#Chad Meeks x fem black reader

[lovrre]

|Boyfriend,girlfriend stuff

Black fem reader x Chad Meeks-Martin

Word count: 3k

Warnings: A little bit of angst, fluff, drinking (alcohol oc) cursing, smut, fingering, oral (fem receiving ) and probably some other stuff….

Summary : a hot sex relationship that blooms from bringing a tub of cookies, becomes confusing when Chad wants more..

Author note: I really wanted this to be very short and to the point, but I always got to add a backstory 😒

Ever since Chad started seeing you, he couldn’t get enough of you. Everything about you was intoxicating to him. But you were still hell-bent on keeping your relationship a secret, but tonight he was going to change that. Your relationship with Chad started after you heard the stories Around campus of what happened to his group of friends and felt bad. After a lot of hyping up from your friends, You decided to bring him and his friends a tub of cookies. (but mostly for him) You knocked at the door awaiting an answer, the door quickly pulls open releasing the loud music from the party inside. “Hey?” Chad says, a little confused, looking down at you with a cute pink Tupperware container in your hand. “Hi…I’m Y/n sorry if I'm taking you from your party”.

You say slightly looking over his shoulder, “You're good” Chad says, waiting for you to continue. “I've heard about what…” You take a second trying to find your words. “Yeah, well umm I heard, and I wanted to bring you and your friends something” you say, handing Chad the Tupperware container filled with three types of cookies.

“Thanks….they look great,” Chad said, opening the container and peeking inside. “You’re welcome, the ones in the purple napkin are peanut butter, I heard Mindy say something about them in class, so those are mostly for her” Chad's impulses get the better of him, and he grabs a cookie taking a bite. “Mmm, shit these are good, you made these?” Chad asks, slightly mumbling because of the cookie in his mouth. “Yeah, it's something I do for fun, I'm glad you like them,” you say, trying hard not to smile too much. “ I do have to go though but tell Mindy I'll miss her in gov, oh and you guys can keep the container by the way,” you say beginning to walk away afraid if you stay longer you would embarrass yourself.

“Wait!” Chad says quickly, chasing after you. You turn around to face him and watch as he catches his breath. “ I know you said you had somewhere to go, but we’re having a little party inside and you're free to stop in and get a drink, you don’t have to stay long,” Chad asks with a smile you just couldn't say no to. “Uhh - sure,” you say after a second contemplation, walking back with Chad to the apartment

Inside you were surprised by the lack of people, from the outside it sounded like there were at least 20-plus people inside. But instead, it was just a small group of his friends, Mindy was on the couch with Tara, Sam, and the other friends you knew from the news. But there were some other two you'd never seen before. “Hey guys, this is my friend, y/n, she brought us cookies!” Chad says, holding up the container for everyone to see, you give everyone a small wave. “Oh, I know you,” Mindy says, taking a sip of her drink.

“Sweet!” a fluffy-haired white boy says, coming up and grabbing the container from Chad eating a cookie. “This is Ethan,” Chad says, gesturing to the boy “Damn These are good,” Ethan says with the cookie still in his mouth. “I would have made more if I knew there were more people here,” you say, looking around the room. “ something's better than nothing,” Tara says, grabbing a cookie from the container

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You had a lot more fun than you expected that night, hanging out with them felt like hanging out with old friends even though you barely knew any of them. You guys ended up playing a drinking game, and you got entirely too drunk. Sam and Quinn left early, but the others were talking about hitting up a real party that wasn't too far away from the house. You entertained the idea, but you knew you were far too drunk to do anymore partying. “ C’mon it's gonna be fun,” Tara said trying to pull you out the door, “I'm coming, I just need to go home and change, this isn't sexy enough for a frat party,” you say gesturing to your clothes “I gave you my number right, I'll text you when I'm on my way,” you say giving her a drunken wave as she walks out the door. “Ok, see you!” she says from the hallway.

Then it was only you and Chad left in the apartment, you moved around awkwardly playing with your keys by the front door. “Thank you so much for inviting me. I had a great time,” you said with your purse over your shoulder like you were ready to leave. “Thank you for bringing the cookies,” Chad said with a small smile, moving a bit closer making the air extremely thick. “ You're…welcome,” you say slowly, your eyes drifting to his lips. You debate your next action, carefully watching Chad's movements anxiously. “Can I make you stay” Chad says, his eyes now locked on your lips? You wet your lips before speaking “Mmhm” you nod before quickly connecting your lips with his, wrapping your arms around his neck. Against your sensible judgment, you slept with Chad that night, you had heard rumors of how he was in bed, but to experience it was something entirely different. A part of you was scared that Chad would look at you differently because you literally fucked him after knowing him for less than 5 hours. But In reality, it seemed like it only attracted him to you more. After that night, you guys began your secret sex relationship that consisted of you sneaking in and out of each other's places every other night.

When Chad would ask you to stay the night, you always came up with some excuse about school or work. He was getting tired of the secrecy and decided the best night to change that would be the Halloween party. You walk into the party a little late, looking for your friends. You see one of them, Kia bunched up in the corner dancing with some random girls. You walk up behind your best friend, grabbing her by the waist “Surprise!” you yell, scaring her and making her leap out of your grasp. “Jesus! Y/n you scared the shit out of me” your best friend says, grabbing at her chest “You'll be ok” you laugh, grabbing a cup in her hand and taking a sip.

“Wait…is this the costume you were talking about in the group chat?” Kia says, looking at your female boxer costume, “Damn girl you made it work” Kia says, making you do a little spin “bitch I told you to trust me” you laugh, almost spilling her drink. You two walk into the kitchen to get a drink and Kia suddenly turns to you remembering something.“Oh I almost forgot to tell you, your boyfriend here… He looks good too he's dressed up as some naked cowboy” she says teasingly “Not my boyfriend” you say, taking a shot. After the shot, Kia’s words actually sink In. “Wait…naked,” you say, your face still scrunched from the strength of the liquor. “ Ok I was being a little dramatic, more like a shirtless cowboy, boyfriend,” Kia says, taking a shot. “ Not my boyfriend!” you say again, looking for a clean solo cup to put some Pepsi and vodka In. “I dunno...if I'm fucking someone every day they my boyfriend, period,” Kia says, getting ready to take another shot “Good thing you're not”

You say, pouring Pepsi into your newly found solo cup. ”shhh no more talking, eat this” Kia says, forcing an Oreo in your mouth. You reluctantly chew the cookie, so you don’t choke. “What the fuck was that for?,” you say, trying to wipe the crumbs off your mouth. “ I was trying to make you do something other than LIE with That damn mouth,” Kia says laughing “Don't make me mad” joke, slightly shoving her. While you two are laughing, you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn around to see Chad shirtless in a straw cowboy hat accompanied by a blue bandanna wrapped around his neck. “ Speak of the devil” Kia says under her breath. Kia was right when she said he looked good. “Kia, can I steal y/n away for a bit,” Chad says, his arm somehow already around your waist pulling you away. “Please do she's annoying me,” Kia says sarcastically, watching as Chad drags you away. “Wow,” you say, shaking your head at Kia fake disappointed

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Chad drags you to a corner of the house that's slightly quieter than the rest.” your costume looks great“ he says, looking down at your costume, his eyes lingering on your body a second longer than appropriate. “Or rather you look great in your costume,” Chad says, making you laugh.

“Did you get my text?” Chad asks, getting extremely close, wiping a crumb of cookie off the corner of your mouth instinctively. “Someone might see,” You try to say, jokingly, gently moving Chad's hand and backing away from him. “And No… I didn't see your text” You reply, you were lying you did get Chad's text. It was a sweet text too, about how he wanted to finally become official. Sadly, you chose to ignore it out of fear. Chad stares at you for a second before his face falls, “You're lying… Again” Chad says, moving back a bit saddened. “ I'm sorry, I just-” you say, trying to pull Chad back slightly. He pulls his hand out of your grasp, “ Y/n I just don't get it, one day you're telling me how good we'd look together and the next you are completely ignoring me as if we haven't been fucking for the last two months!”

Chad says, clearly upset. “You're getting loud,” you say, looking around a little anxiously to see if anyone heard. “ I DON’T GIVE A FUCK” Chad yells out, causing some people to look in your direction “- sorry I shouldn't have yelled but, I don’t give a fuck about other people, and you shouldn't either Y/n”

Chad says, trying to calm himself down, “it’s not like that Chad,” you say, trying to pull him closer to you, so he can calm down “What is it like then y/n, tell me,” Chad asks, genuinely confused “I don’t want to get hurt Chad… I don’t want to open my heart only to wake up one day and find out some crazy teenager In A mask killed my boyfriend. I-“ Chad interrupts you “It wouldn’t be like-“ you cut him off this time “- let me finish, I wouldn’t be able to handle it Chad. I know myself and couldn’t handle losing you… I couldn’t. I like you a lot and I like what we have, why can’t we just-“

Chad cuts you off again, “Because this isn’t me having you, or you having me…“this,” he says, gesturing between the two of you

“-this is just great sex, without a title, is that it is that all you want it to be?” there’s a beat that passes as you let the words sink in “No…” you say quietly making Chad smile “and I’m not going anywhere baby I promise…my running from serial killer days are over,” Chad says with a smile pulling you in, you pretend to wrap your arms reluctantly around his neck. “ don't make promises you can’t keep” you whisper, your words directly hitting Chad’s neck causing shivers down his spine “that why I’m making promises I can keep, I’m not going anywhere” he whispers back into your ear. “ You promise?” you ask in the crook of his neck, Chad feels your smile against his skin and laughs “I promise, and how I about I make another promise,” He says, getting close to your ear to guarantee that you can hear him “how about I promise to be the best boyfriend…just to start,” he says his words hanging heavily in the air.

You look up from the crook of his neck into his eyes “Just to start off?” you ask, your brow lifting, and confusion “Yeah to start off…it usually goes, girlfriend, fiancé, wife sooo.. I’m starting it off” he says, swaying a little with you. “So you want me to be your wife,” you say jokingly, rubbing your hand back and forth over his soft curls, “That’s what you got from that?” Chad jokes, you nod trying not to smile too hard. “But to answer your question, that wasn’t really a question…. I will be your girlfriend” you say, smiling up at him. Chad ducks his head slowly hovering over your ear, “So that means we can do boyfriend and girlfriend things right?” He says lowly, causing butterflies in your stomach. “You’re childish” you rebottle try not to sound phased by his words. “ But you love it,” Chad says, grazing his lip over your ear. Now your mind was racing and your heart beating rapidly thinking of your twos’ past “girlfriend and boyfriend time”.

“Now that you’re my girlfriend-” his breath starts tickling your ear, and you cut him off, “Stop talking and take me upstairs before I fuck you right here,” you say, trying to keep your composure.

Chad doesn't say another word, guiding you upstairs to find a bedroom. You guys try the first two doors but they're locked, “in here” Chad says, pulling you into the bathroom. Your lips are on each other in seconds in a hot, passionate kiss. You break the kiss for a second to lock the door, but Chad stops you. “ Leave it open” he huffs, bringing you back to his lips. Your hand finds its way back into his hair. “Jump,” he says breathlessly, breaking the kiss. You do as he says, jumping and wrapping your legs around his waist. Chad carries you to the sink and places you on the edge. He starts leaving kisses on your neck, the sensation making you throw your head back, hitting the mirror. His kisses slowly go from your neck to your exposed chest. You let out a small moan and Chad smiles against your skin, ducking lower until he was above the exposed skin by your waistband. He leaves a slow kiss on your navel before slowly pulling down the waistband of your shorts. Catching a glimpse of your red lace lingerie.

“Jesus, Y/n I missed you,” he says while pulling you short all the way off. “It's a shame these have to go,” Chad says, pulling on the elastic of the panties and letting go, causing them to snap back popping you.“Ow” you laugh, swatting Chad's hand away “Sorry I had to,” he says leaning forward to giving you a little kiss on the lips before taking the panties completely off. Lips still on yours, his fingers slid in between your folds gathering your slick. You moan quietly, resting your head completely on the mirror behind you, breaking the kiss. “Shit, you’re so wet,” Chad says, enjoying the feeling of your arousal on his fingers. Chad doesn't say another word, resuming his position from earlier but now between your legs. Chad Groans when he sees your glistening cunt. “Open for me,” he says, slapping your thigh, making you spread your legs slightly, holding the side of the sink, so you don't fall.

Chad wasted no time licking and sucking on your clit. Pressing your legs back just enough, so he has enough room, “Oh god” you whisper as he starts to pick up the pace. The light hums he makes against your cunt as he eats you out was enough to throw you over the edge, “don't stop” you moan, grabbing at the back of his head and pushing him down. It was times like these you wished he grew out his hair just so you could pull at it. “Fuck you taste so good,” he says, lifting his head, his mouth covered in your juices. You nod and smile before pushing him back down.

When he starts back up, he focuses on your clit. You began lightly rocking your hips against his mouth, searching for release. Chad knows you're close and pushes your leg further as you were trying to close them because the feeling was too much to bear. There's a knock at the door, but you can't hear it over your moans, “SHIT TT CHAD!” you scream, pushing Chad's head down on your cunt. He stands up, placing his forehead against yours “What are doing?” you say breathlessly and slightly irritated due to the fact you were so close to cumming.

