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heavenlylie · 4 months

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how you lost the girl - part 2

pairing: jenna ortega x fem!reader

summary: Jenna's unexpected return forces you to reflect on the choices that led to the events of the past.

warnings: this is sad..

word count: 2.2k

a/n: i wasn’t going to make a part two but here we are! i wanted that angst to be resolved but i got carried away again so...

The alarm buzzes, but you don't stir. Your heart aches for her warmth. Your eyes remain closed, mind clouded by dreams of Jenna's soft skin and the sound of her laughter.

Three weeks had passed since the day you last laid eyes on the brown-eyed brunette. Her sudden reappearance in your life reignited old feelings within you, making you question yourself and all of the decisions that led to this moment.

The morning sun streams through the window, casting long shadows across the empty room, it's eerily quiet without Jenna's presence. The air is stale and heavy, clinging to the walls like a shroud that refuses to be shaken off. The sheets are cold where she used to lay, the side of the bed that she had claimed, still holding onto the heat from her body.

The closet door creaks as it opens and closes, revealing the neat row of sweatpants and shirts that once were pressed against Jenna's curves. The room feels cavernous without her. If only she hadn’t showed up, you were doing just fine without her. Why'd she have to just show up at your door after all this time?

You dressed slowly, each movement deliberate and calculated, as if you were walking through water, trying so hard not to think of her. You pour yourself a bowl of cereal, the milk swirling softly as you stir it into the bowl, but there's no joy in the simple act. The spoon clinks against the ceramic as you eat, each bite tasting like ashes in your mouth.

You look out the window, but all you see is the blue sky and the trees with orange leaves - a reminder that winter is approaching, and Jenna isn't there to share it with you. The day drags on as you go about your routine, each task feeling hollow and meaningless.

The weight of Jenna's absence hangs heavy in every corner of your existence. The once vibrant colours that adorned your life have now faded to muted shades as if the world itself mourns her absence. Each passing moment only intensifies the ache within you, the longing for her touch consuming your every thought.

In an attempt to distract yourself from the overwhelming emptiness, you decide to take a walk through the park. The crunch of fallen leaves beneath your feet echoes in the silence, a haunting symphony that mirrors the broken rhythm of your heart. As you wander aimlessly along the winding path, memories of Jenna flood your mind.

You remember how she used to laugh, her melodic voice weaving through the air like magic. Every joke was accompanied by a playful twinkle in her eyes, and the sound of her laughter was enough to make your soul soar. But now, even the echoes of her laughter feel distant and unattainable.

Lost in your reverie, you find yourself standing before the place where you had your first date with Jenna. The wooden slats of the bench have weathered over time, but the memories of that day remain vivid in your mind.

You can still feel the nervous excitement that coursed through your veins as you sat down beside her, unsure of what the future held for the two of you.

A bittersweet smile tugs at the corners of your lips as you take a seat on the bench. You close your eyes, allowing yourself to be transported back to that moment. The scent of freshly cut grass mixed with the subtle fragrance of Jenna's perfume fills your nostrils. The warmth of her hand in yours sends a tingle up your spine, igniting a fire within you that still burns, despite her absence.

"I didn't know what was your favourite fruit," Jenna said, pulling out a big Tupperware with a variety of fruits. "So I just brought a fruit salad." She said with an awkward chuckle, scared of your reaction to her extreme efforts to give you the best first date experience.

Things might’ve gotten a bit out of hand; the picnic at sunset in a secluded area of the national park, the different types of food just in case you had an allergy, small pillows to make sure you were comfortable, fairy lights on the bench behind you and across the blanked she had placed on the grass.

You couldn't help but smile at Jenna's gesture, feeling a surge of warmth filling the void within you. Her thoughtfulness and attention to detail were part of what drew you to her in the first place. As you picked up a piece of fruit from the Tupperware, you marvelled at the explosion of flavours in your mouth - a perfect blend of sweetness and tartness.

"I love it," you replied, your voice filled with sincerity. "You didn't have to go through all this trouble, but I'm glad you did."

Jenna's eyes sparkled with joy as she leaned closer, her lips brushing against your cheek in a gentle kiss. The softness of her touch sent shivers down your spine, reigniting the fire within you that had been dampened by her absence.

As the sun began to set behind the mountains, casting a warm orange glow over the park, you and Jenna sat in comfortable silence. The chatter of birds and rustling of leaves provided a soothing soundtrack to your thoughts.

"I wanted to make this day special," Jenna whispered, her voice laced with vulnerability. And she had succeeded. From the thoughtful picnic to the stunning view of the sunset, everything about this day was perfect.

You turned towards Jenna and took her hand in yours, interlacing your fingers with hers. "It's more than special," you said, sincerity dripping from your words.

Jenna's smile widened as she leaned in for a kiss. But just as your lips were about to meet, a loud noise shattered the peaceful atmosphere. You both pulled away, startled by the sudden disturbance.

"What was that?" you asked, scanning your surroundings for any signs of danger.

"It sounded like fireworks," Jenna said, pointing towards the sky where colourful sparks were now lighting up the darkening sky.

"Fireworks?" you echoed in confusion.

Jenna grinned mischievously. "I may have arranged for a surprise fireworks show," she admitted sheepishly.

Despite yourself, a laugh escaped your lips. "You really went all out for this date."

Jenna shrugged nonchalantly. "I just wanted it to be perfect for you."

As you watched the dazzling display before you, you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by Jenna's thoughtfulness and love for you. At that moment, surrounded by nature and with Jenna by your side, you realized that this was where you belonged – with her.

The last firework faded into darkness and there was nothing left but the sound of crickets chirping in the distance. You turned back to Jenna and cupped her face in your hands before leaning in for a soft kiss.

"This has been an amazing day," you said as you pulled away. Jenna smiled, her eyes shining with affection. "I'm glad you think so," she replied, her voice filled with warmth. "But I have a feeling that this is just the beginning of something even more incredible."

The words hung in the air, heavy with possibility. You gazed into Jenna's eyes, seeing a future filled with love and adventure.

The emptiness that had haunted you earlier was now replaced with hope and anticipation.

"I think you're right," you said, your voice steady with conviction. "I'm excited to find out what the future holds for us."

Jenna leaned in closer, her breath mingling with yours as she whispered, "Me too."

In that moment, time seemed to stand still. The world around you faded away as your lips met in a kiss that spoke volumes. It was a kiss filled with promises and dreams, sealing the bond between you and Jenna.

With an exhale, you open your eyes and gaze out at the park. Children laugh and play on the playground, their innocent joy serving as a stark contrast to the heaviness in your heart. You watch as couples walk hand in hand along the path, their love radiating from them like a warm embrace. A pang of longing shoots through you, a reminder of what you once had with Jenna.

It has been months since that perfect first date in the park. Months since Jenna brought light and laughter back into your life. But circumstances beyond your control forced you to part ways, leaving only memories and unspoken promises behind.

