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screamdream3828 · 1 year

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would you be able to do a love triangle trope between tara and sam x reader

both sisters catch feelings for their friend/roommate but reader ends up choosing one of them (you can choose) one would get jealous of the other when they’d flirt with you but eventually they talk it out and are cool about it

Sure! Final request I had left to write in my inbox and was a fun one. Hope you enjoy!

When you answer an anonymous ad seeking a female housemate in a very nice, very affordable flat in New York, you don’t expect to find yourself in the middle of a love triangle.

Not between the two girls you now live with - Sam and Tara. And certainly not between two sisters.

Things start out well at the flat. You aren’t stupid or oblivious, and recognise the girls instantly. New York is a fair way from Woodsborough, but pretty much everyone had heard the ghostface stories.

You resolved to never bring it up, and instead tried to build a friendship with the sisters.

Tara, like you, was studying at Blackmoore college. Something you both bonded over, and begun to spend time on campus - eating lunch, study sessions - anything really.

She was a sweet person. Funny, despite all of the hardships life had thrown at her. Your phone was full of texts, pleas to come out to some random party she had been invited to you.

You almost always agreed, because even after only knowing her for weeks - you couldn’t say no to Tara Carpenter.

She’d dance you around the room, hands around your waist. You’d giggle, drunk off whatever wine she’d hand you.

Sometimes you’d catch her looking at you, unreadable expression on her face. She’d shake out of it quick, and distract you with a quick joke.

You couldn’t deny she was attractive. Very much so. But she wasn’t the only Carpenter sister you had bonded with.

Sam was unlike anyone you’d ever met before. She was a few years older, and much more guarded initially.

At first, she’d make polite small talk but keep the conversation brief and never want to hang out.

From Tara, you learnt how she alternated her time between her two jobs, therapy and being home.

She carried a crazy amount of self defence weaponry at all times too, understandable after everything she had been through.

It took time for her to warm to you, to trust that you weren’t some sick person with an ulterior motive.

When she started to open up, you realised that she was more than the overprotective, sometimes aggressive woman portrayed throughout the media.

One time, you joined her on a grocery run when a group of teens called out insults and jeers. You watched as her knuckle tightened around the trolley handle, whitening instantly and a vein flickering.

You hadn’t intended on doing it, but your hands moved on their own accord to press over hers. “Ignore them. They want a reaction”

And she had looked back at you. Properly seeing you, as if for the first time. Her mouth flickered into a half smile, then set into a determined line and she nodded - continuing to push the trolley and ignore the group.

Something was different with her after that day, gone were the awkward smiles and polite attempts at small talk. She even invited you to her local gym, seeing you make morning commute across the city.

You’d hold the pads up as she laid blows against them, grumbling about how people needed to get a life and mind their own business.

There was little you could do to help. You hadn’t experienced the events firsthand, so didn’t exactly know what it felt like.

But you gave Sam a chance to vent, and listened as she unloaded all of her problems onto the pads - but also to you.

It wasn’t one sided either. When your creepy ex wouldn’t stop showing up at your class, Sam had frowned deep and thought for a moment.

He didn’t show up to your class again, and a rumour circulated that he had a broken nose and jaw. Of course you didn’t know for sure it was Sam, but her satisfied smirk gave it away easily.

She was the opposite to her sister, more guarded and uptight to Tara’s easygoing nature. To be honest it sometimes gave you whiplash - hanging out with each of them.

The atmosphere also felt different when you hung out one on one compared to a group setting.

You caught Sam checking you out too, when you finally convinced her to come to a party - eyes drawn to your tight red dress.

At first, you tell yourself maybe they both find you attractive. Some innocent flirting doesn’t hurt anyone.

Then one night as you cook dinner together and drink far too much red wine, Sam dances you around the kitchen and presses her mouth to yours.

You don’t kiss back at first. More stunned than anything. But her hands are in your hair, and arms grip your waist. So you clutch her cheek and kiss back hard.

