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NSFW with Simon Kalivoda, please...

I'm currently working on something for this!! I'm super excited to post it and can't wait for y'all to read it!! 💕

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Anyone want any Tommy slater fics... 👉👈😳

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if u crack my head open and look inside youll see him

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Why, oh why, did they have to make young Nick Goode so good(e) looking... Like. I'm over here, a complete clown by the way, adoring this camper. And then 1666 hits me like a ton of fucking bricks... right to the face. Thanks, Fear Street... Thanks.

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You wanted some Fear Street 1994 requests? Can I get a Simon x gender neutral reader, preferably with a happy ending? Thank you!

Black Nail Polish and Kisses

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The low buzz of the TV had soothed you to sleep. You were sprawled out on your bed and dreaming, quite peacefully. A knock came from your window and you jolted awake. Your eyes moved towards the closed and locked window and you spotted Simon.

He was smiling, reassuring you. You sat up and moved to the window, still groggy. You let him in and rubbed at your eyes. Simon looked at you, smirking.

“What?” You whispered.

Simon shook his head, “You look so cute when you’re just waking up.”

“Shut up,” you shoved him, your face beginning to heat up, “what did you come here for? It’s-” You looked at the alarm clock on your nightstand, “one-thirty in the morning.”

Simon said nothing, he only showed you his hands. You cocked your head and he wiggled his fingers. His fingernails. Oh.

You nodded, “O’course,” yawning, you wandered over to your dresser. Grabbing the black nail polish, you motioned for Simon to follow you. He gladly did.

The two of you ended up on your bathroom floor and some dinky towel under both of you, as you painted Simon’s nails. Lying on the ground across from a sitting Simon, you were focused, extremely focused. You were biting your tongue as you gingerly ran the nail polish down his nails.

“Be careful,” Simon spoke, causing you to look up at him, “don’t bite your tongue.”

Pulling your tongue back in your mouth, you scowled up at him.

“Remind me why I’m doing this for you again?”

“Because you adore me.”

Once again, your face was on fire. You swallowed hard and rolled your eyes. Once you finished both of his hands you sat up, looking at your handiwork. You smiled at Simon and motioned towards his hands.

“All done!” You gave him a toothy grin, “Now, don’t fuck them up again. If you do, I’ll have to redo them. Then murder you.”

Simon laughed. “Fine then,” he shoved his hands in your face, “blow on them for me.”

You, sleepily, did. But then realized what you were doing. “No! Blow on them yourself.”

You stood up and walked from the bathroom, Simon quickly following you.

“Now,” you sat on the edge of your bed, “if my parents catch you here, we’re both dead. You can stay ‘til your nails dry.”

Simon nodded and sat beside you. He shifted, causing you to move in towards him and his wet nail grazed your sheets. You let out a groan and grabbed Simon’s hand. “Come on!” You whispered angrily at him, “I just told you-” You huffed, “I’m gonna fix it, one last time...”

You pulled Simon up, and back to your bathroom. Once again, he happily followed, not a word following from his smiling lips. You sat back down on the bathroom floor with him and aggressively pulled out the nail polish.

Biting your tongue, you wiped off the messed up polish and redid his nail once more. Simon watched you. Closely. Your eyes slowly moved up from his finger and to his eyes. You cocked your head when Simon did not say anything. With a furrow of your brows, you sat up and gave him a more confused look.

“Can I-” He paused, “Can I kiss you?”

Every single last breath seemed to escape your lungs. You swallowed hard, again, and only nodded.

Eagerly, Simon dove in. His lips hit yours and you quickly kissed back. Hands cupping his cheeks, you pulled him in closer. Simon was quick to pull you into his lap, causing you to straddle him.

You pulled away to breathe and his eyes never left yours, “You have no clue how long I've waited to do that…”

Pressing your forehead against his, you replied with a kiss. “You have no clue how long I’ve waited for you to do that.”

“Does this mean I can call you my girlfriend?”

You shoved his shoulder, “You’re such a goofball.” Your nose touched his, “Of course it does.”

“Good, oh, and,” Simon smirked, “I think I messed up my nails again.”

“Looks like you’re gonna have to stay a little longer, huh?”

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I'm probably going to write it either way, but i wanna know if y'all would want me to post this fic... SO, i'm whore knee for anything supernatural (not the show, they fantasy genre if you will), would y'all be interested in me posting this fic I'm writing? with more supernatural tones than there already are? It's a simon fic by the way!

Basically wondering if i'm the only who really loves supernatural type stuff... i just have this idea and wanna share it with people who would enjoy it!!!