“ I want to watch you cum on my fingers,” Chad says while he pushes two fingers into your hot cunt. You muffle your loud moan into chads shoulder. He starts at a pace that he knows will throw you over the edge. The bathroom doo R swings open, exposing the two of you to some random drunk frat boy. “Shit, someone here,” you say, trying to push Chad off. He doesn't take his eyes off you, still pumping into you at an unbelievable pace. “I Don't give a fuck let him watch, let them know you're mine,” Chad says, grabbing your legs roughly and continuing to finger you relentlessly, adding a thumb and circling your clit. You let out a stream of potnagrapich moans.

You know it’s wrong, but the primal way he's fingering you while the boy watches only makes you wetter. “Are you going to close the fucking door!” Chad yes angrily, turning to look at the frat boy in the doorway “Shit sorry!” the boy finally says, closing the door, not before you catch a glimpse of the bulge growing in his pants. “ FUCK, I'M GONNA CUM! You scream, throwing your head back and cuming on Chad's fingers. Chad watches you intently, enjoying the extreme euphoria the orgasm brought you. Once you catch your breath, you speak “What happened to letting him watch?” you try to say jokingly, but your words come out more strained than you want “he was enjoying it too much, I rather keep you to myself” Chad says, leaving a slow a romantic kiss to your lips.

~~~~~

Once you two walk down stares, you realize everyone is looking at you. “ You think they heard over the music?” you say, trying to whisper to Chad. “ Oh we heard” Kia says behind you,” there is not enough therapy that can heal me from what I just heard” Mindy says with a traumatized look on her face. “ Congrats” Ethan says, trying to give Chad a first bump, Chad acts like he doesn’t want to, but a small smile creeps up on his face as he fits bumps, Ethan.

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Found

pairing: tara carpenter x black!fem!reader x chad meek-martin

summary: You've had a crush on both Chad and Tara for the longest and they finally find out. Not the way you wanted them to though.

warnings: mommy kink, daddy kink, fingering, cunnilingus, threesome.

“Mommy mommy mommy..” You whine out repeatedly like a mantra.

You were riding your pillow. Getting so worked up thinking about grinding your leaking cunt against hers.

You were alone in the apartment today. Getting bored quickly your mind started to wander. Only to end up with heated thoughts of the people you couldn’t get out of your head.

Tara Carpenter and Chad Meeks-Martin.

They were a pair that you couldn't stop thinking about. When they started dating, you lost all hope in getting with either of them but that didn’t stop you from fantasizing about having them both.

You continue your assault on your pillow your mind drifting to Chad groping you and whispering dirty things in your ear. Whimpers of their names could be heard throughout the apartment.

Tara laughs as she unlocks the door to your shared apartment.

"That literally makes no sen-" She was cut off by a loud moan.

"Holy shit is that Y/N?" Chad says amusedly.

"Do you think she's fucking someone? She was telling me about this guy she was super into." Tara says to Chad as a warm blush creeps up her neck.

"I hope not." Chad says making his way to your room slowly.

"Chad stop. We need to respect her privacy." Tara says following behind him hurriedly.

"Her doors open I just wanna see Tara." Chad says looking back at Tara with pleading eyes. "You know you're curious too."

"Just a peek. You're lucky I'm into her too" Tara says rolling her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest.

They both make their way toward your slightly ajar door.

"Tara" You moan out loudly causing them both to freeze. "Chad"

"I'm so close. Please let me cum." You cry out not even noticing them standing at your door.

"Y/N?" You hear a soft voice call out to you.

Out of shock, you flip off of your pillow onto your back, scrambling to cover yourself with the sheets.

You see Tara staring at you wide-eyed with a dark blush creeping up her cheeks. Chad hovering over her with an amused smirk on his lips.

"I-I'm so fucking sorry guys." You stammer out as tears well up in your eyes and fall down your cheeks.

"Y/N." Tara says softly walking towards your bed with her. She sits down next to you and takes you into her arms squeezing you firmly.

Chad trails in seconds later silently sitting down on your bed.

You look up at Tara through blurry eyes.

"I'm sorry. That was extremely inappropriate and irresponsible of me. I understand if you guys want to move out." You ramble out hurriedly.

Tara smiles softly at you. She leans down and takes you into a soft intimate kiss.

You feel a larger hand curl around your waist gently.

You pull back from the kiss abruptly remembering that Chad is here.

"Fuck Chad I shouldn't hav-," You're cut off by Chad wrapping his hand around your neck, bringing you in for a heated kiss.

Whereas Tara's kiss was soft, romantic, and mind-numbing. Chad's kiss is a lot more heated, frenzied, and soul-capturing.

You pull away from your kiss with Chad a lot more flustered than before.

"Oh my god." You mumble trying to catch your breath.

"Y/N I hope you've realized now that we both are super into you." Chad says breathlessly into my ear.

"Yeah and we've wanted you for the longest time," Tara says looking down at you fondly.

"R-Really I was kind of upset that you two got together because I've had a crush on both of you and I thought it would've been weird to approach you two because you guys seem totally into each other." You ramble sitting up quickly.

"But we're like totally into you babe." Tara says pulling you back towards her and kissing up your neck.

"Just say the word and you're ours," Chad says trailing his hand down to the front of your pants.

You whine softly bucking your panty-clad core into his warm hand.

"Please," You say softly looking into Chad's eyes.

"Please what?" He says pressing his hand down softly against your clothed cunt.

"Please Daddy I need you both." You say hiding your face in Tara's neck.

Tara's chest vibrates with laughter.

"Daddy that's so cute sweetheart. Does that mean I'm Mommy?" Tara says rubbing your back.

"Y-Yes Mommy." You stammer out as Chad rubs your sensitive clit through your underwear.

"Let's get these off of you." You hear Chad say as he shuffles to strip you of your underwear. "Cute panties."

Tara smoothly slides her hands under your tank top. Slipping it off of you quickly.

"You're so beautiful," Tara whispers into your ear.

She shuffles so her back is against the headboard laying you flat on her chest.

Chad lays down pushing your legs up towards your chest putting you on display for him. He dips his head down quickly taking your swollen clit into his mouth.

"Oh!" You cry out at the abrupt sensation.

Clamping your thighs around his head tightly you revel in the feeling of him sucking your clit. You feel Tara pinch your nipples firmly.

"Look at you. Such a pervert. Letting my boyfriend eat your pretty pussy." Tara says aloud.

You respond with a loud whine as you feel Chad start to tease your hole with his fingers.

"Mommy sit on my face please please." You rush out hurriedly wanting to taste her in your mouth.

Without another word, Tara moves from behind you laying you down on your back. Quickly shedding her pants she makes her way on top of you hovering her glistening cunt over your face.

You dive into her heated core feeling your orgasm approaching. You moan into her heat. Her moans encourage you to focus harder on making her feel good.

"Wait for me, baby. I want to cum with you." Tara says as you feel her move her hips quickly back and forth on your mouth.

You feel your legs start to shake as Chad continues his attack on your swollen cunt.

"I'm so close honey wait for me." Tara basically shouts.

Chad fingering you so deeply it makes your head spin.

"Oh my god baby cum with me cum with me." Tara cries out grinding down on your face roughly.

You feel your orgasm crash over you making you dizzy for a moment.

Tara climbs off of you laying down beside you. Chad lays down on your other side.

"So," Chad trails off, "How was I baby?" he says smiling over at me.

"Really good." You say letting out a soft yawn.

"Don't go to sleep on us yet pretty," Tara says leaning over to kiss you on the cheek. "Were just getting started.

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[infernalodie]

𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞 || 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬-𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧

“𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘎𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴“

Inspo: Bryson Tiller - Finesse (cover) Bryson Tiller - Leaning Ft. Tory Lanez, PARTYNEXTDOOR PARTYNEXTDOOR - Come and See Me ft. Drake

Pairing: Tara Carpenter x Black!Fem!reader x Chad Meeks-Martin

Summary: Their finesse was just enough to have you hooked...

Warnings: Angst, smut, threesome, Sub!reader, Switch!Tara Carpenter, Dom!Chad Meeks-Martin, oral, virginity loss, bulge kink, mommy kink, daddy kink, poly relationship, just incredibly soft.

Words: 2725

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

The blunt smoke filled the small confinements of your bedroom, mixing with the smoke from your bedroom after your shower. Music playing through your laptop resting on your dresser. Bryson Tiller’s lyrics play beautifully through your entranced gaze, lips mouthing the words. Humming whenever you were keeping the end lit, staring at the burning herb intently with a growing suffocation in your chest. The loud bustling streets of New York kept you up throughout the night and you were lucky to live with two people that could give a shit about what you did with your free time out of work.

Over the music, you knew Sam and Tara were awake. Either watching a movie or experiencing the same thing as you. After the attack in Woodsboro and the very long night with Richie’s family, sleep had become a second thought. And if you did sleep, you did it with the assistance of weed that clung to your senses. It was only those times that you felt at peace with the shit around you and you enjoyed it.

It also helped remove your hearing from Tara’s room that was next door to yours. Her moans, Chad’s groans, it fucked with your head. You were surprised you had managed to stay here as long as you have under the conditions you were placed under regularly.

Lifting your head at the sound of knocking, you hummed loud enough for the person to hear. The door cracked open a bit, revealing Sam with a soft smile. “You wanna have dinner with us? Chad and Mindy are here.”

“It’s 11:23 PM, Sam. You don’t think this might cause a noise complaint?” You asked, placing the blunt between your lips as you looked around your room for some pants to wear.

“You are the only person that would worry about that,” Sam teased, laughing softly. “Come out when you’re ready. We can wait.”

“Wait. I didn’t even say I would-” Your words fell short with the door clicking shut, silencing whatever protest you had. Your lips pursed, dropping the towel covering your top and bottom and searching for some clothes. In the aftermath of the attacks, taking care of your personal space fell short as well as your health. And the addition of two people you had crushes on fucking in the room next to yours didn’t help with getting back on track.

So, with a heavy heart and an annoyed mood, you slipped on some boxers and a thin white crop top. Placing the blunt between your lips before you opened your door to get sight of the kitchen. Seeing the core of the group standing around talking and laughing. But more notably, Tara and Chad were hanging onto one another.

Although your chest ached at the sight, you had to admit that they were cute together. Anyone either of them were with made them an ideal image of what should be expected from a relationship. Tara was soft and confident, not afraid to show off who she was with like they were some sort of higher being compared to her. Chad seemed like a douche with his varsity jacket, but he was loving to the ones closest to him. He defeated the image people gave him years ago.

They were perfect for one another and that’s what makes it hard for you.

But you had managed to keep it obscured by compliments for the couple and smiles that would deter them from thinking otherwise.  And so far, you were able to convince yourself there wasn’t anything else on your end except happiness for the two.

The clicking of your door shutting grabbed Mindy’s attention. Her lips tilted into a smile as she walked over. “Hey, sweetheart,” she greeted softly.

You smiled, pulling the joint from your lips, soaking in the warmth of the girl's arms, hugging her firmly. “Hey, M.”

Although you couldn’t be sure, you had a suspicion Mindy knew of your feelings for the pair. Or for one of them. She didn’t make it well-known. Only giving you a sympathetic look whenever you were caught staring at the couple longingly. And to be honest, you preferred it that way. The less one knew, the better.

“Are you having dinner with us?” Chad inquired, smiling. “I heard Sam made your favourite meal.”

Pulling from Mindy’s hug, feeling her arm slightly tighten around your waist, you hummed. “Uh, I think I’m just going to sleep. You guys enjoy yourselves.”

Tara huffed, pouting. “C’mon, Y/n. You haven’t had dinner with us since we moved to New York,” she whined. “Just tonight, please.”

Having them both plead and almost be interested in you attending the diner made your heart swell. But you couldn’t just hang up your feelings and feel relinquished by their effect when you were near them. This whole crush thing was still very new to someone who had felt protected by it because of them always wanting the best for you. So, those two - the pair that never wanted you to date someone undeserving - just turned out to be the ones to hold the keys to your heart. And with something like that, it created a fear of what might happen if you tried to get closer.

Being friends was the only option.

So, you placed the joint between your lips and walked away. Closing your door with a soft click before you pulled the joint away and exhaled heavily. Staring out the window to look down at the busy streets of New York. 

“It’s going to be a long night.”

If you knew that Chad would’ve stayed the night, you might’ve had your music playing louder to hopefully block out the noises from next door. Or you might’ve done a hit off your dab rip and knocked yourself out so you wouldn’t have to listen to them at all.

But it was too late and you were forced to listen to the moans that fell from Tara’s lips. The faint slapping of skin against skin with Chad’s groans and guttural moans imprinting on your mind. No matter how much weed you smoked, it wouldn’t change the growing ache between your thighs that appeared. And the drug only intensified the knot beginning to wind and curl together into something you didn’t have the power of breaking on your own.

That’s why you would just blame the drugs for what you were doing. Stepping down the hall quietly, hoping the floorboards wouldn’t wheeze under the pressure of your feet. Hand resting against the wall, supporting your hazy mind that tried to formulate the multitude of lustful thoughts filling it.

