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Gabby's gonna be packed up and in Turkey by the end of the month. Girly misses her boo.
Marine, I think Gabby misses you
Laudna helps braid Imogen’s hair
#i need them to sit together more
#it would heal so many parts of my heart
#anyways they're the best
Neve Campbell as Sidney Prescott in 'Scream' franchise through the years
What's that on your neck?
[ID: A tweet from Emily Gwen @/theemilygwen.
Did you know Disney sells lesbian flag pins? Bob Iger profits off the flag I designed for our community!
On another note, I can't afford to pay for my medication this month! Any help would be appreciated.
Donations: ko-fi.com/emilygwen
Store: emilygwen.threadless.com
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I need August 3rd faster than you would think. Just finished the first part of season 2 for The Lincoln Lawyer. I NEED TO KNOW HOW THIS ENDS!!
Also I just really love seeing Neve Campbell as a badass lawyer and once again putting a man in his place.
DESERVE A TASTE
Summary: A party at Omega Beta Zeta quickly takes a turn when you find a group of guys hitting on your girlfriend, Tara Carpenter.
Warnings: 18+ minors do not interact, cursing, smut, fingering, eating kitty, no Scream VI spoilers
Pairings: Tara Carpenter x black!reader, Tara Carpenter x reader, Tara Carpenter x female!reader
Requested: Yes.
***
You would never admit that you were whipped.
Tara Carpenter came into your life like a storm and it’s been windy and rainy ever since…and you loved thunderstorms.
The mere fact that a person this tiny ran your life was enough to make your heart skip a beat. You weren't the relationship type, people often let you down and further turned you off of the idea of having a person mean so much in your life.
Then you met Tara and it's like every bad thought you've had about love went out the window. She was your moon and your sun, your stars and cloudy skies, and there were times that you found yourself overprotective of that. Of your little thunderstorm.
The first time you realized how much she meant to you was after a dinner at her apartment. She wanted to introduce you to her sister and her friends, allowing them to vet you because of what she had gone through the year prior. You survived Sam's variation of "What Are Your Intentions With My Sister?" and even Mindy's intense psycho analysis trying to see if you were a killer, but, it was something about Chad that had you in a fritz.
He was the big strong guy that looked after her like she was a little sister. They had history, had been through some shit together that you'd never truly understand and you knew what history was like for people with trauma. They bonded in more ways than one and it was hard to push that idea from the back of your head when you spoke with him. Didn't help that he was a ridiculously nice guy too, fuck, you wanted to dislike him--hate him even but it was hard.
You'd pull Tara closer at dinner, your hand squeezing her knee to make her laugh. Sneaking little kisses to her temple and forehead when no one else but Chad was looking. Silently telling him that whatever he might have felt for her needed to vanish and vanish immediately.
There was an unspoken mutual respect between you and Chad since that night. When you weren't around, he would still do his job in protecting her and keeping her safe. You both just wanted what was best for her and it just happened to be you.
Anytime you were with Tara out in public she was your biggest priority. You'd make sure she had her little blue taser that Sam got her on her person at all times. Holding her hand tight through the streets of New York City and especially the overcrowded subways where anything could happen. Never letting her walk on the outside of the sidewalk, she always had the inside so if an incoming car would suddenly jump the curb you'd be the first point of contact.
You loved Tara. Loved her enough to give your life for hers.
She was beautiful and being in her presence made you feel beautiful too, a certain air of confidence washing over you. You had the hottest, most compassionate, goofiest girl at Blackmore University as your girlfriend and you were happily whipped.
Well ... until you got dragged to parties like the one happening in the Omega Beta Zeta sorority house.
Tara had been talking about rushing Omega Beta Zeta for the last month and how she really wanted to be part of this sisterhood. You weren't the biggest fan of sororities because of their clique-ish behavior and rumored hazing. Especially because Tara had a lot in her life that someone could torment her for in the spirit of "Sorority fun and bonding". Being in this organization was something she really wanted so you had no choice but to support her fully in this endeavor.
Which means standing in the beloved sorority house with the City Girls blasting from someone's speaker and sweaty bodies dancing everywhere.
You didn't have social anxiety, it's just that parties weren't high on your list of activities that you enjoyed.
"Hi, Tara!" A chipper girl came up to you both, a red solo cup in her hand. Two girls following suit behind her and locking their eyes on you.
You and Tara had been at the party for about fifteen minutes and already you wanted to go to her apartment and watch movies but you didn't say anything. She seemed to be enjoying her time here.
You watched a pair of eyes grow wide as they settled in on you. "Oh my god!" She giggled. "Is this your girlfriend, T?"
"Yeah, uh, this is Y/N." She chuckled, knowing you would have something funny to say once the girls left. Tara nudged you gently, her way of asking you to be nice to these people.
You waved, slapping a smile on your face immediately. "Hey!" You greeted, matching their energy. "Thank you so much for having us, this house is so cute!"