She pulls away, dazed and you can’t help but smile at the look on her face. Your red lipstick is smeared across her mouth and you grab a napkin to wipe it away.

”That...”

The door swings open though, mid sentence - and Tara walks in. “Hey that smells good! What’s for dinner?”

You turn to reply, napkin waving loosely from your hand. By the time you turn back, Sam is gone and you’re left to wonder what is happening.

...

She acts weird around you for the next few days, not meeting your eye and a lot more quiet than usual.

It confuses you, and makes you wonder if she regretted the kiss. Which doesn’t make sense considering she instigated it.

Tara invites you out to the movies, and you agree - hoping it will be a welcome distraction. She doesn’t seem to notice the difference between the pair of you, and greets you with a smile as you begin to queue for snacks.

She’s dressed a lot less casual than you for a movie trip, white blouse and black skirt showing off an impressive amount of leg.

After grabbing too much candy and drinks, you take a seat at the backrow. It’s some corny action movie Tara wanted to see, and you’re happy just to be there.

Nothing is out of the ordinary as you both watch the movie, until you notice a pair of eyes gazing at you.

Tara wears that same unreadable expression you see sometimes pop out at parties, and you can’t bring yourself to look away either - to break the eye contact.

She blushes though, and looks away. Maybe you overthought it, you reason and return to the movie.

“Did you enjoy the movie?” She asks as you try to find the car parked outside the theatre. You hum and nod happily. “Sure”

She nods, cheeks blushing red. “Cool. That’s cool”

You laugh, she’s being out of character - too bumbling and nervous. “I..” her voice fades away and she shakes her head resolutely. “I’ll tell you at home”

The drive is short and it isn’t long before you’re chilling on the couch. “What did you want to tell me?” You murmur, distracted by a movie commercial on the tv.

Tara clears her throat. “I just wanted to say that I’ve always liked you” she bites her lip and you swallow hard. Oh.

“Tara...” You begin, but she cuts you off - starting to ramble. “I know it’s weird because we’re housemates. And friends. But I’ve always thought you were so cool and...”

”Hey guys” Sam enters the room, expression falling slightly as she realises what you’re talking about. “Oh. Am I interrupting?” Her voice is rough and you feel stuck in the middle.

Tara shakes her head, “no it’s cool. We can hang out in my room. No worries. Right Y/N?” She’s beaming at you, clearly hoping you reciprocate her feelings.

But Sam’s looking at you too, something like hurt in her eyes. “Uhhh” you stammer, hands fidgeting in your lap.

Sam shrugs, leaning against the door frame. “No it’s fine. I can see you’re both busy. I’ll be in my room” she storms off and Tara giggles nervously.

”That was weird. I hope she doesn’t think it’s strange that I like you”

You don’t reply, wondering how you can manage to get out of the situation. You like Tara. She’s funny, and shares some classes with you.

But there isn’t that burning desire, that passion you felt when Sam grabbed your face. Your teeth gnaw at your lip and Tara frowns. “Hey what’s up?”

You don’t know how to say this. To tell her. She clearly likes you. And you like her sister. Who may not even like you back. Who maybe just kissed you as a once off.

What a mess, you think miserably.

“Tara” You begin, voice gentle. “I..” your eyes are drawn to Sam’s door as you try and articulate your sentence. Tara’s eyes follow yours and her gaze softens as she seems to realise.

”Oh” she murmurs, more to herself. You decide to be honest. “Sam kissed me a few days ago”

Tara nods along, looking a bit surprised. “I didn’t know that” she pauses, biting her lip. ”And you like her?”

You can only nod, hands in your lap. She cracks a smile, soft. “That’s fine. That’s cool. You both deserve to be happy” she takes your hand and squeezes it as you breathe out a sign of relief.

”You still want to be friends?” You ask, and she laughs at this. “Of course I do!” She assures, hand on your shoulder.

“You’re one of my best friends, I just want you to be happy”

Its like a weight lifted off your shoulders and you smile. Before you can add anything, she grabs you and walks you to Sam’s door.

