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i want to write for more female characters but i don't know who all i should write about, smh.

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person who really wants to talk about scream 1996: haha that’s a really funny story. makes me laugh. you know what the opposite of laughing is it’s screaming. and funny you should bring that up

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Like to STAB

Reblog to STAB AGAIN

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#Stay away from the produce section!!! (insp)

Companion (2025) // Fresh (2022) // You (2018 - 2025)

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Just saw Heretic and it is so right about the inherent horror in questioning your beliefs, in the dawning realization that the people you trusted were lying to you (sometimes, intentionally), and that the quest for truth can feel like a slow descent into the pit.

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HERETIC 2024 | dir. Scott Beck & Bryan Woods

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Tasty 🫦

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Carrie 1976, dir. Brian De Palma

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they traumatized a man with big brown doe eyes and a slutty waist and they want me to be normal about it ?

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SCREAM — Wes Craven (1996)

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𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝑮𝒐𝒏𝒆: 𝑺𝒌𝒚𝒆 𝑹.

{Not really anything to tag other than the 'pun' in the title LMFAOO. Also not really an imagine or anything, mainly just a blurb of groupie!Y/N or FWB!Y/N with Skye and shit just happened before anything could happen. Basically just a short angst, that's all it is. I might add more to it later but... who knows, lol.}

(Y/N) never had meant for it to get that complicated. It was supposed to be simple—no feelings, no expectations, just stolen moments behind closed doors. Skye Riley had a world at her feet, sold-out shows, flashing cameras, fans screaming her name until their voices gave out, more than several albums winning awards.

She was that girl. Absolute popstar sensation; that was Skye Riley. 

And yet, somehow, in the quiet hours of the night, she always had found her way back to (Y/N), back in the comfort of her arms and desperate for her touch, pleading for her lips upon her very own.

Tonight had been no different. (Y/N) leaned against the hotel room door, arms crossed as she watched Skye kick off her high heeled boots, her usual cocky grin tugging at her lips as she looked at up at (Y/N), her smile sending (Y/N)'s pulse to quicken, heart practically skipping under her chest.

“You missed me,” Skye teased, voice low and teasing. "I can see it in your eyes. You missed me." She giggled. 

(Y/N) rolled her eyes, ignoring the way the butterflies in her stomach began to flutter.

"Yeah, sure, yet you were the one who dialed my number... so, in all reality, I think it's you that missed me." Skye giggled  again in response, not confirming or denying the statement that left (Y/N)'s lips,  the giggle that erupted out of her own mouth was as smooth like the wine  she probably had before slipping away from whatever afterparty she was supposed to be at. Her fingers toyed with the hem of her shirt, but she didn’t pull it off—not yet.

Skye just watched (Y/N), waiting. Always waited for her to follow through, always made sure (Y/N) wanted this as badly as she did.

(Y/N) hated that she had this effect on her. The way she could just stand there, looking like pure sin in a short skirt and a half-unbuttoned shirt, and make her forget every rule she tried to set for herself.

“I should go,” she said, even though they both knew she wouldn’t. (Y/N) didn't even try to leave. Didn't even budge from where she had been standing. Like a deer in headlights, she remained rooted in the ground, her own eyes locked on Skye. 

Skye took a slow step toward her, closing the space between them. “But you won’t.” She replied in a matter of fact tone.

(Y/N) swallowed hard, her back pressing against the door as Skye reached out, tracing a finger along her jaw, sending shivers to breakout across her skin.  It was unfair, really, how easy it was for Skye to get her to become a mess so easily, so quickly.

“This doesn’t mean anything,” she whispered, as if saying it out loud would make it true. Skye smiled again,  her lips barely brushing hers as she leaned closer to (Y/N).  The scent of weed still hung in the air, mingling with the faint traces of wine that lingered on Skye's breath as well.

“Sure, baby, Whatever you say. It never means anything. It's just a quick fuck..." She paused, as if the words that she said had hurt to even say them. Hell, hearing them had caused an ache in (Y/N)'s chest.  "That's all this is." 

But they both knew the truth. Before either could speak, they crashed into a desperate kiss, devouring each other as if they were starving and the only thing that could satisfy their hunger was the taste of each other, their hands all over one another.

 Skye and (Y/N) knew it was way more than a simple 'quick fuck' but both were too scared to admit it. 

Had (Y/N) known what the next week would bring for Skye Riley, she would have told her she loved her. Maybe then, things would have been different. Maybe she wouldn’t have spiraled... maybe... just maybe.

But would it have even mattered? Would love have been enough to save her?

Stories and movies on the big screen always claimed love could fix anything, that it could pull people back from the edge. But how true was that, really? 

(Y/N)’s heart ached at the thought that she never even got the chance to find out if love could have saved her.

The day she was finally ready to confess, she saw it—staring back at her from the small screen of her phone, the headline in bold, unmissable letters:

"SKYE RILEY: FROM POPSTAR SENSATION TO POPPING HER HEAD OUT IN FRONT OF THOUSANDS,  TRAMATAZING EVERYONE AT HER COME-BACK CONCERT—WHAT WENT WRONG AND THE DAYS FOLLOWING OF SKYE RILEY'S MENTAL BREAKDOWN."

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rewatched smile 2 last night with friends.... am tempted to write a story of skye riley.... much tempted.

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Nooo its just a tramp stamp of a zombie bite haha :) swats your hand away with inhuman strength that surprises even me

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My Bloody Valentine (2009)

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*trying to say i like a fictional character* yeah he activates my predator animal drive

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they call me the guy whos afraid of everything because. what was that. whos there