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About Me
I’m Saffron, I’m twenty, and I have always loved horror movies, like it’s a bit of an obsession <3 I’m also quite slow at updating fics lol sorry xD I have terrible motivation
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send in requests for anything, there’s a chance I might not do the request but I’ll try my best,
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If sending in a request for a fic, you’d prefer a GN!Reader, just add in just GN! as Fem!Reader is my personal preference :) Also just a quick disclaimer for you horny freaks (aka also me) I am unable to write smut, i physically can’t do it. I might try my hand at it one day but that’s definitely not the type of thing I write, (but it’s almost all i read)
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I’m not dead, so I’m not done
^☆ Synopsis: Even after trying to escape the tragedy of the Woodsboro murders, the ghosts of her past continue to follow her.
^☆ Pairing: ex!Stu Macher x Reader / Sidney Prescott x Reader
^☆ Word Count: 1.6k
^☆ Warnings: mentions of death, tiny bit of angst in regards to the readers relationship to Stu, fluff, cliffhanger ending (sorry), mentions of blood
^☆ Authors Note: This is the first fic I’ve written in a while so hopefully I’m not rusty, anyway feel free to leave requests, the story doesn’t use (y/n) and is in a female pov
1996 - 261 Turner Lane
Her eyes were drawn to the grotesque scene that was playing out before her eyes, both her friends tangled in a harrowing struggle for survival, she stood transfixed by the nightmarish display of desperation and violence.
As they tumbled over the couch, the air erupted with a cacophony of exploding pillows, their fluffy contents bursting forth like a storm of feathers. The room seemed to transform into a battlefield, the innocent pillows transformed into chaotic projectiles, adding an unsettling surrealness to the already intense struggle between Stu and Sidney.
Glancing quickly over her shoulder, Billy was sprawled across the hallways. His body was splayed on the floor, contorting with pain, clutching his side where Sidney had impaled him with an umbrella when she burst from the closet, taunting him with the ghostface costume.
The air crackled with tension as she stood there, a formidable force, challenging him to face the consequences of his wicked actions, she wasn’t going to let him get away with this.
In that moment, the world started to gain traction, the world no longer filled with static and white noise. Scrambling without thought, frantically rushing forward to help Sidney and restrain Stu from hurting her best friend.
Wrapping her arms around Stu, she gripped him in a tight embrace, her arms enveloping him with a firmness that evoked memories of the past, where she would hold him just like that. The days where she would sneak up on him as he stood by his locker, obsessively recounting the horror movie he had watched the night before in excruciating detail, to a content Billy who listened to his incessant rambling with a grin on his face. How he would tug her under his arms to give her a hug and a small peck before continuing as adamantly as before. The two people she trusted most in the world lay before her, grievously wounded and marred by the violence they had unleashed. leaving a trail of destruction in their wake, targeting her friends and even attempting to end her own life. The trust she had once placed in them had been shattered, replaced by an overwhelming sense of fear and disbelief.
Stu was different, he wasn’t the same boy who would walk her home from school everyday to make sure she was “safe from Randy,” the sick grin plastered to his face, eyes wide from adrenaline, blood dripping all down his body, he had undergone a chilling transformation into a disfigured version of the person he once was. His eyes, once filled with warmth and familiarity, now glowed with a sinister light, reflecting the depths of his corrupted soul. The scars of his transformation told a haunting tale of the torment that had consumed him, warping his humanity beyond recognition. It was a jarring sight, a stark reminder that evil had taken hold and twisted his very essence.
In a desperate bid for freedom, Sidney's instincts kicked into overdrive. With a surge of adrenaline, she seized the nearest object within reach—a heavy plant pot—and swung it with all her might, shattering it against his head.
The impact reverberated through the air, a resounding crack that echoed with a mix of surprise and pain. Stunned, he faltered, his grip on her weakening as his senses reeled from the unexpected blow. It was a momentary reprieve, an opportunity for Sidney to break free from his clutches and gather her wits, quickly seizing her arms, that were still clutching at Stu, pulling her to her side, the eerie glow of Halloween illuminated the room, a haunting silence filled the room, broken only by shallow breaths and groans from Stu who painfully attempted to twist his marred body onto his back, gazing up at the two girls who’s eyes were locked in noiseless conversation, as if communicating with telepathy.