As you sit on the weathered bench, the weight of Jenna's absence becomes unbearable once again. The once vibrant colours of the park seem dull and lifeless.

You find yourself wondering if you made the right decision and if letting go of Jenna was truly for the best. The taste of regret lingers in your mouth like bitter medicine, seeping into every crevice of your being. You can't help but question if you will ever find happiness again.

"That is the most stupid Halloween costume I've ever seen!" You said laughing at Jenna's costume as she twirled around in her makeshift ghost attire. She had draped a white sheet over herself, cutting out two eye holes and a crooked mouth that seemed to dance with mischief.

Jenna's laughter mingled with yours, filling the air with joy. "I thought it would be fun to go as a classic ghost, you know, for old times' sake," she said, her voice muffled by the sheet. "Plus, it's easy to put together."

You couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth in your chest as you watched her playfully float around the room. Despite the heaviness in your heart, Jenna had always been able to bring a smile to your face. It was as if her presence alone had the power to chase away the shadows that lingered within you.

As the night grew darker and eerie jack-o-lanterns flickered in the distance, you and Jenna ventured out into the neighbourhood, hand in hand. The air was crisp with a hint of autumn, carrying the scent of fallen leaves and the promise of Halloween mischief. Children ran from house to house, their laughter echoing through the streets as they collected candy in their baskets.

Jenna's excitement was contagious, her eyes sparkling with childlike wonder. She would skip ahead every now and then, her ghostly sheet billowing behind her as she approached each house. You couldn't help but smile at her infectious enthusiasm.

As you walked together, memories flooded your mind - memories of past Halloweens, carving pumpkins and getting lost in corn mazes. Halloween had always been your favourite holiday, and Jenna knew just how to make it even more magical.

You stopped in front of a house decorated with cobwebs and fake spiders, a cauldron of candy sitting on the front porch. Jenna turned to you with a mischievous smile hidden beneath her ghostly disguise. "Trick or treat?" she asked, her voice filled with love.

You chuckled and nudged her playfully. "Come on, Jenna. You're not fooling anyone with that ghost costume." Jenna's eyes widened in mock surprise as she slowly closed the space between you two. "Oh no, my secret identity has been revealed!" she exclaimed, feigning distress but with a loving look on her face.

You couldn't help but be captivated by Jenna's playful spirit. The way she embraced the whimsy and magic of Halloween, reminded you of all the reasons why you fell in love with her in the first place. At that moment, standing under the dim glow of the porch light, you felt an overwhelming surge of nostalgia mixed with a renewed sense of hope.

You reached out, your fingers gently pulling back the sheet that concealed Jenna's face. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and love, and you couldn't resist leaning in to capture her lips in a tender kiss. It was a kiss filled with shared memories and unspoken promises - a reminder that even though time had passed, your connection was still strong.

As you pulled away, Jenna's ghost costume slipping off her shoulders, you were struck by how beautiful she looked in that moment - vulnerable yet radiant. "I think I love you," you whispered, your voice brimming with emotion.

Jenna's eyes widened in surprise, her lips parting slightly as she took in your words. A soft smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, and the air between you seemed to crackle with an electric intensity.

"I think I love you too," she murmured, her voice barely audible against the cacophony of laughter and whispers echoing through the night. Her confession hung between you, delicate and shimmering like a spider's web spun with moonlight.

In that instant, all doubt and uncertainty melted away. The weight of regret that had plagued you vanished, replaced by a sense of purpose and determination. You knew deep down that this moment was a turning point.

That was last year, Halloween was just around the corner again and you knew it wouldn't be the same without her. The memories of that magical night with Jenna still haunted your thoughts, and the ache in your heart grew stronger with each passing day.

The thought of Halloween without her by your side was absolutely soul-crushing. You had tried to move on, to fill the void left by Jenna's absence, but no one could compare to her. She was the light in your life, the one who made every moment feel like an adventure.

As the days grew colder and the leaves turned shades of orange and gold, you found yourself wandering through the streets, feeling lost without Jenna's hand in yours. The world seemed to carry on around you, oblivious to the emptiness that consumed your heart.

#jenna ortega #jenna ortega x reader #jenna x reader

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heavenlylie · 4 months

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what a year the past seven months have been

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heavenlylie · 4 months

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lover

pairing: tara carpenter x fem!reader (could be gn!reader too)

summary: you and tara shared enchanted nights under christmas lights, intertwining your hearts in a destined love story. your love became a symphony, echoing through years, forever harmonizing your souls.

warnings: none

word count: 1.4k

a/n: this was based on the song Lover by Taylor Swift. i'm a huge swiftie and this just felt right, it was literally so heartwarming to write this with lover on repeat. also let's pretend i did not just disappear for 6 months! anyway enjoyyy!

The winter winds whispered through the streets of New York City, carrying with them a promise of enchantment. Amid the soft glow of Christmas lights that adorned the city, Tara and you found yourselves entwined in a story that seemed to be written in the stars.

The snowflakes danced around the two of you like tiny white fairies, punctuating the silence of the night with a magical sparkle. Tara's cheeks were rosy, her eyes bright with joy. You smiled at her, and she laughed, the sound echoing through the air as if it were the only thing in the world that mattered.

You reached for her hand, your fingers intertwining as you looked up into the sky, searching for the stars in the night. You both paused, taking in the beauty of the city and the warmth of the moment. Then, you turned to each other and, without a word, stepped forward, deeper into the embrace of the night.

Your hearts connected in those moments, and you both knew that this was something special that would last forever. You were finally in the place you'd been dreaming of - together, in love, and at home. The city was your canvas, and together you created a living masterpiece that you would never forget.

The night was alive with promise, and every step you took together revealed a new layer of excitement. You stopped to admire the holiday decorations that adorned shop windows, and you couldn't help but share secret glances as you laughed at your own stories and memories. A feeling of contentment filled your heart as you held hands and looked into one another's eyes, feeling as if the world was just right this very moment.

You eventually reached an open-air cafe, its tables lit only by the stars in the sky. After ordering drinks, you moved to one of the tables furthest from the city's hustle and bustle.

Comfort feeling your heart knowing that Tara would always save a seat for you, her lover. The sound of laughter around you lingered in the air like soft music, fuelling a shared sense of peace and joy between yourselves.

You began talking about everything - life, love, dreams - until finally there were no more words to be said; just silence that spoke volumes through comfortable silences. The night gradually faded away into morning light without either of you noticing as you stroll through Central Park, time felt irrelevant when it came to your connection.

As dawn arrived, so did an awareness that this night would remain forever etched in both your hearts and minds as something special beyond compare. With one last lingering glance at each other over steaming cups of coffee, Tara smiled softly at you before taking your hand once again and leading both back home.

