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somekindofstrnge · 2 years ago
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ORIGINAL POST HERE @itscreame
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It didn't matter that she had seen the way he'd look at Tara. Most might mistake it for some sort of brotherly love, but she knew how much he liked her just by the lingering glances he'd throw her way. Yet, the obvious crush wasn't the main reason why Mindy decided to approach Wes. First of all, she hated the look of complete POWERLESSNESS that seemed to stick to his face. Clearly, this boy was far from being weak, but the toll was hard on everyone, which led to her sudden urge to stay close to him : in such rough, terrible time, they all had to stick together. While she had and always would have her brother by her side, Wes seemed to be ... more alone. Just by glancing in his direction, it was OBVIOUS that a never-ending train of dark, worrying thoughts was going on inside that head of his. Honestly, it was fair because who wouldn't be freaking out when pulled in the middle of a freaking requel of a famous horror franchise ? At least, that was a common ground between the two, something she could safely relate to about him while he could also rely on her. However ... NO, she didn't want to think about the possibility that HE could be a killer. She'd look at his face, see the clear rummaging thoughts making a permanent frown, and there was no possibility for him to be the bad guy. A little voice, though, a deeply buried one inside her, kept whispering her she should be careful. Keep her walls down. But, even if there really was a possibility he was the one the police was looking for, it wasn't in her to refuse lending a hand to a friend.
"Of course I'm not wrong. Instinct." The girl replied with a playful tone, slightly poking her own nose before she decided to sit down next to him. In her right hand, a can of overly sweet cherry coke. In her left one, a pack of sour patch kids. Definitely a bad combo for a healthy heart but, damnit, with a killer on the loose, any second could be their last. So, fuck it. Pulling her knees up to her chest, Mindy leaned her head against the wall, gaze going from the candies on her lap to Wes's face, who was watching her expectantly. An answer. He wanted an answer. A positive one ? Probably. The truth wasn't what he sought, it was comfort. She could tell. Was it smart to feed him lies or uncertainties ? This wasn't exactly the easiest situation to be dragged into. As a friend, she wanted nothing more than to see a smile creep up on his face. Sometimes, she'd be a little too invested in making EVERYTHING right, even when she couldn't. Thinking for a second, pondering what might be the most pleasant thing to hear, she ended up slowly nodding. "Physically, she'll recover. She's getting the best treatment, even if the process hurts. Mentally ... it's something else. I don't know ... I hope so. If you and I and everyone else stays close, it can only help."
The hand sliding up to hers surprised her. While Wes was a part of her group of friends, it took her this moment to realize they never had so much of a real bonding moment. Chaos really brought everything together, huh ? How ironic was that. "Hey, that's okay. I just figured you'd want someone around. And some of these diabetes-inducing shit." Raising a brow, she opened the pack of candies with one hand to hand it to him. "Okay, I know it would've probably better to get some real meal but I literally couldn't resist so ... " Lightly squeezing his hand to offer him her support, she smiled a bit more, and though there really was no enthusiasm in that, she still hoped it could give him some kind of comfort.
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thehorrorgirlstyles · 6 months ago
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Tainted Love
Ethan Landry x fem!reader
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Summary: You meet Ethan at a Halloween party Chad invited you to and start to become close to him, when the truth is later then revealed of his family’s plan. Was your relationship ever real or was it all a lie?
Warnings: Mature themes and language, mentions of sex, death, non-con, sub and dom trope, sexual scenes
18+ is recommend for this story, read at your own risk ⚠️
Songs for reading: All Mine;Brent Faiyaz, The Devil in I;Slipknot, Heartless;The Weeknd, Change;Deftones, Often;The Weeknd, Daddy Issues;The Neighbourhood
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You were on your way to a Halloween party that one of your best friends, Chad, invited you to. At first you were hesitant due to it being almost 11pm at night and you had class in the morning at 9, but you decided you would go because you haven’t seen Chad and Mindy since they moved away almost 2 years ago. Since you weren’t planning on doing anything for Halloween, you didn’t have a costume and thanks to chad telling you last minute about the party, you didn’t have time to buy anything. You decide you would just put on your old cheer costume from high school and add some fake blood, to make it more Halloween like.
When you arrived at the party, Mindy introduced you to her friend Tara and girlfriend Ankia. You were happy she finally was able to settle down with someone. You took a couple shots after and made you way over to Chad who you spotted talking to someone in a knight costume.
“Hey Chad, long time no see” you said to him, catching the attention of both him and the cute guy next to him you realized.
“Y/n, omg you actually came”
“Of course, anything to see my best friend, I’m still mad at you guys for leaving me, high school sucked without you”.
Chad gave you a long awaited hug and you tilted your head up to see the guy looking at you. “Who’s this?" you asked.
Chad looked back, “oh yeah this is Ethan my roommate”, he looked over at Ethan, “and this is y/n, my best friend, we grew up with each other before we moved away”
“Hey it’s nice to met you, Ethan” you smiled at him
“Uh- yeah you too” he scratched his head and held out his hand to you. You shook it and looked into his eyes.
“Shy?” You asked, he blushed and quietly laughed, while looking at his feet.
After the three of you talked for a while, Tara stole Chad away, leaving you and Ethan alone. You took the chance to get to know him a little better, when someone bumped into you spilling their drink all over you,
“Hey what the fuck!” you groan out, “I’m gonna head to the bathroom and try to get some of this off” you told Ethan,
“Yeah of course, uh- did you need some help”
You smiled at him, “No I should be ok, I’ll be right back”
You finished in the bathroom and just as you were about to leave you ran straight into your ex.
“Y/n, what are you doing here?” He asked.
“None of your business”, you went to walked around him, but he pushed you back into the bathroom against the wall.
“What are you doing, let me go Leon?!”
He responded by lifting your skirt up, “Aw but baby I missed you so much, let’s just have a little fun”, he smirked at you.
“This doesn’t sound fun to me” you replied glaring at him.
“Why do you always have to be such a bitch Y/n, just be the good little whore that you are, and take this fucking dick”, he said gripping you hair as he slammed you back against the wall
Tears started to form in your eyes. Was your ex boyfriend, someone that you use to love and care for, really about to rape you in some bathroom at a party?
You tried to get out of his grasp, but he was too strong and no one could help you, everyone here was either to drunk to notice or high to care. You stood there, starting to accept your fate, when a person in a ghost face mask busted through the room, stabbing Leon in the back, you screamed out, Leon falling to the floor, while the killer started to repeatedly stab him over and over again, not knowing what to do, your flight or fight took in and you darted down the hall, not looking back.
You ran all the way back to your dorm and locked the door, you started to think that maybe you had too many drinks, this couldn’t be real, could it??
A week later, there was news of the recent ghost face killings, you met up with the group on campus and told them everything. Mindy was explaining who it could be, when you caught Ethan looking at you. He turned his head quickly, saying something about "dying a virgin". You were surprised at this considering how good looking he was.
After the meeting, Sam ordered that everyone stay at her apartment. You were on the couch next to Ankia, when you heard a bang coming from Quinn’s room. Everyone got up, when the door was shot open and Quinn fell out, ghost face was right behind her. He went after Ankia and stabbed her in the side, so you took the nearest item and hit him in the head. He fell back, which gave you time to get Ankia to safety. You accidentally tripped when getting to the room, ghost face right behind you. He caught up to you, tackling you down to the ground.
He got on top of you, straddling you. He didn’t do anything, just stared at you, was this the same ghost face that killed Leon? After a moment, he got up off you and ran to get the others, you laid there in shock, why didn’t he kill you?
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It had been a week since Ankia was killed by ghost face, since then you and Ethan started seeing each other more and more, you started to really like him and tonight you wanted to take things further.
When you arrived to his dorm, Chad was already gone, perfect you thought.
You closed the door behind you, and wasted no time, kissing him. He was surprised but returned the kiss. You lead him over to the couch and push him on it, getting on top of him and straddling him. You trailed your hand up his chest, stopping your hands when they got to his neck. You wrapped your hands around his neck and started to grind on him, you could feel him starting to get hard, turning you on even more.
“Y/n” he rasped out, “I really like were this is going and I really like you obviously,” he pointed to his boner, “but I need to ask you something before we start anything” he looked at you.
“Your right I’m sorry I kinda just busted in here and took action, I’ve been really stressed out lately, with the deaths and everything” you paused, “and I know that you never done this before and I would love to be your first if you want... so you don’t have to die a virgin” you added.
He laughed, “of course I want to, it’s just-” he paused, getting nervous, “I- I really like you and I just- I mean- will you be my girlfriend?” he asked.
You smiled at him, “I really like you too, of course I’ll be your girlfriend” you kissed him. “So can I ride you now?” You asked.
He blushed, “yea-yes”
You trail you hands down to his pants, starting to unzip his jeans. He shudders watching your moments.
“Don’t worry about anything Ethan, let me take care of you” you told him. You freed him from his jeans and moan at the sight of him, he was so big, you dropped to your knees and looked at him,
“I want you to fuck my mouth, he groan, and does as you asked, putting his dick in your mouth.
“fuck your mouth feels so good” he moans out, “y/n, I can’t- I’m gonna- please mommy”.
You look up at him..did this man just call you mommy? Not that you were complaining.
You get off the floor and straddle him again. You lower yourself on top of him, adjusting to his size, starting to move, he grabs a hold of your hips.
“Wait, please fuck- I just need a minute, because if you start moving again, I’m going to cum right now”
You laugh at him, “Do I make you feel that good baby?”
“So much better than good, your so fucking hot”
You start to move again after a minute, ridding him like your life depends on it. Ethan is moaning and groaning under you, his hands never leaving your ass.
You can tell he’s getting close, “I want you to cum in me, I’m on the pill” you tell him.
He grabs your throat pulling you closer and kisses you hard, you moan into the kiss.
Ethan then flips you over on the couch and starts fucking into you, “Ethan” you cry out. Where did he gain this confidence all of a sudden?
He fucks into you faster, “Tell me your mine Y/n, all fucking mine”
“Im yours Ethan” you cry out.
“No one, will ever fuck you as good as I can, you're all mine baby, all fucking mine” he slaps your ass, making you jolt upwards.
After a while you both reach your climax.
You both lay there when you're done, him holding you like you're going to leave him. He looks up at you, “I think I’m falling in love with you Y/n”.
You smile at him, “So do I”.
After cuddling for a little longer, you both get up and put your clothes back on. Ethan tells you he is going to take a shower, so you head to his bedroom, thinking you will just lay on his bed and wait for him. When you go inside you find a duffel bag on his bed, a mask peaking out of it, you look closer and start to make it out, you gasped..it was the ghost face mask.
You go closer and open the bag finding the outfit and a knife, with a list of your friend's names.
Ethan was ghost face, he killed Ankia and Leon. This was why the ghost face didn’t hurt you cause it was him the whole time.
You pull out your phone, deciding to call the cops, when Ethan appears in the doorway.
“Y/n?” You look at him, as he looks over your shoulder, seeing the bag. Fuck what were you going to do?
“Did you look through my bag?” He asks.
You lie, “No, I just came in here”
He steps closer to you and wraps his arms around your waist, “I know you saw, you know the truth now” he continues, “so what are you going to do about it?”
You look at him “Ethan, you-.., why are you doing this? Please just stop this now and we can forget about it”.
“But I can’t stop, it’s in my blood”... He explains..
“You don’t understand, I have to do this for my family, you're either with me or against me”
“And what if I’m against you, are you going to kill me?” You ask him.
“Of course not baby, I love you. I’ll just have to tie you up and keep you here, if I can’t trust you to keep this a secret” he looks at you.
This isn’t the Ethan you knew, the shy, goofy, nerd that just asked you to be his girlfriend.
“You're my girlfriend now, you can’t leave me..you said you were all mine Y/n”. He adds.
“That was before I knew you were killing my fucking friends Ethan!” You yell at him.
He grabs you, throwing you on the bed. He takes your hands, pinning them against the headboard.