"Thank you, Babe!" The blonde girl smiled, her name might be Jennie or something with a J, you recognized her face from following each other on Instagram. "We have heard so much about you. It's really sweet how much Tara loves you, like we wish our boyfriends were like that with us." She semi-pouted.
Your cheeks began to blush. A genuine smile creeping up on your face and you laughed to yourself. "Oh." Was all you could say, flustered that Tara spoke about you so often with people she valued.
"Hey, I'm gonna go grab a drink." Tara tapped your waist. "I'll let you all continue to talk."
Before you could protest Tara was gone down the hall, heading for the kitchen. You weren't sure why she left you alone with them. Maybe so you could learn more about the girls who would be leading her into their sorority and trust them. Tara knew you weren't wild about not knowing much about the rush process and procedures, the secrecy of pledging in itself.
"So," A girl with curls and freckles began. "tell us the true tea. I'm sure Tara has told you a little bit about Omega Beta Zeta, what do you think of it?"
You shifted your weight to one of your hips. Suddenly feeling hot in the corset top and flare jeans you decided to wear tonight. "Um," You started. Telling the truth didn't seem like the option so maybe lying a bit would work better with these girls. You didn't want to ruin Tara's chances of getting in. "It's cool. You guys seem to be very loyal to each other and I'm big on loyalty and protecting those around you. Those are great qualities."
"That's amazing!" The bubbly girl spoke up again.
Jennie and curly haired girl snuck a look at each other. "We were thinking of asking you to rush with us. In Tara's pledge group, actually." The girl with freckles said.
"Oh wow that's ... that's interesting. Why me?" You asked, genuinely curious how they could want you in their sorority after just now meeting you.
Jennie laughed. "We weren't kidding when we said Tara talks about you like all the time." She placed a gentle hand on your shoulder. "We love, Tara, like absolutely adore her and anybody that can have her so happy like that is someone we want to associate with. Someone we want in our organization."
"Totally." The happy girl chimed in, almost clapping her hands in excitement.
You didn't know what to say. The furrow in your brows speaking for you. You took a breath, trying to find a polite way to decline their offer. The more you spoke with them they did seem genuine and sweet but having to follow by someone else's rules really wasn't your thing.
A loud commotion of deep voices came from the right of you. You looked down the hall, a group of four or five guys surrounding your girlfriend while she laughed along at someone's joke.
"Can I have some time to think about it?" You turned to face the girls, lips hurting from smiling so hard. "The semester just started, I just want to make sure I can fully devote my time to Omega Beta Zeta."
They all nodded. "Oh absolutely!" The girl with freckles agreed. "Whenever you're ready just let us know, Babe. Omega Beta Zeta would love to have you."
"Thanks ladies!" You waved at them once more. "I'm sorry. I've gotta run I think I hear somebody calling for me. It was nice to meet you guys."
Nobody was calling for you. You just needed a bullshit excuse to head for the kitchen without appearing rude.
You didn't give them a chance to respond. Taking off for the kitchen and the men's laughter that basically taunted you. You took your eyes off of Tara for literally five minutes and this happens.
This is the real reason why you disliked going to parties with Tara.
She was a bad bitch and that meant other men and women would try to get in her space, regardless of her clearly stating she was unavailable.
"So you're rushing OBZeta?" A guy asked Tara.
You came up behind her, wrapping your arm around her waist and pulling her close. "Oh, Babe, who are your new friends?" You asked.
"These are some of the guys from--"
"Who are you?" You pointed at one of the boys. Interrupting Tara because the question was rhetorical, you didn't care who these people were.
The boy dressed in a flannel looked at you in shock. "Uh, Mason."
"You don't seem to sure about your name there, Mason." You teased, playfully hitting the boy in the shoulder. "And you?"
"I'm Chad." A blonde boy with blue eyes responded deeply, taking a swig of his drink. He wore a backwards baseball cap and had on Birkenstock sandals with shorts.
You nodded. "How fitting! We actually have a friend named Chad." You looked at Tara, her cheeks red from either alcohol or your jealousy being humorous to her. You returned your focus back to the boy, looking him up and down. "But he's .... taller." You chuckled. "I'm not really too worried on knowing everybody else's names, I'm sure we'll all get to know each other after Tara and I rush OBZ."
"You're rushing?!" Tara nearly jumped on you in excitement.
How quickly your jealously had backfired.
There was no way you could tell her you weren't rushing now. Apparently this was a big deal to her.
"Absolutely!" You said through gritted teeth. "Now, if you'll excuse us, boys. I'm gonna go dance with my girlfriend now." Tara grabbed your hand roughly, pulling you away from the kitchen at a quickened pace. "Have a good night! I'll see you guys at the next one of these things." You called out, nearly tripping over your shoes as Tara sped through the house.
You followed her, hoping the intensity in which she was pulling you didn't mean she was pissed. "Was that too much? I'm sorry." You didn't mean to embarrass her but you could see how she would take it that way. "Tara. Baby, talk to me." As you reached the living room-turned-dance floor she didn't show any sign of slowing down. "Uh .. Honey?" You asked, following your girlfriend up the steps.
