tara and you love to engage in mock debates, where you take opposing sides on trivial topics and argue your points passionately, even if you secretly agree with each other. It's an opportunity to sharpen your communication skills and have fun at the same time;
★ inside jokes: over time, you've accumulated a treasure trove of inside jokes that only the two of you understand. These jokes become your secret language, a source of amusement that strengthens your bond and creates a sense of intimacy;
★ teasing encounters: when you're around friends or colleagues, you take every chance to lightly tease each other, leading to genuine laughter and a warm atmosphere. Others can't help but smile at the playfulness you share;
★ reconciliation with laughter: even after small disagreements or minor arguments, you both find a way to reconcile through humor. Making each other laugh becomes the bridge that brings you back together, reinforcing the strong connection you share.
❝ Tropical Getaway❞
based on the idea: "spending it on the beach, surfing, swimming, etc" includes: Sidney Prescott, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Tatum Riley and Randy Meeks
★ beach bonfire: the group gathers around a cozy beach bonfire as the sun sets, sharing stories, jokes, and fond memories. Sidney brings her favorite mystery novel, and Randy tries to analyze the beach's surroundings, jokingly turning it into a crime scene investigation;
★ surfing lessons: Billy and Stu take on the roles of surfing instructors, eager to show off their skills to the rest of the group. Tatum and You are enthusiastic students, while Sidney and Randy prefer to watch from the shoreline, cheering everyone on;
★ sandcastle competition: the group splits into pairs for a friendly sandcastle building competition. Sidney and You team up, using creative tactics to build an impressive castle. Meanwhile, Billy and Stu try to outdo each other with the most daring and elaborate designs;
★ water balloon fight: Tatum comes up with the idea of a water balloon fight, and everyone enthusiastically joins in. Laughter fills the air as water balloons fly in all directions, with Randy being the mastermind behind sneak attacks;
★ beach volleyball: the group sets up a beach volleyball game, with Sidney and You forming a formidable team against Billy and Stu. The match becomes intense and competitive, but it's all in good fun, and everyone enjoys the playful rivalry;
★ sand dunes adventure: Randy leads the group on a thrilling sand dunes adventure, racing each other down the slopes and capturing the exhilarating moments on camera. It becomes a memorable experience filled with laughter and shared adrenaline;
★ picnic by the shore: Tatum prepares a delicious beach picnic, complete with sandwiches, snacks, and refreshing drinks. They all sit together, enjoying the tasty treats and engaging in lively conversations about their favorite movies and books;
★ sunset serenade: as the sun begins to set, Randy brings out his guitar, and the group gathers to enjoy a serene acoustic session. Everyone joins in, singing along to familiar tunes, and it becomes a beautiful moment of harmony and togetherness.
This is definitely my favorite work, I love the beach and the summer
❝Tara Cupid❞
based on the idea: "Tara and Mindy had locked them both in the closet simply because they thought the pair looked cute”
★ confusion and laughter: as Sam and you find yourselves locked in the closet, you exchange puzzled glances. At first, there's confusion about how this happened, but soon, laughter fills the confined space as you realize that Tara and Mindy must have done it to play matchmaker;
★ playful teasing: Sam can't resist teasing you about the situation, jokingly asking if you believe this is their way of trying to set you both up. You play along, responding with a sly grin and quips about Tara and Mindy's matchmaking skills;
★ comfort in close quarters: while the closet is a tight space, you both find comfort in each other's presence. The closeness fosters a sense of intimacy, allowing you to share lighthearted banter and even deeper conversations;
★ discovery of shared interests: as you spend time together in the closet, you discover shared interests and passions. Sam may talk about her love for horror movies, and you may open up about your favorite books or hobbies;
★ attempts to escape: you both try to figure out a way to escape the closet, laughing at the failed attempts. However, instead of feeling anxious, you enjoy the time spent together, making the most of an unusual situation;
★ comforting touch: in the close quarters, you find yourselves inadvertently touching each other's hands or shoulders. It's a subtle yet comforting gesture that deepens the connection between you;
★ Tara and Mindy's antics: throughout your time in the closet, you hear muffled laughter and whispers outside. It's evident that Tara and Mindy are enjoying playing matchmaker, but you're not upset about it; instead, you find it endearing;
★ a memorable bond: by the time Tara and Mindy finally release you both from the closet, you realize that the experience has brought you closer. The bond between Sam and you has deepened, and you're grateful for Tara and Mindy's playful interference.