“Like I said Y/n your either with me or against me and right now, it seem like your against me, so I hate to do this, but your not leaving me” he ties your hands to the headboard.
“Ethan please, you don’t have to do this, you said you love me, this is not what you do to people you love!” You cry out.
“Sometimes you hurt the ones you love, in order to keep them safe” he says starting to get up.
“Wait, Ethan you can’t just leave me here..Ethan please” You beg tears starting to fall onto your cheeks.
He comes over to you and kisses you on your lips.
“It will all be over soon Y/n” he says, grabbing his duffel bag and leaving to finish his duties.
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jackiesnats · 1 year ago
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Reminder
pairing: tara carpenter x reader
warning: top tara, fingering, jealous tara, mommy kink, quinn has a thing for reader, reader is a bit oblivious until she’s not, face slapping, verbal humiliation, bathroom sex, halloween party, finger sucking
summary: when quinn asks you out on a date, you agree - not realizing it’s a date. tara isn’t happy, but knows she needs to remind you that you’re hers and only hers.
request: Could you write a top!Tara fic where she gets jealous seeing another girl flirting with her gf and Tara reminds who her gf belongs to?
this is a repost
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“I love your costume,” Quinn smiled, causing you to look down. You laughed, shaking your head.
“This old thing? I’ve been wearing this for Halloween for four years straight. But thank you.” you said, looking around the crowded room. Tara had gone to get you both drinks, so you knew she’d be back soon.
“Would you ever want to go out to eat? I have no classes tomorrow if that works for you?” Quinn asked.
You shook your head, “Yeah! Tara’s got a few classes tomorrow, so that works out great actually.”
Quinn smiled, “Alright cool. Alright, I’m gonna go, I’ll see you tomorrow then.”
“You know she has a thing for you, right, (Your Name)?” Mindy asked, causing you to laugh.
“Quinn does not have a thing for me,” you stated, shaking your head.
“Yes, she does, and she practically just asked you out on a date and you said yes.” Anika said, looking behind you to see Tara, who had two drinks in her hands.
“What about a date and you saying ‘yes’, (Your Name)?” Tara asked, tilting her head to the side as she waited for your answer. She was calm and collected, just like she always was. But you knew that you really fucked up. You wouldn’t have said yes to Quinn if you thought it was a date – you loved Tara and you didn’t want to hurt her at all. Quinn was someone you thought only of as a friend, even if you were single. “I’m waiting.”
“Quinn asked if I wanted to go out to eat tomorrow and I said yes because I thought it was just us going as friends?” you said, watching as Tara’s jaw clenched. You could tell she was trying her best to stay calm. You sighed, trying to think of something to say. You felt dumb, hoping you didn’t just fuck everything up with Tara. That was the last thing you ever wanted to do. Tara meant too much to you.
Tara dropped the drinks on the floor, not caring about the mess she had just made. She was quick to grab your hand, pulling you away from your group of mutual friends. She ignored the concerned looks of Anika and Mindy, silently thanking whoever when she found that the nearest bathroom was unoccupied. Tara pushed you inside, following behind. Shutting the door behind her and locking it, she crossed her arms and glared at you.
“Are you that much of a stupid whore, baby?” she asked. You shook your head, the words in your head not wanting to come out. Tara was angry - rightfully so, but you genuinely didn’t know that Quinn was asking you out on a date.
“Baby,” you sighed, causing her to shake her head.
“Take your clothes off.” she demanded, causing you to give her an odd look. She was never like this, especially in public - that’s when it hit you - she was jealous.
“What? Tara- no-“ you began, but she cut you off. Slapping you across the face, Tara got closer to you. She pushed you up against the counter, wrapping her hand around your throat and squeezed.
“It’s Mommy,” she whispered, kissing you on the lips softly before pulling back. “Take your clothes off. Come on, be a good girl for me, baby.”
“B-But what if someone walks in?” you questioned, watching as Tara licked her lips.
“Don’t worry about that, I’ve locked the door. Now do as you're told.” she pushed, causing you to nod. She made a point and a part of you liked this side of Tara. She pulled away from you, allowing you to have room to get undressed.
You pulled your shirt off, setting it on the counter gently before unclasping your bra. A part of you didn’t want to take your time, but you knew Tara hated when you rushed. Once your bra was off, she pushed you lightly so your back was facing the mirror. You leaned on the counter, watching as Tara’s hands made their way to your pants. She pulled them down roughly, bringing your underwear down with them.
“God you’re so fucking wet,” Tara pointed out, staring at your pussy. “And all mine.”
“Only yours. Promise. M’yours.” you said, biting your lips as she pushed your legs apart. Bringing her hand between your legs, she slid two fingers into. She didn’t want to waste anymore time - she needed to be inside of you.
“Is this pretty pussy all for me? To use whenever I want, or is it going to be Quinn’s? Hm?” she asked, fucking you with her fingers at a rough pace. You bit your lip, trying your best to not be too loud, although you knew no one outside of the door could hear you.
“N-No, not f-for Quinn. J-Just you,” you moaned, keeping your eyes locked on Tara. Tara stilled her fingers, adding a third finger before she continued to fuck you.
“That’s right, Princess. Your pussy belongs to me, and you belong to me.” she smiled, leaning in before taking one of your erect nipples into her mouth. She sucked on it hard, causing you to whimper.
You squeezed your eyes shut, feeling your orgasm fast approaching. Tara pulled her mouth away from your nipple, slapping your chest with her free hand. “Did I say you could close your eyes, baby? No, I didn’t. Open your eyes or I’ll stop and we can wait until we’re back at my place… where Quinn will hear you loud and clear.”
You shook your head, snapping your eyes open. You tried your best to keep your eyes locked on Tara, but as your orgasm hit, it was a challenge to do so. Tara fucked you through your orgasm, only stopping when you tried to pull yourself away from her.
“Good girl. You were such a good girl for me, taking my fingers so good. I love you.” Tara smiled, bringing her fingers up to your mouth. “Clean your mess up for me, Princess.”
You took her first two fingers into your mouth, running your tongue between them to make sure they were clean. She pulled her fingers out of your mouth, slipping her third finger into her own mouth.
Tara hummed, closing her eyes. Pulling her finger out of her mouth as soon as it was clean, she smirked, “Let me help you get dressed, wanna get you back to my place. I’m going to remind you that you’re only mine all night.”
“I love you, Tara. If I knew it was a date, I would have never agreed.” you admitted, causing Tara to smile.
“I know baby, I trust you.”
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padscomm · 1 year ago
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safe place
tara carpenter x f!reader
warnings: grammatical errors, mention of suicides, abusive household and also scream 5+6 au bc why not?!
a/n; IM ALIVE !! I'm so busy, school is shit broo
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it was sunday, it meant it was cleaning time. but, you were to focused on studying that you forgot to clean the house.
you checked the time, and you realized, that your father was coming home soon. you panicked, and quickly started cleaning your room.
your father was an abusive alcoholic, it was a suprise. an loving caring man turning into an abusive alcoholic, when your mother died.
he didn't bother going to therapy, instead he started drinking and started doing drugs. when he's tired, he takes his anger out on you, when he's in a bad mood he takes it out on you.
he poured out his anger always at you, you didn't know why. you would always be hiding in the closet, filled with bruises from him. trying to hold your tear's, it was always hard. you've never told anyone about the abusive and toxic household you were in.
you were a joyful person, filled with sunshine but personally, no one ever knew you that well. except for your girlfriend; Tara Carpenter.
you heard the door creaking, you weren't even halfway done cleaning with your room and you still had a few rooms to clean. you were scared, you didn't have a way out.
you decided to hide in the closet, where you always do. you were scared for dear god, you were scared what he will do to you. your tear's streaming down on your face.
you heard a scream, “Y/N!! How come you still didn't clean the house?!” it was filled with anger, your heart is beating fast, you are scared. sweating intensely.
hearing footsteps from the stairs, and through the hallway’s of your bedroom. you prayed to dear god, to not hurt you. “y/n, i know you’re in there.” he say's, opening the door of your bedroom.
you had no way out. you heard him investigating every area.
he opened the closet door, “there you are.” he says, grabbing you from your wrist, tightly. “dad stop please! I'm sorry, I was so carried away—” you didn't have time to speak, he punched you so hard on the face.
that your nose started bleeding, “you really think I'm gonna believe you? you lying son of a fuckin bitch.” you were down on your knees, crying.
The next day
it was a good Monday morning for tara. she was awoken by her sister, sam. she got up from her bed and started making it, then after that she check's her phone if she received a message from you, but sadly she didn't.
it was something off, she chat's you again, asking if you were okay.
· my baby ; hey, are you okay y/n? im worried sick, text me back as soon as you can. hope you're okay mylove! I love you
timeskip at school
“hey guys, have you seen y/n? she hasn't texted me back.” tara said, worried about you. “look's like an overprotective girlfriend is worried about her troublemaker girlfriend.” mindy jokes, tara didn't find her funny, and just glared at her.
“oh there’s y/n!" anika pointed, she ran after her. “she seem's off today, its just not me who thinks she's off today? right?” mindy stated, the others agreed with her. usually, you would hangout with the friend group but this day, you didn't.
you went straight to class, it was unusual for them. you saw anika running towards you, but you decided to walk more faster so she wouldn't catch you.
once you entered inner part of the school, you saw anika not chasing you anymore. you were glad. you had a long oversized hoodie, covering your body and bruises. you went straight to class with the oversized hoodie on you, even tho it was hot as fuck.
after first period, you went to second period. not even bothering to check up on your girlfriend. you were just not in the mood to talk to anyone today. you just wanted peace, and alone time with yourself.
not until second period started, you realized that you and anika were seatmates. you and anika are bestfriends, she worries about you alot.
you sat down to anika, avoiding eye contact with her. “hey y/n, why are you avoiding us?” anika asked, but you didn't answer. anika wasn't really comfortable with your silence, since you were always loud and energetic.
she kept asking you questions but you didn't answer once. second period ended and it was third, you continued to third period with talking to any of your friends or even anyone.
after third, it was lunch break. you didn't have the appetite to eat. so you skipped it, and hid at the rooftop, listening to music peacefully and doing your work.
“y/n didn't talk to me in 2nd period, I don't know why tho, I think something's off about her.” tara looked at anika, “you should go check up on your girlfriend, tar.” liv suggested, but even tara didn't know where you were.
“ill go check up on her at the end of classes.” mindy really thinks tara is a bad girlfriend.
more timeskip
it was time to go home. you didn't go home yet, you were at the rooftop, smoking. it was peaceful, and calming for you. no disturbance.
not until you heard the door open, you put out your cigarette as fast as you can. you saw tara, looking worried sick at you. “y/n, are you okay? you didn't talk to us for the whole day, tell me everything, I'm willing to listen y/n.”
she says, pulling the sleeves of yours “and why are you wearing a jacket it's so—" you quickly took your arm away from her. she saw what she saw, bruises, blood streaming down your arms.
she was in disbelief, “im so sorry tara, i didn't mean to freak you out. I know I'm a bad girlfriend, you can leave me because of my weirdness and my bruises and scars—" she hugged you tightly, “im not gonna leave you y/n. I love you, and that's what matters. can you tell me what happened? it's okay if you're not comfortable.”
you sighed. you needed to tell her the truth, to gain trust. and you did, she was in pure disbelief and shock. she comforted you, and made you more safer.
“i think i should go home, my dad will be mad at me.” you said, but tara didn't let you go. “stay with me for a few days, ill get you help.” those words from tara, was enough to make you tear up.
“dont cry now, baby. stay with me, you'll be more safer.” you didn't care anymore, you wanted to be free with tara.
once tara and you arrived at her house, you were greeted by sam. death staring you, “hey tara, who've you got there?” sam asked, “this is my girlfriend ive been telling you about.” you blushed at her words, she's been talking about you?