”Now go get your girl” she teases, not meeting your eyes - giving you a little push.

She’s gone, back to her room, and as much as you hate to hurt her feelings - you’re glad it’s all out in the open now. You knock on Sam’s door and wait.

It takes a few tries until she appears, not meeting your eyes. “Hey look, I get if the other night was a mistake and..”

You step into her personal space, almost knocking the pair of you over as you collide lips hard. She reacts instantly, cupping your jaw and sliding her tongue past your lips.

Not even a moment later she breaks the kiss, and drops her forehead to yours. “What about Tara?” She asks, panting.

You sigh soft. “It’s you that I want Sam” you stroke her hair. “I told Tara. She’s my friend. But it’s you”

She grins at that, pulling you into her room with another kiss.

#sam carpenter x reader #scream #scream 5 #scream 6 #scream 1996 #scream 2022 #scream 2023 #sam carpenter x fem reader #sam carpenter #tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter #tara Carpenter x fem reader #fluff #slight angst #scream one shot #scream fic #scream request #scream requests #scream prompt

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draw-the-squad-like-this · 6 months

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Draw your characters like this

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nerdpoe · 3 days

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The first time Danny sees Dick Grayson he calls him Tata.

Danny, in his Ghost Zone travels, befriended the Flying Graysons. John and Mary like him so much, that it started as a joke, sort of.

"Ahhhhh, the son we never had! Welcome!"

"My little Robin's long lost little brother, come, come!"

And it morphed into him jokingly calling them Tata and Daj. Then it wasn't really a joke anymore.

Then the Observants inform him that as far as Ghost Law is concerned, they're his Ghost Guardians.

This means that Danny has two sets of parents; Jack and Maddie on the human side of things, and John and Mary on the ghost side of thing.

So when he sees Dick Grayson, who looks a lot like John, it just slips out.

This leads to a very awkward stare off in the middle of a coffee shop.

Danny has no idea how to explain himself.

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc #dc x dp #phanfic #story prompt #Dick: taking in Danny's age “I was absolutely not active that early in life there's no way”#Danny: internally screaming and freaking out “Understood have a good day.”#Danny: turns and leaves the coffee shop #Dick: “wait time travel is a thing FUCK WAIT COME BACK”

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regonold · 7 months

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I kinda want danny who's been adopted by the wanyes to be schmoozing it up at a gala (because listen nothing is funnier than the image of Gotham elites being like oh whats this one's gimmick cus all the other's have something only for danny to just be a dude) only for like the giw to raid the place to get danny ( cus he's a ghost? Cus he's a Fenton? Who knows)

Only for danny to pick up a bottle chug it smash it and vault out a window shouting you'll never catch me alive

Now this increases his reputation with most Gothamites and rouges and absolutely worries the fuck out of the batfam why is the government chasing you danny and hiw are you so good at running

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp #dcxdp #dp x dc prompt #listen i just want danny to jump out a window is that so much to ask?#not for bad reasons #just #imagine it danny screaming and leaping pulling all the jack fenton energy he can

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r3ynah · 2 months

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Family of Distinguished People.

So like what if, the Fenton family is just a family full of heroes, villains, and vigilantes. like.. just imagine a long line of people that had or has contributed to the world somehow. Like the Fenton parents as Supervillains, Jazz as a Vigilante, Danny as Hero. Dani just decides to travel not too interested, but does help with her family if needed, Dan does the same thing.

BUT WHAT IF joker is actually a close relative of the Fenton Family (ex. Uncle, Cousin,Family Friend) and like he's just there all happy with his (found)family during family reunions, birthdays and shit.

And the batfam are just like so confused and stressed to why the joker goes missing once a month.

While Joker is literally having a game of Monopoly with the elementary kids at amity park (the kids couldn't bother, they've saw scarier things they handled scarier things) cue Joker giving the kids a hundred dollars because he lost.

This is just one of my what if prompts, that i got locked up in a vault. Might delete this later who knows.