You stepped through the door of your apartment, a cozy retreat that you had created with Tara. As soon as you crossed the threshold, the outside world melted away and it felt as if nothing else existed but the two of you. This was your kingdom, a safe space filled with laughter and love where no one else could enter.

Here, there were no rules or expectations; just comfort and contentment in each other's presence. In the evenings, you cuddled up on the couch in front of a crackling fire, sipping hot chocolate and talking about your days.

You shared stories and secrets, little moments of joy that had occurred throughout the day — experiences that only you two could understand. As time passed, your conversations slowly transformed into stargazing sessions; mugs in hand, you marvelled at the night sky in amazement.

During wintertime especially, these moments became sacred rituals. The warmth of your connection melted away any chill outside as cuddles replaced blankets and cups of tea replaced mugs of hot chocolate.

As time moved forward so did both your hearts - protecting all the memories made within those walls - so much so that it seemed impossible for anything to break them apart ever again. These were special days that neither one of you would ever forget because here in this little apartment was where two hearts entwined forever made a home.

The apartment began to feel like a canvas for your love, painted with the hues of shared meals, tangled limbs, and whispered secrets. You created your own little world inside those walls, a place where nothing else mattered but the two of you. It was here that your souls connected and intertwined in an indescribable dance.

Time no longer seemed to exist as minutes turned into hours and days fading away into weeks without either one of you noticing. Your connection was more than just physical; it was an intangible bond that neither of you could explain but both knew existed nonetheless.

Even in the midst of friends filling the space with laughter and chatter, your connection remained the heart of it all — unbreakable and unwavering in spite of any outside forces.

As months flew by, so did the moments shared within those four walls, each new experience bringing even deeper understanding and appreciation for one another.

It seemed impossible for anything to ever break apart this bond between you two - not distance or time or anything else this world throws at you - for within these walls, a love had been forged that would remain forever etched in both your hearts and minds as something special beyond compare.

The seasons marched on, leaving footprints in the sands of your relationship. As three summers came and went, your love deepened with every passing day. The passage of time only seemed to enhance the resonance of your emotions, each moment engraving itself into your hearts. In the midst of these fleeting yet timeless moments, you knew that a lifetime would not be enough for either one of you to express the depth of your love for one another.

As autumn arrived bringing it's crisp air and colourful foliage, you decided to make a promise of forever; a promise to stand by each other no matter what life had in store. So on an early Saturday morning in October, with friends and family gathered around you two, right where it all began; you exchanged vows of eternal love and commitment.

In the presence of those who have known and loved you both since the beginning, you stood as a testament to the enduring power of love. The vows you exchanged held the weight of promises to cherish and support one another, no matter what the future held.

As you looked into each other's eyes, you knew that your hearts were forever intertwined; here was a beautiful moment that neither one could put into words - but instead celebrated with tears of joy and elation for this was exactly where they wanted to be for eternity.

Years unfolded like the enchanting notes of a beautiful symphony, delicately weaving together into a melody of love that grew stronger with every passing moment. With each year that passed, your love story blossomed into something even more extraordinary, like a flower opening its petals to the sun's gentle caress.

The warmth and tenderness between you radiated like the soft glow of Christmas lights, illuminating not only the city's streets but also the depths of your souls. And just like those lights that danced through the winter nights until the dawn of January, your love continued to shine brilliantly in every season of your journey.

The memories of your first winter together hold a special place in your hearts, like a treasured memento hidden amongst the pages of a favorite book. The laughter that echoed through your private universe created a symphony of joy that resounded with warmth and comfort. It was a time of shared whispers, stolen glances, and stolen kisses, as the promises exchanged on that momentous day bound your souls together in an unbreakable bond.

These precious memories, like delicate threads, were etched in the tapestry of your love, weaving a story that would be cherished for eternity.

As you reflect upon the chapters of your love story, you realize that your journey together can be likened to a symphony — a beautiful composition that evokes emotions and stirs the deepest parts of your being.

The enchanting melody of your love resonates within your hearts, forever playing in perfect harmony. It is a symphony that is timeless and everlasting, destined to echo throughout the annals of your love story, for it is a melody that will endure. Tara would be your lover, forever and ever.

#tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter #tara x reader #scream 5 #scream 6 #jenna ortega #jenna ortega x reader #jenna x reader

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heavenlylie · 8 months

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how you lost the girl

pairing: jenna ortega x fem!reader

summary: a rainy night makes you think back to your relationship with jenna, but a unexpected appearance interrupts your thoughts.

warnings: angst<3

word count: 3k

a/n: flashbacks are in italics!! heavily based on "how you get the girl" by taylor mother but ofc i had to make it angst..

The rain was relentless, pounding against the windowpane as if mirroring the turmoil inside your heart. Six months had passed since that fateful day when your relationship with Jenna crumbled like a fragile porcelain doll.

The apartment felt empty, its corners echoing with the memories of laughter, whispers, and stolen kisses that had once filled the space with warmth and love.

You chuckled, shaking your head at Jenna's silly behavior. She had just thrown flour all over you while you were trying to bake a batch of cookies using a recipe from your phone. "You are so weird," you said.

As the flour settled on your face, you couldn't help but laugh. She had always been a bit of a troublemaker, but you couldn't deny that her antics always made you smile.

"Alright, alright," you said, trying to hold back your laughter. "I think that's enough flour for one day."

Jenna giggled and brushed some of the excess flour off of her apron. Oh, come on, where's your sense of adventure?"

You rolled your eyes playfully. "I have plenty of adventure in my life, thank you very much."

Jenna smirked. "Oh really? Do tell." You smiled and leaned in closer to her.

"Well, for starters, there's this." And with that, you closed the distance between you and kissed her deeply.

The flour on your face was forgotten as you lost yourselves in the moment. Jenna's lips were soft against yours, and it felt like you could kiss her forever.

Eventually, you broke apart, both of you breathless and grinning from ear to ear. You brushed some of the flour off of Jenna's cheek, and she laughed, looking up at you with those beautiful brown eyes.

"I guess I'll have to clean this mess up," you said, gesturing to the kitchen, which was now covered in a thin layer of white powder.

Jenna smiled mischievously. "Oh let's just leave it for now," she said, stepping closer to me again and placing her hand on your waist.

"Why don't we go do something else instead?" She suggested, looking up at you seductively through her lashes.

You chuckled softly and pulled her closer until your bodies were pressed together. "That sounds like an excellent idea," You agreed. And then you were off into the night, leaving the kitchen far behind you in a flurry of kisses and laughter.

You stood by the window, gazing out at the rain-soaked streets, your thoughts consumed by memories of her. You had tried so hard to move on and rebuild your life without Jenna, but the pain of her absence lingered like a ghost haunting your every step.

The rain made you wonder how everything had gone so wrong. Jenna was the love of your life, or so you thought. But things had spiraled out of control, and now here you were, alone and heartbroken.