Please send me ideas, loves. I'm out of creativity. All remnants of creativity are gone due to the horror trilogy I'm writing for college :( Sending you kisses of light.
❝Echoes, Shadows and Resolutions❞
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Amber was bombarding her phone with messages once again, probably for the hundredth time in half an hour. You had ignored her calls and messages all day long; you were hurt and needed some space for yourself. But of course, she didn't like that at all – she never did. You knew you should reply to her, provide explanations, or perhaps thousands of apologies. After all, the blame was all yours, always had been and always would be, or at least that's what she made it seem like. But dealing with her now was tiresome, like wasting words that would fall into the abyss of her mind without even being thought through and rationalized. It was like playing a soft melody in a noisy environment, where the tune gets lost in the chaotic noise – what's the point if, when carried by inertia, it loses its purpose of being appreciated? You immersed yourself in your work, desperately seeking temporary salvation, an escape from the shadows that threatened to engulf you. Each typed key was a blow against your own pain, an attempt to overpower the emotional cacophony surrounding you. Yet, even in the refuge of concentration, her memory lingered, hovering like an invisible ghost, a presence refusing to completely fade away.
The guilt, always finding shelter in the darkest corners of your heart, weighed like an anchor dragging you to the depths of the ocean of sadness. The words you should have said, the actions you should have taken, all turned into ghosts that now danced around you, whispering endless laments and questions. The pain of knowing that the disconnect between you was growing like an irreparable crack in the glass of what once was love had transformed into a silent whisper echoing within the walls of your being.
"To argue; to dispute; to quarrel; to misunderstand" – different words with similar meanings that, in a general context, describe the act of defending an opinion contrary to another, often associated with feelings of revolt. So simple, words that students occasionally encounter in the dictionary, words we frequently use when reading news or when nosy old ladies tell you about a scandal involving your neighbors while you're not at home – such simple words, words that are also actions and attitudes. When our actions are not thought through with humanity, they hurt like a silver dagger to others. Any action can become torturous, even a small one. It wasn't the first time, nor would it be the last, that you and Amber argued. Of course not, it was persistent, like removing a sticker from a jar or, more poetically, like the moth that dances around the light – your soul is drawn to it but also burned by the intensities of persistence. But at some point, in a split second between the narrow hands of the clock, you grew weary, how could you not?
Amber was paranoid, suspicious, perhaps confused…
She was also a star, bright and fiery, your star obscured by thick mist, clarity fading into the confusion of suspicion, leaving the mind at the mercy of shadows, but perfect, so perfect. And you were imperfect, not enough, like an unfinished painting where flawed strokes reveal the beauty of imperfection – that's why she constantly accused you of major "mistakes."
And you, being imperfect, in your tormented mind, it was more than logical that you were betraying her, even though she loved you. You didn't deserve her trust, and that's why in the darkness of the night, while tired bodies rested and melancholic minds surrendered to the flow of memories, darkness provided a space for words as sharp as a silver dagger to be thrown at you, freely and harshly piercing the labyrinth of your heart.
"I can't believe this! Do you really think you can fool me? I saw the messages, saw the evidence. You're cheating on me!"
"Amber, stop acting like everything is true. There's no cheating happening here."
"How dare you deny it? I read the words, saw the proof. You're deceiving me behind my back!"
"This is a misunderstanding, Amber. Things aren't what they seem."
"Don't give me your flimsy excuses. I never thought you were capable of this. You're a liar and a traitor."
"I'm not a traitor. I don't know how you came to this conclusion, but you're completely wrong."
"Wrong? There's no mistake here. You're cheating on me, and you thought you could get away with it."
"I'm trying to be honest here, but you're being irrational and don't want to hear the truth."
"The truth? The truth is, you're stabbing me in the back and trying to manipulate me now."
"Manipulate? You're acting impulsively and not willing to consider the possibility that there's more to this."
"I don't want to hear anything else coming from your lying mouth. You've destroyed everything."