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puppetmaster13u · 4 months

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Prompt 172

So the team might be a bit lost. And a bit in danger. And were separated but have at least fixed that.

But it’s definitely not their fault right? After all, you can’t expect anything when fighting Klarion! But uh, there’s something big approaching through the green and floating things, like big enough to make waves, and no one wants to get anywhere close to whatever it is.

Danny- newly molted into his adult ghost-form- just wants to say hello to his sort-of cousin’s friends, and would like to also get them away from the deep area of the Zone where the beings would not be afraid to nab a living being for a collection or two.

#dcxdp #dpxdc #prompts #Danny (new ancient of space): Where are you #Young Justice hiding behind one of the floating rocks: Wtf is that eldritch cooing noise #Danny is now Very Big but still small for an Ancient #He’s still getting used to being so big and doesn’t register he is now Scary to small humans #He’s just a big space whale of a guy who would be afraid of that #Danny when he finds them: Okay I’m going to very carefully pick you up okay #YJ: *screaming*#Eldritch Danny #Space Core Danny #Klarion is the son of Chaos who is Clockwork’s sibling #And Danny is Clockwork’s child #Danny: Okay time to bring you away from the Deep and back home where it’s safer

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ghost-bxrd · 2 months

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Prompt:

Dick is thrown back in time to a couple days before his past self is scheduled to leave on the mission to space, the one during which Jason will die.

Past Dick gets a very frantic and concerning phone call from someone claiming to be his future self, begging him not to go on the mission. And for some reason he‘s supposed to keep an eye on Jason? What the hell is that about? They’re not that close…

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allthewhumpygoodness · 10 months

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The soft "oh" that comes from a caretaker after the whumpee does something extra pitiful - stumbles and has to cling to the wall with a shaking hand so tightly their knuckles turn white; makes the smallest, saddest sound after a bad coughing fit; lets out a few silent tears with their lips clamped tight together....oh, it's that bad, isn't it, baby?

#whump #whump prompt #i'm screaming

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nibbelraz · 3 months

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sqq is mid

Mobei Jun trying to express that his husband is better than Junshangs

#svsss #shen qingqiu #mobei jun #moshang #shang qinghua #idk what prompted this ask and i wasnt sure how to answer it either but here you go #Shang qinghua is screaming because if binghe hears this hes gonna kill him #nib text #ask #my art #nibbelraz

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phantoms-world-and-more · 1 year

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Danny and the waynes

So playboy bruce wayne gets a girl pregnant, but because she sleeps around she has no idea who the farther is and cant provide for danny

So he gets put on the foster system for a few years when, at 5-7 years old is adopted by the fentons

The years in the foster system has caused him some mental health problems and that inspired jazz to be a psychologist

Danny growes up, has his accident, danny phantom happens, he comes out to his parents as phantom and they accept him, but aftrt a few years guarding amity he wants to explore

So he finds a way to graduate early, get permission from the fentons to go on a year long trip(as long as he keeps in touch)

Afew months later 16 year old danny is in gothem and gets into a rouge gallerys battle field

One thing leads to another and when danny mentioned he was in the foster system but isn't any more they ask to do a DNA test...

Only for it to say he's bruce waynes kid...

Commissioner gorden knocked on the wayne door asking to talk to bruce wayne

Gorden tells them they might want to get all of their siblings their while he talks to bruce, and takes bruce into his study to talk privately

So all of the batkids are there wondering whats going on when gorden walks out of the room, excuses himself and leaves

When bruce cmes out he's pale as paper and he says the words no one was expecting

:... i have another son

So they all get filled in and their all loosing their minds

Dick is exited to get another brother

Jason is praying this "danny" wasn't anything like the demon brat

Tim was a mix between hoping this one doesn't kill him, and getting ready to compete with dick for tital of favourite brother

And danian is having a life crisis at not being the only blood son but being the younger blood son

Danny is a mix between anxious at meeting his birth family and exited at having a more normal family

About a week later jazz got a call from danny with the words

:they all need therapy

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whump-is-love-whump-is-life · 4 months

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Screaming.