"Maybe we could watch a movie tonight," Jenna suggested, her eyes on the road as she drove home after a long day of traveling.

You chuckled and rolled your eyes at her. "Do you seriously have energy to watch a movie after a whole day of work plus flying home from New York?"

Jenna shrugged, a playful grin spreading across her face. "I'll have plenty of energy if the movie is interesting enough."

You chuckled again, admiring Jenna's mischievous spirit. Even after a long day, she was always up for a little excitement. As you pulled up to your house, you couldn't help but feel grateful for having her by your side.

Once inside, Jenna immediately made her way to the couch, scrolling through Netflix with a determined look on her face. You grabbed a couple of sodas from the fridge and settled in beside her, laying your head on her shoulders.

"What do you feel like watching?" you asked, taking a sip of your drink.

"Hmm, how about something with a little action and a lot of sex?" Jenna winked, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

You laughed, shaking your head in amusement. "You never change, do you?"

Jenna leaned in closer, her lips brushing against your ear. "Why should I?" She said with a wide grin.

You turned away from the window, your heart heavy with a mixture of anger and longing. How can someone just disappear from your life without a proper explanation?

The hurt ran deep, leaving scars that no amount of time seemed capable of healing. As if on cue, a knock sounded at the door. Your heart raced in your chest as you cautiously approached the entrance. Who would be at your door at 2 a.m. on a Tuesday?

A sudden knock at the door jolted you out of your thoughts. You hesitated for a moment before making your way to the door. You opened it to find Jenna standing in front of you, drenched to the bone by the rain, her eyes meeting yours for the first time in what felt like an eternity.

Your heart skipped a beat as you gazed into her eyes, trying to gauge her emotions. She looked up at you, and for a moment, neither of you said a word, the silence between you heavy with the weight of unresolved emotions.

"Are you insane?" Your voice wavered and your eyebrows furrowed, a mix of anger and vulnerability evident in your tone. "Showing up here like this after all this time?"

Jenna swallowed hard, her own emotions starting to overwhelm her. Finally, she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry," she said. "I shouldn't have left the way I did. I miss you."

You felt a wave of emotions wash over you―anger, hurt, and a deep, gnawing desire for her. You wanted her to explain why she had left and make things right. But at the same time, you couldn't ignore the intense longing you had for her, the way your heart leapt at the sight of her.

You wanted to pull her into your arms, to feel her warmth and sweet smell again, but you held yourself back. You needed to know the truth before even considering letting her in again.

"Why are you here?" You asked, your voice was cold and distant. As much as you wanted her, she didn’t deserve to see you cry. "You just disappeared without a word."

Jenna took a deep breath, her eyes filling with tears. "I was scared," she said, her voice shaking. "I didn't know how to deal with everything that was happening between us. I needed time to figure things out."

You felt a pang of sadness and hurt at her admission. How could she have just left without telling you? "You could have talked to me, Jenna," you said, a hint of anger creeping into your voice. "We could have worked through things together."

"I know," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "I regret it every day. But I'm here now, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make things right between us."

You shook your head, looking at her with an evident hurt in your face. "And it took you six months to come back? I mean, you left without giving me an explanation or looking back. Can you even begin to understand how much that hurt?" You said with tears in your eyes, holding them back for as long as you could.

Your gaze hardened, but her eyes held a glimmer of something that resembled hope. "A long six months, and you were too afraid to tell me what you wanted. Is that it?"

Jenna looked down, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her wet shirt. "I was afraid," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Afraid of losing you, of losing everything we had built together."

You sighed, running a hand through your hair. "And you think just showing up here in the middle of the night is going to make everything better?" You asked, your tone laced with a hint of bitterness.

Jenna looked up at you, her eyes filled with tears. "No," she said. "I know it won't. But I had to try. I had to see you, to tell you how much I love you, and to ask for your forgiveness."

You felt a knot form in your stomach at her words. Despite everything that had happened, you still loved her, and the thought of being without her had been unbearable. But at the same time, you couldn't just forget all the pain she had caused and let her back in your life.

The rain continued to pour outside, the drops tapping against the windowpane like a somber melody. You stood there, facing Jenna, contemplating your next move. It was tough to ignore the pain she had caused you, but at the same time, the love you had for her wasn’t going anywhere, and you knew that.

You decide to speak up, knowing staring at her for too long would only hurt even more. "And what do you want, Jenna? You left because you were scared, now what?"

Jenna looked up at you with hopeful eyes, willing you to understand. "I want us to be together again. I want to make it work, to do whatever it takes to make things right between us."

You sighed, feeling torn between your desire to have her back in your life and the hurt she had caused you. "It's not that simple, Jenna," you said, your voice softening a bit. "You can't just waltz back into my life and expect everything to be okay. You hurt me beyond what I could ever even imagined. You are a coward, you should’ve fought for us, for me!" You said in a louder tone, letting your emotions take over, and the tears you were fighting back streamed down your face.

Jenna's eyes filled with tears as she listened to you, her own emotions starting to bubble up to the surface. "I know," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I was a coward. I should have fought for us, for you. But I was scared, and I didn't know what to do, can't you understand that?"

"No! Because I don't want to be your dirty little secret, I deserve more than that! I deserve a girlfriend who’ll take me to her family’s Christmas dinner, a girlfriend who’s not afraid of what other people in the media will say about her relationship!" You said now crying almost uncontrollably. You wanted to hate her, you deserve better. But she was Jenna—your Jenna.

Jenna shifted her weight from one foot to the other, a mixture of shame and love in her eyes. "I know, I'm sorry," she said. "I want to make it up to you, to be the girlfriend you deserve. Please forgive me."

You sighed. You wanted so much to believe her, but a part of you still felt that she was just trying to make things better for herself. "I don't know," you said, shaking your head.

"I'll do anything you want, I just want to win you back!" Jenna pleaded, tears and drops of rain streaming down her face.

You looked at her, knowing deep down she meant every word, but you still felt the hurt. It was an impossible situation, and you didn't know what to say.

Everything seemed to fall silent for an endless moment once again, and the weight of the situation settled in. The silence was almost deafening, and you felt tears starting to form in your eyes again at the thought of never seeing her again.

You took a deep breath, trying to control your emotions. You knew that Jenna had hurt you deeply, but at the same time, you couldn't deny the love you still had for her. "I need time, Jenna," you said, your voice softening. "Time to think about everything that's happened, and time to decide if I can forgive you."

Jenna's eyes filled with tears once again, but this time they were tears of hope rather than desperation. "I understand," she said, her voice shaking. "I'll do whatever it takes to prove to you that I deserve your forgiveness."

You nodded, feeling a glimmer of hope yourself. Maybe things could work out between you and Jenna, but it wouldn't be easy. "And I need space, Jenna," you said softly. "I need time to process everything and figure out what I want."