Soon enough, you stood at the door belonging to Tara. It was closed, clearly. And there was still so much time for you to back out on this. Just leave your desire to be dealt with on your own. But you were greedy. For once in your life, you wanted to finally experience or see something you’ve dreamed of for years.

Your hand shakily reached for the knob and slowly turned it. Your face scrunched up, slowly opening it and praying the hinges didn’t give you away. But when they didn’t and you had a sizable hole to look inside you leaned against the frame. The noise coming from the pair was louder now and your imagination was put to shame.

Tara’s back was to you, her hand findings support with their place on Chad’s chest as she bounced on his cock. Her head lulled back with a moan. Chad’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, holding the girl’s hips and forcing her to grind against his pelvis. His chocolate-toned skin has marks of red along his neck with Tara’s nails continuing to mark his skin viciously.  There was a faint tremble of his legs when Tara arched her back, hands falling back to his thighs, displaying her chest to the man.

Their movements, the sounds they made, and the heat that had built into the room were incredibly intimate, in their own rough way. It made those desperate thoughts take hold of your hand that slipped past the hem of your pants. Tips of your fingers brushing over your sensitive clit that sought out the need for stimulation. And you were keen to be a little selfish.

You gasped, pads of your fingers pressing to the bundle. Keeping your eyes focused on the fat of Tara’s ass and how easily she took Chad’s cock. It was incredibly hot. Glossing over the girl’s body, you could spot something faint along her stomach. Something bulged with each perfect thrust of her hips. Each time she did so, a whine slithered past her swollen lips.

This was wrong, but it also felt like there was no other possible way to relieve yourself of this ache. Not when you are already this far in. You looked down, seeing a faint damp spot along the apex of your sweatpants that had leaked through your boxers. And it came as a shock to hear Chad hum in approval, earning your attention. Finding him staring with a smirk made you gasp sharply, your body tensing under his gaze.

“Tara, look at that.” Following her boyfriend's stare, she found you staring with your hand still in your pants and a desperate look in your eyes. “Our baby is so needy. Should we help her?”

A slow mischievous smile pressed Tara’s lips. Her eyes rolled up and down your body and absorbed each little detail exposed to her. “C’mere, baby.” Tara’s luscious voice lured you in. Like a lost puppy, you walked in with a guilty layer over your face. Eyes unable to meet theirs for understandable reasons. And soon, you stood by the side of the bed, able to see Tara’s breast which looked better than you had imagined. Or Chad, who you’ve seen almost entirely naked, but with wounds from previous attacks giving it more character and beauty.

It defied every little thing you had once thought.

Tara’s hand reached out to you, gently grabbing you by the hip and pulling you forward to the point that your thighs were pressed to the side of the mattress. She tilted her head, looking down at Chad as she felt his cock twitch inside of her. So, with an idea, she began to rock her hips. It elicited a groan from Chad, who stared at you intently, trying to stop his eyes from rolling back in pleasure.

“Do you like when Y/n watches, baby?” Tara inquired with a quiet laugh. “If you don’t come, maybe I’ll just ask her to join us.” And then she looked at you, seeing you swallow thickly. “Would you be alright with that?”

You nodded a bit too vigorously. It made Tara laugh softly, tracing her hand down your stomach and to the hem of your pants. Chad followed his girlfriend's hand, wanting desperately to see you crumble underneath Tara. “Can I?” Her silent request was answered by a shallow “Yes”.

She breached the hem of your sweatpants, fingertips guiding her toward your slick cunt. You closed your eyes, relishing in her touch until she finally grazed your clit. A whimper spilled out from between your lips, shamefully thrusting, searching for that same splash of stimulation.

It brought a smile to Tara’s lips that parted, diving her fingers through your cunt and moaning at how damp you were for them. “You were right, Chad. She’s fucking soaked.” If you weren’t embarrassed before, you sure as hell were now. Especially when Tara pulled her hand out of your pants and inspected her digits. Scissoring and watching at the strings connecting between her fingers. Lowering her hand to Chad’s lips which parted eagerly, taking his girl’s fingers and sucking them. A deep hum blossomed from his chest.

“You taste- nghn!” Tara interrupted him with a sharp slam of her hips, walls convulsing around his cock

“Why don’t you hop on, baby? I’m sure Chad wants to taste you for himself.” Tara smiled.

Nervously, you stripped yourself of your sweatpants, shirt, and panties before awkwardly getting onto the bed. And the two watched in amusement as you sat above Chad’s face. But the restraint Chad had once had slowly relinquished with her hands grabbing your hips. “I’m tired of waiting.” He yanked you down, heat pressing to his lips.

You gasped, looking down and seeing Chad’s tongue just barely peek out before he licked a thick stripe through your lips. A very loud slurping sound came from beneath as he feasted upon your engorged clit. Humming deeply, sending vibrations through your body in tidal waves. Causing your legs to twitch, lightly squeezing around his head.

Through the haze of pleasure, Jenna grabbed your cheeks, squeezing gently and forcing you to meet her gaze. Finding her lips etched into a grin. “Do you like his tongue inside of you, baby?”

All you could do is nod, melting in her touch. Allowing her to bend, turn, and inspect your body as she saw fit. Giving up full control to the man between your legs and the girl sitting in front of you, getting off on Chad’s cock and your own pleasure.

The knot in the pit of your stomach was growing tighter. Strings keeping you grounded beginning to tear. And Tara got lost in your short gasps, eyes clamped shut, and high-pitched whines.  Your hips grinding messily against Chad’s face, but the taste of your juices and the texture of your puffy clit was too good to care.

And when the strings finally snapped, it was a flash behind your eyes. Body tensing and shivering with a trembling cry tumble from your swollen lips. “Fuck, Daddy!”

That was enough for Chad to become unhinged and wrap his arms around your thighs and keep you seated on his face. Feasting off you like it would be his last meal. And the reaction he earned was well worth it. Legs shaking, nails biting into his chest, choked pants, and a drunken expression on your face.

Tara could feel Chad’s cock twitching with each roll of her hips. If she’d known he had a kink like that, she might’ve used it a while ago. And something about seeing you like this and the acknowledgement that you were bringing out the most feral sides of them wanted her in on the action. “Fuck her with your tongue, Chad.”

He did as he was told. His slick tongue pushes past your fluttering entrance and curls with each thrust. Meanwhile, Tara pressed her fingers to your clit and rubbed tight and quick circles. Sending you into cloud nine as you cried. “Mommy!”

The three of you came undone one after the other in seconds. Beautiful sounds fill the small bedroom with your bodies trembling under the blissful heat of pleasure.

When you came undone once more and the pair’s dual efforts brought you down from the high, you shakily tried sitting up. Your thighs shaking, weak from the ministrations and sensitivity of your cunt. Able to at least move enough to the side to lay down and place a hand over your chest, trying to calm down your thundering heart.

Both of them watched and listen to you in the post-orgasm and could already feel the arousal pooling once more. Your knees were bent and twitching, choked laboured breaths falling from your lips. It inflated their ego’s more than they needed to be.

“I hope you know we aren’t done, sweetheart.” Tara’s words had you lazily turning your gaze to her. Following her figure disappear behind you and lift you to lean against her chest. Her hands squeeze your breasts and make you let out a mewl at the touch. But when you looked at Chad, he was situated between your legs, cock still hard and resting against your stomach.

He leaned down, pecking your lips that you tried to reciprocate to the best of your ability. Pulling away, Chad grabbed the base of his cock and gently tapped his red angry tip against your clit. Smiling in amusement at your sharp cries, your body tensing with each shock of pleasure. “Oh, baby,” he muttered, pressing the tip to your entrance that squeezed around nothing, your body already communicating what you couldn’t. “We’re going to fucking ruin you.”

#tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter x you #tara carpenter x black!fem!reader #tara carpenter x black!reader #tara carpenter x black reader #tara carpenter x black fem reader #tara carpenter imagine #tara carpenter fanfcition #tara carpenter fluff #tara carpenter angst #tara carpenter smut #tara carpenter #tara carpenter scream 5 #jenna ortega #chad meeks imagine #chad meeks fanfiction #chad meeks x black!reader #chad meeks x black!fem!reader #chad meeks x black reader #chad meeks x black fem reader #chad meeks smut #chad meeks angst #chad meeks fluff #mason gooding #scream 6 #x black!reader #x black reader #x reader #x black!fem!reader #x black fem reader

[ethanlvndry]

Yeah, I said it.

Pairing:Chad Meeks-Martin X Black!Reader

Type:Smut

Warnings:Spanking(barely), Dacryphilia, consensual picture taking, weed.

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"Go in slow, but I want you to pipe it"

Chad preps my hole with his thick, long fingers. He laughs at my whines, and pleas for him to go faster.

"Hold on, baby, you're gonna hurt yourself"

His words keep me still for only 10 seconds before I'm pushing my hips back onto his fingers.

"Need it so bad! Please, Chad!"

He rolls his eyes before taking his fingers out of me. Leaving me clenching on nothing. I squint my eyes shut until I hear the sound of a belt buckle being unfastened. I turn my head slightly only for it to be forced back forward by a pair of hands.

"Eyes ahead, princess"

"Take it home on your camera phone"

As I'm on my way to my fifth orgasm from Chad's cock, I hear him rummaging for something on the dresser. I close my eyes and think nothing of it until I hear a sound camera shutter. I open my eyes to see Chad taking pictures of me in my fucked out haze. Not only fucked up from Chad, but the blunts we hit earlier.

He puts the camera closer to my face, and on closer inspection, I see how red I am. Not just my eyes, but my neck too. The love bites appear red, even through my melanated skin.

I try to steady my breath, but Chad catches on, and he wants to make this as difficult as possible for me.

"Dickin' you down real good, huh? Fucking stirring up those guts huh?"

His questions are answered with my screams of pleasure, vibrating through my walls, definitely notifying my dorm level about what's happening.

"So cockdrunk you can't even speak. Ya can't even comprehend what I'm saying to you.

I try to make something come out of my mouth, but all that comes but is drool, dripping out the sides of my my mouth and small incomprehensible babbles.

"You could be rough, boy, but you won't"

As Chad pulls out of me, I hear him laugh at my whines of discomfort. Despite that, I noticed a slight falter in his movements compared to his earlier rough ones.

He rolls me onto my stomach to fold me in half, just to fuck me back into a deep state of euphoria.

I cry, but not because it feels good. But because I love him. I love Chad so much, and I don't think he knows it. But he'll know, especially after I pay him back for how he's made me feel on our own time.

"Yeah, I said it."

Like I said, I'm paying Chad back for the way he's made me feel. Situating myself right between his legs, my head bobbing up and down on his long, and girthy cock. My hands cradling what couldn't fit down my throat. I felt myself wanting to cum just at his sounds. The state I was in, no doubt, giving him a reason to get hard again. Fluid all over my face, neck, and chest. A mixture of cum, saliva, and tears. My throat taking what I could to the best of my ability.

Gosh, I could never get tired of this.

#Spotify #chad meeks martin x reader #chad meeks martin #chad meeks martin smut #scream 6 x reader #screamvi x reader #scream 6 smut #scream vi smut #chad meeks martin x black!reader #chad meeks martin x black!fem!reader

[queeniekiy]

Masterlist

After realizing I put taking request in my bio without specifically what I write for. I write the reader in mind as a black women/men or Poc but you do not have to read as a Poc

Jonathan Daviss

 Barbados surprise  

Trevante Rhodes

Vinnie Hacker

Danny Ramirez

#chris evans x black reader #chad meeks x fem!reader #pope heyward #jonathan daviss x black!reader #vinnie hacker x black!reader #pedro pascal x reader #Oscar Isaac x black!reader

[shadesslut]

𝓔𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓻𝔂 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

Series:

loving her was red - (Dark!Ethan x Fem!reader) (smut!)

(pt. 1 pt. 2 pt. 3 pt. 4 pt. 5 pt. 6 pt. 7 pt. 8)

brotherly love - (Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader) (smut!)

(pt. 1 pt. 2)

a father’s malice - (Ex-Gf!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader)

(pt. 1 pt. 2 pt. 3 pt. 4)

me and the devil - (Black-Swan!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader)

(pt. 1)

Oneshots:

virtuous mother - (Soft!Ethan x Fem!Reader with mommy issues) (fluff, angst!)

were you scared? - (GF!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader) (smut!)

i love you - (Mean!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader with asthma) (fluff, angst!)

i'll be a call away -(Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader) (Slight angst, fluff)

i don't wanna be friends - (Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader) (Smut, Ethan being mean!)

serene - (Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader) (Fluff!)

can't get rid of me - (Manipulative!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader) (Smut!)

talk me through it - (Grunge!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader) (Smut!)

fucktoy - (Ethan Landry x Short!Fem!Reader) (Smut, size kink!)

haunted - (Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader) (Angst, fluff!)

delicate - (Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader) (Smut!)

pretty little thing - (Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader) (Smut!)

rough - (Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader) (Smut!)

✮Ethan and Chad✮

it takes two - (Gf!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader x Gf!Chad Meeks-Martin) (Slight angst, smut!)

(pt. 1 pt. 2)