Please do not do this but I just screamed for 30 minutes so here’s what you should know.

Can’t do it continuously for very long, have to stop to breathe (amount of time and breaths it takes to recover depends on how long you hold it)

It is EXHAUSTING. Seriously, if your whumpee has been screaming for more than thirty seconds multiple times, they won’t have ANY energy to fight back against the whumper. My head was hanging down for a bit because I was just so tired. The exhaustion also caused dizziness when I stood up. Also it’s been around five minutes and my throat still hurts super bad.

Oddly, I could still talk, maybe a bit of rasp in my voice but still effectively and fairly easily. (Again, about thirty minutes with tiny breaks)

Seriously when the exhaustion hits, it hits H A R D

Mouth kinda hurts too tbh

Heart beats pretty rapidly during and shortly after

My head hurts

Both hurts and helps to cough

Update an hour later: slightly hurts throat to talk

Moral of the story:

Don’t scream so much that you exhaust yourself,

Make your whumpee scream to the whumpers content

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screamdream3828 · 1 year

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im so obsessed with the way you portray sam if u dont mind can u do one where sam isnt ready to be public with r and chad likes and keeps flirting with r so sam just gets stressed and jealous while r finds it funny n teases her and reminds her she’s who wanted to be private

Thank you! I’m glad you’re enjoying them, and this was such a fun idea

Warnings - light smut/references

At first you think of it like a game, how many times can you sneak into the apartment - and Sam’s room without being caught.

You enjoy the thrill of running through unlocked doors, ducking around counters and pressing yourself flat to the ground under her bed.

Sam doesn’t entirely the find the process amusing the way you do, and argues it’s a necessity. You’re more hesitant, but understand why she wants to keep your relationship a secret.

You know everything that happened in Woodsborough, how Richie messed up Sam’s ability to trust.

You also understood why she became so protective of Tara, and a new face in the situation wouldn’t help their adjustment to life in New York.

It still hurt regardless when you crossed your girlfriend in the lobby with her sister, and she’d barely give you a look.

As you start to become closer to the group, it becomes harder to pretend Sam is nothing but your friend’s big sister.

You don’t intend on befriending Tara. It happens randomly. The elevator breaks down with the pair of you in it, and an hour conversation means you’re definitely more than acquaintances.

Its bittersweet in a way, because you wish that Sam was comfortable enough for you to introduce yourself properly.

But you don’t want to push her, make her uncomfortable so you continue your secret relationship.

After the elevator incident, you and Tara exchange phone numbers and sporadically text.

She even invites you around to hang out with her friends once, and Sam almost collapses at the sight when she returns home from work.

You hang out a few more times at the apartment, and feel Sam watching you.

The arrangement initially works. You like getting to know more about Sam, to hear funny stories from Tara and teasing remarks from Mindy.

And you know Sam enjoys having you around. She pretends sometimes it’s to keep you safe - that she likes having eyes on you.

But it’s easier to use the excuse that you’ll sleep on the couch, and sneak into her room that night.

Then things start to go wrong.

You're all making dinner around at her apartment - you, Sam, Tara, Mindy, her girlfriend Anika and Chad.

As usual, the couple are being all touchy feely and you return to the living room - part jealously, part frustration that you can’t touch your girlfriend with the same carefree ease.

“Hey” a voice greets, and you hope it’s Sam - strong arm wrapping around your shoulder and pulling your body against hers.

But it’s too deep to be Sam and you sigh a little when you notice it’s Chad.

It’s not that you dislike the guy. He’s fun to be around, especially at parties. His social standing also means you get invited to various hangouts.

One thing he is not - is subtle. You’re pretty vocal about your sexuality, openly pansexual. Ever since you told the group, Chad is becoming increasingly more clear with his flirting towards you.

He started with compliments, your dress at a party, your hair at dinner. Basic stuff that you’d shrug off with a polite thank you and small smile.