"I won't accept this false accusation. I refuse to be vilified for something I didn't do."
"Save me from your theatrics. You're a traitor, and there's nothing you can say or do to change that."
"I won't keep trying to explain to someone who's so closed off in her distorted view. I really need time, and so do you."
"Get out! Get out of my life and never talk to me again. You're not worthy of my time."
You knew when you left for the library, walking hastily and light-footed through the damp streets, surrounded by the scent of freshly ground coffee, that she would still come after you, calling and being like a pebble in your shoe. Even as you tried to ignore and continue walking, at some point, she became painful and distressing, making you stop to remove her. As exhausting as it was, you still cared for her; after all, she was your girlfriend, your love, your golden light at the end of the day. And she loved you; think about all she had done for you. Why leave her alone and even more desperate? Yes, she said terrible things, did terrible things, she was completely unstable. But now, you had restored your peace and tranquility with the completion of your work, at least for now. So why not stop being a selfish, petty person and explain things to her? After all, it was your fault. Why didn't you listen to her? Why didn't you apologize and resolve this? Just wait an hour, wait for the hands of the clock to roll again, for your mind to sort itself out once more.
The clock of circumstances advanced with heavy steps, like a meticulous clockmaker etching marks on the fabric of time. An hour passed like a calm river, its waters carrying away the waves of indecision and doubt that filled the space between you and Amber. The echo of your thoughts resonated within the walls of your mind, like a chorus of restless voices.
Then, like a lone star twinkling in the darkness of the night sky, you felt the urgency to try once more. The phone became a magical artifact, a portal to a realm of possibilities. With trembling fingers, as if tracing a seal that could unlock the doors to the depths of the unknown, you dialed the numbers.
And then, the waiting ended. The sound of the ringing phone echoed like a call through the mists of uncertainty. Each ring was like a drumbeat in time with your anxiety, a prelude to the imminent encounter with destiny. The tension in the air was palpable, like a thread of electricity connecting
you and Amber, each vibration amplifying the anticipation that filled the room.
Finally, her voice emerged from the other end of the line, like an echo from a hidden place deep within the forest. It was a sound that carried with it shared memories, the good and the bad moments that now seemed to teeter on the balance of uncertainty. Her words were a distant echo resonating in the cavern of your emotions, creating a painfully beautiful symphony.
"Amber," you said. "I'm sorry about what happened. I didn't mean to ignore you."
"Yeah, right," she said. "You're just sorry you got caught."
"No, I'm serious," you said. "I just needed some time to think."
"Well, you had your time," she said. "Now come back home."
In the twilight of reconciliation, like two stars emerging from the veil of night, you and Amber finally agreed to return to the abode of tranquility. Home became a symbol of refuge, an oasis where emotional storms could rest and calm down. It was as if you were about to embark on a journey of self-discovery, exploring the hidden caves of the human heart.
The hours slid by like sand flowing through an hourglass, each moment a grain of possibility. The conversation that unfolded was a symphony of words and silences, like an intricate dance of intertwining souls. The unspoken words were like rays of sunlight filtering through the cracks in the curtains, revealing truths that had been hidden in the shadows.
Apologies were like keys that unlocked the doors to your hearts, releasing the guilt and anguish that had accumulated. Each word of remorse was a raindrop falling onto the dry soil of the relationship, nurturing the seed of mutual understanding. You were like lost travelers who had finally found their way back home, guided by the beacon of reconciliation.
The promise to improve communication was like a gentle breeze sweeping through the dry leaves of autumn, carrying away the remnants of the past and preparing the ground for new growth. It was like a sacred vow etched in the stars, to be more truthful with yourselves and each other. You were mapping emotional territories, where vulnerability and authenticity would be the compasses guiding you.
It wasn't an easy journey, but you and Amber navigated the treacherous waters of resolution. The road to reconciliation was strewn with sharp stones and treacherous currents, but you moved forward hand in hand, like fearless adventurers exploring the depths of the human heart. The winds of change whispered promises of renewal, yet also warned of the fragility of the achieved balance.
And yet, even as the anchors of harmony were being secured, there was a shadow, a dark cloud of uncertainty on the horizon. You felt it, like an unwavering clock, reminding you that the path to redemption was paved with unexpected challenges. The past "mistakes" were not isolated incidents; they were question marks lingering above you, waiting for the right moment to trigger a new cycle of turmoil.