"I need you." Tara turned around hastily, her hair smacking you in your face. "Now." Her eyes widened, that hunger growing quickly within them.
You nodded slowly, not saying anything and allowing her to lead the way. The good news is she wasn't mad at you, the bad news is ... you didn't know what she was about to do to you.
You couldn't even label it as bad news, you liked being punished.
Finding a vacant room in this crowded sorority house was actually easier than you thought it would be. Tara burst into the room, throwing you onto the bed. Her drink cup was long gone, probably discarded on the stairs somewhere as her main focus was tasting you.
She wasn't upset about your jealousy taking over, not in the slightest. Tara was used to how you acted about her, your ferocity in loving her and keeping her protected at all times. She loved it, she loved how much you were obsessed with her and took care of her no matter what.
But being in that kitchen.
It was something about watching your jaw clench when you spoke to those boys. The way that you made a joke about the one guy being shorter than Chad. The idea that you even referred to Chad as a "friend" just to further drive home the idea that those boys were insignificant to the people in Tara's life. Listening to you speak made her want to rub her legs together. Her clit throbbing in her jeans and she knew she had to have you.
"Take your pants off." She demanded. Locking the golden doorknob so nothing would interrupt what she was dying to do. You did as you were told, throwing your jeans and shoes off to the side and standing in front of her, awaiting further instruction. "Lay down." She pointed at the bed.
You grimaced. "What if it has stains."
"Lay down on the fucking bed." Tara said again, a small giggle coming from her lips at your antics. Hooking up in someone else's room was romantic and fun but once that wore off you thought of how gross it actually was. "That was really hot what you did back there." She crawled on the bed with you, the warmth of her body hitting you. "You just can't leave me alone, can you? I could have handled them myself."
Tara's cold hands kissed your skin. Her fingers tugging down at your rhinestone thong, trying to discard of it quickly. "You shouldn't have to. That's what I'm here for."
"No, Princesa." Your girlfriend whispered, she loved to call you that. She knew it made you melt at any given moment just hearing her accent come out on that word specifically. "You're here for so much more than that. You do so much for me, I want to do something for you tonight."
"O-Okay." You stuttered, falling into her touch. Two fingers found themselves inside of your wet pussy. Pumping in and out as you blissfully moaned. "Tara--"
Your girlfriend placed a finger against your lips, quieting you immediately. "I only want to hear moans." She stated. Tara lowered her body, eye to eye with your glistening cunt already dripping in arousal. She removed her fingers, hands positioning themselves on your legs, pushing you open wide. She bit her bottom lip, smiling before placing her face between your legs.
Her tongue flicked against your clit. Showing it the attention you clearly needed. She gripped your thighs and pulled you in closer. Those two fingers entered again, pumping in and out at a quickened pace. A guttural whine coming from your lips as you craved more of her. Your hands ended up in her hair, pushing her bangs from her face but they were prickled with sweat, not wanting to move.
"You look so fucking pretty like this." Tara came up for air, still fingering you. Her pink lips swollen and plump, begging you to kiss them. "My pretty baby." You moaned again, clenching around her. Dripping all into the comforter. "So horny for me. You normally last a little longer." She teased.
Your legs tried closing but she forced them open. "Do you want to come?" She asked.
"Please." You whispered out, shaky breaths almost preventing you from speaking. "Pleaseeeeee." You begged.
Tara smiled, leaning over to kiss you. Your juices coating her lips like a gloss and mixing with your spit. Your tongue found itself down her throat and fighting with hers. She pulled away from you, sucking on your bottom lip and letting it go with a "pop" as it returned back into place. "Cum for me, Princesa." She smirked.
The knot in your belly released, unraveled right before her and drenched her fingers. You panted in efforts to catch your breath, orgasm taking a lot out of you physically. You thanked the party gods that the music blasting loudly was drowning out all of your moans and saving you from embarrassment.
"You don't have to pledge Omega Beta Zeta." Tara said, sucking her fingers dry.
You sat up on the bed, blinking rapidly to regain focus. "What?" You asked, moving your messy hair out of your face.
"I know you don't really want to pledge. I just thought it was something we could do together but it's no pressure. Seriously." Your girlfriend laughed, handing you your thong and jeans.
You narrowed your eyes, grabbing your clothes from her. "If my OBZ letter necklace dangled in your face while we fucked ... would you get turned on like that?" You motioned towards the bed.
"Probably more." She shrugged. "It's always been a dream of mine to have a chain dangled in front of me like that." She said sarcastically, hoping that you would catch on to the joke.
You button your jeans immediately, slipping your shoes on and nearly falling over. "Come on!" You recover from your stumble, grabbing her wrist and pulling her.
"What? Where are we going, Y/N?" She furrowed her brows, being tugged along for the ride.
You turned around hurriedly. "To tell Jennie that I'm about to pledge! Duh." You smiled, heading for the stairs and hoping the offer was still on the table.
"Her name is Janine!" Tara corrected, laughing while running down the steps with you. Wiping any remainder of your orgasm off of her lips and hands.