With a nod both girls gripped the side of the tv and pushed it onto Stu, the image of the Stus flailing body, burned into her retinas, his hands grasping at the surface to attempt to alleviate his suffering, his groans began to quiet down as Sidney entangled their fingers and dragged her away desperately trying to get them out of the situation, hoping fervently that Dewey would be here any second with backup. While being tugged away, she took a final glance towards Stus body, a glint of light catching her eye. There on his wrist peering slightly over the fallen sleeve of his beige cashmere sweater, now tainted by splotches of red, lay the bracelet she had made him on their first date, the sage string wove through pieces of sea glass they had stumbled upon on the beach.
It was the only part of “her Stu” she had left
1997 - Windsor College
As they strolled back to the campus from their date, her heart swelled with an overwhelming love for Sidney. The connection they shared had blossomed amidst the darkness and trauma they had both experienced. They had become each other's pillars of strength, providing unwavering solace in the face of unimaginable horrors.
The loss of Stu left a profound void in the her heart, a hollow ache that echoed with the weight of what could have been. She had once been deeply devoted to Stu, a bond that had now been shattered by the revelation of his involvement in the horrors that unfolded. She was consumed by a maelstrom of emotions—grief, anger, and a profound sense of betrayal. It was as if the foundation of their past had crumbled, leaving behind a sense of loss that cut deep.
But Sidney, she filled that hole, she had a key lodged into the keyhole of her heart and it might as well have been stuck in there with gorilla glue, Sidney's presence had become a beacon of hope, a reminder that healing was possible even in the wake of unspeakable darkness. She admired her for her resilience, her ability to rise above the trauma that threatened to consume her. In Sidney, she found inspiration and a profound love that transcended the scars —physical and mental— left by the past.
In moments of vulnerability, they had cried together, finding solace in their shared pain. They had held each other in the darkest of nights, lending strength when one faltered, reminding each other that they were survivors, not defined by their past but shaped by their determination to move forward.
With each passing day, their love grew deeper and more profound. They were intertwined in a bond forged by empathy and understanding, knowing that they held the power to heal one another's wounds. She cherished every moment spent with Sidney, witnessing her growth and finding solace in their shared journey.
Together, they had become each other's safe haven, a sanctuary where the weight of the past could be shed and replaced with love, support, and healing. She knew that they were forever changed by Sidney's presence in their life, grateful for the way she had helped them navigate their own trauma and find strength within themselves.
The night air whispered against their skin, carrying with it a promise of new beginnings. As they approached her dormitory, the anticipation in her heart grew. She longed to spend more time with the person who had become her rock, to continue exploring the depths of their bond.
Sidney's fingertips tingled with the desire to hold the her close, to feel their warmth and reassurance envelop her. The vulnerability she had shared with them had fostered a profound sense of trust. In that moment, as they stood outside the dorm, Sidney couldn't help but marvel at the way life had woven their paths together.
“Hey I had a great time tonight Sid, thanks so much, I owe you a meal next time,” she giggled as she leaned in to press her lips to her girlfriends, Sidney sighed against her lips.
“Glad you did, now, you have to work on that assignment, I’m not letting you blame me for you failing your class,” Sidney pressed her pointed finger at her chest, lightly shoving her back into the dorm.
A shocked look hung over her face,
“Sid!”
“Goodnight sweetheart,” Sidney sent her a small wink as she closed the door, a wave of embarrassment flooded her cheeks, staining them red, “ugh that girl, I don’t know what I’m going to do-“
The air seemed charged, almost heavy with anticipation. Their senses heightened, and then, it hit them—a scent that sent a shiver down their spine.
A mix of cologne and sweat lingered in the room, a scent that lingered oh so familiarly on their palette. It brought back memories—both joyful and painful—of something. The fragrance seemed to fill the air, wrapping around them like a phantom presence. Goosebumps erupted across their skin, an involuntary reaction to the uncanny sensation.
The room carried the unmistakable scent of Stu.