Thus, even as the light of reconciliation shone, you couldn't ignore the shadows dancing in the corners of the future. It was as if reconciliation itself were a fragile shell, surrounded by the tumultuous ocean of uncertain destiny. The commitment to be more honest with each other was there, but you knew that the challenge of keeping that promise would be an ongoing battle against the tides of time and circumstances.
Hi my loves, I know it's been quite a while since I last posted anything, but I promise that next week I will publish at least one headcanon since I take a long time to write one-shots and fanfics. But I came to announce something else, now I have (I will have) a Tag List and a schedule spreadsheet, yep. To be part of both or just one, just fill out the following questionnaire, I promise it's super safe. Kisses of light.
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You watched intently as Tara knelt in front of you, her doe-like gaze was defiant and carried the simple promise of resistance. A sinuous smile snaked across her lips, as if it were the secret key to an unfathomable enigma, a hint of knowledge shared only between them. You knew that she, like a butterfly thirsty for nectar, craved a challenge. With a simple gesture of your hand, you made her stand up and move closer, each step more hesitant as she came closer to your control
Sliding his fingers with the delicacy of a feather over Tara's skin, he seemed to conduct a symphony of secret longings. Each caress was a note, a whispered promise of submission that echoed like a forbidden melody in her senses. Tara felt as if she were being guided by a desire as deep as the mysteries of life and death, shuddering under his control, her sharp gaze slowly yielding. Tilting your head with determination, as if you were a conqueror approaching your most desired prize, you captured Tara's lips in an ardent and possessive kiss. Each meeting of your lips was like the fusion of two elements, an incendiary chemistry that enveloped you. Savoring the sensation of power that flowed between them, as if it were the very essence of life, she plunged deeply into the kiss, as if she were unlocking the secrets of the universe with every touch of her tongue and deepening into that abyss of shared passion.
Tara moaned, any remnants of her resistance disappearing completely as you guided her effortlessly, exploring every inch of her body with skillful, precise touches. Each union of your mouths and touches was like the fusion of two souls on fire, an intense dance that consumed them. Savoring the taste of the power that flowed between them, as if it were an elixir from the gods. The atmosphere in the room seemed charged with electricity, as if the invisible threads of desire were stretched to the limit. Reader, with eyes sparkling with determination, was determined to lead them to the point of no return, like a fearless explorer venturing into the unknown. His aim was to explore the limits of Tara's submission, like a curious alchemist mixing forbidden ingredients. It had been a long time since Tara had felt such an intense connection and desire, such a great need to give herself completely, to surrender completely to another person and never again have to worry about someone controlling her. She felt her restraint disappearing, and she knew that no one but Leitor would be able to stop her control from disintegrating when she finally broke free.
Your tongue slid sensuously over Tara's lower lip, coaxing her to open up to you. She moaned softly and opened her mouth wider. This is what you wanted. The moment you were alone, you would take Tara, make love to her, make her yours and show everyone. So you licked her tender lips, taking advantage of the fact that you were apart, nibbling and nibbling on her lips, before pulling away slightly, letting Tara know that you wanted to come into her mouth, that she had to obey you if you wanted this to go any further. And Tara really wanted this to go ahead, desperately wanting to show him that she loved him, that there had never been any doubt about that. Tara's arms encircled her and squeezed her neck as she pressed herself against his body, seeking the intimate contact needed to deepen their connection.
She reached down and groped your ass, her thumb stroking lightly through your pants, as she tugged playfully on your hair, trying desperately to pull you deeper into her mouth. You smiled mischievously at her attempt, knowing full well that it only encouraged her to continue with greater ferocity. You shifted the kiss slightly to one side, sucking on her lower lip until she let out a sigh. You pulled away and looked deep into her dark brown eyes and whispered, "Tell me you belong to me." Tara nodded wordlessly, tears streaming from behind her long, curved lashes.
"Good girl. I want you to know how much your obedience means to me," you purred seductively, using your gift with skill and delicacy, caressing every inch of Tara's skin with a touch that conveyed a desire for obedience. She moaned softly under his control.