“by the way y/n, can you go upstairs. you know my room already.” tara said, she didn't tell sam that you've been sneaking inside their household. “why is there red stuff on her sleeves?” sam was curious. tara explained the whole situation to her.
sam felt bad for you, the two carpenter's will be doing their best getting you help.
after a conversation with sam, tara went up to her room. she saw you, laying down peacefully. “hey let's get you cleaned up, okay?” you nodded, and got up from the bed.
she guides you to her bathroom and sat you down on the sink, she took your hoodie off, and saw all the bruises you had. bruises everywhere, “more bruises down on your legs?” you nodded.
“can i take them off?” she asks for your permission, “go ahead.” she takes of your pants, slowly and lightly. she was shocked with all the bruises that you dad gaved.
“thats alot. let's start with your wrists.” she wiped off all the blood, until there was no more flowing. and rolls the comforting bandage around your arms.
working one by one on the bruises, she stayed up just to get you cleaned.
at the end of the day, it was the two of you lying in bed. “i love you so much, tara.” you said, burying your face onto her neck.
“i always love you more, my love. soon your dad will be in prison.” she reassure's you, and before going to sleep, she kissed you forehead lightly, and kissed you lips passionately.
“tara, what if attempted suicide one day?” you said, out of the blue. it was a suprise, “of course my life will be empty. i cannot live without you. i love you more than everything, if you have a problem, come talk to me okay?” you smiled at her.
she was tired already, “im going to sleep na. im so tired, mahal.”
“goodnight my beautiful, beautiful girlfriend! i love you.”
“goodnight tara, i love you too. sweet dreams.”
“thank you for taking care of me.” you mumbled, “your welcome.
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a/n; this is shit
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bobbin-buckley · 1 year ago
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Tara Carpenter Headcanons
Tara Carpenter x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Fluff and smut
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SFW
-Tara being protective of you
-She loves you so much she wants to protect you with all her heart
-You guys met in college in film class (so you never experienced Woodsboro but have heard about the ghostface murders)
-You were pretty quiet so Tara was the first to start a conversation (and asked you out)
-You both love to brag about horror movies and watch them (if you don’t like horror movies…well suffer)
-Long breathless kisses when alone together
-Kisses on her scars and telling her how much you love them whenever she gets insecure (holding her left hand and rubbing your thumb over the scar)
-Not wanting to introduce you to Sam because she’s worried Sam will scare you away
-You said it’ll be fine but when you met her Sam almost tazed you
-Being best friends with Anika (since forever)
-Hanging out with the twins a lot (they both love having you around)
-Sam watching you like a hawk
-Tara loves being big spoon, she feels that you are safe in her arms
-When ghostface came back and you got hurt she felt so guilty and wanted you to move away so you wouldn’t deal with it anymore (you said no and kissed her)
-Being final girl with Sam and Tara 🥳
-You absolutely HATE Ethan, always giving him glares and wanting to beat the living shit out of him at times (he used to bully you)
-You definitely beat the shit out of him when he hurt Tara and when you found out he was Ghostface
-Being apart of the core four (so five)
-Grieving after Anika’s death. You both were such close friends and you lost her, but you couldn’t imagine how Mindy was feeling so you were there for her. Tara always being there for you after everything (you did the same)
-Movie dates (at home or at a theatre)
-Sneaking into each others apartments
-Studying together
-Sam eventually liking you and happy for Tara
NSFW
-Switch (but prefers top)
-She loves riding your face
-Super gentle touches unless you want it rough
-Absolutely no pain play or knife play an immediate turn off
-She wouldn’t mind some ass smacking though 😏
-Oddly became a boob person once she saw your pairs for the first time. She loves your boobs clothed or not she loves to lay her head on your chest
-I could see her favorite position being missionary wether it’s her drilling her fingers into your wet cunt or thrusting her strap inside you
-Probably owns a few toys (only for you ofc 😉) sometimes she uses her vibrator on herself when she misses your touch, it’s rare tho
-When things get heated you aren’t walking for a while
-She loves giving praise (does enjoy receiving it though) she likes to tell you how good your doing for her and how you taste
“You’re doing so well for me baby, just a little more”
“God your so fucking wet, let me taste you”
“Look at you, your like dough in my hands before I even get a chance to finger you”
“Hmmm..you taste so sweet my love”
-Back to her loving your boobs, she enjoys missionary so much to watch your boobs bounce back and fourth at each thrust of her fingers or strap
“Look at these beautiful things..all mine. You look so fucking hot right now Y/n I might fuck you all night, if your so good for me”
-A huge tease. She likes to edge you with her teasing but doesn’t do it for too long. She’ll pull out her fingers or strap when you’re close to cumming or gently touches your body to get a rise out of you
-You’ll have to be quiet (she will to) if being intimate together at her apartment (if Sam catches you oh am I gonna tell you, you’re fuckin dead)
-Will treat you like a slut if you’re being bad ( in the most loving way possible)
-ALWAYS asking for consent and if you’re doing okay
“Is that okay baby? Does this feel good?”
“Want more huh? Go ahead and beg a little”
-Did I forget to mention she loves to hear you beg?
-Aftercare is Tara’s favorite part of of sex, not that she doesn’t love the intimate part but she loves taking care of you after. She’ll give soothing massages, nice luke warm bath, asking you how she did and telling you how well you did
Tara is just head over heels for you
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I swear I didn’t mean to make the vote 6 days 😭so I’ll probably delete is and make another one after this post gets some views
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cosmicpearlz · 2 years ago
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a drop of your good love
summary: he’d kill for you just as along as you loved him as much as he loved you.
pairing: gf!ethan landry x reader
warnings: a very graphic description of a murder
a/n: got inspired by another song and this one is ‘kill for your love’ by labrinth :) (i literally wrote this in like 30 minutes)
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ethan knew he was in love with you since mindy introduced you into the friend group. something about your personality and character had drawn him to you. all he wanted to do was be close to you. near you.
when he finally confessed his feelings to you after a couple months of friendship, he was surprised to find out that you felt the same. you were finally his and nothing was gonna get in the way of that.
“hey cutie, you here all alone?”
“no, i’m here with my boyfriend and friends,” you replied to the creepy guy that stood too close to you while you were getting another round of drinks.
“i don’t see them anywhere,” his smirk sent red flags in your head. you looked for ethan to find he wasn’t there. maybe off to the bathroom but you needed an out. you turned around once more and made eye contact with chad. you frantically waved him over, to which he gets up with no hesitation.
“there you are, we were getting worried.”
“this is the boyfriend?”
“what’s it to ya, huh?” chad sized up the guy, ready to fight if need be. you were practically his best friend and he’d do anything to protect you.
“i’m just saying she could be with a real man,” the guy goes to grab at your arm but chad stopped that immediately by shoving him.
“keep your fucking hands to yourself,” the bartender finally notices the commotion and calls over security to get the man thrown out.
“what happened baby?” ethan wraps an arm around your waist and you leaned into him. feeling even safer with your boyfriend with you.
“that asshole was bothering y/n while you went to the bathroom. i made sure to set him straight,” chad explained to the boy and patted his shoulder.
“you okay love?” he gently grabs both of your cheeks tilting your head up to look at him.
“yeah, just a bit shook.”
ethan places a kiss on your forehead and takes a look at the man arguing with security. the boy was fuming with anger, how dare someone try to take what’s his? his eyes darken with delight, already knowing how he would make that man pay.
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it didn’t take long for ethan to find every bit of information on the guy. his name, address, and job, all quickly accessed in the matter of twenty minutes. little did peter know, he wouldn’t live to see another day to harass another person ever again.
“so peter, you like to harass people, huh?”
“man, i don’t know what you’re talking about,” ethan had peter on his knees like the bitch he was, begging for his life.
“oh but you do know. you remember at the club last saturday.”
“i didn’t mean to do it! i swear!”
“i’m afraid time is up. you should’ve known better peter.”
ethan knocked him in the head with the lamp close beside him. successfully knocking the other boy down, he bends down and starts to slash him with his knife. blood splatting all over the ghostface costume but that didn’t bother ethan.
the boy started to picture the way your soft face had a tense look to it. it made him stab peter more and more. getting revenge for you was all he cared about. you, his baby shouldn’t be scared of a loser like peter. shouldn’t be worried about people like him.
peter stayed sprawled out on his living room floor in a pool of his own blood. ethan had stabbed him over a hundred times and ended with slashing his neck and tying his intestines around his cut neck. that’ll show that motherfucker was the thought that ran through ethan’s head before he left the crime scene.
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you were walking into your shared apartment with ethan. stressed out from a draining work day, all you wanted to do was be in your loving boyfriends arms.
“ethan?” the sight of your sweet boyfriend who you believed couldn’t hurt a fly was bleaching his ghostface mask. the black robe still covered in red blood and what looked like chunks of human flesh.
“baby,” his heart dropped as you stood frozen in place. you weren’t supposed to be home early. ethan steps close to you, only for you to step back.
“what the fu-“
“i did it for you my love. he bothered you and i wasn’t there to help. so i killed him because he doesn’t deserve to live life after that,” your eyes watered and you couldn’t fully process what was happening.
“this was not for me ethan.”
“oh but it was. i’d kill everyone who even thinks about trying to touch you. tries to bother you. tries to be near what’s mine.”
as small tears run down your cheeks, you couldn’t help but to be overwhelmed. you felt just as fucked up as your boyfriend for feeling some what honored knowing he’d kill for you. feeling slightly turned on by his animalistic killing nature.
“i love you so much darling and i’d do anything for you.” the silence was killing ethan, if you didn’t accept him he’d have to handle it. that being killing you but he couldn’t do that. you were the love of his life. he needed you.
“i love you too ethan,” you whispered knowing what this now meant for you. you couldn’t really find it in you to care once you looked into those big brown eyes. maybe in fates own twisted way, you guys were always meant for each other.
“i want to kiss you so bad baby but i gotta get cleaned up first,” he gestured to his blood cover self making you giggle. you bit your lip and nodded, walking closer to him.
“hurry and you can get all of the kisses you want. maybe a little bit more.”
“remember darling, i’d kill for just a drop of your good love because all we’ll ever need is us,” he whispered before carefully kissing your cheek. he didn’t want to get anything on you but boy he couldn’t wait to touch you since you were all his.
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roadkillremi · 1 year ago
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I had an idea for the uncle randy series. Y/n and randy are getting a little ✨️spicy✨️ and either Mindy or Chad walk in.
I sure can. Its a tad bit short but it will have something for ya! The one who walks in will NOT see any private parts.
Like Old Times
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^this picture does not direct what the reader looks like^ (My fav picture of Jamie Kennedy) ((he did not age well folks))
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Summary :The ask above, Taking place during the time period of Scream 5. Part of the Uncle Randy AU
Warnings : Minors DNI, mentions of Ghostface, smut, fear, language, P in V, Not protected sex, Sub-ish Randy, mention of guns. Flash back to when they were 18, dom-ish Randy, mother catches you guys, orgasm denial.
It was Randy's bright idea to get a break from everything. Martha was at work and the twins were at school. It didn't help that Randy was a love sick puppy for you. He always loved physical contact and was needing more.
Randy's forehead had a thin layer of sweat. He looked up at you with big eyes, his mouth slightly opened. His hands lightly rubbed your hips.
"Just like old times" he muttered softly. Martha's guest room was Randy's old bedroom. It didn't look the same but it gave you two nostalgia. You gave Randy a soft smile before kissing him. He kissed you back before trailing down to your neck. His nose gently touched your skin as he moved his head. He started leaving soft kisses all around your neck. Your breath hitched up, you leaned into him. Your chests' were skin to skin, his heart beat echoed against yours. Your eyes drifted softly to the clock on the side table.
"Baby... The kids.". You softly whispered. Randy looked up at you, "They said they were hanging out at their friends remember?". You nodded, "We can stop if you want." Randy said softly. You shook your head, "I just wanted to make sure, y'know?". Randy nodded and went back to your neck. His large hands moved down to your thighs. You opened them slightly for him. He moved himself close to your entrance. His head bumped into your folds needingly. You lifted yourself up helping him place himself in you. You both let out soft breaths.