Sam was never around to notice, so you assumed it would stop soon.

”What are you doing out here all by your lonesome?” He asks, smiling at you genuinely. You can’t bring yourself to be mad though, he isn’t being sleazy or creepy - just flirty.

“Disgusting! Get a room” Mindy calls from the kitchen, and you hear her small whine as Anika slaps her shoulder.

You try to explain you aren’t alone, you just want some time to yourself.

Chad nods with a smile as though he understands your predicament entirely, and rests his hand on the skin of your bare shoulder.

You're about to change the subject when you notice someone at the door.

”Who needs to get a room?” Sam asks, brow furrowed and crossing her arms. You’re momentarily distracted by how good her arms look in the pale blue tank top to notice Chad staring at you.

Sam notices though, and her eyes darken. You try to hold in your smirk. Chad means no harm, and he’s certainly not your type even if you were single.

“Oh Mindy was just teasing us” he laughs good natured, offering Sam a drink, who declines - clenching her jaw so hard you watch the muscle flex.

The situation is amusing and you bite back a laugh behind the rim of your beer.

”Us?” Sam enquires, leaning against the door frame as she shoots Chad daggers. Ever oblivious, he nods. “Sure. We were just hanging out”

Its a wonder no one commented on how irritated Sam looked right now, more so than usual as she glared at Chad.

“Just chilling” you agree, innocently and Chad begins to explain the situation to Sam - who looks as if she couldn’t care less.

She’s watching you with a dark expression, something you only see in the bedroom where she lets herself go, holds you with tight hands and uses that voice.

The same one that makes you tumble towards your peak in record breaking time. You swallow hard at the thought of it, and watch instead how a vein pulses across her pursed jaw.

”I see” She notes, voice venomous. She makes no attempt to join you both on the couch - or leave either.

The atmosphere would be more awkward if Chad wasn’t so oblivious, or if you didn’t find the whole situation so entertaining.

“Can I speak to you Y/N?” She finally asks through gritted teeth, and you notice how white her knuckles are from clenching her fists.

Nodding innocently, you muster your biggest smile. “Sure Sam. Want to join me and Chad?”

Chad starts bumbling away, already shifting to make room but Sam’s eyes are furious. You can barely hold in your smirk as she seethes.

If looks could kill then poor Chad would be in flames by now. You’re sure that Sam wouldn’t be opposed to that idea as she clenches her jaw again and takes a deep breath.

”Alone Y/N” she affirms, and Chad’s attention is focused on whatever shitty sitcom plays on the tv. You fold your arms, enjoying the show.

”Can’t you tell me here Sam?” You whine, using that ridiculously high voice you only keep for her. The same voice you use to beg for her hands, her mouth. The same voice you know gets her undone.

Your eyes challenge her, barely able to keep the mischievous smile from your lips as she surveys you - like a predator with it’s prey.

If you would have tried these games without a crowd, you’d already be bent over a table by now - Sam’s first knuckle deep.

But she can’t do that with her sister preparing a salad mere feet away. Her eyes tell another story, and with a flush you think about the night you’ll be in for.

“Fine” you relent, having teased her enough. “I’ll be back soon” You call into the kitchen, and let Sam take your hand and drag you into her bedroom when out of view.

Immediately you’re pinned against the wall, her dark eyes locked onto yours. “You think that’s funny?” She hisses, and your clit throbs at the sound of her voice.

You whine, reaching for her - but she jerks her body out of touch. “I didn’t realise you were single” Her lips move to your neck, grazing at the skin slightly as she explains.

”I happen to remember from last night, how much you were begging to be mine”

You flush a deep red at the memory and try to press your legs together to alleviate the pressure. Sam noticed, because of course she does - and slides a firm thigh between them.

Its hard to resist the urge to grind down until you’re a wet, whimpering mess but the game works better when you listen. You’ve been a brat all night, and as fun as it is to see Sam’s reaction - you need a reprieve.