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Not my closeted gay ass sobbing at fear street part 3 with my unsuspecting dad

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Characters I Write (Fear Street)

Since I've watched Part One and Part Two of Fear Street (and I'll be watching the third one tonight), I figured I'd make a little post of the the characters I write from that!

Simon (My Beloved ❤)

Kate

Deena

Sam

Ziggy

Cindy

If y'all have any suggestions on who else I should add, let me know!

Thanks so much, and requests are open!

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What would Simon Kalivoda's first time with the reader be like?

Hoo boi! I love that this gets to be my first Simon post. But since it's going to be NS///FW i will be posting it under a read more!

All characters are written as 18 and since this is gonna be not sfw Minors Don't Interact!!! THANK YOU!

He's literally so cute here i cry.... Now let's get on with the headcanons!

Simon is so goofy! Like just in general, but also when doing anything else, like making out or getting past first base.

So sweet and comforting and caring!

Just for sake of these headcanons, let's say y'alls first time is when the witchy stuff is happening.

You're in the bathroom with him and making sure there is no blood on him.

He sees some blood on your stomach and notices it's a small cut, he of course has to clean it for you. He just has to. He needs to be sure that it's completely clean.

When he's done making sure it's clean, and that you aren't in pain, he notices you staring down at him.

He stands back up, his eyes never leaving yours.

"Hey-" he begins, real slowly, "can I kiss you?"

You only nod.

His kiss is soft and slow at first, but as soon as you kiss back and snake your arms around his neck he loses all composure.

He has you pressed against the bathroom wall, tongue down your throat, hands wandering under your shirt.

"I've never done this..." You'd whisper to him.

"Yea, me neither, at least not physically," he smirks at you.

After he asks, and makes sure you're giving one hundred percent consent, he's all in baby!!

It's sloppy and fast, and he probably cums pretty quickly, but you reassure him it's okay!!!

He definitely loves foreplay! He wants you to feel good too!

Loves leaving little hickies/bite marks on your neck!

Makes jokes the entire time honestly, until he's about to cum cause that shit hits different so he ain't about to be joking.

I feel so strongly about simon i may write a fic based on this! let me know if you're interested in that!!

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I don't know if you accept this type of request, but if possible I would be very grateful. What would it be like if Simon from "the street of fear" was a yandere by the reader?

I'm so sorry, but i currently do not write Yandere themed requests! I know that may be weird considering my blog... but it's hard for me to write!

Thank you for interest though!

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I um, i may have watched Fear Street 1994, an I'm Luv It. I will be watching the second part soon. But i truly adore Simon and Kate, so I will now be writing for Fear Street!

If you are interested in that, please send in some Fear Street requests!

I will also be updating rules/info and anything else i really need to clean up!

Happy requesting~ 💞

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Howdy, hi, hello!! I’ve been Going Through It lately. BUT i still really love the slashers and would love to post on this blog again. I hope yall are doing fine! If yall want, you can send in asks, questions, requests, whatever! I just really wanna post on here again, and interact with yall again!!!

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Mads do be lookin thicc in Polar...

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I think I already asked about bo Sinclair, but I’ve noticed that you haven’t posted in days.. everything going okay?

Life has been tough, really tough (pretty sure I literally had The Virus and work sucks because of that so :)) but its going to get better. Even if I have to make it better myself.

Thank you so much for asking about me?? I logged our of this tumblr when shit hit the fan and just logged back on to see this, and just had to answer it... I'm okay. I think. Thank you ❤

Anyway, due to real life im unsure as to when ill be able to post my writing, but I'm gonna stick around if anyone wants to talk! And also, yes, I do write for Bo Sinclair, for whenever I'm able to write again!

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150 Angst/Horror Prompts

“The screams all sound the same…”

“You’re gone… I watched you disappear…”

“We all watched it happened, and time stood still.”

“It feels as if time hasn’t passed”

“I feel stuck. And everyone is moving without me.”

“They keep staring at me.”

“What if I never get better?”

“Why wont they wake up?”

“You said they’d come home. Where are they?”

“I used to think I didn’t deserve love. Now I know that it’s true.”

“We found you crying. What happened?”

“Who hurt you?”

“You’re scared…. and broken…”

“I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve you.”

“What did I do wrong?”

“It’s so cold…”

“Am I going to die?”

“Please answer me.”

“Nothing ever goes right!”

“Why do you have to ruin everything?!”

“Why do you hate me so much?”

“Things will be better this way.”

“I swear to god if you jump-”

“I trusted you.”

“I never thought this would happen.”

“This is all my fault.”

“You’re the worst mistake I’ve ever made!”

“Are you even listening?”

“Why are you always so sad?”

“Why have you been hiding this from us?”

“… Where did all of these scars come from?”

“Were you drinking again?”