"I... I been wanting you ever since we got here.." Randy admitted. You smiled slightly moving your hips in circles.
"My poor Randy. Always been so needy since highschool." You teased. Randy's cheeks turned a soft pink, he gripped your hips trying to thrust into you. You clenched around him and grabbed his jaw.
"So impatient." You smiled. Randy breathed heavily, you slowly started rising yourself and falling.
Thump
You looked towards the window, "What is it?" Randy looked over.
"I swear I heard something..." You gripped his shoulder. Your heart started racing, it was a similar feeling from before. Ghostface spying on you, multiple times hearing things in the back before you get attacked.
"Hey. He's not gonna hurt you." Randy whispered. You looked at him, "Can you just-".
"Check the house? Yeah". You moved to the side covering yourself with a blanket. He slid his boxers on and dug through a suitcase.
"Here" he lifted a pistol up towards you to grab. You grabbed it, "Be careful.".
"I know." He gently smiled. The door flew open, you lifted the blanket to your chest. Randy screamed pointing his gun, and Mindy and Chad also screamed. Chad held a baseball bat close to him.
"I thought you were with your friends!!" Randy exclaimed. Mindy eyes darted from you to him, "were you two having sex?!".
"Mindy!" Chad cringed. Randy looked at you, "Uh, no. We were taking a nap. Now go!" He closed the door.
Randy put the gun down, "Jesus Christ, I'm glad we don't have children.". You sighed, "At least we don't have to give them the birds and bees talk.". Randy chuckled and laid back in bed. You looked down at Randy, "I'm gonna get dressed." You gently patted his slightly hairy chest.
"Remember when my mom caught us that one time?" Randy said sitting up. You slid your underwear on with a little jump.
"Heh, yeah. She was mortified." You smiled to yourself.
It was near the end of Senior year, graduation was about a day away. You snuck over to Randy's to celebrate. He turned on a movie in the background to mask the noise. He was on top of you leaning down close to your face. Your legs tightly wrapped around him. You'd be like this for an hour, every time you got close he'd stop and finish on your stomach. Desperate for release, your head leaned back against his pillows. You tried your best to be quiet letting a moan or two slip. Randy would laugh going, "Not so dominant anymore?". You'd give him a look, that's when you heard his door handle turn.
You gasped, reaching for a blanket to cover yourself. Randy sat up quickly looking at the door.
"Randall Meeks!" His mother yelled. She slammed the door shut, "Put clothes on and get out here now!". You giggled softly as his face turned red. You both put your clothes on walking out into the living room.
"I understand you two are 18 but this is unacceptable!" She fussed. You held Randy's arm close to your support to comfort him. She sighed, "I just need you two to promise me you'll go to bed!".
"Yes ma'am" you and Randy whispered dim unison. You both shuffled back to his room awkwardly. Randy closed the door and stared at you.
"We're in deep shit..."
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czrpenters · 2 years ago
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would like to read how Sam saves reader from attacks or in general from some little thing. like her protective side 😩 especially her shape in this part 🤍
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I got you, anon. Lemme tell you, reader can be so freaking clumsy sometimes, so even before ghostface, Sam was already saving your ass from trouble. It became normal to see her literally babyproof the house so you wouldn't hurt your knees while walking around.
"(Y/N), be careful!" She ran in your direction to hold your body from falling down the stairs; you were so distracted watching some stupid TikToks on your phone that you didn't even realised. You looked at her, with your heart racing; she was holding your body like a prince held a princess in a fairy-tale book cover. "I told you to not walk while using your phone, baby. You're gonna hurt yourself sometime."
She liked protecting you from danger, it was the only thing that she believed she did best. To her, you were so little and fragile, anything and everything could break you and that was never going to happen on her watch. From holding your hand while walking down the street, to lacing your shoes every 4 seconds so you wouldn't fall; she was there for you.
And that got worse when ghostface came along. You were with her the night you got attacked in her apartment, and it took her so fucking long to forget about the disappointment she was for you. You weren't even supposed to be there that moment, you were actually just about to leave to get you guys some pizza along with Chad, and just because of a few seconds, you got a stab wound in your stomach (which to Sam was a daily reminder that she failed in protecting you).
You were laying down on the floor before you all went to the bathroom. Quinn was dead, Mindy got injured. Anika was by a thread. And ghostface was right over your body, choking you; ready to literally, gut you like a fish. He was dangerously close, you could almost feel his body heat against you; he raised his knife, preparing himself to murder you, when Sam came from behind and smashed a ceramic vase in his head, making him fall down.
"You're crazy if you thought that you're were gonna kill my girl, asshole." She said, before helping you up and taking you to the bathroom with the other girls. She saved you that night. Even if you guys lost some people, she didn't lose you. But to her that wasn't enough, she let him hurt you, stab you, choke you. She never forgave herself for that.
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dreamersbcll · 1 year ago
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“It comes and goes, like the strength in your bones”
- whumptober, prompt no. 13
(i don’t feel so good sammy)
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Sam can’t remember the last time she had been so ill. Maybe the fourth-grade chickenpox or the time she had strep for two weeks during her sophomore year of high school. Yet this didn’t compare. She felt like her skin was on fire, the flames licking her lungs. Her brain felt slow, sluggish, unpurposeful.
It was like something was inside her, going scorched earth on her insides, letting her burn to a crisp. Her brain was melting out of her ears, her eyes tearing up nonstop. She couldn’t swallow without it, feeling like she was gulping down broken glass.
However she felt, Tara felt worse. She knows that her sister has sensitive lungs and a terrible immune system. Sam was kicking herself repeatedly for going to that concert with Gale. She knew she would get sick in the middle of a mosh pit, yet she went anyway.
She thought that if maybe, just maybe, she could quarantine herself from Tara, then perhaps she could get away with her sickness. It worked for a while- it turns out she had the flu—a rotten, lingering case.
But then Tara stood at her doorway, swaying on her feet. Her nineteen-year-old baby looked at her through miserable, watery eyes and muttered, “I don’t feel so good, Sammy.”
And then she promptly fell over.
Now Sam was stuck, still in her flu-ridden state, taking care of her sick little girl, who was rapidly deteriorating at the minute.
Breathing out, she shivered as she felt sweat beading down her neck, sliding down her back. Tara was on her lap, her feverish neck pressed deeply into her stomach as if trying to bury herself into Sam’s abdomen. The two lay on the bathroom floor, Sam half-hoping the cool tiles would bring down their fevers.
She ran a hand through Tara’s hair, wincing as she was met with feverish skin and sweaty hair. Tara whined at the touch, weakly pushing her head against Sam’s palm.
“Sam. M’ head hurts. Throbbing,” Tara whispered, her voice thick with mucus.
Now it was Sam’s turn to wince. The medication was in the cabinet above their heads. Usually, that wouldn’t be a problem, but for the two ill sisters, that was climbing Mount Everest. Sam wasn’t feeling anywhere near her best, and coupled with the weight of her baby sister on her body, this wasn’t going to be easy.
Leaning back, Sam breathed out. “Okay, baby. I’m gonna get us some. I’m gonna move you now, okay?” she murmured, closing her eyes tightly.
Tara gripped Sam’s hand, squeezing her fingers tight. “No. Don’t go. Stay here. Don’t leave me,” she cried.
Sam paused, frowning down at her little sister. Tara’s tone was frantic, unsure. It wasn’t all like Sam was leaving again. “Why would I leave you? I’m staying. We’re in this together, okay?”
Her little sister breathed in, her voice ragged. “Mom always left me when I was sick. I had a fever of 103° before Mindy found me and took me to the hospital. I don’t want you to go.”
Swallowing hard, Sam felt her head buzzing. She knew that Christina was a terrible mother and that Tara was left at her neglectful hands. But she thought, well, she hoped, that maybe Christina would care about Tara once Sam left. She knows her relationship with her mother was history, but Tara’s could’ve been salvaged.
Clearly not, as her little sister was digging her nails into Sam’s hands, resting her whole weight on her body as if Sam was about to get up and go.
She knows this is her fault, but Sam refuses to let history repeat itself. Tara deserved better. Sam would be that better. First, she had to make sure that they would get better.
“Okay. I’m not leaving. I’m going to get up now and get us medicine; you can hold on, okay?” Sam gently said, swallowing the wave of nausea pushing through her.
That wasn’t enough. Tara still clung on, whimpering. “Take me with you. Hold me. Don’t go.”
If this were any other time, maybe Sam would be annoyed, but she needed Tara to know she had her. Despite the throbbing pains stabbing her brain and the double vision that swayed her, Sam slowly started to move. She gently gathered Tara’s limp body in her arms, letting Tara bury her sweaty head into the crook of her neck. She looped Tara’s legs around her middle and breathed out.
“Hold on, baby. Hold on,” she murmured, standing up.
Tara cried out as they swayed in the air, and Sam gripped onto the edge of the sink for dear life. Perhaps it wasn’t the best idea to attempt to hold Tara with one hand, but Sam wouldn’t have it any other way.
She reached out towards the medicine cabinet, fumbling with the door. She winced as the door smacked against the wall, Tara flinching into her neck. Through blurry vision, Sam snagged the first bottle that looked like aspirin and gently lowered them to the floor, her knees buckling due to the weight in her hands.
Holding Tara to her chest with one hand, Sam snagged the water bottle to her right and flipped the top off.
“We’re almost there. I’ve got us,” she soothed, kissing the hair that tickled her neck.
Tara whimpered in response but held the water bottle that Sam forced into her hands. As Tara clutched onto the bottle, Sam focused on opening the medicine; her eyes crossed in effort.
Finally, Sam wrestled two pills out and pushed them into Tara’s open mouth. Her sister groaned at the chalky taste but feebly gulped down some water.
She tilted Tara’s chin, helping her sister stay focused. “Swallow. Good girl. So big. Such a big girl.”
Her sister shivered at the words, or maybe her fever; Sam couldn’t tell. Tara pushed the bottle back into Sam’s hands, silently forcing Sam to do the same. Sam allowed Tara to tilt her chin back and cheer her on for being a strong big sister.
The two sat on the floor, one holding the other, waiting for their fevers to break. Tara sighed softly, wrapping her arms around Sam’s neck. Sam hummed softly, letting Tara close her eyes to the vibrations.
Eventually, Sam broke the silence. “I’m sorry I got you sick. I’m sorry. I love you,” she whispered, pressing her lips to the cooling forehead pushed into her neck.
Tara shook her head slightly. “No. I’m with you. I’m okay.”
Sam hummed in response. “I’ve got us. I’ll never leave. Just stay with me, okay?”
Without skipping a beat, Tara pressed her lips into Sam’s clammy neck. “Love you, Sammy.”
She shivered in delight at the words. “Love you too, baby.”
Mindy would find them later after breaking into their apartment because they weren’t answering their phones. She finds the two curled up on the bathroom floor, snoring, their hands clinging to each other.
Once again, Tara found herself in a hospital bed getting fluids, but at least this time, Sam held her hand through it.
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You forgot! (Part 3)
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You were at the apartment mixing a song together. You recently got a job in a recording studio as an audio engineer and music producer. You were still pissed at Sam. I mean today is your one year anniversary with sam since you and her have been together for a year. You were hoping to do something romantic for her but you just couldn't focus on that as you were already starting to have trouble focusing on the mixing the song.
Sam unlocked the door to the apartment and opened the door and closed. "Hi baby!" She said. She smiled at you.
"Hi". You said quietly.
Anika and and Mindy were sitting at the table working together. Chad and Tara were watching a movie together. And Quinn was studying.
Sam walked towards you and tried to hug you as she put her hand on your back.
"Don't touch me!" You spat angrily.
Sam just looked at you. "Baby what's wrong?" She asked.
"What's wrong?! What's wrong?!" You yelled. You stood up. "You forgot our one anniversary you ass!" You yelled in front of everyone. Everybody looked at you. You walked away and slammed the door to the bedroom.