She stood frozen, her gaze scanning the room for any signs of Stu's presence. Was it just a trick of the mind, a residue of memories clinging to the air? Or was there something more sinister at play? The scent seemed to hang in the room like an omen, a chilling reminder of the past they thought they had left behind.
With a mixture of trepidation and curiosity, she moved closer to the source of the scent. She traced its path, her fingertips trembling, and her mind racing with unanswered questions. How could Stu's scent be here, in their room, after all this time?
In that moment, the world seemed to tilt on its axis. The past collided with the present, and the line between reality and nightmare blurred, reduced to nothing but a hazy fog. As they inhaled once again, the scent of Stu clung to their senses, leaving them with an unsettling realization—perhaps the ghosts of the past were not so easily forgotten, as a familiar shine of sea glass captured her attention.
If you want I could make a part 2 but idk (/ω＼)
what movie do y’all know front to back like it doesn’t even have to necessarily be Good,, it’s just something you’ve seen so many times that the dialogue is printed into the very core of your being
Boyfriend, killer. Boyfriend, killer? TIMOTHY OLYPHANT AS MICKEY ALTIERI IN SCREAM 2 (1997)
KINKTOBER/GORETOBER 2021 MASTERLIST
the three goretober prompts will end with **
1. Face-Sitting ; Sidney Prescott
2. Vanilla ; Carrie White
3. Hair-Pulling ; Billy Loomis
4. Disembowelment ; Billy Loomis and Stu Macher **
5. Uniforms ; Lester Sinclair
6. Cock Worship ; Vincent Sinclair
7. Role Play ; Randy Meeks
9. Forced Orgasm ; Asa Emory
10. Praise Kink ; Keiji ‘Red’ Devlin
11. Recorded Sex ; Carrie White
12. Body Worship ; Randy Meeks
13. Face Fucking ; Dewey Riley
14. Orgasm Control/Edging ; Nancy Downs
15. Melting ; HoW **
16. Massage ; Ian McKinley
17. Pegging ; Bo Sinclair
18. Sex Work ; Randy Meeks
19. Glove Kink ; David TLB
20. Video Call Sex ; Poly!Ghostface
21. Wax Play ; Vincent Sinclair
22. Thigh Riding ; Tatum Riley
23. Squirting ; Randy Meeks and Mickey Altieri
24. Predator/Prey Dynamics ; Buddy Swanson and Sam Wescott
25. Titty Fucking ; Bo Sinclair (Masc!Reader)
25. Titty Fucking ; Bo Sinclair (Fem!Reader)
26. Strap ; Sidney Prescott
27. Dumbificition ; Poly! The Lost Boys
28. Corruption ; Tiffany Valentine
29. Period Sex ; Stu Macher
30. Bodies ; Asa Emory **
31. Degradation ; Sidney and Tatum
You could say what happened in that theater is a direct result of the movie itself.