“I gave you everything and this is how you repay me?”

“Did I ever even matter to you?”

“Would they even notice if I vanished?”

“What if I end up being forgotten?”

“I don’t know what I’d do without them.”

“I don’t think I can make it.”

“Why are you being so nice to me?!”

“You’re supposed to be yelling at me! And… and hitting me! Why aren’t you doing that?!”

“Please don’t look at me…”

“I never want to see your face again.”

“You’re dead to me.”

“I wish I never met you.”

“Why do you look at me like that?”

“I found those medical papers in your room… Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Are you going to be okay?”

“Stop lying to me!”

“Please, just breathe.”

“Where did you go?”

“I thought you died.”

“Why are you doing this to yourself?”

“I just wanted to help…”

“It hurts so much.”

“Why can’t I stop thinking about you?”

“I can’t feel anything anymore.”

“It never mattered anyway.”

“I’ll just be forgotten.”

“There’s too much going on!”

“I can’t think like this.”

“You will never be good enough.”

“It’s okay. They’re gone now.”

“Why did they have to be so cruel?”

“I hate you!”

“I didn’t mean it… Please forgive me.”

“Get out of my head.”

“Put the pills down.”

“I can’t hear you.”

“My eyes hurt… why can’t I see?”

“Bad dream?”

“My throat feels tight.”

“I-I can’t breathe!”

“Please help me!”

“I think I broke my leg-!”

“Quiet- I can hear it.”

“I want to cut your hand off so I can hold it forever.”

“Nothing could go wrong!”

“Where am I?”

“What did you do to them?!”

“Where are they?”

“Will they be okay?”

“Don’t turn around. It’s behind us.”

“Breathe slowly, show no signs of fear.”

“I think it’s touching me.”

“Hey, who turned out the lights?”

“There’s something in the kitchen.”

“Did you hear that?”

“Please tell me it’s just you down there.”

“If this is a joke it isn’t funny!”

“Where are you? I’m scared.”

“My light wont work.”

“This is all your fault!”

“Wake up!”

“Why aren’t they breathing?”

“Please tell me this is fake.”

"Just shut the hell up.”

“You’re the reason why I’m like this.”

“I thought you loved me.”

“If this is what you think is best…”

“Am I just a toy to you?”

“Nothing ever mattered to me.”

“I am damaged.”

“The weakest must go…”

“I can hear it calling my name.”

“I feel so sick.”

“I’m tired of living in a life where I’ll never be happy.”

“All I can think of are those rainy days.”

“Why can’t things just be the way they always have been?”

“Do you not care anymore?”

“I would rather die.”

“I’m tired of getting wounds that will never heal.”

“Why am I always so tired?”

“Is this what sadness does to people?”

“You mean to say that you’ve never been touched?”

“Please don’t touch me.”

“It feels gross.”

“It burns.”

“Stop! Turn it off!”

“Why are you doing this?!”

“Why can’t I make you happy?”

“I don’t need you anymore.”

“You were never useful to me.”

“Why are you still here?”

“You have a lot of nerve showing up here.”

“Please don’t shoot!”

“When they died, I feel as if I died with them.”

“Life isn’t worth living without you.”

“I need you. Why do you always leave me?”

“I thought I told you to leave.”

“Why is the window open?”

“This was the worst mistake I’ve ever made.”

“I had a dream where I killed you.”

“I had a dream where I killed myself.”

“Why won’t this nightmare end?”

“God must hate me.”

“I think the medicine is starting to kick in.”

“That wasn’t there before.”

“Who are all of these people?”

“I don’t remember who I used to be.”

“I deserve to rot.”

“We all know you hate me. Just admit it.”

“You promised me nothing would happen.”

“The creature is staring at me again.”

“We found you in the snow. What the hell happened?”

“Can you hear me?”

“Why am I always late?”

“This is all my fault.”

“They hate me, don’t they?”

“I just want to look at you.”

“I don’t want to fall asleep. I’m scared.”

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200 Dialogue Prompts

A. ANGST:

“I think we should break up.”

“You aren’t who I thought you were.”

“I don’t even know who you are anymore!”

“Why can’t you look at me?”

“What’s wrong?”

“You want to be with him/her/them, don’t you?”

“You promised you’d change!”

“Am I not enough for you?”

“What is so wrong with me?”

“I’m sick of trying.”

“I don’t want to be just friends.”

“I can’t trust you anymore.”

“I can’t even look at you.”

“Your problem isn’t me, your problem is _______” (Fill in the blank)

“I’m always wrong, aren’t I?”

“You said this time it’d be different.”

“Please give me a chance.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“I wish I’d never laid eyes on you.”

“I don’t love you anymore.”