“Imagine my surprise” she continues, mouthing at your neck sloppily. “To find you all cosied up with Chad”

You want to explain the truth. Tell her Chad is nothing more than a friend. But you like the way her teeth feel against the sensitive skin of your throat and all you can do is moan pathetically.

“I don’t like to share, Y/N” she grumbles, sliding down your top to bite down hard on the skin above your breast.

It’s a miracle Tara or anyone couldn’t hear you both, with Sam’s rough growls and your mewling whimpers, like a kitten.

“Well maybe I want to be yours in public too” You bite back, groaning again at the feel of her mouth on your neck. “Not just your girlfriend in secret”

She softens at that, eyes loosing most of their fight. Her finger strokes your jaw. “I know. You’ve been so good. I’m sorry”

You tilt your face into her touch. “You know I don’t like Chad. Not like that”

“I know baby” she soothes, cupping your jaw and pressing a kiss to the side of your mouth. You chase her lips and she obliges, sucking hard on your bottom lip as you groan for her.

She pulls away too soon, hands resting on your shoulders. “I’ll tell them soon. I promise baby. Give me time okay?”

Her eyes search yours and you read the honesty in them, nodding. She mirrors your nod and fixes your shirt, watching your reflection in the mirror.

”Ready?” She asked, and you nod - accepting one final peck before you both head out to the kitchen.

#scream #scream 6 #scream 5 #sam carpenter #sam carpenter x reader #scream one shot #mindy meeks #scream 2023 #tara carpenter #scream fic #scream prompt #sam carpenter x fem reader

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whumppppp · 4 months

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Silent scream

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nerdpoe · 2 months

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Damian, all of seven and clearly wise to the ways of the world, decides he's going to find his father sooner.

So he does recon.

His father is Batman, and Batman is in Gotham. Clearly with how much Mother tells him he isn't ready to face Batman yet, no matter what he does, this is just a test to see how he will escape.

A test he will pass.

He concludes that the only way to escape his Mother and Grandfather's watchful eyes is to use magic to get to Gotham.

He gathers up as much intel as he can about summons, and summons the Ghost King in a circle designed to compel the King to do as he says. Since this being will be royalty, Damian puts down the constraint of only two days; it should be about that long to locate his father, and he isn't in the business of forcing another being to obey him like a slave.

What Damian doesn't know is that this is the wrong kind of summoning circle. It's just a normal kind of summoning circle with instructions to either find Damian's family or become it within two days.

Now Danny has to get Damian to Gotham and find this "Batman", in a dimension he's very unfamiliar with, or he's going to be a teenage single dad.

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc #dc x dp #phanfic #story prompt #damian like “find my father peasant”#danny looking at the summoning circle and realizing what's actually going to happen if he doesn't do that #*internal screaming*#danny externally “haha yea okay sounds good lets get started immediately”

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euthymiaaa · 5 months

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— in denial about having feelings for them ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀

the denial do be strong tho LOL, feel free to use!

➛ out of the blue, they start to look so attractive to you

➛ unconciously staring at them

➛ using exam season as an excuse to not process your feelings about them

➛ "are you sure they're just a friend?"

➛ jealousy creeping up whenever they smile at someone that's not you

➛ noticing the butterflies in your stomach whenever you're near them

➛ "both of you would look good together" "what-"

➛ suddenly all the love songs you're listening to are about them

➛ having an intimate dream about them that has you all flustered when you wake up

➛ "why does everyone think that i like them?"

➛ drunkenly telling your friends that you like them (this happened to me lol)

➛ "do you want me to remind you what you said about them when you were drunk" "no, absolutely not"

➛ unknowningly giving them the softest gaze when they talk to you

➛ random urge to kiss them

➛ "you know denial is the first step to everything" "what are you implying-"

#WE'RE GETTING PERSONAL SCREAMS #fluff #imagine your otp #otp prompts #dialogue prompt #soft prompts #in denial prompts #denial prompts #denial

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A Moral Dilemma! Question!