Jenna nodded, her eyes still filled with tears. "It's okay, I get it," she said again. "I'll give you all the space you need. But please don't shut me out completely."

You gave her a small smile, feeling a pang of sadness at the thought of not seeing her again. "I won't shut you out completely, Jenna," you said. "But I need to take things one day at a time."

Jenna nodded again, wiping away her tears.

You watched as she turned to leave, her footsteps echoing softly on the hardwood floor. As she reached the door, she turned back to look at you with a sad smile on her face. "I love you," she said softly, before slipping out into the rain and disappearing into the night.

You stood there for a moment, staring after her, unsure of what to do next. The rain continued to pour outside, the drops tapping against the windowpane like a lullaby.

You took a deep breath and let the gravity of the moment wash over you. Jenna had hurt you deeply, but at the same time, you couldn't deny the love you still had for her.

You knew that you needed to take things one day at a time and figure out what you really wanted. Only time will tell if you were willing to take the risk and try to make things work with Jenna again.

#jenna ortega #jenna ortega x reader #jenna x reader

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heavenlylie · 8 months

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- last updated: december 20th, 2023

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shadows of comfort ✿

how you lost the girl ☾ | part 2

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heavenlylie · 8 months

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shadows of comfort

pairing: jenna ortega x fem!reader

summary: jenna decides to have a horror movie night date, having to comfort you afterwards.

warnings: none, just comfort and fluffss

word count: 1.8k

a/n: where did all of the jenna fics go? also just had to mention my fav movie of all times: parent trap <3

One chilly autumn evening, with leaves rustling outside the window and the scent of pumpkin spice in the air, Jenna had decided to have a cozy movie night at her place. She insisted on watching a horror movie, knowing that as much as you weren’t a fan, you'd watch it with her, just not at night because you'd always have nightmares afterwards.

"Why can't we just watch a rom-com? This is stupid, we don't need to watch a horror movie just because Halloween is right around the corner." You said sighing as you leaned on the kitchen counter while your girlfriend smirked and turned her back to you, focusing on making the popcorn.

"It's not even that scary, besides, The Babadook is a great movie I'm sure you'll like it babe." She said shrugging.

"Of course you'd say that, you love horror movies." You said rolling your eyes and opening the fridge, looking for something to drink. Jenna knew you'd be scared, she had watched the movie before and it was just the perfect opportunity to get you in the mood for Halloween.

Despite your reluctance, you agreed, settling in on the couch with a bowl of popcorn in your lap. Jenna had transformed the living room into a cozy den of warmth, with soft blankets strewn across the couch and cushions inviting you to sink in, knowing that the cozy atmosphere would be welcome, especially when watching a horror movie.

"I still think we should watch something else, Parent Trap is a good movie, the rain outside and the coziness would make everything just perfect." You said, leaning your head on her shoulder as a last plea for her to change her mind, you knew she wouldn’t, but it didn’t hurt to try. She chuckled and pecked your lips.

"It's not that scary, you'll be fine." She was starting to get annoyed at your requests, you had already agreed, so why back up now? You had googled the movie when she was making the popcorn and to say you weren’t very fond of what you saw was an understatement.

You sighed, giving up. She was a huge fan of horror and was always looking for job opportunities in that area and honestly, that was one of the things you loved so much about her — the way she absolutely loved what she did even more behind the cameras.

The lights were dimmed just right, casting a warm glow that contrasted with the eerie atmosphere of the movie that you were about to watch. As you settled in, sharing a bowl of popcorn between the brunette and you. The movie started innocently enough, with scenes of idyllic landscapes and seemingly normal characters going about their lives.

Yet, you both knew that beneath this façade, a lurking dread awaited. As the minutes ticked by, the tension grew palpable. Scenes of eerie whispers in the darkness, creaking floorboards in the house, and unsettling shadows moving just beyond the characters' vision filled the screen.

With every jump scare and spine-tingling twist, you felt your heart racing faster, your breath catching in your throat. You tried to hide your unease, laughing nervously and making quips to break the tension, stealing glances at Jenna who seemed to be just as absorbed in the film.

The movie was a classic psychological horror, with creepy scenes and jump scares that made you jump out of your skin. Jenna, on the other hand, was completely unfazed, her eyes glued to the screen as the Babadook opened the kid's closet. Her calm demeanor was a lifeline, grounding you as the horror on screen escalated.

The plot grew more intricate, the paranormal occurrences more sinister. It was a relentless assault on your senses, and you found yourself gripping the edge of the couch, your knuckles turning white. "It's okay, don't be such a baby it's just a movie." She whispered in your ear, causing you to jump slightly.

"Fuck you, why didn’t you just say that out loud, why whisper in my ear when we're watching a horror movie?!" You said looking at her with wide eyes, a bit frustrated with her attempt to scare you even more.

Jenna just laughed at your reaction and went back to eating the popcorn and watching the movie like she was watching a Discovery Animal Planet documentary. She spent the rest of the movie ignoring your attempts to cuddle into her for comfort, only keeping her hand on your thigh and dismissing you when you tried talking to her.

The movie finally reached its climactic twist, leaving you in a state of breathless anticipation as the credits began to roll. The room was silent for a moment, "Well, that was… interesting," Jenna said, you wanted to reply but you were mad at her, maybe her joke went too far or maybe the movie just really scared you.

Either way, when you tried to speak your voice betrayed a hint of nervousness. "It's a good movie, but I'm not watching it again." You say and get up from the couch, walking towards her bedroom.

Jenna turned toward you, her gaze soft "No, come back here," she whined and sighed once she saw you ignored her request, wondering if her attempt to scare you throughout the movie was a little bit too much.

She got up and went to her bedroom after you, finding you in your pajamas and in bed curled up "Did the movie actually scare you?" she asked in a soft tone.

You looked up at her, rolling your eyes "Why did you keep dismissing me when I got scared?" she sighed and massaged her temple.

"I was just trying to scare you a little bit, I'm sorry. Please don't be mad, I genuinely didn’t mean to make you upset, baby." She said truthfully her gaze softened more.

You furrowed your eyebrows and looked away, responding with a mumbled "You're an idiot," Jenna chuckled, it wasn't the first time she had annoyed you with her antics, but you loved her all the same.

"Yeah, but I'm your idiot." she said kissing your forehead and going back to the living room to collect the leftovers of the popcorn you had left and throwing it in the trash.

You sat up looking at her when she came back to the room, you knew she didn’t mean to make you upset and that she was only trying to get you to enjoy the movie as she does. "I'm not mad, I'm just scared. What if this Babadook thing comes after me when I'm asleep? He feeds off people’s dream and shit right?"

You knew that was completely irrational but you couldn’t help but feel a shiver down your spine thinking of the creature wandering in the shadows. Jenna chuckled, trying to shake off the lingering tension. "I'm not gonna be able to go to sleep Jen, I'm serious."