“We can’t keep this up forever.”

“You make me feel so small.”

“Don’t leave me like this!”

“Don’t ever call me again.”

“Talk to me, please.”

“Don’t push me away.”

“This is your son/daughter.”

“I think I need a break from you.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I can’t promise you anything.”

“It’s better this way.”

“The baby… it’s yours.”

“After all this time, and you still can’t look me in the eye?”

“I can only blame myself.”

“I was only pretending.”

“It wasn’t your fault.”

“This is all because of you!”

“I don’t feel the same way.”

“Just go!”

“Please stay.”

“What aren’t you telling me?”

“It’s okay, you didn’t know.”

“Don’t tell me to keep calm!”

“I’m keeping the baby, with or without you.”

“I need to be alone.”

“Stop calling me.”

“I can’t remember why I ever loved you.”

“Don’t apologize; I know you don’t mean it.”

“I can’t believe what you’ve done.”

“I don’t need you, I’m fine on my own.”

B. FLUFF:

“Quit stealing all the pillows!”

“You want a bite?”

“Give me a second and I’ll show you.”

“You’ll play this game with me, won’t you?”

“What should we name him/her?”

“Have you ever played in the rain?”

“Is it hot in here or is that just you?”

“Why are your feet so cold?”

“Ride the Ferris wheel with me?”

“There’s room for two/three!”

“Stop that, I’m ticklish!”

“Put your finger here while I go get the tape.”

“Here’s my number!”

“You want chocolate or vanilla?”

“Your hands are so warm!

“Are you sure you’re not tired? Because you’ve been running through my mind all day.”

“You’re sweeter than candy.”

“You smell really nice.”

“Your hair’s so soft…”

“You’re my new pillow.”

“Can I rub your back?”

“If nothing lasts forever, will you be my nothing?”

“I think I love you.”

“Can I kiss you?”

“Hold my hand.”

“It’s not morning yet.”

“Stay for a little longer…”

“Of course I’m happy! How far along are you?”

“You’re so beautiful.”

“I’ll always be here for you.”

“You are my love.”

“You were right here all along.”

“Do you want my coat? It’s really cold out here.”

“You don’t need keys to drive me crazy.”

“Do you want to get dinner sometime?”

“Call me whenever… no really.”

“You’ve got flour on your cheek.”

“Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”

“You don’t have to leave so soon.”

“You could put your feet in my lap, you know.”

“I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

“We’re pregnant!”

“Are you science? Because I’ve got my ion you.”

“We could try cuddling.”

“Stop being so cute.”

“Are you okay?”

“Our relationship is the most important thing in my life.”

“You can sleep, I’ll keep you safe.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything.”

C. HURT/COMFORT

“I came as soon as I heard!”

“Get back in bed, you’re not healed yet!”

“I’m not leaving your side.”

“I don’t care, I’m not staying in bed!”

“You can put your cold feet on me.”

“Want me to hold your hand?”

“Move as little as possible.”

“Hey… you’re awake!”

“Stay close, please?”

“Don’t look at me… I’m sick!”

“I think I’m going to puke…”

“I’ve never felt worse.”

“Does it hurt badly?”

“Don’t move, I’ll get help!”

“I’m so tired I can barely move.”

“How many fingers am I holding up?”

“Can you see me?”

“I’m coming for you, don’t move!”

“Want some tea?”

“Can you please stop eating that? The smell is making me nauseous.”

“Where are you? Tell me where you are.”

“Morning sickness isn’t always in the morning.”

“Eat your soup before it gets cold.”

“I want more noodles… that’s just broth and you know it.”

“Can I have a glass of water?”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

“Yes, I’m taking care of them. They’re coming home with me.”

“Do you want me to get more blankets?”

“Did you have another nightmare?”

“Can you come pick me up?”

“Just breathe. Breath with me.”

“Where did all those bruises come from?”

“Talk to me. You can’t take on all of this alone.”

“I think I have a band-aid in my purse…”

“I’ll need something stronger than this.”

“Stop telling me you’re okay.”

“The sight of blood makes me pass out.”

“I’m in the hospital.”

“Just keep pressure on it.”

“You should probably eat something.”

“Oh hey… you’re here.”

“Oh, don’t cry. I hate it when you cry.”

“You don’t have to sleep here just because I got admitted.”

“You’re burning up.”

“When’s the last time you slept?”

“Hey, hey… it’s just me.”

“Calm down…”

“Because I care about you!”

“I don’t know where I am!”

“How drunk was I?”

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Gonna try to make a masterlist for yall... in the meantime, im gonna reblog (maybe a couple of) prompt list(s) for yall to send in prompts since we hit 1,000 followers!!