You used to not like going to parties but something about getting finger fucked in a sorority house will definitely make a girl change her ways.
SHATTERED MEMORIES
Summary: Revenge comes to collect as the Ghostface Killers are revealed and you'll do anything in your power to stop running from monsters.
Warnings: cursing, mentions of trauma, heavy violence, blood and gore, third act shrine scene is not 100% accurate but goes with the natural flow of the story
Pairings: Sam Carpenter x Reader, Tara Carpenter x Reader, Chad Meeks-Martin x reader, Mindy Meeks-Martin x Reader, Core Four x Reader
Taglist: @r-ude @fanboyluvr @kaiparkerwife @brinleighsstuff @bennzzo @vheavxly @ethanlvndry @lillunna @babybabygrogu @namesduntmatter @frasersgf @gojosbucket
Part 1
**
There was a sharp ringing in your ears.
Your chest rising and falling at a quickened pace, breath fleeting from your lungs and not enough returning.
You could tell that the people in front of you were speaking. Their lips moving but being drowned out by the muffled audio in your ears. You felt like you were underwater, a feeling that was not foreign to you because these attacks were so frequent.
Your body was in a state of panic. Beginning to shut itself down as Ghostface masks dropped to the floor and evil smirks were thrown your way. It was the same pattern every time, somebody wanted to kill you and your friends for fame or revenge and you ended the night with stab wounds and more trauma than the year before.
You weren't new to this by any means and after three encounters with Ghostface killers ... you began to get fucking bored.
Before you could stop yourself, your shoulders began to rock as a hearty laugh erupted from your belly.
Your best friend, Chad, was laying in the theatre lobby bleeding out from multiple stab injuries. Gale was in the hospital, inches from death, because she decided to answer a call with the killer. Mindy was missing, Kirby was gone, and yet here you were. Standing in front of a kooky family of three who were determined to have you buried six feet under.
What are the fucking odds that this was happening to you again.
The first two run-in's you've had, you were a kid. Too sensitive to the world and the monsters that ran it—that took things from you. To be this young you have lost so much and continue to lose as each minute ticks by.
Each minute that you don't fight back.
Ghostface was trying you for the third time and unluckily for them ... the third time's the charm.
You clutched your chest, getting some air into your lungs after your apparent mental breakdown. Sam and Tara gave you a cautious side eye, trying to figure out how you could be amused in a time like this. After everything that had just happened.
"I can't believe this is who wants to kill me." You shook your head, a smile painted on your lips. "A deadbeat dad who buys his kids love, a tinder enthusiast, and a sweet and innocent boy who turns out to be evil." Your smile dropped, eyes sharpening and narrowing at the family. "I've seen this movie before, a couple times actually."
Ethan cocked his head to the side, rolling his eyes while he pointed his knife at you. "You would know." He retorted. "You're Jill's little sister, how would you have done it?" He stepped closer towards you in his black boots.
Tara moved in front of you, brick cocked back and ready to strike. "Don't take another step." She demanded.
"It was when I saw the photos of what Sam had done, that I knew she had to pay!" Detective Bailey shouted, pointing at the oldest Carpenter as she switched into killer instincts.
Quinn held a knife to her throat, begging her, daring her to take a step out of line so she could slice her open. "That's it .. that's the killer."
Ethan's eyes lingered on you, a sickening grin on his lips. "Don't you want all of this to end, Y/N?" He asked softly, ignoring Tara's protective stance over you. "The plan never was to kill you...only scare you a little."
"Then what do you want from me?!" You snarled in his direction, stepping forward against Tara and Sam's wishes.
Quinn smiled. "To join us. Live up to your destiny and become the killer you're designed to be."
"Think about it." Ethan spoke. "Woodsboro Survivor escapes the massacre of 2011, 2022, and now this year it's all about you. Your name in lights, headlines, fame and fortune." His brown eyes grew soft, trying to convince you this is what you wanted. "With Sam and Tara gone, Gale basically dead, and God Sidney is probably on her way to Switzerland right now ... you'd be the last legacy character standing."
Your sanity snapped. A character, that is who you were to these people. You hadn't been a real person in over ten years, you were a news story, a charity case, and now a legacy character. You gently moved Tara out of your way.
"Y/N..." She said. Shooting a look at Sam to do something, but, the knife held against her skin was preventative.
You waved her off. "Leave me alone, Tara!" Your converse found themselves mere inches from Ethan's boots. His eyes lighting up with each step you took.
He had gotten to you, broken you enough that you would join his family in avenging his brothers death.
"Ethan?" You said sweetly. He tilted his head into you, listening intently to what you were going to say. "I grew up in the spotlight. I hate cameras."
You popped his nose with your elbow, hearing the satisfying crunch of it breaking. He groaned in pain, covering his now bleeding face. You took off in a sprint while he was distracted, Sam and Tara following suit. They bolted for the balcony stairs, Detective Bailey and Quinn taking the back route to beat them.
