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ortegavi · 2 months
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CAIRO SWEET craves someone who gives her validation. her parents are permanently absent lawyers with a talent in a+ neglectful parenting, causing her to focus on academics and academics only, subconsciously doing it in hopes that academic achievements will get her parents’ attention and this hardwired focus makes her detached from her peers. cairo needs someone that doesn’t just keep up with her but continually praises her, giving her the validation she desperately needs.
TARA CARPENTER craves someone loyal. after ghostface, it’s not and never will be the same for her; constant looking over her shoulder, never being able to let her guard down, and always having a weapon nearby in fear of another masked killer jumping out at her or her family & friends. change is the scariest part of her life because change is what caused her to lose almost all that she had—her (girl)friend, her sister, her parents... tara needs someone who’s going to stay through thick and thin, 24/7/365, always holding onto her as a silent promise that they won’t leave like others did.
WEDNESDAY ADDAMS craves someone who understands her. despite being a writer, she’s never been good or comfortable with words expressing her emotions. she needs someone who understands her quirks and morbid expressions, understands the softness in her eyes as silent affection, links pinkies at exactly the right moment while waiting for wednesday to grow comfortable to initiate it on her own.
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yameoto · 5 months
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Ghostface!Tara is a need, not a want. If you’re up for writing that I’d be stoked to see it
TARA CARPENTER GHOSTFACE HEADCANONS !
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✗ warnings ; murder, general ghostface girlfriend toxicity. nsfw at bottom. possessiveness.
was terrified of you finding out and leaving her. you were never meant to find out. she did everything in her power to stop it (and if it meant a few extra deaths? well.. who‘s counting?)
but, you find out. of course you do. and she’s so so so scared of you leaving her. her eyes all wide and pupils all shaky as she tugs on the edge of your top in a death-grip, like you’re about to slip away.
pleading with you, cupping your cheeks as she tries to kiss you with all these words, cracking and trembling and spilling from her lips “please, baby, i did it for you—it’s all for you. you can’t leave— please don’t— please don’t go—“
not above getting to her knees and grovelling at your feet.
and the desperation is real. she loves you, oh how she loves you—but it doesn’t mean it’s not manipulation, either. she knows you’re as weak for her as she is for you. she knows the second she starts whimpering and tugging at you, tears making her eyes all glossy that you’ll cave for her. you always do.
intensely possessive, will get jealous at even the thought of you with someone else.
will be CHILDISH about it. lots of pouting and tugging you away by the wrist. seemingly innocuous, until she breaks away from you with a little beam on her face after you kiss her worries away, and proceeds to carve up whoever evoked her wrath—deserved or not. all messy and bloody and gorey.
she likes it when you coddle her—as if she’s the most precious little princess in the world and not a cold-blooded serial killer.
preens under your attention. needs it always. she’s like a cat, always clinging to your side; nuzzling into the crook of your neck or making sure you keep your arms slung around her.
“you’re not gonna carry me home?” tara pouts, arms wound around your neck as she leans up to kiss you, eyes sparkling impishly. “but ‘m gonna be scared. how’re you gonna protect me from all the psychos ‘nd killers stalking the streets, huh?”
“tara. you are the fucking pyscho.” you grumble, before hoisting her up in your arms anyways. it’s worth it, with the way she nudges into your neck with a delighted grin, snuggling against you like a goddamn kitten.
very much a ‘if i cant have you no one can’ type. if you don’t constantly reassure her.. even in the littlest ways— then, well..
she’s YOURS. okay? nobody else’s. tell her she’s yours. fucking tell her.
nsfw!
power bottom if you’ve ever seen one. knows exactly what she wants, and she’s gonna get it.
in her eyes she should be your absolute no.1 priority. including her libido. ergo meaning that no matter what you’re doing — if she’s horny, she‘s horny, and WILL make it your problem.
what starts as incessant pestering and whining and hands all over you devolve if you take too long. she’ll crawl into your lap regardless of what you’re doing and just start humping your thigh, taking matters into her own hands.
she’ll do this even during a work call or a hang out with your friends, if you’re not careful. and u have to be careful like.. a lot
definition of a pillow princess. always comes first, and the most. she takes priority, after all.
surprisingly doesn’t need much aftercare. is a big fan of snuggling after sex, though. mainly because she can slot your leg between hers and grind out another rut against your thigh as you doze off.
likes to play with your hands. a lot. often takes your knuckles and grinds them into her clothed cunt under the table .
likes provoking you in the sense that you’ll come home and she’ll be blatantly fucking herself on the couch. just.. legs splayed wide open, granting full view of the vibrator against her cunt. looking you dead in the eyes with a cheeky little grin as she throws her head back and mewls, loudly, shakily — and that’s your cue to give her something real to moan about.
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lopeirce · 6 months
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I'm not crying. You're crying.