You say sighing and moving under the duvet again, she smiled at your reaction. Her smile was warm and reassuring, her eyes full of empathy. "You know what, same here. Those horror movies always leave a lasting impression, right?"

You knew the movie didn’t scare her and she was just trying make you feel comforted. As Jenna prepared to head to bed, you couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in your heart. Every shadow seemed to take on a life of its own, dancing menacingly in the corners of the room, and the faintest creak of the floorboards outside sounded like the footsteps of unseen specters.

Jenna must have noticed your discomfort because she paused before laying down. "Do you want me to hold you?" She whispered, her offer was like a blessing, a source of comfort that you desperately needed.

With a grateful smile, you nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over you. She settled into bed, the room bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains. Jenna's presence beside you was reassuring, and as you lay there, side by side, her warmth seeped into your senses, easing the lingering unease.

Jenna pulled you into a gentle embrace, her arms wrapping around you protectively. "Don't worry, I'm here with you. Nothing's going to get us tonight, or ever." You nestled into her embrace, feeling the steady rhythm of her heartbeat against your back.

The scent of her hair and the gentle rise and fall of her chest were like soothing lullabies, gradually lulling you into a state of calm. Her words echoed in your head, and you tried to focus on them as you slowly drifted off to sleep. "I'm here with you."

As you felt the silent darkness envelop you, you thought of the words that Jenna had said to you before, her promise that nothing would hurt you that night, you couldn’t help but feel that her words had a double meaning. Through the hazy fog of your dreams, figures began to materialize, their faces masked by shifting shadows that seemed to wrap around them like tendrils of smoke.

Their clammy skin seemed to ooze darkness like ink, and you could feel their icy stares upon you, watching silently as your dreams slipped through your fingers like sand. You were running, fleeing from your pursuers. Your bare feet pitter-pattered furiously on the white linoleum floor as your shadowy foes loomed in the hallway.

A feeling of dread firmly rooted in your chest as you desperately clawed at the wall. You woke up, scared and confused, Jenna quickly woke up due to your movements, she sighed and tightened her arms around your waist. "It's okay, it was a dream." She whispered hoping to lull you back to sleep.

"I'm scared, stay up with me." You whispered tugging on her arm, she opened her eyes and looked at you softly.

"Shh, it's okay. Come here," and she pulled you towards her and you ended up pressing your face against her chest.

The feeling of her heartbeat, inhaling her scent, you were feeling more and more relaxed by the second and. You felt her lips on your forehead, kissing you softly "I love you." You mumbled under your breath.

As the night wore on, your whispered conversations ranged from light-hearted anecdotes to deeper reflections. Jenna's soothing words acted like a balm, gradually replacing the horrors of the movie with a sense of security and tranquility.

Eventually, the weariness of the day and the comfort of Jenna's presence combined to overcome the lingering fear. Your eyelids grew heavy, and the last thing you remembered before drifting off was the sensation of her fingers tracing gentle patterns on your arm. In the darkness, Jenna's presence remained a steadfast anchor, a reminder that even in the face of fear, you could find solace in each other's arms.

As the night whispered on, her comforting embrace and the knowledge that you were there for each other allowed you to finally find the sleep that had been eluding you since the haunting images of the movie had begun to play.

#jenna ortega #jenna ortega x reader #jenna x reader

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heavenlylie · 9 months

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unwinding tensions

pairing: tara carpenter x fem!reader

summary: you and tara hadn’t had much time together lately because of finals and seeing how stressed you are, she decides to make you forget about everything for just one night.

warnings: smut (+18), fingering, cunnilingus, orgasm denial, overstimulation, dom!tara + sub!reader

word count: 2.9k

a/n: i've never wrote smut, so please bear with me on this one <3

"I'm gonna go take a shower." You said looking towards your bed where your girlfriend Tara was laying on her stomach going over her revisions for finals.

"Yeah, just don't take long," She said without looking up from her notebook, "We've barely had time to see each other this week and I need to be home by nine."

You stopped dead in your tracks, looking back at the brunette "What? That's in like, an hour," You said with wide eyes when you checked the time on your phone "Tell Sam I'll drop you off at 11. I promise you won't be a minute late." Tara sighed, her eyes hovering over the towel wrapped around your body "What? The worse she can say is no, in that case, I'll take you home after I shower."

You said leaning on the bathroom door, Tara blinked rapidly, snapping out of her thoughts, quickly grabbing her phone and dialling her sister's number "She's gonna kill us, you know?" She said chuckling while waiting for Sam to pick up the phone.

As soon as Sam picked up, you sat on your bed beside Tara so you could listen to the conversation "Come on Sam! It's almost finals week, and we haven’t been able to spend time together, it's just two more hours, please?"

Tara was frustrated, it was obvious that her sister wasn’t budging, she sighed. "Let me talk to her." You whispered, hoping that somehow you'd be able to convince the older Carpenter. She wasn’t your number one fan but she had been more accepting of your relationship with her sister in the past few weeks.

Which was an improvement since you'd been dating the smaller girl for almost a year now and she still hadn’t warmed up to you.

Tara waved you off, rolling around your bed, and then she looked back at you "Go shower." She mouthed, you sighed and got up from the bed.

As you made your way to the bathroom, you couldn't help but feel a bit stressed out. You and Tara had barely spent time together in the past few days because of college, and also because her sister wasn’t one hundred percent fond of you yet. So any time you had together was like a blessing lately.

As you turned on the water and stepped into the shower, you tried to shake off your worries and focus on the warm water cascading down your skin. But your peace was short-lived.

Just as you were about to grab the shampoo, you heard a knock on the bathroom door. "Hey, babe, can I come in?" Tara's voice called out softly from the other side of the door.

"Uhm, sure." you replied, feeling a little thrown off. It's not like Tara had never come into the bathroom while you were showering before, but this just wasn’t a good time since you needed to take her home soon and you didn’t have time for distractions.

You heard the door open and Tara's footsteps approaching the shower curtain. "Mind if I join you?" she asked, pulling back the curtain without waiting for an answer.

Before you could respond, she had stepped in the shower, naked and with a wicked grin on her face, pushing you against the nearest wall, hard enough to send vibrations through your body but not to hurt you. She kissed you so passionately and so quickly that you didn’t have time to properly react to her getting in the shower with you in the first place.

You quickly kissed her back with the same passion, her hands found their way to your waist and began to explore the rest of your shower-wet skin, she let out a soft moan and yet another kiss, trailing down to your neck, leaving a line of kisses from your lips to your collarbone.

You quickly pulled her hair tie, letting her long, wavy hair fall down her shoulders in dripping wet waves. You ran your hands through her hair as she moved her head down, her lips hovering over your breasts, her tongue sticking out to lick your nipples.