Let's say there is a trucker. An average man. Kind enough, did okay in school, loves his wife and misses her like you wouldn't believe every time he has to go. Misses his little girl even more. HATES he's missing the early years of her life. First day to school, getting her up and brushing her hair into pigtails, making pancakes like his Pa used to make. The works.

But the economy is shit. Him and his wife have to work. Make ends meet. They're DESPERATE to get out of Gotham. Move somewhere boring. Safe.

But... well, places like that cost money. Kids cost money. And he did OKAY in school. Not a lot of jobs out there for "Okay" guys from Gotham.

His cousin finds him a route though. A solid job. Really pulled through when push came to shove and things were looking bad. Like he might have to take up that offer to Goon. Now he's a trucker.

And his route? Well the half way point is Amity Park. He stops to stay the night every time. Never really STAYS, has heard they got themselves a Cape and such, but? It is what it is. He's from Gotham. He minds his business. Parks on the outskirts of town to avoid getting hit.

Doesn't realize, he's getting SOAKED in Ectoplasm every time he's in town.

And this trucker? Not the healthiest man. He wishes he could be. But life on the road is not exactly conducive to fresh fruit and leafy greens. He eats more grease and sugar then his doctor would EVER recommend. In fact, has specifically warned him not too.

But some days you just need a warm meal. You miss your kid, your wife, your bed. And you know it'll be days before you can see any of them. But at least there is pancakes.

You can pretend you're eating with your family. Or at least, let the coffee be warm enough for the two of you. God, but the poor man is tired.

And as he gets close to Gotham?

Breaking News!

The Joker. AGAIN. The trucker cringes, horror filling him. What poor soul has that mad man hurt NOW? When will it end? Him and his wife are so close to getting the hell out. Thinking Kansas. His wife has been joking about pie baking competit-

No.

Oh God No.

There, on the screen, tears streaming down her beautiful face? Is the love of his life. His best friend. His EVERYTHING. And in her arms, trying so, so hard to be quiet. To muffle her terror born sobs... is his little girl. One pigtail torn from its srunchie, blood on her tiny face.

The trucker knows how this story ends.

Batman will try. He ALWAYS tries. And sometimes... sometimes that's enough. But he knows the odds here. His family are in front. Stars of this sick show. The trucker can't breathe. His heart is pounding, too hard for a man of his health.

He's not young. Should be on blood pressure meds he simply cant afford. Is panicked by a terror few should ever suffer. And? What runs in his family, strikes true. It feels so far away, the pain in his chest. He... No, he can't.

He can't.

His family.

He can't die. Leave them. They're in danger! They can't die like this. So close to freedom. Happiness. They... the..y.. ca..n..t...

THEY WON'T. HE REFUSES.

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So! Here in comes the QUESTION! As you sit, watching this terrified child call for her father, ripped from her begging mothers arms, you see a green opaque man full body tackle the Joker.

You watch his eyes visible glow and change color, fight a visible STRUGGLE, like jeckle and Hyde, for control of his body. Between the monster known as Joker and what seems to be? The little girl's newly Meta father.

The Father wins.

You watch the Bat arrive with the police. Thank the man and say he can release Joker into custody. See the EXACT moment the Meta realizes something. Turns to look at his daughter, then his wife. Looks back at the commissioner.

Says "No".

Is he right to do this? To Possess the Joker, as a life sentence, to insure the safety of others? He is perfectly will to sit that life in a jail cell. Knows he will never be allowed to roam free again. But! The Joker is contained.

Is this Right? Or merely emotionally satisfying?

Discuss :3

@hypewinter @hdgnj @the-witchhunter @ailithnight @nerdpoe

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp #dcxdp #dc x dp prompt #to be honest #walker comes to collect the Joker and slaps a prisoner in him in exchange for a reduced sentence #trucker ghost and his wife move to Kansas #sometimes family is you #your mom #and your dad who is a ghost #but oh sweet jesus the screaming ethics debate here at the precinct #jason you are a crime lord #batman stop trying to save the Joker #please

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