SIDNEY PRESCOTT - Scream 2 (1997)
NEVE CAMPBELL as SIDNEY PRESCOTT SCREAM 2 (1997)
mickey's obsession with billy and stu
My grandma's bird goes crazy for Cotton Weary every time he speaks, for some reason. #1 Cotton Weary fan is a pineapple green-cheek conure
WEEZER
dawgs i got bored one night and made this ignore how bad i am at digital art that’s what makes this funnier
COULD YOU PLEASE WRITE A CUTE ETHAN LANDRY FIC?? thank you 🫶
Ok I'll try my best
"Hey Sam do you still have a room at your apartment?" Y/n didn't move out of woodsboro like the rest of the group
"I'm sorry y/n but someone already filled out the application. She's moving in today" y/n sighed
"Ok it's alright" y/n reassured
"Try chad, he already has a roommate but they have an extra room" y/n smiled
"Ok, thanks Sam. Hopefully I'll see you soon" they said their goodbyes and hung up. Y/n scrolled through her contacts until Chad's popped up. She hit dial and waited nervously
"Y/n!" She could hear the twins excitement in his voice
"Hey Chad. I was trying to find a place to stay for when I move down there and Sam said I should try your place. Do you have any room for me?" She asked Hopefully. Chad chuckled
"Always girl! We have an extra room but I have a roommate, ethan. He's sort of shy" chad warned. Y/n smiled
"Sounds like me when I first met you guys" chad chuckled
"You're sorta right but he's really cool. I can't wait for you guys to meet!" Y/n chuckled when hearing how happy her friend is
"Alright, I'll head up there in 2 days" once they said their goodbyes y/n had packed two of her suitcases
Once she got in new York city she called chad and asked for directions
"Wow this campus is huge. Are you sure you're not in a frat?" Y/n joked. Chad huffed
"They couldn't handle me" y/n laughed. The GPS showed she was 2 miles away
"Alright I'm almost there. Be outside for me ok?" She told him before hanging up. Her GPS led her to a nice enough apartment. She pulled into the driveway behind a car and got out
"Chad?" She called out. She didn't hear anything until a sudden voice spoke
"He'll be out in a minute, he's just got to get dressed" y/n flinched at the unknown voice. Just them a cute guy showed himself. Y/n let out an airy laugh
"You scared the hell out of me. Hi, I'm y/n" she held her hand out for the boy to shake. He smiled and quickly shook her hand
"Sorry, I'm ethan" he smiled shyly. Suddenly the door swung open
"Y/n!" Chad engulfed her into a hug as soon as he walked out. She hugged onto him for dear life
"I missed you so much" she hugged him tighter
"Woah, chill girl. I think you might've broken one of my ribs" they both chuckled and she let go
"Let's get these inside" chad walked to the trunk and grabbed one of her suit cases
Y/n just finished unpacking the last of her things. Chad had to go, he was late for a class so that leaves you and ethan at the apartment. Y/n walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge, she scanned everything until she saw their (favorite soda). She grabbed it and closed the fridge
Y/n turned to leave but ethan popped up out of nowhere frightening the girl
"Jesus h christ. You need a bell on you or something" she joked. Ethan face God red from embarrassment
"Sorry. You're really jumpy" he commented. Y/n couldn't help it, after what happened in woodsboro she couldn't trust another person again unless it was her friends
"Yeah, I guess you could say that" she chuckled. Ethan looked to her curiously
"I don't want to pry and-and you can just shut this down but... what happened to you in woodsboro. Chad had already told me the gist of it but I barely heard of you" his face was unsure if he should be asking this
"It's fine. I wasn't with chad and the others most of the time. Before all that happened I'd usually be at a party like al.lst every night" y/n chuckled at the fond memories
"What happened?" He questioned, voice soft and comforting
"That night at Amber's house when she almost killed us, she had gotten me alone and I didn't believe her to be the killer. That was until she had me pushed against a door with a knife to my throat" y/n had fake amusement in her voice towards the end
"But she didn't do it?" Man he has a lot of questions but y/n was patient
"She did just not up here" she tapped her neck. She lifted her shirt and there on her stomach was a huge scar
"I tried pushing her off and she shoved that knife in me" y/n chuckled. Ethan was admiring the scar
"Why didn't you move down here with the rest of them?" He wondered, getting a closer look at the scar
"I didn't know if I could trust anyone after that, especially my friends but I realized they went through it too. I should've come down here sooner" y/n's voice goes soft. Ethan grazes the scar with his fingers. Y/n's skin erupts with goosebumps as her face turns red