Pushing her backwards until her legs hit the bed behind her, his fingers trailed down her thighs, leaving a tingling trail as he slowly opened her jeans. Her panties joined those already discarded somewhere under the bed. No matter. She wouldn't be leaving until the morning anyway. Removing her tight tank top, along with her lacy bra, he pulled out his cell phone and took a quick picture of her exposed bare breasts, then quickly put it away, turning to kiss her belly. A low grunt escaped your throat as you nibbled on her navel and tasted her sweetness and then the sweet juice that coated your fingers when you slipped them inside her pussy. She shuddered at your touch, her muscles tightening. You continued to tease and stroke her slowly until she was panting and begging, needing to break free of her own torment and the pressure that was growing inside her. With his fingers still sliding over her swollen clitoris and sending shocks of sensation to every nerve ending, he stared hungrily at her face as he began to kiss her. He kissed her deeply and passionately as he slipped his fingers inside her, filling her with the first hint of pleasure they had experienced since... well, ever, really. It wasn't long before you were moaning in ecstasy again as Tara rubbed her thumbs over your hardened nipples through your blouse. You moaned loudly, reaching between your bodies and grasping her breasts tightly, your thumbs lightly touching the nipple, you were in control and she needed to know it. She moaned softly again, arching her back against you and moving her hips against the palm of your hand. Your fingers pumped inside her rapidly, driving her wild with desire.
When she climaxed, her teeth clenched and she screamed, her orgasm so strong that Tara clung to her shoulders. Her climax was followed by a wave of euphoria, so strong and intense that it almost knocked her over. You lay on your side, feeling as if you were floating above the earth, as if you were somehow connected to everyone and everything that existed, to everything and anything that might come your way. Reciting words of love and affection, you both fell asleep like puppies in a pile of duvets.
You were woken by the sound of a door closing. You frowned, confused, wondering who it could be. It wasn't that late, the sun was barely on the horizon, and there was no one who should be awake at this hour either. "Shh, don't wake up," said a low voice, "It's still early, let's go to sleep."
Ah, she was, the symphony in the form of a person, and the personification of a Greek goddess, his wife, his soul mate, body and soul.
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★ Understanding Dangerous Situations: Billy helps his children recognize potentially dangerous situations. He encourages them to trust their instincts. Perhaps learning how to use a knife, gun and even the basics of wrestling will become frequent as they get older;
★ A Protective Father: Billy is an extremely protective father when it comes to his and the reader's children. He may have a dark past, but he will do anything to ensure the safety and happiness of his family;
★ Fun Days: Billy makes a point of spending quality time with his children. They have their own special days, where they go out for bike rides, picnics in the park or family games. He values these moments and tries to make up for any lost time;
★ Serious Conversations: when his children have difficult questions or are facing problems, after all this boy in my perception was depressed, and nothing changes that in my mind, then Billy is always willing to have serious and honest conversations with them. He believes in the importance of open communication and never wants them to feel alienated or afraid to talk to him;
★ Present Father: despite his own traumas, Billy makes a point of being present in his children's lives. He takes part in parents' meetings at school, attends sporting and musical events, and is always there to support them in their passions and interests;
★ Special Father's Day: Father's Day is an important date for Billy. He doesn't expect expensive presents, but appreciates handmade cards and special family moments. He strives to be a positive role model for his children and is determined to do his best for them;
★ Supporting you: Billy is also there for you as a partner and father. He shares parental responsibilities and strives to create a loving and stable environment for his family;
★ Horror movie tradition: Billy shares his passion for horror movies with his children. They have regular movie nights at home, where they watch classics of the genre together. These evenings are an opportunity to teach his children about the world of cinema and also to create special bonds;
★ Halloween decorations: Billy's house is famous in the neighborhood for its incredible Halloween decorations. He takes this festivity seriously and, when October arrives, the whole family gets involved in decorating the house with pumpkins, ghosts and skeletons. Billy turns his garden into a real horror movie set, but in a fun and scary way;
★ Scary Board Game Nights: Billy's family also love horror-themed board game nights. They have a collection of games like "Mansions of Madness" and "Betrayal at Baldur's Gate" that they play together on special nights. These evenings provide fun and laughter, even with the spooky atmosphere.