Sam climbed the ladder first, Tara right behind her. You watched carefully as Ethan laid on the floor, hollering in anger as he built the strength to get back up.
"Come on!" Tara said, rushing you to climb faster. She made it to the balcony, leaning over with her hand out to help you up. You grabbed the next step, pulling yourself up before a burning sensation flared up your back. "Fuck!"
You gasped. Blood flowing down your back from the knife Ethan dug into your skin. "You can't escape fate!" He shouted, laughing at your pain. Tara did her best to get to you, to help you get to safety but the shock of being stabbed was too much to push through. With shaky hands you let go of the ladder, falling to the floor with a thud, the wind being knocked out of your lungs.
Ethan towered over you. "There's no coming back this time, Y/N." He plunged the knife into your side, reopening old wounds and scar tissue.
Your mouth opened to scream but nothing came out. Hearing Sam and Tara cry over your body made your stomach turn. In the midst of their own battles they still found time to care for you. Now, all you'd be is another person they lost.
A shattered memory of Ghostface winning.
As much as you wanted to give up, you couldn't. You didn't want to be the reason Sidney came back, the next call she would receive detailing your death. You couldn't do that to her ... to any of your friends and family. Out of breath, you shoved your hand over your knife wound in effort to stop the bleeding. Forcing yourself to stand up and fight back.
That sharp ringing returned to your ears.
You didn't hear the gun shots ring out or Quinn's body drop to the floor. Tara was wrapped up in shoving a knife in Ethan's mouth to notice that you had limped to the main stage. One thing calling to you, telling you to take matters into your own hands.
"Good choice, little sis."
Her voice came to you. It wasn't the first time, but, it was the first time in years that you listened. You read the plaque at the bottom of her mannequin and didn't feel anything. No sadness, no anger, you were completely numb. Numb enough to follow in her footsteps.
You snatched the robe with your freehand, knocking over the mannequin and sending it to the ground with a loud crash. Peeling your blood covered hand from your wound, you shoved an arm through the robe and followed with the other. Covering your body in the thick black material that your sister once wore.
The fans always said you would do this. You would take on the mantle of Ghostface and finish what she started.
Some rumors are based in a form of truth.
"Y/N?" Tara asked. Her soft voice emerging from the main stage steps, a cautious arm out to try and reason with you. "Why do you--"
"I'm finishing what Jill started." You hissed in pain. Looking over her head, you saw Sam coming through the displays of evidence. Determination and frustration written on her face as she joined you at the peak of the shrine. Darting for her father's robe that was in pristine condition within its glass covering. "And I'm not the only one."
You had to turn your mind off for what you were about to do. That's how you knew you still had a soul. That Jill, Richie, or even Amber hadn't stolen that from you. This kill would be satisfactory in the fact that it would be over. That you'd be able to protect yourself once and for all against the demons that haunted you.
You took Ethan's discarded mask, the one belonging to Nancy Loomis, and put it over your head. Stalking over to Detective Bailey's unconscious body, you wondered if this is what it felt like for Jill when she committed those murders. If the mask gave her some kind of thrill in being anonymous so she could later present herself as a victim and claim fame.
Staring at the man who ordered your death, you tilted your head, watching his chest still rise and fall. What a privilege it was for him to be alive right now.
The brain has a powerful way of protecting you from yourself. You don't remember killing Wayne Bailey. How you and Sam stabbed him repeatedly because he fucked with your family. That memory was locked away in the deepest parts of your brain--like that night at Jill's house in 2011 or even when Amber Freeman stabbed you in the legs last year. You knew it happened but small flickers of those moments would come and go, never a fluid memory.
Your brain allowed for you regain focus as you sat on ambulance steps. Your white tee was now stained red, blood splatters sticking to your skin and your hair. The wounds in your back and side had been treated and bandaged, you were free to go, but yet you sat there. Staring off into space as you came back to reality.
A hand came into view, Sam and Tara's presence making itself known. "Come on, Y/N." She said. "We're gonna go check on Chad, he's gonna make it." You took Sam's hand quietly. Nodding to yourself as you got up, pain firing down your back from your injury. Tara grabbed your arm gently, laying her head on your bloodied arm and sighing.
"You gonna be okay?" She asked.
You looked at her for a brief moment. "Yeah. Yeah, I'll be okay this time."
Kofi valentines event! 💘
@acre-of-wheat asked for jade finally pinning down kit lmao Sjjsjsjjs
Kofi
The event ended don’t send more requests
I need fan art of Beatrice and ava with tattoos. I think it would solve all my problems.
Gabby Williams Birthday Vibe:
ATTACK ON TITAN///DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION CROSSOVER ARCADE EVENT FEATURING JEWELL STEWIE AND MARTA
Question: “What are your thoughts on Juliette potentially turning Cal into a vampire?”
Sarah Catherine [@1:19]: “Hold on. Did you guys see that? She finally hit on me.”
Nancy: Hang on, where did your freckles go?
Robin: Oh, they fade away during the winter.