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sequenceofmind · 1 year
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PLEASE.. melissa, jasmin and jenna fighting over who loves mikey more
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warm-concrete · 7 months
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I have this headcannon about my (slightly feral) druid tav getting into an argument with Gale, where Tav has loudly yelled at him in front of the whole party and then stooped even lower with a comment about Mystra. (they aren’t dating he just gets on her nerves sometimes)
After a beat of silence, she tells the group to set up camp for the night; that she needs to let off steam. Then just wild shapes into a panther whilst striding into the forest. Hours later the panther returns, dragging a large buck by the neck and dropping it in front of Gale’s tent. Forgetting she had shed her armour before shifting, she shifts back in front of Gale in her underwear- her mouth covered in the Buck’s blood. “I went too far bringing up Mystra.” “You can use this for the stew you’ve been banging on about.”
And all Gale can think is like ‘awww she’s just like Tara bringing me little dead birds as gifts.’
And the rest of the camp is silently like ??? She could’ve been hunting for us this entire time??? Why are we scavenging cheese off of corpses!? (Obviously they don’t say anything - not wanting to be berated like Gale just had been)
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uldren-sov · 7 months
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If there was any question that Tara was pretty much Gale's mom, I have now found undeniable proof that she is.
Not only does she love him dearly and helped save his life...
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But she confirmed has chancletas too
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mycatismyfriend · 1 year
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- She's a hero, you see. She's not like us. - Us?
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loullipopx · 5 months
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They’re gossiping
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wazzuppy · 11 months
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its so hard being the only person in the world who understands madoka magica
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booasaur · 1 year
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NCIS: Hawai’i - 2x16
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veeluvss · 1 year
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How the team would react to you being personally connected to a case:
Female edition
I want this to be a sweet, oneshot kind of vibe with each character
Reader is personally connected to a case, each different for each character
Please ask for requests :)
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JJ -
you’re back at your home town, dealing with a case close to childhood friends.
You couldn’t look in the eye of any of the team. Your childhood best friend had grown up be an unsub: murdering young girls. At first, you ran up to them, hugged them. They even kissed you but the growing suspicion in your gut made you suspect the one person who got you through childhood. The one person you thanked your lucky stars for everyday.
JJ walked over to you, a coffee for you in her hand and sat opposite you. She slid you the coffee and took a sip of her own.
“It’s not your fault,” she whispered gently. You scoffed. “It’s not. You had no idea. These things happen to people unfortunately. Please don’t blame yourself, love.”
You sighed, “maybe if I spoke to him more - paid for his therapy it would be different.”
“Maybe so, but maybe not. Don’t blame yourself for living your own life y/n. He’s responsible for his own actions,” she muttered. Your eyes filled with tears and you let your shoulders slump. JJ set down her coffee and moved to the sofa seat beside you. The simple, gentle rub on your back made the dam break. She pulled you into her arms, holding your head close to her chest. You needed this hug.
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Emily-
The victim has experienced the same trauma as you, forcing you to confront your own demons during the cognitive interview.
“Hey, y/n, wait up.” Emily said quickly as you left the room. Your heart was pounding hard in your chest, your vision was blurry- you felt sick. You didn’t want to wait up. You felt as if you could hurl at any moment. Yet, it was Emily and you couldn’t not listen to her.
You turned to her, hot tears streaming down your cheeks and her face was full of concern. “What’s happened?” She asked, resting her hand on your shaking ones as you rubbed them furiously together. You were hyper aware of the multiple people around you and you felt vulnerable. Emily, being the best profiler, knew this and walked you into a side room. She shut the door softly and you fell into even more tears. She grabbed you, holding you close.
“My dad-“ you stuttered out, in her arms. “He did the same.”
“Oh, honey,” she held you tighter, stroking your hair. “Do you want to sit out of this one?” She asked and you didn’t want to, you didn’t want to leave because people would ask questions but all of your emotions were driving you wild. You only nodded in her arms and she planted a soft kiss on your temple.
“That’s okay, you head back to the hotel and I’ll tell the team you’re poorly. Do you want me to come with you?” You shook your head but sent her a small thank you whilst wiping your tears.
“I’ll come check on you later,” she whispered, caressing your arm and looking at you with big eyes.
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PG-
You had distanced yourself from the team after a particularly tough case. No one knew why but Garcia, after investigating. She sends you a voicemail.
“Hey my sugar,
So don’t hate me but I was a little worried about you. I know, I know, you told us all not to be but I haven’t seen you around recently. I miss you and your little laugh. And your little legs too. *giggle*
I saw that you were related to the unsub. I’m sorry sweetheart, I really am. It’s not a good feeling to have and sometimes we all need a little rest. That’s okay.
However; we all need a pick me up to. I’ll be at yours for 5pm. With wine, ice-cream and some kittens - I’ve been adopting them.
I love you so much y/n. I hope you know that. The whole team are here for you and I’m always here as a shoulder to cry on.
Your love,
PG.”
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Tara-
The unsub suffers from the same mental health disorder as you. You feel victimised by the team as they list off the symptoms similar to yours.
You stood in the corner, arms crossed, face flat. The team presented their profile - making sure the officers knew exactly who they were looking for but at this point, they may as well be looking for you. Yet you’d tried to tell them the profile was wrong. He wasn’t suffering from this condition, no matter how much he said he was in his letters. Once the group dispersed, Tara noticed you staring at the floor. She knew instantly, knowing all about your diagnosis as she was the one who suggested you talk to a professional.