"I didn't forget our one year anniversary today is Friday and june- oh my gosh!" Said Sam.
"Sam how could you forget the one year anniversary of your own relationship?" Quinn asked.
"Because I'm freaking stupid". Said Sam.
"And dont forget you forgot to kiss your girlfriend goodnight and give her a goodnight hug". Said Anika.
"Yeah". Said Sam.
"And you forgot to tell your girlfriend goodnight beautiful". Said Chad.
"I dont mean to hurt her like this. Ugh I'm such a bad girlfriend!! I keep forgetting to do so many things for her and she never forgets to do things for me that I love and appreciate. What am I going to do?" Sam asked.
"You could say you're sorry". Said Mindy.
"Sorry may not be enough this time. When I had covid she took care of me. When I hurt my leg at work she helped me feel better. I'm so freaking lucky to have a girlfriend like her and I'm so freaking...ugh I'm so dumb!" Sam said frustrated at herself.
You stayed in the room the whole night watching movies on Netflix and working. You didn't even want your girlfriend to sleep next to you. You threw the pillows and blanket at her so she can sleep on the couch.
But while you were trying to sleep you just couldn't. And Sam couldn't sleep either. You opened the door to the bedroom and walked to see Sam still awake.
"I can't sleep". You said. "Will you come sleep next to me and hold me?" You asked Sam.
Sam smiled slightly. She nodded. "I'm coming baby". She took the blanket and the pillows into the bedroom. You got in bed as she got in bed too. As soon as Sam wrapped her arms around you, you wanted to cry.
"I'm sorry baby. I really am. I screwed up big time". Sam said.
"For our on year anniversary I got you the baseball hat you wanted. Plus a giftcard to Starbucks. It has $50 on it". You said.
"Thank baby. I feel so bad. I feel horrible. I promise tomorrow I'm gonna make it up to you. We can go anywhere you want". Sam said. "I keep screwing up I really am sorry". She said.
Sam held you tight as you hugged her. "I hate not sleeping next to you. I hate not sleeping on you". You said to Sam.
Sam kissed you on your forehead. "I have an idea. Tomorrow let's do whatever you want. What do you wanna do?" She asked you.
"Get iced coffee. Go to the collectibles place so I can buy the football Jersey. And go home and cuddle". You said.
Sam smiled. "We can definitely do that. I'll even take you to the bakery with the fancy desserts. We can eat chocolate cake together". Sam said.
You smiled. "I'd love that. But I'm still not letting you off the hook entirely. But because you apologized heres a little preview". You said.
You put her hands on your butt. "And who knows. Maybe tomorrow you may get lucky and get some lovin. A little sexy time". You said. Then you winked at her.
Sam smiled. "Oooh! Well dont worry baby I'm not ever gonna forget anything important ever again!!". And you giggled as Sam began to kiss you everywhere from your lips to your neck.
You started to moan. "Sam". You moaned as you said her name. "Baby. Our friends will hear us".
"Mmm". Said Sam. "I want them to hear us. I want them to hear you say my name". Sam said flirtatiously.
You smirked. "Oh, trust me. I'm gonna scream your name tonight". You said.
You and sam went from making love to having rough passionate sweaty sex. Sam fell asleep holding you in her arms as you fell asleep on her chest.
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djtoilet6 · 1 year ago
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|THE CHEATER|
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Ethan Landry x Anika Kayoko
WARNING:sex,Smut,violence,cheating,guilt,hardcore
Read at your own risk mf
As Ethan walked through the streets of New York City he went for some medicines.
During his way to his home he noticed messages from one of his friend Anika Kayoko
"Hey can you come Mindy and i wanna talk something with you" she texted him
"Sure!,i'll be in there as fast i can" he texted her back
ETHAN'S POV
As i arrived their place i started to talk with them about college things and that,if i could help them with some homework and that,however i noticed while Mindy explained me what she needed Anika was staring deeply at me..
It felt weird since Anika commonly cuddled with Mindy while she explained something.
But today was different,she was staring directly to me and i even saw her bitting her lip.
I couldn't resist to blush but luckily Mindy didn't noticed.
"Okay i'll go to search for some things guys,be safe"Mindy said leaving the apartment
I now was alone with Anika and the ambient was heavy and strong it was a little awkward
"So what have you be doing lately?" Anika asks
"Well i have been searching many jobs now that college getting close to end"i said
"Oh yeah i should start doing the same too"She said giggling
"yeah haha,Im still alone"Ethan said
"Oh.. cool.....you know i was thinking i could you know...have a somewhat adventure with you.."She said smiling even more
"What?!,E-Eh Anika what are you talking about?"i said shocked
"I want you to take me Dude i want to feel you here...down here.." she said touching her crotch and whimpering
"But Anika what about Mindy ?,that's just wrong,you have a girlfriend too,she loves you, and you must love her and you should be here for her.
"Meehh yeah yeah,the pretty caring girlfriends,the amazing sweeties and that,Fuck that i just want this one time,are i clear?"she said grabbing my head
"Okay...it's okay..."i said nervous
"Well Anika you wanted it you will get it,i'll do what u want first ok?" I said
"Yeah" she replied laying down lifting a small part of her shirt up
I then introduce my hand in her pants causing her to gasp
"huh w-wow this feels heavy"Anika said nervous
"Don't gent excited sweetie,i still prefer girls,this doesn't mean im into boys now,you're just an special case"Anika added caressing my cheeks with her soft well cared hands
this just made me excitet and made me insert two fingers in her pussy causing her to moan
"A-Ah!!! fuck Ethan!!"Anika moaned
"wow this feels place feels so soft" i said laughing
Anika then grabbed my head to made me face her and kissed me deeply
"i have always wanted you honey,i dreamed with you my beatiful girl'' i said smiling
"Thank you baby,I like you too"She replied whimpering
i continued moving my fingers in and out and even inserting a third one causing her to moan even louder.
shortly after she came
"clean them" i said looking my fingers
she then got closer and sucked my fingers,cleaning her cum from them
"good girl" i said making Anika smile
i inserted my fingers again to get a bit if her cum and eat it too
"your pussy kinda smells like fish"i said jokingly
"Hey!!!" she replied angry
"your cum tastes delicious girl" i said caressing her hair
"Thanks hehe...but its time to taste yours"Anika said climbing in my lap and wrapping her arms in me
"feed me daddy,im so hungry"She said
i stand up and unzipped my pants spreading my cock free,she grabbed it and started to jack off it,then she inserted it in her mouth and started sucking it
"Ohhh fuck holy shit,fuck!!'' i said watching Anika feast on my balls
she was so submissive doing it she was not wasting time,every second she was sucking it causing me to feel the best feeling of my life.
"don't stop Ugh!!!"i said holding her head
"Im gonna cum fuck!!!"i said holding it
whe she heard it she started going even more faster making me handle hard.
there was a moment where her speed beated my force as i busted my giant nut on her mouth,it was a lot of cum and i mean a lot.
she moaned as her mouth was full of cum
she swallowed it and the she started to undress,i did it too,then i started kissing her naked body,running my fingers in her,i also licked and kissed her abdomen,i adored her abdomen,kissed it praised it i jus loved it.
"you like it a lot hehehehe"Anika said blushing and giggling
"i adore it"i replied kissing it again
"now time to your pussy Anika"i said going down to face her cunt
"this smells fishy"i jokingly said again
"HMMMMM!!!" Anika said angry
"hehehe just joking baby,prepare yourself" i said as i introduced my tongue inside her
i was eating her out as she was enjoying every second of it
"you do it even better than Mindy!"Anika said
i lchuckled and continued doing it until my tongue was powerfull enough to make her squirt
her warm water tasted damn good
a few minutes later she was on top of me feeling how my big hard cock was entering her
"AH AH F-FUCK ETHAN AHHH FUCK ME FUCK ME AHHH FASTER FASTER!!" She said as i was going balls deep in her pussy
"Oooh yes,this feels glorious damn" i said
My sex with Anika
was getting even more wild
"AHHH ETHAN PLS GO FASTER BABY DEEPER AHHH"Anika yelled
"AHH IM GONNA CUM" I said
"CUM INSIDE ME!!" She replied
then i released my load on her making us enjoy it a lot.
"damn that was crazy" i said out of breath
"yeah hehe"she replied
"Anika i love you so much,thank you for making me feel good today" i said
"It's a pleasure honey,now hurry up Mindy is going to return at any moment" Anika said cuddled at me.
"I guess i will not die a virgin"i said laughing
she laugh too
after like 2 minutes of kissing and caressing eachother we stand up to dress again
after that we sat in the couch in the same poses we where and started to talk about the college,then Mindy arrived.
"huh guys it was a damn long ass waiting in that place"Mindy said laughing
we laughed too and started to talk with her
i bet she will never know what happened .
The end.
this story is dedicated to all the mfs who have dissed me,so i hit all of you where it hurts the most.
go ahead haters do your best.
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I have a friend. She's my best friend. I love her very very much. She's my favorite person and her being in my life keeps me sane. Let's call her Sol.
That being said there's this other girl we'll call Mindy and Mindy is getting really touchy. She's holding my friends hand while I am. She's leaning her head on my friends shoulder and cuddling up to her. While. I. Am. Mindy is calling my beloved friend pet names and stealing the attention that should be on me.
Sol is mine. She's my person. She's my best friend and i am the most important person to her. Am I jealous of Mindy for getting close to Sol? Yes. And I don't fucking care. I'm not gonna be ashamed of it. Sol is mine. MINE. Mindy doesn't deserve her. Mindy doesn't understand her as deeply as I do. MINDY COULDNT EVER LOVE SOL AS MUCH AS I DO-
Me and Mindy used to be friends. But now whenever I see her I want to gut her like a fucking fish. I hate her I hate her I hate her.
Shes taking my best friend away and I won't let that happen.
Today I was sitting by Sol. I got up and walk away for 5 minutes to do something. MINDY IS SITTING IN MY DAMN SPOT! I tell her in the politest way possible. Bitch get up and move. She does. I think I gave her a look. Sol asked me if I was okay. Yes darling I'm okay. I'm just gonna cut a bitch and then all will be fine. Love you baby.
Im obsessed with Sol. I want her to understand I'd rip out my heart if she was dying so we could die together.
And I think she does. To a certain extent. You ever love someone so much it hurts? It fucking aches in your chest but you don't have the words to express your affection.
God I'm gonna kill Mindy. Get away from Sol. Shes mine and I swear to God I cannot make this more clear. Sol will never pick you Mindy. Not over me. And that's how it fucking should be. Because Sol needs me and I need her. We don't need you Mindy. Not in the slightest.
Mindy could fucking drop dead and I wouldn't feel a thing. Does that make me a bad person? I don't care shut up. Sol shouldn't waste her time on Mindy. I think Sol deserves only the best. I'm the best. I'm perfect. Sol knows this. Yet Mindy is still in the picture.
Fuck I fucking hate Mindy.
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rebelliousstories · 2 years ago
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Mother Says Marry For Money
Relationship: Robert “Bob” Floyd x Adelaide “Honey” Corbin OC
Fandom: Top Gun: Maverick
Warnings: Fluff, Brief Strong Language, Angst
Word Count: 2,848
Part of the Young Love and Old Money Series
Chapter 5//Chapter 7
Main Masterlist: Here
Summary: A simple walk home turns into Adelaide’s worst nightmare.
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November 22nd, 2008
“Oh, Mrs. Floyd, let me take care of that!” The voice of Adelaide Corbin rang through the Floyd household. She had become a regular fixture in the house, just like she was part of the family.
“Young lady, I swear to the Almighty if you try to take this pie out of my hands!! Besides, how many times I tell ya t’ call me Mindy?” The eldest female Floyd told the younger girl. Adelaide looked down shyly, but went to grab another dish from the counter to move it to the table. She heard the car pull up to the driveway and got really excited. So much so that Mindy took notice.