good girl, bad boy - (Chad Meeks-Martin x Fem!Reader x Ethan Landry) (Smut!)

#scream #scream 6 #scream vi #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #jack champion #ghostface x reader #ethan kirsch #ethan landry smut #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry fluff

[jazzsonly]

౨ৎ blurb. ౨ৎ

ᴇᴠᴇʀʟᴏɴɢ

pairing(s): chad meeks-martin, mindy meeks-martin x fem!sibling!reader (x tara carpenter.)

warning(s): angst(?) mentions of reader being in fight, mentions of reader having a black eye, arguing, obviously blk!reader, shitty writing, typos—not proofread, mentions of being stabbed—mentions of ghostface attacks, established romantic relationship between reader and tara, mentions of a panic attack, though not specified, reader is 19.

summary: chad and mindy’s, troubled little sister.

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“sit down.” mindy uttered through her gritted teeth as her hand firmly grasps your right shoulder, her nails digging into your skin through the fabric of your faded evil dead shirt as she harshly pushes you down into the couch that was placed in the living room of your girlfriend’s shared apartment.

“look at your face! a black eye?!” you squint at your older sister, giving her scornful eyes that she definitely didn’t miss.

“what?” she pauses. “you have something to say to me? say it.”

“i’m not a child, mindy—”

“then act like it!” her hands throw up exclaiming frustration before falling back down to her side in a, rightful, dramatic manner.

“you won’t even hear me out! why is it always my fault?”

this time her eyes squint at you, not in angry or frustration but in astonishment. “because it just is, y/n. every week it’s the same thing with you and i won’t deal with it anymore.”

she won’t deal with it anymore? what does that mean? was she sending you back to woodsboro?

letting your teeth sink into your bottom lip, hard enough to draw blood from the cut you had got from a previous fight earlier this week; you watched as the girl paced back and forth, her hands firmly on her hips and her breathing uneven. she was clearly stressed—or maybe even something more than stressed.

but chad wouldn’t let her do that, would he? he wouldn’t send you away?

“not only did we agree but we helped you convince mom and dad to let you come to new york with us, we convinced them that we’d look after you and make sure you finished high school.”

“all while we promised we’d go to college, but every week either me or chad has to leave class early because you got into trouble—and you don’t even care!”

“not once have yo—”

the apartment’s door’s locks clicked and it creaked open, revealing chad with sam and tara who appeared by his side.

“hey, i got here as—”

“what happened to your face?” chad was cut off by tara, who rushed over to you, crouching down in front of you and cupping your bruised face.

“‘s nothing tar.” you pull away from the girl’s touch is a resentful manner, still very high in emotion from mindy’s scolding.

“it’s nothing? dude, half of your face is bruised.” chad spoke up as he stepped by mindy’s side, arms crossed.

sam wallowed in the back, not sure if she had the right to say much in this situation. (which, according to mindy and chad she had the right to scold you whenever, maybe even more than them at times.)

“i had to defend myself, so what?” you shrug, a plastic nonchalant aura rolling off you with a very loud hint of anger.

“every week?” tara asks in dismay, hating to see this site get worse and worse.

you shrug again.

“i can’t with you right now.” tara threw her hands up, moving away from you, not wasting any time to make her way to the hallway that led to her room.

“then don’t! i don’t wanna deal with any of you right now! you don’t listen to me, you act like you’ve never had to defend yourself—you act like i haven’t gone through what you’ve gone through!”

you stand up in haste from the spot mindy had forced you into.

“fighting a literal serial killer and fighting some scrawny girl at school are two different things, y/n!” mindy broke down her words in a belittling manner.

sam now too had disappeared to her room, giving you three privacy though you could be heard through the walls. (thank god quinn wasn’t here, she would’ve got a kick from eavesdropping.)

“why can’t you channel this energy into something important? like soccer—oh, wait you got kicked off the team for what? fighting!”

chad eyes mindy, deciding to step into the conversation, knowing the nerve that could’ve hit for you as you had drunkenly expressed just how much it hurt you to get booted from the team you had worked so hard to be on, even planned to play in college when you had the chance.

“look, what mindy is trying to say is: we care about you, y/n—you’re our sister but you can’t keep doing this…you aren’t just hurting yourself but us too.”

“and tara,” chad points towards the girl’s whereabouts.

“even sam.”

“how does it hurt you all, if i fight someone?”

i had to skip class two days in a row for you. chad though but failed to vocalize, viewing it as pointless.

“…mindy and i have been talking, and thinking a lot.”

you heart beat began to pick up, a swirl of a holeless pit formed in your stomach at the long pause in chad’s words.

“we think you should go back to woodsboro.”

your illogical anger has flushed away in mere seconds after the words hit your ears, immediately you became their little sister again.

“no, i—look, i won’t fight anymore—i’ll—i’ll go to the stupid therapy with you guys!”

you watched as chad eyed mindy, him believing in your words while she held a faithless look, knowing, even if you were her little sister there was little to no truth to your words.

hell, even you knew there was little to no truth to your words. but you were just a kid, even if you were just a year younger than them—it scared you, it scared every single second that ghostface could be back.

you could be stabbed again, in the hospital room right beside your girlfriend, in physical pain on your own and in mental pain, not knowing if the people you love most in this world were even going to make it.

you weren’t even sure if you were going to make it.

these things, these emotions and thoughts formed a livid storm in you like no other.

you’re just a teenager, and like any other teenager you assume you’re strong—you don’t need any type of therapy, where you talk about your feelings and any of dumb shit, shit just to bring the memories back.

you beat it physically on your own, so you can beat it mentally on your own.

but you couldn’t be more wrong, your troubled day to day be proof of this.

this very moment, the fear that rang through your body being proof of it too.

“please. i can’t—” your knees bulk causing you to drop back down to the couch, a slight dizzy feeling taking over your head, an enclosure taking over your chest.

a panic attack forming that you were all too familiar with, battling them alone in your room—too prideful to talk to anyone, well, minus tara who had helped you through a few.

“y/n? what’s wrong? breathe.” your siblings instantly by your side.

they don’t miss the look in your eyes, almost as if they were foreign too and you couldn’t understand what was going on.

“i think she’s having a panic attack.” chad notes, his hand resting on your shoulder.

“uh, what do we do? what—”

you flutter your eyes, managing to utter out a name.

“tar—tara.”

“tara—tara? get tara!” mindy orders chad, who is quick on his feet.

“just breathe, y/n. it’s okay. i’m here. chad’s here, and tara’s here. it’s all alright.” mindy’s harsh tone had broken down to a soft one, the same one she would use when you were kids and chad would make you cry by breaking one of your toys, and the same one she used when you were in the hospital bed after being attacked by ghostface.

“baby? what’s wrong?” tara crouches down in front of you, like when she first came in the door, this time in a haste to comfort you instead of worrisome about your bruises.

“i—i’m sorry.” you grasp her wrist as her hands settle on either side of your face.

“it’s okay. you don’t need to be sorry, i’m not mad at you. neither are chad and mindy.”

the carpenter eyes them, getting them to shake their head in support.

“we’re all just a little stressed out, okay? that doesn’t mean we’re mad at you.”

“i love you, breathe for me.” you shake your head, following the breathing guidelines she were displaying for you.

“she’s calming down.” tara assures the twins.

“come on,” tara stands, holding out here hand for you to take.

“let’s get you cleaned up and then we can lay down, yeah?”

“but—”

“you can talk with chad and mindy later, come on, i know you want some cuddles.” tara teases in a joking manner, attempting to lighten the mood.

mindy taking note of the comment, being sure to tease you about ‘wanting cuddles’ later.

━━━ 👩🏽‍💻 i would love to write an actual story based off this but i have no real ideas, if you guys have any send em my way 👀

#sam carpenter #scream six #tara carpenter #ghostface #ethan landry #jenna ortega #scream #writingofn #mindy meeks martin #sam carpenter x you #tara carpenter x you #tara carpenter x y/n #tara carpenter x female reader #tara carpenter x amber freeman #tara carpenter x reader #jazzsonly #blk!reader #chad meeks x reader #chad meeks martin #chad meeks imagine #mindy meeks imagine #mindymeeksmartin

[sw-33-ts-stuff]

Could do tara carpenter x fem reader

R is Wrongly accuse of being ghostface and conviently disappeared even though she innocent *amber frames r by planting all the stuff the killer use in her bag and now everyone but mindy and Sam hate r as everybody suspect her of doing this except for mindy and Sam even to the point of hating her*

Tara is upset and hurt even believing that r is the killer because ghostface called and said stuff that only r knew about

*both Mindy and Sam have known r for a long time considering how sam used to babysit all of them and how attach r is to Tara when they were little. And they know r is not the killer as they know how much she loves and care for both Tara and Sam. And Sam was happy for r as she really approve of her dating her sister since she always was willing to do anything to make Tara happy*

Maybe have Tara and other come to r rescue *she was trapped in amber’s house the whole time which explain why she didn’t return their calls or text*

I really hope I did this request justice .........

Tara Carpenter X Fem!Reader

Samantha Carpenter couldn't leave her little sister unprotected especially now as she had been attacked. She thought back to when they were younger and how she watched all of them.

Images of a young Mindy, Chad and Y/N playing with Tara in her backyard going through her mind. She'd laugh as she'd watch Mindy and Chad try to tag team to beat Tara in a game and Y/N always came to the rescue even when she knew she'd get the brunt of their force. 

Her shiny (e/c) eyes always looking to her younger sister in complete adoration. 

She remembered the day the girl ran in the rain searching every sidewalk for Tara's favorite necklace. The younger Carpenter heart broken until the two came back necklace in hand. Y/N even going as far as cleaning it and putting it in a jewelry box to keep it from getting lost again. 

"Babe we're here." Richie broke Sam from her trance as she parked in front of the familiar house. She knocked quietly pushing the door open and finding her favorite kids sitting in the Meeks-Martin living room. She started introducing everyone as she hugged them going last with Y/N as the two stayed embraced just a little longer. 

To Sam, Y/N was family. She remembered when she had first found out about her situation at home and the blatant neglect her parents gave her. She'd allow the girl to stay over for nights on end worried that her abusive father would bring harm to her. Sam barely spared a glance to Amber who just gave a fake smile in return. It took a moment before she realized the black haired girl was wearing Tara's necklace. 

The group were discussing their list of suspects The former sheriff Dewey providing his insight as well.

"And where were you Y/n?" She saw the girl flinch from the corner of her eye as she and Amber began to stare each other down. 

"Like I told the police I went out to get food." 

"Suspicious." Muttered Wes. She turned her narrowed eyes to the blonde. 

"Tell me Wes what motive would I have for hurting Tara?!" The boy gave a sarcastic grin. 

"You mean besides the fact that she left you for Amber?" Y/N's jaw clenched as Sam's eyes shot up in surprise. 

Amber chuckled shrugging. 

"What can I say? The heart wants what it wants, and he does have a point. Didn't the police mention how the killer somehow knew about Tara's alarm system?" 

You just grit your teeth not bothering to respond as Mindy went to defend you. 

"If that's the case Wes then don't both you and Amber have just the same chance at being the killer?" The blonde and raven haired girl turned to the female twin. 

"Excuse me?!"

"Seriously?"

Mindy scoffed. "Oh please Wes we all know about your crush on Tara even before she began dating anyone, and Amber may want to make sure no one can take her the same way she got her." She paused for dramatic effect. "If I can't have her no one can." 

Chad and Liv still eyed Y/N who had yet to say anything to defend herself. 

Amber just smirked as Wes panicked to defend himself. 

"I have an alibi!"

"Aren't there usually two killers in the Stab films?" Liv spoke from beside her boyfriend. 

"Not in the 8th film Liv stay in your lane." The pink haired girl scowled. 

"I'm sorry and you are?" Richie asked.

"Liv, Chads girlfriend-"

"Of six months!" The overly cheerful boy finished making her kiss his cheek. 

"And no one thinks that's suspicious?" Dewey spoke from his seat. He turned to Richie. "And how long have you and Sam been dating?" 

Richie mumbled. "Six months." 

Sam turned to Y/n.

"You guys finally got together?" It was the first question she'd ask since she got there. The younger girl nodded a small smile on her lips before it fell. She did not explain any further as she looked out the window.

Sam thought back to the day Y/n came to her for advice on her feelings for her younger sister. The poor girl felt as if something was wrong with her because she felt warm whenever her sister was around. How she found everything about her fascinating. She was sweating, fingers picking at the skin as she was scared Sam wouldn't love her the same.

Sam tried her best to make sure the girl knew her feelings were perfectly normal and nothing to be ashamed of. She knew they'd probably take a while to officially get together but she'd hope once they did they'd stick together no matter what. She also hoped she'd know that they would always be there for her no matter the circumstance.

Ambers phone rang. "That's Tara, if you guys don't mind I think I'm going to go make sure my girlfriend is protected." 

Everyone had left the Meeks-Martin household and Sam had sent Richie back to the hotel. Before she pulled off she rolled her window down seeing Y/N about to walk home. 

"Hey, are you hungry?"  The younger girl gave a small smile and nod. The were sat in the booth waiting for their orders when Sam finally broke the silence. 

"What happened?" The younger girl shrugged picking at a napkin. 