*10 minutes later*
Nancy, punching the snow aggressively: Give. her. back. her. freckles. you. stupid. bitch.
anyone else having trouble breathing rn?
the entire jane with cancer storyline made me sad, but one thing really breaks my heart. jane and darcy never got to say goodbye. they’re best friends and they never said goodbye. neither of them had many other friends. they were each other’s rock in life. both there for each other, no matter what. and they never said goodbye. darcy got left alone. i mean i guess she had jimmy woo but jane was her person. and she lost her. she lost her best friend, and she never even got to say goodbye. don’t mind me i’m just gonna go cry now.
robin loves horror movies and even though nancy isn’t a fan, they watch them together anyway (she likes how nancy hides her head in her neck when there’s a jumpscare). one night, she makes nancy watch alien with her (this is robin’s first time rewatching the movie since dating nancy) and when sigourney weaver comes on screen with guns blazing she just looks between the screen and nancy with her mouth open like “oh my god i’m dating ripley”
ppl complaining about the quality of first kill have forgotten their herstory
Ok so, I started watching "The Good Place" and I've concluded that Eleanor is in fact in love with Tahani.
“How many times have you watched this?”
“Yes”
imagine if rizzles had a 30 second trailer…
hello yes it’s me trying to write again
I’m working on a new not yet titled fic and am here to gauge interest and hype myself into writing more of it. for your consideration:
jane has Issues post hoyt
maura is pilot maura, new on the job
jane/dean/maura energy from the pilot except delete dean and aim them at each other
they aren’t friends right away
ace jane / queerplatonic rizzles or something to that effect
so it’s not smutty
here’s a first chapter preview. are we into this?
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“Whoa. That the new M.E.?” Frost juts his chin.
The first person Rizzoli’s eyes fall on must be the one he means. She attracts the eye, standing out with the electric aura of a celebrity in a crowd of average slobs.
Everything about her drips wealth. Blonde hair highlighted, cut and styled so immaculately as to almost be severe, as if there’s a salon chair in the Mercedes she just emerged from. Blood-red overcoat and black stilettos in a squalid Dorchester alley at 2AM. Her look could be summarized as I could kill you, get away with it, and make the cover of a magazine in the process.
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Fanfic Recs
The Haunting of Bly Manor
been so good at wasting time (thank god for july)
(you may be) my final match
walking with the lady
unexpected
Honestly read anything by novel_concept26 and you will be in safe hands and beautiful stories.
Natasha x Maria Hill
(One of my favourite crack ships)
Weekend Plans
Water Lilies at Sunset
Gone to the Dogs
Dansen Fics
bellflower and aster
4 Failed Attempts and that 1 Right Moment
Supercorp
(Honestly I have read some good ones and I am sure there are some great ones out there but only a couple stuck in my head like these)
Bizarre Love Triangle
kryptonian tradition, or something like it
Andrea Rojas x Sam Arias
(By far my biggest crackship that I did not know I needed)
fire meet gasoline
i'll be home for christmas (you can count on me)
Rizzles
(my original ship, the one that sank me into fanfiction like nothing before)
EVERYTHING BY COLORMETHEWORLD
But there are a lot of super triggering ones in there and if I were to choose one from everything they have ever written, the one that I keep going back to most is the Just Give Me A Reason series. This series has held me when life was at it's worst.
Just Give Me A Reason
What Matters Most
Never Let You Down
And while I have never been in the SVU or the Criminal Minds fandom, colormetheworld's words have made What You Own, one of my favourite pieces of fanfiction. Trigger Warnings for the story tho. Major ones.
i love them sm
u can say that hizzie aren't canon all u like but what other couple on this show are serving us childhood frenemies to enemies to friends to you are the only person who knows that i exist to best friends to enemies to friends to enemies to friends (but its a trick this time) to enemies again to sired to partners in crime excellence? who is doing it like them???
BLACKHILL PLAYLIST 2022
In the past few weeks I’ve been juggling exams, work and my stupid chronic pain. I couldn’t write, but to keep on working in some way on the stories I have planned, I created three playlists to help me cope and set the mood for whenever I have the time and energy to write again. It was a wonderful exercise for me, I had so much fun doing “character analysis” through music.
So I think now it’s time to share it with the community. Hope someone out there enjoys this…
THE WIDOW ⧖
The Red Death, the Slavic Shadow, the most dangerous woman on the planet
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5Hkl93QQ9vtTvGCgvBMyt5?si=79047402686b4c59
THE COMMANDER ✯
“Maria Hill was born in Chicago, Illinois, on a cold night when temperatures hit -44°F. The abuse Maria endured from her father turned her into cold and troubled person…”
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/70inD19IANqs5M0rznGPOI?si=b2e69a4329fa426a
MH/NR ∞
“What can I say – you’re my kind of crazy.” A sort of hurt/comfort blackhill fanmix
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4kz78DU0XYHDQuMrBKOR5K?si=6ec5d4b019cc46d7
Seeing the lack of wlw fics in the Marvel universe is always depressing BUT since AO3 is celebrating the International Fandoms Feedback Fest Day 2022 and seeing mainly m/m slash and het ships in the recs, I’m gonna share some of my ALL TIME WLW FICS FROM VARIOUS FANDOMS, Marvel or not, just because, and focusing especially on BLACKHILL but with a touch of everything I love. Some of them are pretty rare pairs but bear with me. They’re awesome.