“Go get prettied up for your man girl. I got this.” Adelaide’s face flushed bright red as she mumbled, “we’re not dating.” Mindy let out an mhm at this, but the young girl still took off the apron and ran into the bathroom. She ran her hands through her hair, taming any flyaways that had popped up. Her eyeliner thankfully hadn’t smudged during their cooking and baking. The front door opened and she heard the tell tale clicks of the boots walk through the living room. She ran out and straight into Robert’s arms.
“Honey!! I didn’t think you were gonna be here today!” He exclaimed. The girl in his arms was pulled away by Savannah quickly. It happened so fast that Adelaide was afraid she had whiplash. The older girl chuckled and turned back to her best friend.
“Well, I figured your momma might like some help with lunch. Plus I wanted to see my favorite people.” Mindy came around the corner to greet her family as the kids talked. She looked up at her husband with knowing eyes.
“Alright then kids. I hate to break it up but, y’all need to wash up before dinner. And Nash, you need to change your pants. Get those muddy ones to the washing room and put on some clean ones please.” Momma Floyd instructed her family. Adelaide went to wash her hands in the sink in the kitchen, next to Mindy.
“So, Honey Bun,” Mindy started, “when are you and Bobby gonna stop dancin’ ‘round each other and get together?” Adelaide froze. The tap was still running over her hands, the water slowly heating up but she didn’t notice. Boiling heat and searing pain finally brought her out of her trance. She dried her hands off quickly but rested her back against the edge on the sink.
“Mindy, Robby doesn’t think of me like that. If he liked me, wouldn’t you think he would’ve asked me out by now?” Her eyes were cast down towards her shoes, and she mindlessly kept drying her hands.
“Adelaide, I know that boy better than he knows himself. My baby Bobby is smitten with you. Y’all remind me of me and Kevin at y’all’s age. Trust me please.” She quickly dried her hands, and Mindy placed her hand on Adelaide’s shoulder. The young girl looked at the mature woman and smiled. Maybe there was hope that Robert would return her feelings.
They joined the boys and Savannah at the dinner table. Adelaide took her usual seat next to Robert who grabbed her hand as soon as she sat down. They said grace, but Robert didn’t let go. It wasn’t until they absolutely had to let go in favor of utensil, that Robert let go of Adelaide’s hand. They enjoyed their meal together, and Adelaide couldn’t help but imagine a life where this was the norm. She couldn’t remember a time where she sat down with her family and talked over a meal. Sure, they sat down at the table and had dinner served, but there was nothing lively about it. Adelaide wondered how much she missed out on in her childhood, not having a close family.
“So, Honey, any big plans for Christmas?” Robert asked on their walk to her house. Adelaide kicked a rock along the path. She smiled and shrugged.
“I don’t know. I think we’re staying here for Christmas, then going to Florida for a week or so for New Years.” She said, shrugging her shoulders. Once the house came into view, she noticed that her parents car was still gone. She snuck out right after they had left for a day at the country club; thanking her lucky stars that she would be able to sneak in and out today with no chance of detection.
“Well, if you ever want to come over, you’re always welcome. You know that.” She did. Adelaide had kept an open invasion to the Floyd’s house for years now and it always helped take her mind off of whatever was happening inside her own home. Although, the more time she spent at the Floyd’s, the more her’s felt like a house.
“I know, Robby. And I promise that I’ll come by before we leave. I’ll even bring you back some cheesy touristy souvenir.” She joked, laughing as Robert started to as well. They made it to the top of the driveway like always, but Adelaide sat down under her mailbox this time. Robert shot her a curious glance, to which she patted the ground next to her. He took his place, and leaned his bike against the fence. They sat in silence for a moment, enjoying the peaceful sounds of nature and wind all around them. At some point, Adelaide’s hand slipped into Robert’s; neither one acknowledged this change though. Robert became hyper aware of everything his body was doing when her hand was in his. He worried about his hair, was he sweating? Were his palms sweating? Did she mean to put her hand there?
Meanwhile, Adelaide wasn’t doing much better. Why would Robert keep his hand in her’s? Does this mean that he likes her? Does he know that she likes him? Should she even have feelings for her best friend? All of this was uncharted territory and neither one knew how to navigate this properly. It’s not like Adelaide could go to her mother or sisters about this topic without them being suspicious. She may be able to go to Mindy, but then she would probably tell her son or set them up. And she still had no clue if Robert even liked her like that or if this was just a comfort thing! Adelaide opened her mouth as if to speak and turned her head towards her friend, who did the same thing at the same time.
“So, what-”
“Do you-” They started to laugh as they tripped over their words.
“You go first.” Robert offered, ever the gentleman.
“I’d much rather hear what you have to say.” Adelaide countered with. Robert smiled, shook his head at her stubbornness, but continued.
“Do you umm… do you like me?” He asked. Robert’s eyes were cast downwards, towards their joined hands; he couldn’t bear to look at her. He didn’t want to face the rejection, or the awkwardness when she told him she didn’t.
“Robby,” he didn’t look up, “Robby, look at me.” Her hand reached down and gently grabbed his jaw, and pulled his face upwards. When his eyes reached hers though, there was nothing that he worried about. No awkwardness, no malice or disgust. She looked at him with the same soft look she always had for him.
“Robby, of course I like you. I was worried you didn’t like me.” Adelaide admitted. Robert broke out into a smile and tackled Adelaide down. His arms wrapped around her waist, as hers came to wrap around his neck. They laughed as they laid down in the dirt. Nothing mattered in that moment. They were happy. Robert leaned up off of Adelaide, bracing his arms on either side or her head. It felt like a fairytale. Just pure bliss in the way only kids could experience.
“Adelaide Elizabeth Corbin! What are you doing?!” Even fairytales can take a dark turn. In the flash of lightning, Robert was jumping off of Adelaide and standing up. His hand came done to help her up right as a woman with perfect blonde hair came up to them. The younger girl brushed her clothing off, and that’s when Robert saw it. That look on her face. Pure, unadulterated fear; fear of being caught. She began to sputter and stumble over her words, but nothing could come out from how worked up she was. Robert turned to look at the older woman, and assumed that was her mother that she very rarely liked to talk about. He remembered that he was raised with manners, and stepped forward, partially shielding Adelaide.
“Good afternoon ma’am,” his hand shot out inn front of him, “my name is Robert Floyd. I’m a friend of your daughter’s.” The woman raised an eyebrow at him and looked at his hand in disgust. But then he noticed that more people had piled out of the car. Twin sisters, two younger men, and one older one. He felt himself start to sweat under the scrutiny of her family’s eyes.
“Adelaide. Come here now. Why on earth are you hanging around this boy? I didn’t raise you to act like this.” Her mother stated definitively, with no room for playing around in her tone. Robert dropped his hand, and squared his shoulders. Adelaide stayed behind Robert and pressed herself closer to him instead. She snaked her hand down to his and wrapped herself around his arm.
“Mom, please. Don’t do this. Not now, and not in front of him.” The look of rage came across her mother’s face shook even Robert, and he definitely felt Adelaide start to shake. Her father came up behind her mother; her older brothers coming around the side. Robert was starting to feel caged in, and he couldn’t imagine what Adelaide was feeling like.
“Adelaide. Don’t make us.” That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. The seriousness of her father’s voice vanished any hope of her getting out of this. Adelaide began to move towards her family as if in a trance, when Robert grabbed her arm. She looked at him with the saddest expression he had ever seen. There were no words to say between them, only a shared expression. Her mother had come up to the young girl and grabbed her arm, yanking her closer towards the car. Adelaide was roughly placed inside as her mother sent a glare towards Robert. Her sisters followed shortly afterwards, but the men of the Corbin family stayed there, surrounding him.
“If I were you boy, I’d sure as hell be gone real damn soon. Don’t even think about coming back around here again. If I see you again on our property, I’ll make sure to get you for trespassin’. Now get out.” Mr. Corbin stated, moving closer and closer to Robert. The younger male was backing up slowly, but jumped and ran when one of Adelaide’s brothers lunged towards him. He fell back and scrambled as fast as he could towards his bike, fearing what would happen if he stayed there. Robert biked as fast away as he could from the scene, periodically scanning over his shoulder to make sure they hadn’t followed him. But the men just stayed right there, at the top of the driveway.
Robert made it all the way home before he knew it. The rush he was in to get inside and lock the door was unlike any that he felt. His mother was in the living room with his father, who both heard the front door slam and Robert’s face paced footsteps make their way to his room.
“Bobby? Baby, you okay?” Mindy called out, but was only met with a slammed door. She sent a concerned look to her husband. This was very much unlike her youngest son. He was always so sweet and polite, and he never ignored her or slammed doors. She began to make her way to get up and go check on him, but her husband grabbed her arm and pulled her back to the couch. Kevin shook his head at his wife.
“Let ‘im relax. Somethin’ spooked ‘I’m out there. Ain’t nothing you do now is gonna make ‘I’m tell ya what happened. He’ll come when he’s ready.” He said, trying to put Mindy at ease. But she wasn’t. All she wanted was to help her son, but if she went in there now looking for answers, she might do more harm then good.
In the mean time, Robert was fuming in his room. His glasses were discarded on his bedside table, and his anger was reaching a level he never felt. He should have done more to help her, protect her from her family. She was obviously scared of them, scared of what was going to happen if she went home now that they knew. He sat down on his bed and rested his head in between his hands. Robert rubbed his face with his hands, and saw the Polaroid of them on his table beside his glasses. He picked up the frame and laid down on his bed. They looked so happy, so young in that photo. He couldn’t help the tears that began to fall. They were sad tears, frustrated tears, angry tears. Every possible emotion he could feel at the moment, he felt. But Robert stayed there until he had no more tears left, and he drifted into an exhausted, dreamless nap.
On the other side of the tracks, Adelaide wasn’t doing much better. Her mother had roughly grabbed her out of the car once they made it to the house, and shoved her inside. Before she could even get a word in, Adelaide was forced to listen to her mother’s angry rant.
“What on earth are you doing with that no good hick? What if someone had seen you? Your father and I try so hard to make sure that you are taken care of, and this is the thanks we get!” Kasey Corbin could get loud when she wanted to. Her sisters stared at her with uninterested contempt, her brothers not much different. How could she be so stupid to think that nothing bad would happen to them? That no one would find out?
“You’ve always been the problem child, and now this. Associating with a poor, low life boy. You have plenty of friends that are at your level, your status. You don’t need that boy. He was using you wasn’t he? He promised you the world and you gave it to him didn’t you?” Adelaide couldn’t take it. The years of passively allowing this to continue was over.
“At least he doesn’t care that we’re from to different circles! He treats me good, mom. He’s always been sweet, and kind, and caring. He’s never made me feel like I was a burden or the black sheep of the family. So what that we’re two different statuses?! We care for each other more than anyone in this family does!” The shock that came across her mother’s face was amazing to Adelaide, but she knew not holding her tongue would have consequences.
“You do not raise your voice at me, young lady! You always do this. You try your best to damage our reputation. You’re never grateful for anything your father and I do. Why can’t you be more like your siblings? They never do anything wrong.” According to their parents, James III, Travis, Eleanor, and Priscilla Corbin were children sent from the saints. They were always well mannered, listened and obeyed their parents, and never got into serious trouble. According to them.
“Yeah? They never do anything wrong? Let’s see,” Adelaide turned to look at each of her siblings, “James uses the mustang you bought him in street races. Travis gambles on school property. Eleanor gets old men to buy her expensive items from giving them photos on the internet. And Priscilla has had a boyfriend for the last two years that she’s slept with and snuck into the house! And because I have a friend that’s not the same social class like us, I’m the one that get’s yelled at?” Adelaide had her hands spread open. The rest of her siblings looked shocked that she knew that about them, and then decided to tell their mother. Kasey was fuming.