A soft moan escaped your lips, Tara's grin not leaving her face, she pulled away and looked you deep in the eyes "I want you," she said with a seductive tone, making you shiver, then she kissed you again.

You could feel yourself getting wet against her as she pulled back to look at you again, a soft smirk on her lips, quickly both your lips were back on each other’s, kissing hard and passionately again.

Tara wrapped her arms around your neck, while you grabbed her ass and pulled her a bit closer to you. Her left hand found its way down to your pussy, while her right hand was still wrapped around your neck, keeping you close to her body.

You let out a surprised gasp into Tara's mouth, as she pushed her fingers into your entrance wet with water and your arousal. "You're so wet baby." she said with a smirk, she removed her right hand from around your neck and used it to move your head back, licking and sucking your neck.

You could feel her fingers moving in and out of you, you were letting out moans, both from the feeling of her fingers inside you and the sensation of her lips leaving marks that later would become dark purple hickeys.

The brunette stopped sucking on your neck, but you were too busy with the feeling of her fingers pumping in and out of you at a rapid pace to even notice that she was moving down.

Suddenly, you felt something warm and smooth between your legs, you moaned louder as Tara began to lick and suck your clit. "F-fuck." you let out a loud moan, as she pushed in another finger, curling it slightly and hitting that spongy spot inside you again.

Tara was still sucking and licking you, then she looked up at you and grinned "Already?" she asked, your eyes widened as she moved her fingers harder inside you.

You gave her a quick nod, making her smile as she moved up again, wrapping her free arm around your waist and pulling you closer to her. You wrapped your legs around her waist, your eyes locking as she pushed her fingers into you and kissed you passionately, and you moaned into her mouth, biting on your bottom lip at the feeling of her tongue exploring your mouth and making you taste your arousal.

She began to move her fingers faster, hitting your g-spot every time, you were pressing yourself closer to Tara, trying to get her closer to you, you could feel yourself getting closer to the edge. You wanted to cum so badly.

You were moaning louder and louder, you felt yourself tightening around her fingers, and you tried to slow down your ragged breath, but you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to your orgasm.

The feeling of Tara's tongue inside your mouth, her fingers inside you hitting your g-spot and the feeling of her body hitting yours was enough motivation for you to cum. "Tara, I'm gonna-" you could barely speak through your moans.

"Not yet," she said as she pulled her fingers out of you, you let out a whine as she broke the kiss and got on her knees again, her tongue licking your pussy ever so gently. Tara snickered, slowly licking her fingers, "You taste so good baby." she said seductively, you blushed and tried to cover your face with your hands.

Tara got up and grabbed your hand, pulling you down and kissing you again, you let yourself get lost in the moment, "Don't cover your beautiful face when I'm about to make you scream my name." She whispered and broke the kiss, pecking your lips so softly that you'd wonder if she was the same person that was thrusting her fingers into you like her life depended on it just a minute ago.

"I'm not gonna scream, I can't. I'll get complaints from other students, again." You said looking into her eyes, now it was her time to blush, remembering all of the times you'd have sex and she made you scream or vice versa.

Then the next week you'd get a warning from the university dorm on behalf of all of the students that lived on your floor.

"But you will, babygirl, whether you like it or not, I'm gonna make you cum so hard and so good, you're gonna scream my name and beg me to fuck you until you can’t take it anymore. That’s what’s gonna happen," She said it in such a seductive tone that you knew you wouldn’t be able to say no, not that it would matter to her anyway, she'd do it her own way and you both knew that, and that just made you love her even more.

She got her knees again, a bright grin on her face. "Ready to get off baby?" Tara asked as she pushed herself down, her lips meeting your pussy.

The brunette sucked hard on your clit, sending waves of pleasure through your body as she grinded her teeth a little bit on your clit. You let out a loud moan, surprised by the sudden feeling but loving every second of it.

Tara made sure to keep sucking and licking you in the right spot, her hands found their way to your breasts, squeezing and pulling at your nipples as you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.

Once again, you felt yourself tightening around Tara's mouth, making her suck you a little bit harder. You couldn't take it any longer, you were at the edge and you wanted to fall off it, you grabbed her hair and pulled it, forcing her head into you, you were almost screaming as you came hard, your hips bucking against Tara's face, making her moan.

She moves one of her hands down, her fingers making their way inside you and she wasted no time in moving them quickly, hitting your g-spot.

You were moaning like crazy at the feeling of her fingers thrusting into you right after your orgasm, you let go of Tara's hair and grabbed her shoulders, pulling her closer to you, grinding against her fingers.

You couldn't believe how amazing it felt, it almost felt better than when you did it yourself, then again, there was something special about the way she'd drag her tongue across your clit before she focused on it, and other times when you'd feel her moan against your pussy, making you shiver from the vibrations.

You'd come to believe that she found your weak spots and would always hit them when you were close to an orgasm, it was like she just knew. "I'm gonna cum again," you said as you felt yourself getting closer to the edge again, Tara had stopped moving her fingers and began to lick your clit at a slow pace, teasing you, you let out a loud moan.

"Tara, I'm gonna cum again." you said, your voice raising a bit, you could barely talk as you got closer and closer to your second orgasm, Tara put one of her fingers in your mouth.

"Suck." she said, you smiled as you sucked her finger and got it as wet as it could.

She pulled it out of your mouth and moved it up to your pussy again, pressing it against your entrance, you were quivering as you felt her fingers inside you, but she didn't move it, she just teased you, you couldn't take it anymore "Please!" you begged.

"Please what?" she said as she licked your clit, making you moan loudly, she smiled "Please move your fingers?" she laughed "Or you want me to lick your clit and make you cum again?"

"Yes!" you yelled in reply, shutting your eyes, she smiled again and grabbed your legs, wrapping them around her neck,

"Are you sure?" she asked, and you nodded as you felt yourself tightening around her fingers. Tara finally pressed both of her fingers into you, moving them a little bit inside you, teasing you.

"Please, fuck me," you said, hoping that your begging would get her to finally move her fingers inside you.

Tara pressed her tongue against your clit, she sucked it and pressed it against her mouth, then she moved her tongue down, pressing it against your entrance, you were grinding against her like you were trying to fuck her face.

Her fingers were still inside you, but she still wasn't moving them. You were getting desperate, she was teasing you like you were a fucking toy for her to play with, and you decided that you were done with her teasing.

You pulled her face against your pussy, pressing her tongue against your entrance, she moaned against your pussy and moved her fingers into you almost all of the way, but she kept going in and out of you at a slow pace.

"Please fuck me!" you screamed loudly, Tara squeezed your thighs and moved her tongue so it was barely touching your entrance.

Your hips moved on their own, trying to grind against her, but she didn't let you, she began to suck on your clit while she was fingering you, her hands were holding your thighs and your hands were back on her hair, you were moaning loudly, you couldn't hold yourself back anymore, you were about to cum.