"I think it's beautiful" he voices his opinion. Y/n covers her face in her hand
"Thank you" she was able to say after clearing her throat
He snapped out of the trance and had a bashful look on his face
"Sorry" the atmosphere was awkward but that's not what y/n wants. She puts a hand on his shoulder
"It's ok ethan, I liked it" she smiled and his eyes went a little wide
"I've got to get a shower, we'll talk later" she spoke with confidence. He nodded his head and had a cute smile
Y/n was done out of the shower and had her pj's on which was just shorts and a big shirt she had gotten from thrifiting. She nestled down on the couch to watch a movie she loved until she fell asleep halfway through it. Ethan walked in and saw how her skin had goosebumps, he grabbed a blanket from their closet and tucked her in
Ethan definitely liked her, now he's screaming at himself because he'll have to figure out a way to get her out of the plan
Hello, could you possibly do a sam carpenter x fem reader where the reader had a nightmare about sam being the killer and then the reader like wakes up like panicked and shaking and it wakes sam up and sam comforts her? If not then it’s totally fine!!🫶🫶
of course
Y/n was walking down town when she heard her phone ring. She checked to see who it was but the number was anonymous. She debated if she should answer the call but decided to do so in case it was one of her friends
"Hello?" She spoke with a soft voice. She heard breathing on the other side of the line. She almost hung up thinking it was a prank call
"Hello y/n" a deep voice spoke. She started to get nervous
"Do I know you?" She kept her composure tight. She started walking down an alley to get to her shared apartment with her girlfriend and their friends
"Oh you have no idea. How's that girlfriend of yours?" Y/n froze on the spot, her breath caught in her throat
"If this is a prank it's seriously not funny asshole" she tried to speak confidently but her voice started to tremble
"I know its not. I want to see what your insides look like" the deep voice spoke maliciously. Y/n started frantically looking around her
"I'm serious! I'm hanging up" she went to press the button before she heard rumbling behind her. She quickly turned to be met with nothing
"You hang up and I'll gut you like a fish!" The deep voice sounded angry and out of patience. Y/n's breath started to speed up
"What the hell do you want from me?" She spoke in fear
"I told you, I want to see" she started hearing the voice behind her, "What your insides look like!" She turned quickly to be met with a Ghostface mask. Y/n tried to turn away and run but the killer caught her arm before she could
The killer revealed their knife in their hand, ready to stab. Y/n knee'd the person in their stomach and as they lurched over y/n tried to make a break for it. It wasn't too long before the killer caught up to her and knocked her to the ground. Y/n looked into the masks eyes in terror that this might be her last day on earth
The killer grabbed the bottom of their mask and lifted it. Their face was uncovered and it was Sam
"Sam!? Why are you doing this!? Please let me go!" Y/n pleaded with tears in her eyes. Sam smirked down at her girlfriend
"Sorry baby, it's time for you to go" Sam spoke with amusement in her voice. Sam pulled the knife back with both hands and the knife cam hurling forward
Y/n woke up with heavy breathing. She quickly removed the blankets from herself and huddled her feet towards her chest. Y/n started crying from fear, she couldn't think about anything else in that moment
Sam blinked her eyes quickly. She heard y/n's sobs and immediately sat up
"Y/n?" Sam asked still groggy. Y/n flinched when she heard Sam's voice, "honey are you ok?" Sam tried to move her hand to y/n's arm but y/n flinched away and looked up to Sam with fear and guilt in her eyes
"Hey, hey. Baby it's alright, it's ok. You're fine. I got you, you're ok" Sam came closer and rested her hands on each side of y/n's face. Y/n couldn't move. Sam moved to lay behind her and pulled her into her chest while wrapping her arms around her
"You're safe, I promise" Sam spoke while lightly playing with her scalp soothing y/n. Y/n clung to Sam's arm on her stomach. After a minute y/n had calmed down
"Are you ok?" Sam asked softly. Y/n didn't say a thing. Sam became increasingly worried
"Do you want to talk about it?" Sam asked. Y/n pondered on whether or not to tell her that she had a dream where the love of her life killed her. Ultimately she decided to or else she wouldn't be able to look at Sam
Y/n softly removed Sam's hands and turned to face her
"I- um had a dream where you were the... k-killer and you went after me" y/n admitted. She could see the hurt and guilt in her eyes. Sam always wanted to protect y/n against the hate Sam got for woodsboro but she couldn't stop it all. Too many people online talk about it for it not to pop up anywhere on your social media