“Go straight to your room, Adelaide. No dinner for you either. And you’re not going to see that boy again!” The younger girl ran to her room, slammed the door, and locked it for good measure. She threw herself on the bed and let her tears out. Full body sobs wracked her body and weren’t slowing down anytime soon. The necklaces that Robert had given her weighed heavily on her skin. She tried to feel for the picture underneath her pillow, and was comforted to feel the familiar paper in her hands. She looked at how happy they were in the photo. Why can’t they just go back to that feeling? Why did everything fall apart?
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padscomm · 1 year ago
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ethan?
part 3
tara carpenter x f!reader
warnings: grammatical errors, so yea
a/n: I didn't expect this to blow up, but thanks alot!!
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Anika · nikayoko
; anika
hey, are you okay?
you stormed out w/o hearing us say anything
I'm worried
; y/n
yea
I'm okay
nothing happened, it's just my tita auntie
was finding me because it was late
; anika
y/n, I thought you didn't have curfew?
; y/n
tita auntie made new rules ig
; anika
c'mon, stop lying to me y/n
I know that you're lying
you can tell me everything
if your not comfortable, just tell me okay?
I'll give you some space
; y/n
I'm not comfortable of talking about it
sorry anika, I promise I'll tell you when
I finally feel comfortable
; anika
take your time, don't rush.
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ynartist nobody knows my real birthday lol, do you even know me?
Ethan · @ lndry
when’s your birthday anyways?
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Y/N · @ ynartist
i am not telling you that
Anika · @ nikayoko
I guess nobody know's you that well, even if your a talkative person
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Y/N · @ ynartist
I don't tell info about me, unless your willing to know about me:))
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mindymarts my roman empire
tara · @ tarafilms
delete this right now!!
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chad · @vcchad
but we look cute there
Mindy don't delete it
sam · @carpensam
r u fucking my sister?
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mindy · @ mindymarts
probably he is
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ynartist I'm gonna deactivate my account since i need to get away from shit, lol.
Anika · @ nikayoko
; Anika
mindy
have you been seeing how
y/n has been acting?
; mindy
oh yea
it's very weird
actually
do you think it's about chad & Tara?
; anika
I think so
; mindy
does she like Chad?
; anika
she said that she see's Chad as a brother figure
come to my apartment like right now
; mindy
okay?
after a few minutes, Mindy arrived at anika's apartment. “hey, baby.” anika pulled her in for a kiss, “lets talk about y/n. because I'm actually worried for her.” mindy didn't understand why anika was so worried for you, when she knew that you can take care of yourself.
“why are you so invested in y/n?”
“because, I care for her. I don't really see how you guys care for her.” anika said. mindy didn't say anymore, and just listened to anika yapping about y/n.
the both of them were on the couch, Mindy laying on anika's lap. “let’s go to her apartment.” Mindy suggested, and anika said yes.
and the both of them did, they went to your apartment, sharing with ethan. mindy didn't like ethan that much, but anika, ethan and you were the most closest people on earth. but anika alway's felt, that you and ethan had something together.
anika knocked on the door, and anika saw ethan’s tall figure Infront of her. “can i help you anika and mindy?” ethan asked politely, while mindy frowned, and wasn't buying it. mindy barged in the apartment, and knocked on your door.
“y/n? it's me mindy! can we talk?” you heard mindy knocking on your door, loudly. you didn't have any choice, and you just opened it.
“hi mindy, and anika. what are you two doing here?” mindy looked at you with disgust, “you were definitely been crying all night, judging by the looks of yours.” you were offended at the words of mindy.
“so? why do you care.”
“y/n, let's talk.” anika says, you agreed because you trusted anika, but not mindy. so you guys let her out for a bit, she didn't care.
Mindy was going to their place, of course McDonald's! and the core four was there, so she was excited since she was about to get food.
she arrived at McDonald's, and saw chad hooking his hand on tara’s shoulder. “whats up!!” Mindy says loudly. “ohh hey mindy, where have you been?” tara asked, “at y/n’s place, anika and ethan are there right now, they're having a deep talk.”
“ethan?” tara looked at mindy, “why is he hanging out with that douchebag?” tara frown’s, “well they are like something, that's what anika said to me.” mindy sense’s jealousy in the room.
“i can sense jealously in the room..” mindy jokes, and tara doesn't like it. “i need to use the restroom.” she goes directly to the bathroom, slamming the door.
“why does she trust Ethan more than me! I'm supposed to be the one for y/n.” tara thought to herself.
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ificouldhelpyouforget · 2 years ago
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[23] How is He? (Tim Riggins x OFC)
MASTERLIST | DWHI MASTERLIST
Warnings: mentions of prison and a brother with a lot of regret, parents being horrible
Words: 2.1k
The day I got the call from Billy about visiting Tim, I went straight over to the Riggins' house.
Billy was leaning over the kitchen sink, openly weeping. He hadn't been able to stop for more than a few hours since Tim walked into the police department. Steven and Mindy were the only ones who could put a smile on his face.
I went over and rubbed his back. I was angry at Billy for the whole chop shop mess, but I hated seeing him so broken up over it. His guilt was enough punishment for what he did. I didn't have to make him feel worse.
It was me who drove us to the prison that afternoon since he couldn't put himself together to drive. My knuckles were white as I gripped the steering wheel and my heart felt like it was going to burst from my chest. I didn't understand why I was nervous because it was just Tim. 
Billy matched my nerves, so we sat in the truck a few minutes. The delay allowed both of us to calm down.
"You did get pre-approved, right?" I finally asked Billy. "You can't see him if you didn't."
Billy cussed. "I forgot. Dammit!"
"You'll need to do that. They should have the paperwork inside. I had to come here to fill it out."
Billy rubbed his face. "Tell him I'm sorry, Cat."
"I love you, Billy, but that's something you need to tell him yourself." I opened the door. "Go take care of getting approved. I'll find you after." I tossed the keys to Billy and walked in.
I asked a lot of questions about what was acceptable to do when interacting with Tim and how I could communicate with him outside of visits. The last thing I wanted to do was get Tim in trouble or have the guards not trust me when I came by. They seemed annoyed by my questions, but I knew they would appreciate it in the long run.
A guard led me outside into a fenced-in area where several picnic tables were arranged. There were a few people out there talking to a prisoner they knew. I observed their interactions, jumping when a guard shouted at a woman for holding hands with her prisoner. I noted not to do that no matter how tempting.
I sat down at an empty table and the guard stepped away. I stared at the designs in the wood, bouncing my leg anxiously.
"Ma'am."
I looked up at the same guard, Tim standing next to him. I stood and hid the shaking in my hands by clasping them behind me. I looked at the guard curiously. "C-Can I hug him?"
The short nod was all I needed to wrap my arms around Tim. I counted to three before stepping back and wiping my eyes. I could see Tim wanted to comfort me – I wanted him to – but we both knew it wouldn't end well.
The guard gave us 10 minutes and stepped off to the side as we sat across from each other.
"I miss you," I said. "Skeeter does, too."
Tim released an airy chuckle. "I miss you both."
"What's it been like here?"
"Like prison."
I nodded and placed my hands on the table. "I hate that you're here for doing somethin' good... for protectin' your brother and his family."
"How are Mindy and Stevie?"
"He is growin' up fast. Mindy's gettin' her baby fat burned off and is about to beat Billy for cryin' all the time.
He nodded. "What about Becks?"
"She asks about you every time she comes over to play with Skeeter. Her home life is still rough. I think Cheryl is about to leave on some cruise, so Becky will have to stay with her dad and his girlfriend. I think I'm gonna ask her to stay with me if she'd rather do that. Luke might like that better, too."
"Thank you, Catherine. She needs someone like you in her life." Tim smiled at me.
We spent the rest of our time talking about writing letters and what I can and can't send him. We also talked about the property. He still wanted to build there when he got out of prison and I agreed that it was a good idea.
I hugged him once more before the guard brought him inside. He came back to lead me back to where my personal items were left and I walked out of the prison. 
Billy was pacing around the truck.
"Did you fill out the paperwork?" I asked.
He nodded. "How is he?"
"He's in prison, Billy."
"I know that. How does he look?"
I opened the driver-side door. "He looks well considerin'."
*****
Over the months, I visited Tim whenever I could. Three days a week at the prison was my schedule. It made me happy to see him and it seemed to cheer Tim up a little bit.
According to Billy, his visits with Tim weren't as pleasant. He said Tim was too serious, nothing like how I described my visits. That's when I realized Tim's frustration toward his brother. I should have known from the start, but I was blinded by my own irritation. I quit bringing up Billy unless he asked, which didn't happen often.
As spring came around, things got harder for me. School was unforgiving in the number of projects I had, my parents returned with smug faces because they heard the news about Tim, and I was lonely. The worst of it was the snide remarks my mom made about Tim's character. I went to bed angry so many nights, making the next day worse than it should have been. I finally lost it when I sat down for dinner with my parents after a stressful day working on a written project.
"Have you finished your assignments yet?" my dad questioned from the head of the table.
I shook my head. "I'm still working on a proposal and I have a large drawing I need to finish for my sketch class. They just piled on a storyboard for my digital art class, which I need to find an idea for." The food tasted bland as I chewed. "I've been trying, but things are a little difficult for me right now."
"You make sure you focus on your work."
"I am." I pushed around a carrot on my plate. "Creatively, I'm struggling."
Mom sipped her water. "You're not going to do well if you keep visiting that Riggins boy."
"He has nothin' to do with this, Mom. Why do you have to bring him up all the time?"
"Our daughter is dating a criminal," she said matter of factly. "As a parent, I think I need to remind you of how it's affecting your reputation."
"No, you are bringin' it up because you don't like him. You hate him and want to rub this situation in my face. You don't care about my reputation. You care about yours."
"Don't speak to your mother that way."
"Don't talk about Tim Riggins like he's a bad person. You don't even know him."
"I'd say we do," Dad said. "The Riggins know nothing other than trouble. It was only a matter of time before it caught up to them."
"Tim did nothin' wrong."
"Then why is he the one in prison?" My mom eyed me warily.
I couldn't say anything without giving away the truth. I set my fork down and took a deep breath. My eyes were prickling with unshed tears.
"Just as I thought."
Pushing out my chair, I stood and walked away from the table. My dad ordered me to sit back down and excuse myself, but I wasn't interested in listening to him anymore. I went straight into my room and locked the door. 
I shoved my books on the ground, setting my computer off to the side, before curling up among the covers. My pillow covered my head to drown out my sniffles and inadvertently wiped my tears away. 
The amount of time that passed was lost on me when I finally revealed my face to the room. I was sick of wasting any more time, so I started gathering up my things. My books and computer were shoved in a backpack. I grabbed a duffel bag – Tim's bag actually – and started shoving clothes into it. I grabbed anything else that meant something to me like my digital camera, my sketchbook, and the photo album I created with all of my favorite photos throughout my time in Dillon. I also grabbed the letters Tim sent to me from prison. The last thing I put in it was Tim's jacket he left with me. I was afraid to leave it behind with my parents around.
The wind blew in as I opened my bedroom window, rustling some stray paper on my desk. I carefully dropped the bag with all my clothes in the grass and made sure the bag on my back was secure. 
I glanced around my room one more time before climbing into one of the trees by the house. I easily got out of it, grabbed the duffel bag, and snuck to Tim's truck that Billy so kindly let me keep.
My parents didn't realize I was outside until I was pulling out of the drive. I didn't look back.
*****
Mindy answered the door. She looked happy to see me until she saw my bags.
"This will only be temporary and you'll hardly know I'm here," I said. "I'll stay in Tim's room, out of your hair. I'll be available when you need someone to watch Steven and I'll even help keep the house clean. I'm not here to get a free place to stay. I'm willin' to work for it if I have to. I just can't listen to my parents talk about Tim anymore." My voiced wavered. "They're so hateful."
Billy came up behind Mindy. "What's goin' on, Barton?"
"Nothin' good, Billy."
Mindy smiled sadly. "As long as you keep your end of the deal, you can stay. But you don't have to hide away while you're here. You're family, Catherine."