Tara knew it as well, you were tightening around her fingers, then you came hard, letting out a loud moan, Tara's fingers and mouth moving away from you, she licked her fingers and smiled at you. You kissed her hard, your hands locking around her neck and her arms wrapped around you. "I love you," you said breathlessly as you broke the kiss, still shaking from the overstimulation she had put you through.

"And I love you, baby." Tara said as she pulled you in for another kiss, you sighed trying to recompose yourself. After you had calmed down, the brunette washed your body and your hair with such care and love, she didn’t seem like the same person that was making you beg just minutes ago.

When you both got out of the shower, the cold titles on the floor snapped you back to reality; you had to take Tara home as soon as possible or Sam would have your head on a stake, undermining any progress that had been made to improve your relationship with her.

You panicked, running towards your closet and putting on the first pair of clothing you could find, when you turn around to call Tara's name, you saw her leaning on the bathroom door, still in her towel and laughing at you.

"This is not funny Tara, put on something quick, I need to take you home or Sam is gonna kill me, then you, ruining any chances of her letting you go anywhere near me ever again!" You say frustrated looking at the girl who was still laughing at you with a big smile on her face.

"Come here," She said softly, you sighed, looking at the clock on your bedside table, eight forty-nine, you closed your eyes for a second, taking a deep breath and walking towards Tara. "Calm down, yeah?" She said, wrapping her arms around your waist.

"Please, I don't want her to hate me even more than she already does." You whispered looking into her eyes, hoping she's take your plea and get moving. When she saw the look on your face she gave in and pecked your lips.

"We're in no rush baby," she said calmly, you looked at her confused by her response. "She let me stay the night, why else would I have fucked you in the shower?"

You rolled your eyes at her, resting your head on her shoulder and smiling "Did she really?" you said hopeful.

"Mhm," She mumbled and kissed your cheek "And I think you've been way too stressed out about your finals, you're smart, and you study your ass off every time, so, as the amazing girlfriend I am, I'm gonna make all of that stress go away. " she whispered and squeezed your waist, making the butterflies in your stomach go crazy.

"Lay down and let me take care of you, please." She whispered and moved you both to the bed, laying you down gently and letting the towel fall off her body, kissing you while her hands move down to the hem of your sweatpants.

"I should get stressed more often then." You laughed and pulled up your shirt so she could kiss your stomach. She smiled and kissed it, then she moved back up, kissing your neck and collarbone.

"Mhm, just the stress," She kissed you again, a little bit harder and moved her hands down to your sweatpants and her thumbs hooked under the waistband.

"Wanna get out of these?" She whispered against your lips, you nodded and she pulled them off of you, smiling at you when you were completely naked. You knew this was gonna be a long night and you would probably regret not studying more, but that was a problem for future you.

Because when Tara sets her mind on something it was hard to get her to think otherwise. Not that you were complaining anyway, you made a mental note to thank Sam the next time you saw her because her sister was about to rail the shit out of you all night long thanks to her.

#tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter #tara x reader #tara carpenter smut #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega #jenna x reader #jenna ortega smut #scream 5 #scream 6

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heavenlylie · 9 months

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ethereal bonds

pairing: tara carpenter x fem!reader

summary: tara finding solace in the quiet moments that you share together.

warnings: none just fluff

word count: 470

a/n: this is my first time actually posting my work somewhere lol

Tara sat comfortably in her dimly lit room, a warm cup of chamomile tea resting on the nightstand beside her. Moonlight filtered in through the window, casting a gentle glow on the pages of the book she held in her hands. The silence of the night was broken only by the soft rustling of pages as Tara turned them.

As she read, her attention occasionally shifted from the words on the page to the peaceful figure resting beside her. Y/N, the girl with an aura of serenity, in Tara's mind at least. You nestled on Tara's shoulder, your breaths steady and calm as you slumbered. The events of the day had tired you both, and Tara found herself cherishing this quiet moment of intimacy you shared.

Tara's heart swelled with love and affection as she glanced down at your peaceful face. Moonlight painted your features in soft, ethereal hues, making you look almost otherworldly. Your eyelashes cast delicate shadows on your cheeks, and a content smile graced your lips. The sight of you brought a sense of calm and happiness that Tara had never experienced before.

With great care, Tara shifted slightly to ensure you were still comfortably sleeping against her. She adjusted the blanket that draped over both of you, making sure you both were warm and snug. Her fingers brushed your hair, a tender gesture that she couldn't resist. The touch sent a shiver of warmth through her, a sign of the constant deepening connection between you two.

The book in Tara's hands held a captivating story, but her attention was divided. She found herself watching the rise and fall of your chest, listening to the soothing rhythm of your breathing. Memories of your shared moments, the laughter and meaningful conversations that you had exchanged, played in her mind like a slideshow, making her heart flutter.

As the night continued to unfold, Tara felt a growing sense of contentment. She was surrounded by the hush of the night, the gentle rustle of pages, and your comforting weight against her. This quiet companionship filled her with a unique happiness she had never known.

Tara leaned her head against yours, letting your presence envelope her. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you in a world of your own making. Your breaths synchronised, and the brunette felt a bond that was as tender as it was profound — a connection that transcended words.

Your eyelashes fluttered, a sign that you were starting to wake from your sleep. Tara noticed this and smiled softly. She knew the delicate balance of sleep that often accompanied moments like these. Gently, Tara pressed a kiss to your forehead, hoping to soothe you back into your dreams.

"It's alright," Tara whispered, her voice a gentle melody in the quiet room. "Rest a little longer, love. I'm here."

Your brows furrowed slightly, and you murmured something incoherent before settling back into a deeper sleep. Tara continued to read, her fingers occasionally tracing soothing patterns along your arm and waist. The warmth of Tara's presence and the soft reassurances seemed to work their magic as your breathing steadied once again.

As dawn approached, the first rays of sunlight gently illuminated the room. Tara felt you stir once more, your awakening becoming more pronounced this time. But Tara was ready, she leaned down to press another tender kiss to your forehead, her lips lingering as she whispered softly, "Sleep, baby. I'm right here with you."

Your features relaxed, and a small smile graced your lips. With Tara's presence and words as your lullaby, you quickly drifted back into the gentle embrace of sleeping in her arms. Tara continued to hold you, savouring the moment of your shared tranquility.

In the hushed darkness of the room, you remained entwined, lost in dreams and each other's company. The bond the two of you shared was as delicate as the moonlight filtering through the curtains, a testament to the unspoken emotions that had woven your hearts together.

As the night waned and the world outside gradually stirred awake, Tara sat in the soft morning light, her heart full of warmth and gratitude. With you in her arms, she had found a love that was both tender and unbreakable — a love that whispered promises in the quietest hours and painted dreams in moonlit hues.

#tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter #tara x reader #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega #scream 5 #scream 6 #jenna x reader

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