"I would never hurt you y/n. I just want to keep you safe. I'm sorry you got involved in all of this, I never meant for this to happen" Sam apologized. Y/n had a sorrowful look on her face
"It's not your fault Sam. People are just assholes and completely oblivious. You almost died and now you're getting blamed for it. You have nothing to apologize for to me" y/n spoke softly and held Sam's hands. Sam smiled softly at the reader
"As long as you're wiry me I will keep you safe and I would rather it be me than you. I could never lose you y/n" she spoke honestly. Y/n smiled softly. She laid back down on Sam's stomach
"I'm sorry for waking you up" y/n mumbled. Sam huffed a smile
"It's ok, wake me up anytime you need" Sam bent down and placed a kiss on the top of their head
Hey I really love your scream fics! Could I request Sam x fem reader where they had been dating for awhile set within the scream 6 ending but it is Reader not Tara who hangs over the balcony and Sam has to wrestle with her feelings before letting her go
that sounds amazing oml. I can definitely try. btw I couldn't find any gifs of that scene
Sam and y/n raced up the ladder to get away from the three Ghostface killers. They carefully walked along the edge until y/n heard a gunshot aimed towards her. Y/n quickly fell and held onto the edge the best she could with blood on her hands but couldn't keep a grip, right before she fell Sam grabbed onto her hand
Sam felt her heart pounding in her chest
"I can't! I can't hold on!" Y/n shouted terrified. Sam tried to soothe her
"It's okay" just then ethan jumped in the air aiming his knife towards y/n. Y/n shrieked
"No!" Sam screamed, scared of losing her girlfriend. Ethan kept swinging his knife up in the air
"I've always wanted to stick something in you y/n!" He shouted. Y/n was disgusted by the comment
"Fuck you!" She shouted
"Fuck you!" He screamed full of rage
Sam was holding on for dear life to the girl but she kept slipping. Just then Sam turned to see quinn had made her way upstairs. She looked down at y/n worriedly, y/n saw Quinn and turned to her girlfriend fast
"You guys are so fucked now!" Y/n just wanted to shut him up. Sam looked towards the gun on the floor
"Sam" y/n called. Quinn started coming closer and Sam was struggling to hold onto her girlfriend
"Sam?" Sam turned towards y/n
"Let me go" y/n spoke confidently. Sam immediately responded
"No!" She held her grip tighter as y/n let one of her hands fall
"Yeah let her go Sam! Come on!" Ethan spoke
"Shut the fuck up ethan! God were you this annoying the whole time?" Y/n turned her head and shouted at the boy
"I'll fucking kill you!" Y/n had made him mad again
"I'll kill you virgin piece of shit!" Y/n screamed full of rage then turned back to sam
Quinn got even closer to Sam while ethan tried to stab at y/n from below again
"Trust me" y/n looked at Sam, her face practically begging, "you have to let me go." She spoke
Sam grabbed her dad's knife and handed it to y/n. Y/n grabbed the knife and said one last thing
"Kill that motherfucker" Sam nodded and let go of y/n's arm
Y/n landed on top of ethan. Ethan stabbed her in the stomach and twisted the knife
"Gotcha!" Ethan shouted like an excited little kid who just caught someone during hide and seek. Y/n had enough. She grabbed the knife Sam had given her and plunged it into ethans mouth
Quinn looked down in horror as ethan was choking on his own blood. Sam smirked as y/n twisted the knife, making ethans eyes go wide
"Now you can shut the fuck up" y/n whispered to him before yanking the knife back out. His blood splattered all over y/n as she started sobbing, at least now he can't terrorize her and her friends
"Looks like you're down another brother" Sam spoke in a condescending voice to Quinn, y/n chuckled after hearing that. Quinn started screaming and charging at Sam until Sam shot her right through the head
Bailey stood horrified at the scene of his daughter
"And you're down another child" y/n spoke to Bailey from the first floor
hey guys so I can write for shows/movies like scream (my main one), the maze runner, the summer I turned pretty, you, marvel, and alice in borderland
my requests are always open
Perfect Pictures
Mickey Altieri x Reader
TW: 18+ | Possessive | Stalking | Kidnapping | Video taping | Picture taking | Dead dove do not eat | Bondage |
All content that you consume on your media is your thing, I don't care what you do.
"Guess what, Beautiful?"
the echo of his foot steps surrounded your isolation, banging in your ear drums as your head lulls to the side.
"You made the front cover! Again!" You could hear his excitement, if not in his voice, you could hear it in the way he moved, the wrinkling of the news papers waving in his over enthusiastic hand gestures.