"I really don't know. One day we were fine the next I'm hearing about how cool Amber is and I let my jealousy get the best of me. I made a dumb comment that if Amber was so awesome then she could date her. When I went to apologize I headed over to your house and found them kissing on the front porch." 

Sam's eyes softened. 

"And you guys still hang out as a group?" 

"Of course, she may not be my girlfriend but I did make a promise to always be there for her." Y/n chuckled. "Plus Mindy wouldn't let me sit in my room and cry for more than a couple days." 

Sam laughed as their food was placed before them.  "And when did you became a couple?"

Y/n sighed. "It was a couple of years ago, she was getting a lot better so I took her out for a picnic on the beach. She was mad I had to cancel our plans the day before." 

You smile softly at the memory. Picking at the food on your plate as she did the same.

"I don't even remember what she said I just remember kissing her and telling her that I was in love with her and have been for as long as I can remember. I told her I'd never leave her side and asked her to be my girlfriend. I told her no matter what happens between us good or bad at the end of the day we'll fix it. I thought we were doing great but as you can see six months later I guess we couldn't."

When they had finished, Sam offered to drop off Y/n but the younger girl insisted she go check on Tara, since she couldn't at the moment. 

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On her way to the hospital, Sam found cop cars outside of Sheriff Hicks house. 

"What's going on?" 

"Can't tell you."

"I used to babysit the boy who lives there."

"The sheriff and her son have been murdered."

"What?!" She turned and saw a familiar face. She ran up to the tall man. 

"What are you doing here?!" He could barely get words out before she spoke again. 

"Who's at the hospital protecting my sister?!" 

Her phone rang. 

"Sam-"

"Richie I need you to go to the hospital to check on Tara." 

She jumped in the surprised when Dewey got in the passenger seat. 

"DRIVE!"

She grabbed her phone to dial Y/N only to receive a voicemail. Her brows furrowed. 

Over the years she'd kept in touch with her to keep tabs on Tara no matter what the time was she always answered the phone. 

She tried again.

And again.

And again. 

Tara sent Amber home. She went to call the nurse and received no response. Sensing something off she begins to get out of the hospital bed and into the wheelchair nearby. 

She begins to wheel herself out the room as she spots a pool of blood. Following its trail she finds the security guard behind the desk bleeding out. His mouth gaping trying to form words. Tara feels tears begin to fill her eyes as she places a hand only her mouth biting back a scream. She goes closer towards his holster. 

Fuck! No gun. 

She hears a crash nearby and hides in the nearest room. She hears footsteps draw closer looking around she grabs a bed pan. The door to the room over opens. She steels herself as the door opens. She swings as hard as she can and nails someone. 

"Ow goddamn it!" 

"Richie?!"

"Sam called said you were in trouble-"

"Look out!" 

He turns in time only getting his arm sliced. Richie falls to the floor screaming as Tara flings a box of nearby syringes at Ghostface. Ghostface falls back into the nearby bed as Tara tries to wheel out of the room. Richie moves to get up but Ghostface kicks him in the face knocking him out cold. 

Richies phone begins to ring. 

"Hello Samantha. Richie can't come to the phone right now due to his impending death."

Tara keeps trying to wheel herself down the hall her bloody hand pushing as best it can.

"Please don't kill him!"

"This is what happens to people who stick their noses in business that has nothing to do with them. Or...should I carve up little sis again instead? Tell you what, you can chose. I'll only kill one. Who do you want to hear die?"

"Why are you doing this?" 

"Oh come one Sam didn't daddy always say it was a lot scarier when there was no motive?" 

Ghostface yanks Tara from the wheelchair making her crawl to the elevator.

"Now chose. Or I kill them both." She sobs.

"Really? You can't save your own sister? All you have to say is "Kill Richie."

"Please-" she's cut off by the sound of groaning. Richie awake tries to crawl but Ghostface flips him on his back. 

"Or you can save the man you love. All you have to do is say "Kill Tara" and I'll put her out of her misery." 

"Please I'm begging you.."

"Chose now. Last chance to save one."

"I can't..."

"You want to know why I'm doing this,Sam? Maybe it's because you're a selfish bitch who can't even make a decision to save the life of someone you love! Maybe it's because you're too weak for this franchise!" 

"Maybe...maybe you're right....or maybe I'm stalking for time, fuckhead." 

The masked villain is shot three times as Sam gets to Tara.

"I'll get Richie!" 

Dewey runs to help him back turned to Ghostface who raises their knife.

"Not today." He head butts Ghostface who falls back and shoots him in the chest a few more times.

"Let's go!" Dewey grabs Richie pulling him to his feet as they all get to the elevator.

"The head..."

"What?"

"We have to shoot him in the head....if we don't, they always come back." He begins to get out as Sam yells after him.

"Who gives a fuck?!"

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Amber, Chad and Liv were all taking shots "in honor" of Wes as Mindy watched on slowly sipping a beer. 

She looked to her phone still wondering why she hadn't heard back from Y/N.

The trio made their way over to her. Chad speaking up first. 

"If you're still waiting for Y/n to respond you won't hear from her she's probably to busy stabbing someone else right now." Mindy glared at him.

"You really are stupid if you think she's the murderer."

Amber piped in. "Come on Mindy, it's obviously her. No girlfriend, no family, nothing to lose." She listed.

"Yeah her girlfriend was her family and everything to lose."

Great value blossom decided to jump in as well. 

"Wouldn't that be more reason for her to kill everyone then?" 

Mindy just glared. "Look if you wanna give up on our friend that's fine but I've known Y/n my whole life and I know better then anyone else that she would never have been capable of hurting Tara." 

Chad shook his head. "People change." 

The girl eyed her brother up and down. 

"They sure do." She turned to go watch Stab on the couch as Chad scoffed going to the love seat to make out with Liv. 

Amber went to the basement to grab more beer. Mindy getting up quickly to follow right behind her without her knowing. 

Amber jumped seeing the curly haired girl once she closed the refrigerator door.

"Jesus Mindy!"

"You really went to the basement alone? What if I'm the killer?"

"You're not the killer." Amber spoke confidently. "Because I am." 

Mindy eyed the girl before chuckling to ease the tension. She led the way up before she stumbled on a familiar bag, a knife and Ghostface mask. 

"Isnt that-"

"Y/N's bag." Amber stated. 

Sam, Tara, and Richie walked in disrupting the party and sending everyone home. As the two girls got upstairs Amber started shouting. 

"Y/N's Ghostface!" Tara felt herself flinch. She didn't want to believe what Amber was saying but the way the killer moved in her home as if they knew the place then the special knock they'd made so Tara would know who was at the door. Mindy spoke up. 

"That could be planted!"

Amber scoffed. "Jesus Mindy wake the fuck up your favorite couple wasn't perfect and shouldn't have existed."

"Where is she?" Sam spoke. 

Richie spoke from behind her. "Waiting to slash out our guts the minute we split up."

The girls looked to him incredulous as Tara got Amber to take her to her room to get her inhaler. 

Sam followed as Richie went to the basement stopping short for a moment. "Wanna come with me?" He looked to Mindy hopeful.

"Nope but nice try." 

She turned to watch the movie only to be stabbed a few moments later. Desperately pressing her hands to her neck to stop the bleeding. 

Sam ran when she found her, trying to help as Amber and Tara came down screaming. Richie appearing at the same time as Liv.

The pink haired girls hands covered in blood.

"Where's Chad?"

"He- he-"

"Oh my God!" Amber pointed. "It's you and Y/N, you're the killers."

"What? No-"

"You're the killer!" Richie yelled next.

"Fuck you Amber I'm not the killer." She smirked. 

"I know." A bullet went between Liv's eyes as everyone began to panic. "Welcome to Act 3." 

Tara tackled Amber as she went to shoot her sister. Amber tied her up smiling. 

"It's ok you'll love the next part and you'll get to chance to say goodbye to your ex." She opened the closet door to show you tied up as well. Blood dripping down your forehead eyes growing wider as you see Tara.

The younger Carpenter sister began crying. You tried to place some of your weight on her to offer some comfort. The both of you breathing heavy and unable to speak. 

Tara hoped you knew how sorry she was. She wished she never let Amber convince her that you weren't a good girlfriend or that you were Ghostface. In a way she was just as guilty for all of this. 

The door opened again to reveal Sam. She looked at the two of you untying you both as she placed a kiss to both of your foreheads. 

"Go hide." She whispered. Both you and Tara helped remove the rest of the duct tape from each other. Neither of you looking at each other as you did so.

You cleared your throat.

"You should hide in the bathroom Tara. I'll go down and use the element of surprise to get Amber and maybe with a distraction it'll give Sam enough time to get Richie." You turned to leave as Tara grabbed you by the shoulders to place a soft kiss on your lips sobbing as she did so. 

"I'm so sorry." 

"Why?" You looked into her brown eyes. "I thought we were good I know I said some stupid things but-"

"It wasn't you" she sniffled. "I was dumb and insecure. Amber kept saying how you were distant and should be doing more. Then it seemed like you would pay more attention to Mindy and I just listened. The more I hung out with her the less I'd trust you." Tears rolled down her flushed cheeks. "Everyone leaves me anyway so what was stopping you from doing it too?" 

You shook your head. "You didn't even give me a real break up, you just showed up with Amber the next day."

The girl nodded. "I know."

"Even though it killed me inside I stayed."

"I know." She hiccupped.

"I still love you and I'm going to protect you no matter what." She looked up at you doe like eyes shining. 

"I know, I love you too." 

You nodded getting one more kiss in before you gently stroked her cheek. She pulled you back from leaving.

"When we get out of this we'll fix it right? Like we always do?"

You felt your lips tug up in a small smile and nodded. "Yeah like we always do."

You crept down the stairs as quiet as you could when you spotted Mindy bleeding by the TV. You took off your shirt pressing it against her wound. Bleary eyes looked at you. 

"Y/n?" She was getting weaker. You nodded placing a finger over your lips. 

You ducked when you saw Amber go to the door screaming before firing a few rounds at whoever was out there. She came back in running straight to the basement to put the Ghostface costume back on. 

Sidney and Gale walked in guns pointed at you. You lifted your hands up in surrender. 

"Everybody Ghostface or not better come out or they're getting shot." 

It was all a blur but you woke up on the floor next to Sidney and a bleeding Sam and Gale. 

Amber taunting Tara. "Come out come out wherever you are." She grabbed you by the hair making you yell. 

"You don't want your first love to die do you?" 

"Tara! Don't come out." Amber stabbed you in the abdomen. 

"You sure you don't want her to save you?" You glared at Amber. 

"Fuck you." You gritted out.

She walked around the corner getting hit by crutches. You jumped on her punching her repeatedly. The last punch you pulled her by her shirt collar. 

"And that's for stealing my fucking girlfriend you fucking cunt." 

A gun cocked and Richie stood before you.

"You really wanted to play hero huh?" A body slammed into him knocking him over. Sam straddling him and stabbing him repeatedly.

You looked down to see Amber had made it to the kitchen choking Gale. Sidney helped Gale get up before they both set the teenager on fire. You felt yourself sigh as a bloodied Sam hugged you in relief. 

Sirens growing in volume as they grew closer.

The two women came to join when a yell was heard. 

A half burnt Amber running towards you with a knife raised. She was stopped short by a bullet through her temple. You all looked to see Tara teary eyed as she lowered her gun slowly.

She limped over to her body ripping the necklace from her.

"You were a shitty girlfriend."

#scream #scream v #tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter #jenna ortega #jenna ortega x reader

[megantheestallion-ismypresident]

She's Evil Pt 1

Ethan landry x Chad meeks x black!fem reader

Summary: Y/n is a popular and hottest girl in Blackmore University, but she's a killer, and she is dating Ethan. Ethan and Y/n have to pretend they aren't dating in front of the friend group, so she's 'dating' Chad. Ethan is aware that his roommate is dating and has a crush on his girlfriend and wants to kill him, but Y/n reassures him she's only seducing him. So later on, they can kill him and the others to avenge Richie's death.

Y/n was one of the most hottest girls in Blackmore. She had boys and girls wrapped around her little finger, which she used to her advantage to kill them. Y/n has been killing since she was 17. Until she went to college and met Sam and the rest of her friends.

Y/n met Sam in history they got quite close, Y/n started being friends with Tara, Mindy, and Ankia. But Y/n was too infatuated on Ethan. Y/n knew about the Ghostface killings, It was obvious it was Ethan.

Y/n found him hot of his nerdy facade. Ethan and Y/n have gotten close since they were both study partners in econ, she just had a good plan to get Ethan to be comfortable towards her, and there's one good thing Y/n does best.... seduction.

Y/n was getting prepped up for Ethan, since he was coming over to study. Y/n wore low waist jeans that showed her black g- string thong and a crop top to show a little bit of cleavage.

Y/n heard the door knock, she added some Strawberry flavored lip gloss, Y/n walked over to the door opening it up innocently.

Ethan eyes widen as he looks at Y/n's cleavage, Y/n notices, but Ethan looks away, making sure Y/n doesn't notice he is looking at her cleavage... but Y/n knew.

"Hey E, come in." Y/n said lightly, grabbing his arms and pulling him in her home.

Y/n led Ethan to her room, Ethan felt like he was in heaven. he's been inside Y/n before but in stalker way. He sometimes sneaks in her bedroom window and steals her panties. But Y/n wasn't dumb. She knew he stole her panties. But Y/n didn't care, She just wanted him.

"Uhm, so what are we working on?" Ethan said as he took off his backpack, placing it on the ground as he sat on Y/n's comfortable bed.

"Uhm, I need help with my math homework, I didn't write any examples down, and I didn't listen to what my teacher was saying, but will you help me?" Y/n said as she looked at Ethan as she caressed his face.