Let’s go…
Supercorp (Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor):
OATH OF OFFICE by UninspiredPoet — Awfully sexy President/Bodyguard AU with a perfect slow burn. This one’s fire.
SEMIDEUS by lostariels — Wonderful angst with an unplanned pregnancy setting that turns out to be a wonderful character study.
BIZARRE LOVE TRIANGLE by powergrapes — AU set in New York City. Real angst, real odds, a little frustrating at times but VERY realistic especially when depicting girls trapped in abusive relationships with your typical Nice Guy™️.
SO METHING JUST LIKE THIS by Helpbutton95 — A kid from the future comes through a portal.
LOVE LIKE ON A SILVER SCREEN by powergrapes — Another wonderful AU from the master. A Bachelerotte one. Yes. You read right. It’s engaging. It’s fun. It’s angsty when it needs to be. Sexy. So very well-written. And a wonderful ride. Do not miss this one.
Chlodine (Chloe Frazer/Nadine Ross):
RISK VS REWARD by Armengard — They’re both idiots. They’re both smitten. Bad flirting and sexting (kinda). Just the best.
SOLDIERS OF FORTUNE by wankernumber9 — Post game. Soft and perfect. It’s canon.
Pricefield (Chloe Price/Max Cauldfield):
TEAR YOU APART by explosionshark —They have sex. Max finds out she’s into something new.
AN ULTRAVIOLET WAY by raycats — Max has PTSD. They can’t have sex. Until they figure it out and it’s hot and sweet and so them.
WE’VE ONLY GOT THIS HUNDRED YEARS by stiction — Five times Max rewound time to preserve the sanctity of friendship, and one time she didn't.
RANDIVOR (Eivor/Randvi):
MADDENING LOVE by Natterina. Randvi looks at the smirk on Eivor’s lips, the confidence in the line of her shoulders, and it hits her with all the force of being kicked in the chest. She married the wrong one.
MASS EFFECT ANDROMEDA (Sara Ryder/Suvi Anwar):
WEAKNESS VERSUS STRENGTH by Rogue Solo. Listen here folks. This is A VERY SPECIAL REC. Of course Andromeda wasn’t as popular as the previous ME games. And though most people chose Peebee as the wlw option for female!Ryder, the romance with Suvi was super cute and wholesome. But this fic right here? This masterpiece?! OMG the angst, the pacing, the action, the plot, the love, the sex, the tension… even if you don’t know a thing about these characters just do yourself a favor and read some fandom wiki entries about them and deep dive into this story because it’s just magnificent. That’s it. That’s my gift to you.
Shiara (Commander Shepard/Liara T’Soni)
YOUNG by Angeli1_hp — In the two years since the Normandy was destroyed, Liara has found happiness in the darkness of Illium with the only thing she has left of Shepard.
FIVE TIMES (SHEPARD AND LIARA WERE INTERRUPTED) by RaeDMagdon — Five times Shepard and Liara were interrupted by their friends during private moments.
LIKE IT’S HALLELUJAH by montparnasse — At the end of the world, a woman walks into a bar… it’s sweet and heartbreaking at the same time but one of those stories that makes you smile for a very long time.
Star Wars Skywalker Saga (Kaydel Ko Connix/Rey - Leia/Holdo)
WHEN LIGHTNING STRIKES ME by orphan_account :_( — Kaydel/Rey. A sort of rewriting of the new trilogy. Super sweet.
THERE SHOULD JUST BE ONE SAFE PLACE IN THE WORLD by buckstiel — if you wanna go down the Holdo/Leia rabbit hole this is perfect. References Leia: Princess of Alderaan (a pretty damn good book btw).
Shoot (Root/Sameen Shaw):
LIKE LOCKED HORNS by journaliar — Root and Shaw navigate their bond through snippets and feelings they can’t describe but they eventually make peace with it.
Danbeau (Carol Danvers/Maria Rambeau)
FLYING HOMEWARD DOWN YOUR HIGHWAY by gdgdbaby — It was bad enough to be a black woman in the Air Force, they used to joke. Being gay made her a triple threat.
WHEN GRAVITY MEETS THE GROUND by buckyjerkbarnes — Carol and Maria- before, during, and after the events of Captain Marvel.
Terminator: Dark Fate (Dani Ramos/Grace Harper)
CALM BEFORE THE STORM by sliferthegaydragon — Tortured by their struggle and the fear of what lies ahead, Dani finds comfort in the arms of the woman who has never left her side.
BRING BACK THE GOOD by Vulcanodon — This is amazing just because of the “resurrect your gays” tag. Dani and Grace reunite. Somehow.