Your arm ached as he leaned over your chair, the feeling of his breath hitting the side of your face made you want to gag.
"I always knew you could do it, You're Picture perfect." His whispers blow around your left ear, you could feel his jeans crinkle against your arm, his zipper scraping into your skin as he bends down, breathing heavily into the side of your neck.
the pitch black fabric wrapped around your eyes insured little comfort, your head felt like a balloon being lifted into the air, a stabbing spike hitting the side of your brain.
a small. wet. kiss hit the side of your neck, a pit wanted to swallow you whole. your eyebrows furrowed as small dark patches seep into the fabric, an uncomfortable chill running down your spine.
His forehead rests in the crook of your neck, a slight groan crawled its way up your throat as he moves his left arm to rest in front of him. with a slight tilt on his wrist, you could hear the waves of paper balancing through the air.
"They used the wrong photo." He mumbled, a sigh escaping his nose as he sits up, a small whish cut through the air as the sheets flopped on the floor, discarded in disgust. "Your school photos always looked so... forced." his hand lightly touches your head, a small stroke from his thumb. "Amateurs."
"The pictures we take are masterpieces. Don't you think so?" He lifted himself off of your arm, moving around to only god knows where.
"I wonder if I gave your parents those photos we took at the end of last term. Do you think they would use them? That smile you had while you presented your year end project. You looked so nervous, so shy..." click
a heavy weight hits the side of your head as your head falls forward, parts of your hair falling over your face, sticking to your forehead.
click, click
"You must be one of the descendants of Aphrodite, and I'm your fierce lover. Aphrodite and Ares, Love of the ages. Passionate," click "Secretive" click click "Complex." he sighs, all you could hear was fabric moving around, until hurried footsteps come to a stop in front of you.
His hands reach up, steady on the sides of your head, cupping your face, lifting your soaked face towards his prying eyes. Piercing even shrouded in silence.
His thumbs, caressing your cheeks. Cold hands burning against your heated cheeks. His left hand sliding up to catch against the fabric boundary, the smallest protection you have, being able to pretend like its all a dream, just a bad dream.
Then just like that, a piercing white stabs your eyes, your head shooting to the right, rolling on your shoulders.
You could hear Mickey tutting as his right hand caresses your jaw, this thumb following the outline of the duct tape glued onto your damp skin.
"Your eyes were always so sensitive, That's what makes them so beautiful." He leans towards your face, his thumb stroking your cheek in false comfort. "You're perfect."
His hand gliding to take a hold of your chin, slowly tilting your head back, eyes slowly fluttering open to the beaming square stage lights in all directions.
Beyond the dark glow of his silhouette, a bold flashing red light, the reflective surface mocking you, a sick memory to relive.
It felt like hours before he decided to step back, releasing all contact, allowing gravity to pull your head to sag in front of you.
"Now, princess.. we have to look at the camera to capture your beauty." His hand grabbing a handful of your hair. pulling your head into the position he felt was natural. "Now stay still."
A big, winning smile grows on his face, moving backwards towards his camera, set perfectly in front of you.
"Now say cheese." click, and flash.
"Beautiful." flash.
"Perfect." click.
white flooring. flash.
wooden chair. click.
bare legs. flash.
"Its like your beauty grows every day." He lifted the camera, moving it to a separate table near the wall, "I'll show you the photos later, Processing them by hand, all for me."
"Watching your body... slowly burn into the paper." His mumbling traveling across the solid walls.
You watch him, eyes following him as he walks towards you. one. final. time.
"My model, my goddess, Mine. Forever."
He bends down, a puff of cold air hits your forehead before his lips. His hand taking the now visible black fabric, thick, with a singular knot.
A small cry escapes the barrier blocking your face, shaking your head, eyes pleading.
"I can't have you flashing those beautiful eyes at anyone else. These are all mine."
His hands take the blind fold and slowly move it over your eyes, a burnt in traced of the room where it once was.
"I'll see you in a few hours."
A small peck touched your covered eye, a final deep breath, the thick air, following his receding steps and the lock of a door.