“We know that not everyone with this condition is this violent,” Tara muttered to you, standing beside you and playing with files. You scoffed and put some hair behind your ear.
“Sure as hell seems like you think it,” you sighed.
“Y/n,” Tara sighed, turning to you. “This unsub has another branch, another brain to you. All mental health is different and although you fall under the same tree it doesn’t mean you’re anything like him.”
“Tell that to the rest of the team who seem to think I’m capable of cold blooded murder,” you groaned, walking away.
Half an hour later, Tara came to the team. “I think I’ve found a trigger.” She told them. She went on to explain what she thought made the unsub start killing. “And I’ve done some research,” she sighed, glancing at you. “*insert mental disorder* has a tendency to make the sufferer timid and shy around others - not violent. Actually the opposite so although he says he has it on the ransom notes, it doesn’t fit the profile.”
“They’re not violent?”
“No. They stir away from violence and confrontation.” Tara confirmed.
“Okay so he doesn’t have it then,” JJ said. You nodded, smiling. You knew you were right.
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pzyii · 6 months
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i love dawn and willows relationship like- so much. So honestly one of the things i spend most time thinking about is like times theyve bonded in the fake memories.
you want examples? well, i will provide:
the first time they met. willow is over at buffys house for the first time. she has no clue buffy has a sister cause buffys embarrassed. dawn has heard all about willow cause buffy thinks willow is fucking awsome. dawn pretty instanly very much agrees. Willow eats dinner at the summers, the whole family is bickering and apologises for it but willow being used to quiet and cold or just lonley dinners adores it.
Halloween in s2. Joyce is out of town (like in canon) and buffy sure as hell doesnt want to take dawn. and joyce doesnt want her with a stranger so willow offers to take her with the rest of her kids. Dawn who hasnt hit her growth spurt can wear the same costume as last year(a witch) and stays herself the whole night. When willow leaves the group to talk to giles she puts dawn in charge to make sure no one gets themselves or anyone else killed, her included. cause with slayer princess, shooty xander and cordelia, shes the most reliable and she knows dawn can be responsible if it calls for it, sometimes. Dawn loves willow more than ever and when its all over she quietly admits she was terrified and willow says she did wonderfully.
the end of s2. dawn is staying over at the hospital while willow is in her coma (and that way misses buffy and joyces fight). Shes as terrified as the rest. shes there when willow does her first spell, she thinks its so much cooler than being a slayer.
between season 2 and 3. joyce is depressed and spending alomst all her time looking for buffy. willow is guilty cause she thinks she failed the soul spell, and therefore caused buffy running away. she comes over with cookies and realises dawn is kinda being neglected, so she offers to babysit. Joyce appreciates it a lot. willow thinks its nice too, takes her mind of her guilt and this way she can get out of her empty house and almost pretend she has a family.(she does, the scoobies, dawn and joyce included, but like yk what i mean, normal family)
gingerbread. MOO never tried to kill dawn but they stopped her from interfering and kept her close saying stuff like "were doing this for you, the children". She doesnt talk to her mom to at least a week and when she bumps into Sheila in the street she spits on her.
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bridgeportbritt · 27 days
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Creeksbrey Ballroom | Umbrage, SimDonia
The guests have arrived! With lots of planning, strict NDAs, and a compressed thoroughly combed over guest list (at Grayson's request but Bria's sorrow) the guests were able to enter Creeksbrey Palace without causing media commotion. The guests include members of Grayson's family, Bria's close friends/special guests, senior Royals from Emmitt's family, the Selvadorada Royal family and the Lady of Umbrage's family.
@trentonsimblr @whitmoreroyals @storiesbyjes2g @ladybugsimblr @atreanroyals
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avedoodles · 24 days
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cowboys
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elevenhopperz · 7 months
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i am not sorry for the person i will become when that buffy audible podcast comes out.
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psychofreakforc · 9 months
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HEY YOU! YEAH, YOU!!!! I HAVE NEW SAM AND TARA THOUGHTS
When tara was 7, she didn't really like her freckles because she noticed that her mother and father didn't have them, sam didn't have them, and none of her friends had them. She saw them as a problem, something that was different and not normal.
Tara had to fix it.
A 12 years old sam, found her sister laying in her room in front of the mirror with some of their mother's make-up, her face was covered in a weird yellowish tint, sam immediately started to clean her sister's face before her mother could see it. Christina is well known for not being even slightly patient, and tara didn't deserve to be yelled at just because she's a curious little kid.
"Why did you do that, sweet girl?"
"I wanted to look pretty just like you, sammy"
"But you're already so beautiful tara, why would you say that?"
"You don't have these points on your face"
When sam realised tara was referring to her freckles, she made sure to show her just how pretty they made her. When tara felt insecure, sam used to count every freckle on her face and say to each one of them just how pretty they were. Little tara was always giggling when her sister was doing that.
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