"Yeah, uhmm, sure." Ethan said, not knowing what to say, as he looked at Y/n's beautiful face.

"You're the best, Ethan." Y/n hugs him as she pushes her breast to Ethan's chest, Ethan groans, but Y/n was smiling misheviously.

Y/n let go of Ethan looking at him.

"OK, let's get this started." Y/n said, smiling.

Y/n was looking at Ethan as he was explaining the math equation, Y/n knew the answers to all the questions, she was the smartest person in the class, but listening to Ethan was turning Y/n on, so she had to make her plan quick.

" You have really nice hair." Y/n said, which made Ethan stop talking as he looked at Y/n.

"Thank you." Ethan lightly smiles as he looks at Y/n.

"Can I touch it?" Y/n bit her lip, Ethan looked at Y/n's lips wanting to kiss her beautiful glossy lips, he wanted that scent all around him.

Y/N starts touching Ethan's curls, making Ethan look at Y/n's tits, which was kinda upclose to his face, but Y/n knew he was looking at her boobs.

"Have you ever kissed a girl before, Ethan?" Y/n said as she stops touching his hair coming a bit closer to Ethan.

"No." Ethan said, getting hypnotized by Y/n's beauty, as Ethan looks at Y/n unbuttoned one of his shirts.

" I can teach you." Y/n whispers in Ethan's ear seductively, as he groans as Y/n palmed his dick through his Grey sweatpants

Ethan kissed Y/n hungrily, as he tries to take off her shirt, but Y/n swatted his hands away, Y/n lightly bit his lip, making Ethan groan through the kiss.

"You're such a good boy, Ethan." Y/n said as she ligty shoves Ethan off of her on the bed as she gets up and takes off her crop top, leaving her in her black lacy bra.

Y/n crawls up the bed on top of Ethan, Y/n takes off Ethan's blue collar shirt, as Y/n caresses his toned abs, as she kisses his abs. Y/n came closer to his ear and whispered in his ear.

"I know that your Ghostface." Y/n whispers in his ear as he looks at him.

"Fine, you got me, sweetheart." Ethan smiles micheviously, which Y/n found sexy.

" Really? Your not gonna lie and make excuses, that your not Ghostface?" Y/n said as Ethan looks at Y/n calmly.

"No, your smart enough to trust your instincts, and know that I was Ghostface all along, I know everyone knows that I'm Ghostface but they can't prove it." Ethan said as he unclip's Y/n's bra leaving her bare.

" Now, what are you gonna do, call the police?" Ethan teases Y/n as he kisses her neck.

" I can help you kill the cour 4, I mean we kill them all and frame Sam for Killing all of them, since she's the daughter of Billy loomis, we just need to convince everyone that she killed someone, so everyone would easily suspect it was her and we can kill bunch a people, and later on we kill them." Y/n said looking at Ethan.

"Thats a good plan, I'll just convince my dad and sister to let you in on our plan and convince them not to kill you." Ethan said as he kisses Y/n tits making her moan as he caresses his hair as he kisses her breast.

"Wait? You have a sister and who's your dad?" Y/n said looking at Ethan confusingly

" My dad works for the police so he can easily have some advantage on helping us, and Quinn is my sister she can easily convince everyone that Sam is the one doing the murders." Ethan said.

" You got all of this planned out." Y/n said smirking at Ethan, who smiles at her evilness.

" Yup, and I can't wait to fuck you." Ethan said he whispers in Y/n ear, making Y/n soak through her thong

Y/n takes off her pants leaving her in her thong, Ethan plays with the string of the thong as he hooks his fingers as he pulls it making a loud 'pop' noise filling the room making Y/n moan.

"You like that? Your such a slut." Ethan said as kisses he smacks Y/n's ass he she straddles him. "You're so fucking hot, I'll kill anyone for you, I'll kill anyone who gets close to you, I'll kill anyone just for this pussy." Ethan praises Y/n which turns her on.

" I love how evil you are, I love how crazy you are, I want to fuck you till you have my babies." Ethan praises Y/n, which made Y/n grind on his clothed dick.

Ethan flips you making him get on top of you, Ethan takes of your g- string. "Your already soaked I didn't even get to fuck you yet, sweetheart." Ethan teases making Y/n roll her eyes

"Shut up and just do what you have to do." Y/n said as she bosses Ethan making his dick twitch in his pants.

"I love it when you get mean and cruel, you really are my dream girl." Ethan said as he kisses Y/n's thighs.

Y/n has slept with a few boys and girls on the collge campus, but Ethan was different he pleased her better than any other guys she fucked and dated. Ethan grabbed Y/n picked her up as Y/n wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Ethan I need you, please." Y/n says as she moans. Y/n was behind her bedroom wall she was naked infront of Ethan, Ethan kisses her neck, tits, stomach, and down to her pussy. Y/n felts his fingers entered your soaked vagina, Y/n had never felt this good in her entire life.

"I love how soaked you are for me, baby." Ethan gazes at how soaked Y/n was in awe as he moves his fingers around it, Y/n moans as Ethan places his fingers in his mouth, sucking and moaning on them, gazing at your beautiful cunt.

"I need you, Your so fucking-" Ethan was praising Y/n but she cuts him off.

"Ethan, shut the fuck and just fuck me." Y/n says urgently.

Ethan did waist any time as he pulls your hips towards his as he wrench your legs apart. Ethan takes off his sweatpants as he inserts his cock through the folds of your cunt.

"I wanted to fuck you ever since I laid my eyes on you, but I was to scared to talk you. until you made the first move." Ethan said through grunts as he pumps in you.

"Aww, how sweet but less talking more fucking." Y/n said she felt pleased.

Y/n screams as she arches her back on the wall as her pussy cries out in pain. Ethan's cock rams into your cunt as he lowers his head to your neck as he kisses it probably leaving marks on Y/n's neck. Ethan wanted to be inside of you forever, He was crying on how good your pussy is, Y/n saw Ethan crying which turned her on.

"You're so fucking hot, So fucking gorgeous." He coos in your ears. "You're so fucking pretty, I promise I will kill anyone for you." Ethan praises Y/n non stop, he was truly whipped for you.

You pull him to a kiss which he melts in to, Ethan hips rutted in to yours like a madman, Y/n euphoric she felt like she was in heaven.

"Ethan, fucking cum inside me." Y/n said impatiently her boobs bounces in front of Ethan's face. Your insides was flooded his warm cum, you're cumming loudly around his cock, milking it, Y/n and Ethan panted slowly, Ethan gazes up at you with so much love in your eyes, His dream girl cumming so beautifully around his cock.

"We're a team now." Y/n cups Ethan's face as they kiss each other both of them moaning in the kiss.

"Don't worry everything will go according to plan." Ethan says to Y/n as they both smile evilly to each other.

#ethan landry #scream 6 #Ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x black!reader #Chad meeks martin #Chad meeks martin x black!reader #Spotify #chad meeks x reader #chad meeks smut #ethan landry smut

[cosmicpearlz]

little love

summary: the three times you acted like a couple and the one time he made it official. (best friends to lovers)

pairing: chad meeks martin x fem!reader

a/n: omg i hit 510 followers and i’m so grateful to all of you!! thanks for even reading what i write <3

-the first time-

being best friends with chad since childhood meant being attached to the hip twenty-four/seven. your friendship was weird to most because of the fact that it was normal to call each other pet names or hug for a little too long but you guys weren’t dating.

“honey! c’mere for a quick second,” chad calls you over from across the room. you smiled hearing his voice and walked over to the reclining chair sam brought that he was currently sat on.

“everything okay?” he looks up at you with his big brown eyes, smiling softly he nodded and grabbed your hand to hold.

“yeah, i just missed you.”

“baby, i was right over there in the kitchen.”

“i can’t miss my favorite girl,” chad tugs your arm to get you to sit on his lap. you laughed and wrapped your arms around his neck.

mindy let out an exaggerated gag sound and rolled her eyes. “bleh, you guys are so gross. like get a room already.”

“mindy, i don’t want to hear it from you. you and anika do the exact same thing!”

“yeah whatever.”

“she just jealous because anika is in class right now. don’t listen to her my love,” the boy whispered in your ear while giving your hip a squeeze and nuzzling into your neck to place a delicate kiss.

-

-the second time-

you were having the worst day ever. first, your coffee had spilled all over your shirt before it was time to leave for class. having no time to change, you rushed out with a wet shirt. then, your professor called you out in class to answer a question because you were so spaced out. it was embarrassing and you shrunk into your seat for the rest of the class. to top it all off, someone had bumped into you and it made all your papers fly out your hands causing you to chase them around.

overwhelmed with stress, you ran back to your shared apartment with sam and tara to cry in the comfort of your room. you slammed your room door shut and immediately flopped on your bed.

a knock on the door halted your sobs. you tried to contain them by biting down on your bottom lip but it didn’t stop the fast tears.

“hey sweetheart? can i come in?”

“yes,” you whispered loud enough for him to hear. chad opens to door to find you curled up into a ball making him frown.

“baby what’s wrong?” he sits on your bed waiting for you to explain to him. you sit up a little and tell him all about your shitty day. as you were explaining, more tears fell against your cheeks but chad was quick to wipe them away.

“i wish i could restart the whole day over.”

chad pulls you into his lap like he does all the time and embraces you into a hug. you cling to him by wrapping your legs around his waist and arms around his shoulders.

“i got you darling,” he rubs your back and sways the two of you side to side. his presence already making you feel better about your terrible day. chad’s arms were warm and he smelled of the expensive cologne you helped him pick out.

“you feeling better yet?” you lifted your head up from his neck and nodded. leaning forward, you placed a kiss to his cheek.

“you always know how to make me feel better. i don’t know what i’d do without you.”

“i don’t know what’d i do without you either love,” he kisses your hairline and then your cheek making you smile.

“you wanna get ice cream? i know you like to eat ice cream when you’re sad.”

-

-the third time-

blackmore university decided to host a charity fundraiser gala. everyone had to dress up because it was a black tie event. the charity they were sponsoring was a kids charity. raising money to make sure kids got toys for christmas.

you were dressed in a deep red floor length gown that had an open back. this was one of your favorite charity events because it evolved helping children and giving them an experience that they would enjoy.

“y/n! hurry up and also chad is here,” you hear tara call out for you.

“i’m coming right now!” you put on your last earring and grabbed your bag before heading out your room. chad swore his heart stopped and started again when you walked out.

“woah, you look absolutely beautiful.” the boy’s tie matching your dress color.

“you look handsome baby,” you walked up to him and linked your hand with his.

“okay, let’s go guys!” anika cheered and rushed everyone out to head to the building it was held in.

-

the event was a success. your school raising enough money to reach pass their goal. chad guides you to the dance floor when the music got slower. you could hear your heart beat faster in your ears.

“did i tell you that you’re beautiful?”

“only five times today but whose counting?”you chuckled lightly at chad putting his head down bashfully.

“but it’s okay because i-“

chad leans down to capture your lips with his own. you gasped at the sudden movement but it didn’t stop you from kissing back. he pulls you more into him as if you could get any closer to his body. the kiss was gentle and warm, something you didn’t want to stop but chad was the first to pull away.

“my pretty girl.”

-

-making things official-

the two of you didn’t talk about the kiss since it happened almost two weeks ago. you were starting to get nervous that he thought it was a mistake but you didn’t want to be the first one to bring it up. there was no hiding that you were madly in love with you.

“hey babe, can we talk?”

“what’s on your mind?”

“i want to make us official. we already acted like we were dating but it’d be nice to give it a proper title,” you sit up from your lying position and rested on your elbows.

“are you saying what i think you’re saying?”

“what? that i’m in love with you and want to make you my girlfriend? then yes, i’m saying what you think i’m saying,” he smirks at you waiting for your response. you squealed and dragged him into a hug.

“i love you too! i’ve been nervous that you would think our kiss was mistake.”

“nothing with you will ever be a mistake.”

#chad meeks martin x reader #chad meeks martin #scream vi #chad meeks martin x fem!reader

[jasvishaawrites]

she will (chad meeks-martin x black!reader)

pairing(s): chad meeks-martin x black!reader (fem!reader)

Summary: in which a police officer at a halloween party catches the eyes of a certain shirtless cowboy.

Warnings: language, use of the N-word, mentions of sex, swearing, underage drinking, sexual intentions(no smut), unedited work of mess.

A/n: this is this is truly inspired by she will by lil wayne ft. drake (I suggest listening to the song towards the end) and one of the greatest chad meeks-martin edits i have ever seen, I'll try to link it below. When I saw this edit and heard the song is said….. Yeah, I want him!!! Truly. Anyways, this is a pretty long fic. so grab a snack and hope y'all enjoy!

“damn bitch, who do you think you are?” smiling in the mirror, you turned off your flat iron and placed it on the bathroom counter. “you look too good,” you teased at your reflection. anika, a close classmate of yours, invited you to a halloween party that she and her friends would be attending. you loved anika, she is the sweetest, friendliest, and caring person you would ever meet. it was impossible to hate or have ill intentions towards her.

anika invited you to the party, claiming she wanted to get your “homebody ass” out the house and show her the party animal your homegirls claimed you were. she didn’t believe that you were a partier until she heard your friends ranting about your high school party days. hell, when you first met, anika was complimenting your outfit and you squeaked out a “thank you” like you were a silent church mouse. but once anika heard the testimonies from your friends, she knew she needed proof to back up the statements. you accepted her invitation to the party but didn’t want to be around people you don’t know, so you decided to extend the invite to your best friends.

speaking of your best friends, “shit!” you shouted, running out the bathroom towards your phone charging on your bed. the girls decided to meet up outside of your dorm and walk to the party together. as you looked at your phone you noticed a text from your friend neaveh stating that they were waiting outside for you. that was sent five minutes ago. 