I nodded and stepped into the house when she stepped aside.
"Why do you need a place to stay?" Billy asked after I dropped my things in Tim's room.
"I can't be around my parents right now."
"They're back?"
"I wish they weren't." I ran my hand through my hair. "I'm sorry, but I really want to get some sleep and get this day as far behind me as I can. I can tell ya in the mornin' before I go see Tim, okay?"
Billy and Mindy wished me a good night, allowing me to take refuge in Tim's room.
I buried myself under his covers, not bothering to change into sleep clothes. My eyes landed on the picture frame he had on his bedside table. I was so embarrassed when he showed it to me because I didn't expect Tim to be sentimental. It was a photo of us from the summer I stayed in Dillon. I set a timer and everything so we could take a cute photo of us by the pool. Right before the shutter went off, Tim started kissing the side of my face and made me laugh, catching my reaction forever in a photo.
A small smile appeared on my face as I reached out, one finger pressing to the glass just over Tim. I hoped we'd go back to being that carefree and happy when he was free from prison. I wanted it so bad.
I tucked my hand back under me and closed my eyes. I took a long breath and rubbed my face on the pillow. The slightest scent of Tim surround me and lulled me into a comfortable sleep where everything from that day disappeared, leaving me in a void of dreams.
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jiejie-eonni-onee-sama · 4 years ago
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Sweet but psycho...
For the lovely @ronaldrx​
Hope it will cheer you up!
TW: Mentions of violence, strong language, sexual undertones, murder.
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At the Black Mask Club, Roman Beauvais Sionis was sitting in his favorite place, drinking his Martini.
While doing so, he observed the patrons of his nightclub dancing or getting drunk on the dancefloor. 
"Pathetic!" he snarled as he sipped his glass.
"Sure, boss. But let's say it's a necessary devil as they make you rich!" suggested Victor.
"You mean necessary evil? You got the point, Vic: at least, they contributed to my lifestyle!"
"Besides, boss: are you sure that they are all pathetic?" grinned his henchman as he glanced at the dancefloor where a specific young man was dancing.
"Oh, Victor: you know he is the exception!" cooed Roman as he glimpsed at his lover (Y/N), who swayed his hips on the rhythm of the music.
(Y/N) (L/N), the only man Roman Sionis was devoted to. They were dating for 6 months, and the mob boss treated his boyfriend like a prince. It was an understatement to say that Black Mask adored his lover.
"It was nice of your boyfriend to invite us here!" said Mindy, a little brunette.
"Yeah, sure! And he was not obliged to!" added Sam, an Afro-American.
"Don't worry about that: it was his pleasure! Moreover, he never refused something that I asked nicely!" smiled (Y/N).
"Of course, but your boyfriend is one of the most powerful men of Gotham! I don't think he would care about some commoners like us!" pointed Shanna, a blonde girl.
"Nah, don't worry! Roman knows how much you mean to me. And he will do anything to please me!"
"Speaking of the devil, did you notice that he is checking you out since you start dancing with us?" grinned Sam.
Slightly eyeing, (Y/N) noticed his lover's intense gaze at him.
Smirking, the young man had an idea.
"Well, I see he likes it. What if I put up a show?"
"What do you have in mind?" giggled Shanna.
"Wait and see, Shanni. You won't get disappointed!" sneered (Y/N) as he climbed on a table.
"I think I'm gonna like your idea, dude!" squealed Mindy as she climbed on the next table and started dancing again.
Soon, Sam and Shanna climbed on another table and swang on the rhythm with delight.
The other patrons cheered loudly as (Y/N) danced with all his passion.
"I think he caught you!" smiled Victor as he drank his glass of vodka.
"Indeed. And I thought I was discreet!"
"Not enough for him!"
"I guess so..." trailed Roman as he was amazed by his lover dancing on the table.
He could not take his eyes off of the athletic body swaying on the beat. And to spicy up things, the song hypnotized Sionis:
Oh, she's sweet but a psycho!
A little bit psycho
At night she's screamin', "I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind."
Oh, she's hot but a psycho!
So left, but she's right though
At night she's screamin', "I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind."
Grab a cop gun. Kinda crazy
She's poison but tasty,
Yeah, people say, "Run, don't walk away."
'Cause she's sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she's screamin', "I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind."
Sweet but psycho... An accurate depiction of (Y/N), indeed. For those who knew well his lover, Roman can say that he had two distinctive personalities: the first one, sweet and loving, was kept for his loved ones, whereas the other was more wicked and twisted. A part of (Y/N) that scared his enemies...
Meanwhile, (Y/N) continued to dance along with his friends.
"Hey, (Y/N)?"
"What, Mindy?"
"I think Roman loves the show if you see what I mean..."
"I see it, yes... Perhaps should I take the next step?"
"What does it mean?"
"Admire the artist, baby!" the young man smirked as he took off his shirt under the excited cheers of the habitues.
Once topless, he continued dancing as he provocatively moved his hips and his upper body, glancing at Roman with a mischievous smile.
Watching this desirable view, Sionis get turn on. He swore to God that (Y/N) drove him crazy every time. 
Victor noticed the lustful glance of his boss: looks like the two lovers will have fun tonight...
Nevertheless, Zsasz admitted that the presence of (Y/N) in his boss life was a blessing. Indeed, the young man was able to calm down Roman when the latter had his terrifying fits of anger. He was his most valued ally when his boss was enraged...
He would not say that they were friends, but, at least, they respected each other, which was enough for the scarred man.
Suddenly, the song ended, and the clients loudly applauded (Y/N)'s performance. The young man bowed, saluting his audience before he puts his shirt on, gets down from the table, and walked towards the place where Roman and Victor were.
"I hope you fancy the performance, baby!" smiled (Y/N) as he sat close to his boyfriend.
"I did not miss a part of it, my little prince! Gosh, you're an amazing dancer!" laughed Roman as he kissed his lover's forehead.
"Thank you, handsome!"
"I confirm: he was not able to take his eyes off of you!" snickered Zsasz.
"I did not ask your opinion, Vic!" growled the mobster.
"Don't grumpy, Roman: I thought you had fun!" cutely pouted (Y/N).
He felt Roman's grip tighten around his waist as he heard him mutter at his ear:
"I am eager for another type of fun if you know what I mean!"
"So am I!" 
"I suppose you two lovebirds want to be alone at the penthouse tonight?" grinned Victor.
"Unfortunately. Sorry, Vic!"
"That's the rule!" shrugged the henchman.
(Y/N)'s friends arrived near the table, glasses in their hands.
"May we sit with us?" politely asked Mindy.
"Please, be my guests. My sweet boy's friends are always welcomed!"
The three young people sat near (Y/N) and started a charming conversation with Roman. When he was not terrifying people, Sionis could be an elegant and cultivated man with excellent manners.
They talked until the young adults decided to come back home, as the club was about to close. 
"Alright, let's go! We have to find a cab!" declared Sam as he put his coat on.
"Leaving already? Well, I guess good things come to an end!"
"Don't worry, sweetie: we'll do it again next Friday! Besides, I want to be in a clean state of mind for my job!" laughed Shanna as she pecked (Y/N) on the cheek.
"Okay, I understand! Be careful!"
"Don't worry! See you later, pretty boy! Goodbye, Mr. Sionis!" waved Mindy.
"Have a good night! You are always welcome here!" smiled Roman.
As the three left the room, the criminal sighed:
"You have nice friends, (Y/N)."
"I know: they are like my second family. They are so kind to me..."
"Speaking of that..." grinned Sionis as he tightened his grip on the young man's hip.
"You've been a very naughty boy, you know? Getting me horny like that... That behavior deserves a punishment!"
"I am sure what awaits me once we come back to the penthouse..." laughed (Y/N) as he sat on Roman's lap, dominating him with a triumphant grin.
"Provocative, cheeky, arrogant... Boy, you're my type!" chuckled the latter while letting his fingers running along the legs of his lover.
"SIONIS!" boomed a masculine voice.
"Oh, fuck! What again?" growled Roman.
Suddenly, around ten armed thugs appeared in the club, scaring habitues who fled.
"Step aside, baby. Looks like I have some business!" muttered Roman, gently pushing (Y/N) on the couch.
Once the night club was empty, Roman asked:
"What's the problem, gentlemen?"
"You're the problem, Sionis. You stole territories from Boss Maroni, and he did not like it!" snarled the leader of the thugs.
"Who cares about what this old jackass would say? If he is not capable of handling his districts, I take his place!"
"Shut up!" barked one of the gunmen, aiming his rifle at Roman.
"Who the fuck you think you are? Nobody talks to Roman Sionis wit that tone!"
"You're not in the position to tell us what to do! If you want to see the sunlight, tell your scarred lapdog to step back!"
Victor stayed silent, but his gaze was murderous. He was in the mood to peel off some faces tonight...
As for (Y/N), he tried to escape without being caught, but unfortunately, one of the mugs noticed him and pointed his gun at him.
"Not so fast, sugar baby. Where do you think you're going, huh? If you don't want to see your boss ending up like a colander, you sit down!"
The nickname made the young man twitch: nobody called him like that! 
"You're so pathetic..." he grumbled.
"What did you say?"
"Are you deaf, you twat? I said that you and all your little jerks are pathetic! Don't you want to know why?"
"My patience is growing thin!" roared the mug as he put the barrel of his gun between (Y/N)'s eyes.
However, he felt unease when he saw the growing smile on (Y/N)'s face. A deranged, twisted smile that promised nothing good...
"Why do you smile?"
"You made several mistakes when you arrived here, you know? First of all, you believed that you can walk in there and threatening us without suffering the consequences: how wrong you are!"
"You think so? While you prattle, all Roman's guys are busy dealing with Boss Maroni's henchmen! You won't get away this time!"
"Secondly, I am not Roman's sugar baby, you moron: I am his boyfriend! And thirdly, I am not a defenseless sweet boy... I am worse!"
And, without warning, he drew a blade out of his jacket and slit his opponent's throat, killing him. 
It allowed Roman and Victor to fight back and eliminate the other gunmen. A few minutes later, only three thugs were severely wounded but alive. Probably not for long...
"Well, it was easier than I expected!" stated Sionis.
"Sure, Boss!" answered Zsasz as he started to peel off the face of a corpse.
"Ew, Victor! Seriously, can't you just wait to be in the warehouse?" frowned Roman.
Soon after, Roman's henchmen appeared in the club.
"Sorry, Boss: we've been ambushed by the rest of the group! They planned this for a long time!"
"You're fucking lucky that we're alive! Are there survivors?"
"A few plus those three. In total, we have a dozen of Maroni's men!"
"Perfect! Now, clean this mess up: I want to open the club tomorrow night!"
"Yes, sir!"
"And bring those fuckers out of there! The warehouse would be fine!"
"Does it mean I'll have fun?" asked Victor with a sadistic smile.
"Of course, Vic! They're all yours! Consider it as your reward for tonight!"
"Thanks, boss."
Soon after, (Y/N) and Roman were alone in the club. The mob boss turned and glanced at his boyfriend.
"Oh, baby boy: you always made me proud!" he exclaimed as he wiped out the bloodstains on his lover's face.
"I could not let them threatening you without intervene!"
"And you were right, my beloved."
He kissed his boyfriend.
"My perfect little psycho!"
"My handsome sadistic gangster!"
"Oh, I like that. So, what if we're going back to the penthouse and having all the fun I promised earlier?"
"I can't wait, darling! Shall we go?"
"Your wish is my command, my prince!"
Later, as the two terrible beloveds were making love with all the passion they had, Roman thought that nothing could replace his sweet but murderous boyfriend.
After all, (Y/N) was lovely but deadly as hell. And he would never get tired of it.
Provocative, cheeky, arrogant, sexy, smart, deadly, and in love. The embodiment of perfection for the bad-tempered and cruel boss of Gotham.
Thanks for the reading!
I hope you enjoy the story!
See you later and I’m looking for your requests!
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