Blackhill (Maria Hill/Natasha Romanoff) aka the OTP
GONE TO THE DOGS by Avesnongrata and Woodface — The Blackhill bible. A perfect study on their dynamics and a wonderful read from start to finish that this fandom (tiny but so talented) holds dear to our hearts.
WHERE THE DEVIL DON’T GO by betts — In this cop AU nothing and no one is what it seems.
RED by waldorph — A wonderful study on Natasha, closer to the comics than to the MCU. Maria is also more comic-inspired. And it’s just so wonderful.
A HILL CALLED HOME by BadGoose — An unfinished retelling of the MCU with Blackhill, a lot of comedy, a wonderful and teasing slow burn and better plot than the MCU itself. Updates regularly.
WEEKEND PLANS by Avesnongrata — Another “Aves classic” of them getting together but being their usual emotionally unavailable idiots. One of my comfort fics.
FLAWED ENOUGH BUT PERFECT FOR A PERSON by Crimsoncat — The hottest “pollen sex” fic ever written with a tension and a build up between Maria and Nat that will make you bite your nails and scream for more. Not finished. But we don’t care. It’s a masterpiece the way it is and an instant blackhill classic.
THE WAY THAT IT GOES [WHAT NOBODY KNOWS] by sinandmisery — Natasha doesn’t know she’s dating Maria. Or does she?
I WASN’T EXPECTING THAT by Dancing_Bean — Alien tech. A freak accident. Cue Nat pregnant with Maria’s child. Sweet and fluffy.
MEANT FOR INDULGENCE by justanexercise — Before officially joining SHIELD, Natasha is given the luxury of a few days of R&R. What does an assassin with free time do? Roam around the streets, bored and find a willing body to have sex with, except with Natasha’s luck, she happens to sleep with a future co-worker.
BABY, ROUGH ME UP by leiascully — Sexy times with Natasha lying to herself because she’s not catching feelings. Sure.
THE COURAGE TO LOVE (LIKE A WOUND THAT NEVER HEALS) by Crimsomcat — Natasha and Maria end up with a telepathic link when experimental technology explodes. What could go wrong?
BABY, MAKING YOU JEALOUS IS SORT OF FUN by Perpetual Motion — What it says in the title. Natasha, you know you can’t help it.
LINE IN THE SAND by pumpkinnubbin — It’s just sex. Except Natasha catches feelings.
I DIDN’T KNOW I WAS STARVING (‘TIL I TASTED YOU) by Crimsomcat. Social media shenanigans lead to sweet, tender but mind-blowingly hot sex.
THE S.H.I.E.L.D. FILES series by writeratheart007301 — 150k words of amazing plot and Nat and Maria falling in love slowly but firmly. A new gem for the fandom.
BUFNAF: Break-up Fic Nobody Asked For series by BBKing — Ongoing. Breaking up because you can’t love yourself. Getting back together and trying to heal. Wonderful friendships the MCU didn’t give us like T’Challa and Nat. Food. Therapy. A special kind of series and, with time, a classic for its own merits.
Of course this is not the only classics/great recs one could find within these fandoms but these are just a few of my all-time favs. Go ahead and add yours here or in the Fandom Fest comments.
[And don’t forget to comment and leave kudos if you read any of these amazing works ♥️]
Fav blackhill fics? Any rating, any kind
Wow! This is a big question!
These are in no particular order and this is by no means exhaustive. This is just a sampling of some of my favorites.
1. The Out by SlowBurnJane
2. Baby I was born just to kiss your mouth by Crimsoncat (and also I could get lost in this (forgetting what caution is))
3. Free Falling by Mohnblume
4. Walk Alone by OfEndlessWonder
5. Feel More Human by avesnongrata
6. With One Glance by The_Wavesinger for sophinisba
7. and out of the blue (i fell for you) by leatherandlace
8. love is a wild thing by leatherandlace
9. Like a moth to a flame by JennySparks
10. Perfect Maria by cocoa_n_donuts
11. The Lost Moments by RenaM
12. Line in the Sand by Pumpkinnubbin
13. Thief by carloabay
14. The Curious Encounter in East Meadow by lo5o
15. A Hill Called Home by BadGoose
Blackhill recs part 2 because I've just got so many! And this list is still just a sample and in no particular order. There are so many great fics to read!
16. Figuring Out Who Natasha Romanoff Really Is by littlesolo
17. Creating Truth Like Glass From the Furnace of Inspiration by Dancing_Bean
18. a thing that wants by magdaliny
19. Proper Technique by justanexercise
20. Somebody that I used to know by marauders_assemble
21. Closed Fracture by cassyl
22. Just Another Day by Avesnongrata
23. mother, make me a bird of prey (so I can rise above this, let it fall away) by lovebeyondmeasure
24. To Keep The Home Fires Burning by Woad
25. #GetBlackWidowAGirlfriend by reysfalcon
26. Maria Hill Never Laughs by AlarmedRabbit
27. Natasha Has An Oopsie by lilbutch
28. Meant for Indulgence by justandexercise
29. Retrouvailles by Bluemchen0602
30. something solid to last the night by carloabay