“dammit” you whispered as you ran around your room, picking up the items you planned on bringing with you. realizing that you had your phone, id, dorm key, and your cop hat, you quickly ran back to the bathroom to do a second look over. once you noticed that your makeup and hair was still perfect to your liking, you decided that it was time to go. running towards the front door, you shouted ”see you later” to your roomie, who was cuddled up with her girlfriend while watching a horror movie in the living room.

you walked through the doors, quickly turning around and pushing the door completely close activating the locks to the all girl dorm building. after pulling the door twice, making sure that the doors were truly locked, you turned around walking towards the stairs. as you walked down, placing your cop hat on your head, you could hear the screams of your friends who saw you walk out of the building.

“damn y/n, is that you!”

“whoop! whoop! that’s the sound of the police!”

“okay! big y/n. never the little one!”

“y’all stop!” you pleaded through your laughter, smiling like you won the lottery. but alas your friends ignored your request and all but begged for you to give them a 360 spin. knowing your friends, they weren't going to stop until you gave them what they were asking for. giving in with a smirk, you decided to give them the spin they desired. their screams only got louder as you completed your turn. dinah, moriah, and neveah praised your costume, stating how good you looked as they scanned you from head to toe. 

your cop hat placed slanted on top of your freshly installed and curled ash blond bundles flowing down your back, face beat with a soft glam look, your curvaceous body adorned in the long sleeved police leotard, brown thighs captured in the black fishnet stocking and black thigh high boots. you didn't just look good, you felt good. you felt like a bad bitch.

“y’all talking about me, look at y’all! you guys look amazing!” you praised your friends. dinah, ironically, dressed up as dc’s black canary. moriah decided to be an angel. and last but not least nevaeh was dressed as lara croft. after all praises and compliments were given throughout the group, you all started heading towards to the frat house, which was hosting the costume party. the walk to the house didn't seem long, due to the fact that we were chatting it up, updating the group about what had happened from the last time we were all together.

walking into the house, you can literally feel the vibrations from the speaking thumping through your entire body. seeing that there was barely any space due to the whole school attending the party, you decided to wrap your arm with moriah so you would not get separated as you all moved to the kitchen to get a drink. as you were making your way towards the kitchen you made eye contact with anika, who was standing in the corner with her girlfriend mindy and a short brunette. anika waved you over, so you detached yourself from moriah and started to make your way over. 

“y/n, babes, where are you going?” asked moriah. 

“i see a few friends, i’m gonna say hi real quick” you stated as you made your way to the person who invited you to the party. 

“okay, meet us in the kitchen, holla if you need back up for any reason” moriah stated as she glared at you with no heat in her eyes. 

“okay” you laughed as you walked towards anika. once you were close enough, anika threw her arms around your shoulders, trapping you in a hug. “oh my god!” she shrieked in your ear “y/n you look amazing”. you laughed as you returned the embrace with reciprocated energy. “thanks babe, you look amazing as well” you chuckled. she pulled away from your hug and turned to the group of people standing behind her. 

“oh y/n this is tara” anika pointed to the waving short brunette girl dressed as a pirate. “and this is my girlfriend mindy” she said, hugging a tall light skinned girl with a short curly afro.

“hi! nice to meet y’all” you smiled giving both girls a wave. after talking for a bit, you decided to head to the kitchen where the girls were waiting for you. “well i'm gonna head to the kitchen to fix a drink, but i'll see you guys around” smiling shyly as you walk backwards before swiftly spinning around and heading towards your original destination before seeing your classmate. the three girls smiled as they watched you disappear in the sea of people.

“so that’s y/n? asked tara.

“yep” stated anika

“and you want to set her up with chad? my golden retriever of a brother chad?" mindy asked once again for clarity.

“yep” stated a smirking anika.

“alright y'all, now that y/n is back, let's get down to business.” dinah stated as you made your way back to your group, started setting up four cups for shots. “we're here to have fun and turn this joint out.” dinah filled all the cups up with liquor from a random bottle that was placed on the table and handed them out to each of the girls. the shots were knocked back without hesitation, creating a burning sensation in their throats. as a collective, the decision was made to take 3 more shots. 

you were feeling pretty nice right now. you have a couple of drinks in your system, the music wasn't terrible, and you had your girls by your side. how can it get any better than this? feeling the bass of the music rumble throughout your body, you realized that it was time to have the night of your life.

“c’mon y’all, i wanna dance” you begged your friends while grabbing hold of dinah’s hands in hope that they would follow your lead. the three girls laughed as you started walking with dinah in tow to the living room. dinah turned and made contact with moriah and neveah and smirked realizing that they all shared the same smile. it was at that moment they knew… it was about to go down.

as you walked back to the living room, you passed anika, mindy and tara, who were now being accompanied by two boys. one dressed as a knight and the other a shirtless cowboy.

as you were passing by with smiles, anika quickly introduced the two boys. ”y/n, this is ethan” she said pointing to the tall, lanky boy dressed as a knight with a nervous smile occupying his face. he’s a cutie you thought as you waved. “and this is chad, mindy's twin brother” she smirked as she pointed to the shirtless cowboy standing next to ethan.

“evening officer” chad said as he tips his cow hat in your direction as he scans your body up and down. normally the action would give you the icks, but this man was too fine to turn down the opportunity of doing the same. as you gave him a look over, you quickly realized you liked what you were seeing. a tall man with the body of a greek god, tattoos showcased on big, strong arms.

“howdy” you smirked as your eye scaled its way up to his beautiful face. he smiled as he came to the conclusion that you were feeling him as much as he was feeling you. your smirk only got bigger as you walked backwards towards the dance floor while maintaining eye contact.

chad’s gaze remained even though the connection was broken as you walked to the center of the room and started dancing with your friends. you intrigued him. your energy was crazy. he only encountered this feeling once in his entire life, and that was when he first met liv. anika, mindy, tara, and ethan watched the interaction with wide eyes, confused over the humongous amount of sexual tension that was created within less than 5 minutes. the group then turned their attention to chad, who was still watching shake your ass like you were megan thee stallion, as your friends hyped you up.

“your drooling chad,'' tara teased through squinted eyes with a smirk on her face. ”do you need a bucket?”

chad turned towards his friends, his stare transforming into a harmless glare as they exploded with laughter due to tara's suggestion.

“yeah, evening officer” chuckled mindy as she gave her best rendition of her twin’s horribly pick-up line.

“yeah, yeah whatever” chad uttered under his breath as he shakes his body rid of any nerves that would prevent him from walking over and starting another conversation. “i'm just off my game, it’s been a while.”

the girls and ethan watched as chad started to hype himself up to go over to you, in hopes of having another interaction that exuded the same energy as the first time.

“anytime now big guy.” laughed anika. chad turned and gave her the most unamused face he could create before walking over to you and your friends.

chad wasn’t even five steps away when he heard his sister shout for his attention. “chad!” mindy screamed over the loud music. he spun around to face the group once more. “go get her tiger” mindy smiled while giving him a thumbs up as the group giggled behind her. chad paused for a second before reciprocating the sarcastic smile with a thumbs up. the thumbs up then turned into a middle finger pointed in her direction. “fuck you, mindy” chad said as his smile dropped creating a resting bitch face before he walked towards the only girl in the party that captured his attention.

as you danced carefree with your friends you noticed dinah looking behind you with a smile. “incoming” she whispered in your ear, slowly walking away taking moriah and nevaeh with her. you stopped dancing in confusion about the sudden departure. 

it wasn’t until you felt the presence and warmth from somebody standing behind you, causing your confusion to quickly change into a resting bitch face. ready to tell off the person who was breathing down your neck, you turned only to see the sight of a muscled chest, similarly to a certain cowboy you had your eyes on. looking up, your eyes made contact with a pretty pair of brown puppy dog eyes.

“hi” you grinned at the boy. chad’s smile grew bigger, which should be humanly impossible but you didn't mind. god, this man has a beautiful smile. it brightened the dim room in a way that the sun could not compete with on a hot, summer day with no clouds.

“hey” chad said through his gleaming smile. “im chad” he reintroduces himself while extending his hand.

“yeah” you said as you grabbed his hand, giving a firm yet flirty shake. “i know, anika introduced us already” tilting your head in false confusion.

“yeah, i know that but i just wanted to reintroduce myself” he stated while shrugging his shoulders “i have a feeling that we’re going to be seeing each other a lot” he finished, looking down at you.

“oh really!” you spoke, in complete surprise from the statement he just shared. ”what makes you say that” you uttered, crossing your arms and poking a hip out just for effect.

hey! hey! i just have a feeling," chad announced through a smile, lifting his hands nonchalantly “don't shoot the messenger.” 

your smile couldn't possibly get any bigger during your conversation. there was a moment of silence, just you and chad looking into each other’s eyes, while smiling like you won the lottery. the moment was then broken by chad, who licked his lips, causing you to divert your attention from his beautiful brown eyes towards his full pink lips. 

”you wanna dance?” he asked while scratching the back of his neck, making his biceps flex just asking to be admired. you hummed in confusion, not hearing what he asked due to your attention leaving his lips to his arms you so desperately wanted around your waist (or neck but baby steps). “do you wanna dance?” he asked again, smiling at your murmured response.

“sure,” you grinned back, “if we're going to be seeing each other a lot, i have to know if you can keep up with me on the dance floor.”

chad threw his whole body back as his laughter echoed under the sound of a taylor swift song that was playing throughout the house. the dancing started with gently swaying, just trying to catch a feel of each other’s rhythm. it then turned to the both of you jumping up and down, holding each other’s hands to a popular pop song like you were best friends. (a/n: the song was boy’s a lair pt. 2, and chad ate rapping ice spice verse word for word, you can't tell me nothing different)

you stopped dancing, only to lean forward and wrap your arms around to try and catch your breath from laughing at chad's impeccable wrapping skills. this was a night that was going down in the books. you look good as hell in your costume, meet some new possible friends, and you're dancing with the most handsome man you have ever met. how can it get any better than this?

as you were catching your breath, a certain guitar riff then consumed your ears. only needing a second to recognize the song, your body language then turned stiff. chad, who still had his hands around your waist, became concerned about the sudden shift of energy. his concern became more evident as you unwrapped your limbs from around his neck and started to walk away. 

young money, yeah

did he do something? did he stink? did he make you uncomfortable by placing his hands on your body? his growing concern suddenly disappeared as you turned and walked back to him. 

four, ahem

it was then he noticed that you were mouthing the ad libs to the song that was blasting through the speakers. his lips took the shape of a grin as he saw you cross your arms giving him a mean stare down. chad crossed his arms, returning the mugged stare realizing that you wanted to see if he would match your energy. it was a good thing that chad knew this song word for word because, unknown to him, this was going to make or break the possibility of seeing each other again.

i tell her, now go ‘n’ pop that pussy for a real nigga

i already know that life is deep but i still dig her

niggas is jealous but really i could care less 

i’m in hell's kitchen with an apron and a hair net.

it was a sight to see. the whole party turned their attention to see who in the world was screaming out lyrics like there was no tomorrow. but did you and chad pay them any mind, hell nah. let them see what having fun really looks like. you both were pointing fingers in each other’s faces, getting hype that the energy being given is also being reciprocated from one another.

as the chorus came in, you wrapped your arms around chad's neck swaying back and forth as you sang the lyrics without a care in the world. as you were singing you felt chad's big hands resume its position around your waist before trailing down to the cheeks of your ass, giving it a firm squeeze. he was on that type of timing. you started to dip your body down to the floor, causing your arms to unravel from his neck, dragging them down his torso. 

as you went down, you tilted your head up to look at chad, wanting to see his reaction. looking into his eyes, you noticed that puppy gaze you received earlier was now gone and replaced with a dark, lusted glare. you bounced twice before seductively making your way up to your original height, then turning around, connecting your back to his front. feeling slick, you threw your hand over your shoulder cupping the back of his neck as you started grinding on him.

uh, she just started to pop it for a nigga 

and looked back and told me baby it’s real

you went to lean over, and began to shake your ass from left to right cause your jello to jiggle baby. while you were making it shake like a salt shaker, you turned your head over your shoulder to look at chad, whose eyes were still darkened with arousal, biting his bottom lip as he stood there and caught what you were throwing.

and i say i aint doubt you for a second 

i squeeze it and i can tell how it feel.

chad removed one of his hands from your waist and decided to glide it softly up and down your back before trailing back down to softly grasping you ass. you shivered feeling his fingertips trace down your spine. you placed your hands on your knees, rotating your waist in a circular motion, only to feel a certain bulge pushing back at you, causing you to slow your pace.

i wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal,

and she bad, so maybe she won't

uh but shit, then again maybe she will.

do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin game right know she will (2x)

while you and chad were wrapped in each other’s presence, forgetting that you were in public. baby the public did not forget about you. all eyes, phones, and flashlight were directed in your direction. neither of yall noticed the screams from frat boys, cheering chad on. the cheers from your best friends, seeing you put in work on the boy they knew was going to ask if he could walk you home. glares from certain boys and girls, wishing that they were in your spot. and last but not least the mix facial expressions coming from core two, anika and ethan.

as the song came to a close, you turned around placing your arms back around chad's neck. once your eyes met, both faces turned into giddy smiles that could put the joker out of commission.

“did i keep up with you?” chad smirked, pressing his forehead against yours. you laughed as you not only pressed your forehead against his, but your body as well making you both become one.

“yes,” you giggled through closed eyes. “yes you did. better than i expected” you teased back. chad smiled before closing his eyes as well, basking in the embrace, hoping that you would like to see him long after the party ends and farther down the line. he felt you move your forehead from his, tucking your head in the warmth of his shoulder. feeling your body deflate with a deep breath, he knew it was now or never seeing as you would probably go home and forget about him.

“hey” you felt chad uttered, his deep voice vibrations rumbling from his body into yours. you hummed as you lifted your head only to see a cute, shy smile gracing his face. the look on his face was too damn cute to not return the smile. “lemme walk you home” he whispered.

and she bad, so maybe she won't

you paused for a second, making chad's heart beat double time. he hoped that he wasn't overstepping. he wasn't looking for a one night stand or anything, he truly just wanted to walk you home and get to know you better. looking into his eyes, you shyly smiled, grabbing his hands, tugging him to the front entrance. you waved to your friend, who was whispering and giggling in your direction. 

uh but shit, then again maybe she will.

as you both started making your way to the exit, chad caught his shirt and letterman jacket that anika threw as they were passing by. walking into the dark night, you started shivering due to your outfit. not even a second laters, you felt the warmth and weight of chad's letterman jacket as it was being placed on your shoulders. looking beside, you noticed he put on a shirt and was admiring you in his jacket.

“you know what” chad shared as he took a few steps back. ”this is a good look for you. it's a good thing i'm going to be seeing you around more often” he finishes crossing his arms.

you rolled your eyes before grabbing his hand, walking in the direction of your dorm “boy c’mon.” tugging on his hands. once he was close enough, you threw his arm over your shoulder, as you both walked off into the night.

bonus scene

watching from the corner, mindy, anika, tara, and ethan all expressed mixed emotions.

anika and tara both shared shocked, yet amused smiles on their faces. mindy showcased pure disgust as she watched the pair basically have sex on on the dance floor. ethan, poor ethan, couldn't even watch, his cherry red face pointed in the opposite direction.

“this is disgusting,” mindy sneered, watching the scene on the dancefloor. “we should have gotten him some condoms on the way here.”

“.....she’s gonna eat him alive” tara said as she turned her body towards mindy. “just so you know.” mindy rolled her eyes, pointing a finger towards her mouth, making a gagging noise.

“no seriously,” anika announced, “i was concerned for her, but now i’m concerned for him.” anika finishes with a giggle.

mindy quickly snapped her head in anika's direction. “anika, darling i love you… but dont push it.” her eyes shifted back to you and chad danicing before walking to the kitchen muttering under her breath about how “she was gonna throw up.”

anika watched as mindy rushed off to the kitchen, turning back to the living room seeing you to heading towards the exit. she quickly grabbed chad's shirt and jacket before tossing it in his direction. "one point for anika kayako, the matchmaker." she muttered through a smirk as she watch the pair walk out the door.

a/n: hope y'all enjoyed the fic. It’s not my first time writing but it's been a while. I feel like I overdid the plot, but let me know how i did. If you liked my work feel free to send requests and please leave constructive criticism. I do have more chad fics that are in the woodworks. see y'all soon.

#chad meeks-martin x reader #chad meeks-martin x black!reader #chad meeks x reader #black!reader #scream 6 #scream 5

[promiscuouscutie]

chad meeks martin smut where him and reader meet at the frat party through anika and they talk all night and eventually go upstairs bc the tension is too strong and reader gives him head and they have sex

Use Your Words

Chad Meeks-Martin x fem. Reader

Word count: 1749

Warnings: getting head (male receiving), fingering, p in v🫢🫢, unprotected -> don’t be silly wrap your Willy💪

A/N: it’s really late at night and I’m tired but I tried my best. The ending is not very eventful cuz I wanna go to bed

You squeezed past several people in the crowd, trying to look for your friend. You turned around for one second and she was gone. Probably with her girlfriend, being a happy couple. Kill me.

You didn’t want to come to this party. You wanted to stay at your dorm and watch movies, preferably the rom-com genre. It was your guilty pleasure, and you were missing out on enjoying it. Anika insisted you show up, make some sort of appearance.

“At least stay for an hour! Maybe you’ll meet someone special tonight. I could introduce you to a friend of mine! Pleaseeee!” She whined and begged for you when classes were over, and you gave in. Maybe it would go well. Maybe you’d enjoy yourself.

You honestly were, probably because of the alcohol. You were a little buzzed, but not too drunk. You weren’t about to get blackout drunk like that one guy you saw on the couch with a lampshade on his head. The image of him made you laugh, catching the ear of a stranger. Chad Meeks-Martin, stereotypical frat boy.

You didn’t see him, but he saw you. You, wearing a black lacy cami top with a matching skirt and a witch hat. You didn’t try that hard to make a costume; you hadn’t decided to go the party until the day of. It was a simple outfit that no one could struggle with recognizing. Chad could see you were a witch, but he didn’t recognize you.

He wanted to get to know you immediately. Who was this pretty girl? How has he never seen her before in his life? He tapped his friend’s shoulder. “Ethan do you recognize that girl?” Chad points her out in the crowd as she heads for the kitchen. Ethan spots her, but has no such luck remembering who she is. “Sorry man. I don’t know who she is.”

He sees you talking to someone, someone he actually does recognize! Anika my darling you have saved the day! He made his way through the crowd, trying to make sure he didn’t lose either of you.

“I’m sorry for leaving you, okay? I just got a little sidetracked with Mindy,” Anika sighed. You figured that out quickly by the sight of a couple hickeys on her neck. She caught you staring and moved her hair to cover them up. Subtle.

“It’s okay. I just don’t know that many people here is all. I’m not having that much fun,” you confessed before taking the shot that was in Anika’s hand. Before Anika said anything, she spots a familiar face coming towards the two of you. Chad was mouthing some words to her, something along the lines of “introduce me!” Anika got the hint and grinned, spinning you around to face him.

“I don’t believe you’ve met Chad! He’s Mindy’s brother,” Anika exclaimed. You noticed his physique, all those muscles he had. He was shirtless, sweaty, hot. You were starting to feel a little hot yourself. You introduced yourself, and he complimented your name. He found it pretty, just like the rest of you.

Anika stayed with you for a while, keeping you and Chad company. Mindy was off with Ethan, talking about something horror-related. You and Chad gave each other many glances, some looks that sent your hearts racing. As the crowd started to move closer to you guys, you all moved out of the way. You felt Chad’s hands on your waist, moving you closer to him. It was simply to move you out of the way, but he liked having you close to him. You liked it too.

Anika saw this simple interaction, noticing how only one of his hands left your hips. “So Chad! My friend here isn’t seeing anybody. Are you?”

“Anika!” You glared at her. What are you doing?

“As a matter of fact, I’m not! What a coincidence,” Chad grinned. You both looked at each other again, showing some intrigue in the subject. Anika cleared her throat. “I’m gonna go grab my girlfriend. Be right back!” She smiled and waved at the both of you before walking off.

She wasn’t planning on coming back.

You and Chad continued to talk some more, even drinking a shot together. You talked about each other’s classes, where you both were from, weird college experiences so far, and so on. You laughed at his jokes, and he laughed at yours. There came a point in the conversation where you both just stopped saying anything. There was a mutual understanding between you in that moment. You both knew one thing: you wanted to be alone with each other.

“You wanna go upstairs?” He asked you as he took your hand into his.

“Yeah.”

“Let’s go then.” As he lead you up the stairs, you spotted Mindy and Anika giving you the thumbs-up. Chad spotted a vacant room and quickly brought you inside. He makes sure there’s no one passed out in the closet or on the other side of the bed on the floor. You shut the door, not wanting any strangers to waltz right in.

“It’s just me and you now.”

“Just me and you,” you repeated. He walks over to and flicks your witch hat.

“It’s a big hat.”

“So is your cowboy one.”

“But I have less of a chance of hitting someone with mine,” he retorted. You rolled your eyes and laughed as you took it off, throwing it on the bed. He caressed the side of your face.

“You still look pretty though. If that makes any difference at all.”

“You think I’m pretty?”

“I think you’re stunning.” His thumb ran across your bottom lip, parting your mouth open.

“Yeah…so pretty,” he murmured. You both start to move closer, leaning towards the other.

“Can I kiss you?”

“Yeah.”

“Thank god.” He smashed his lips against yours as his hands move to grip your waist. Your arms went around his neck to deepen the kiss, and you practically started to melt. You felt his fingers move under your shirt, digging into your skin. You didn’t want him to stop touching you. You didn’t want to stop touching him.

It was like a dream.

He broke the kiss to sit on the edge of the bed and tried to pull you into his lap, but you didn’t sit. His hands are still in your waist as you stare down at the bulge in his pants. He didn’t mention he was huge.

He noticed where your eyes were looking. “Do you wanna touch it, baby?” You look back at his face and nod. “Yeah.” He starts unbuckling his belt for you as you kneel down in between his legs. He unzips his pants and manages to slip his cock out of his boxers. Your heart was practically beating in your throat at the sight of him. He was hard, very hard. He let out shaky breaths as he stroked himself slowly, teasing himself. You liked seeing him touch himself. He liked how you watched him with such curiosity.

You wrap your hand around his shaft underneath his own hand and mimic his movements. When you start to get the hang of it, he quickly removes his hand and grips the comforter. He felt sensitive in your hand, in your touch. He let out groans and low moans for you, saying your name just the right way when you touched his tip.

When you brought him into your mouth, he was a goner. Your mouth was so warm and wet around him; he even hit the back of your throat a couple times. You gagged around him when he did that, but you didn’t stop. His hands dug into your hair and held your head to make you move the way he wanted you to.

He was close to cumming. The thought of finishing in your mouth was sublime, but maybe another time. He tapped the side of your head as a signal to stop, so you did. You licked your lips and looked up at him, wondering if you did something wrong.

“Did you not like it?”

“I did, baby. I really did.” He helped you up and laid you on the bed. “I just wanna fuck your pussy so bad. Is that alright?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. Good.” He hiked your skirt up and saw how your underwear clung to your skin from being soaked. He moved his hand inside your underwear, getting his fingers wet. You let out small sounds at the feeling of his fingers circling your clit and moving inside you. You bucked your hips up as he moved faster, hearing your insides squelching around his fingers. Your sounds got louder, slowly building up.

“Chad c’monnn,” you drawled out.

“I know baby. I just wanted to get you ready for me.” He takes his fingers out and you whine at the feeling. He moves closer and lines his cock up with your hole, slowly moving into you. You tense up and grip his bare shoulders, closing your eyes. He groans at the feeling of your nails digging into his skin.

“Baby you gotta relax. It’s gonna feel much better. I promise.” He tried to soothe your pain and plant kisses on your face. You try to relax, letting him farther inside you. The emptiness you felt when his fingers left you no longer existed. He filled you up completely. You were almost a little scared for him to move. His face was contorting at the feeling of your walls throbbing around him, the feeling of your warmth. He rested his head right by yours, taking a second to prepare himself.

“I’m gonna move. Are you ready for that?” He warned you. You nod.

“I need words, baby.”

“I’m ready. I can take it.” He starts to move his hips, immediately groaning in your ear. When he pushed his hips against yours, your nails started to scratch his back.

His hips were moving slowly, but the thrusts were hitting so deep. You moaned into each other’s mouths and ears, occasionally feeding each other a praise. You could feel him in your stomach. Hell if you looked down at your stomach, you could maybe see a bulge. But you weren’t paying much attention to anything. Neither of you were. Neither of you cared about what was happening outside of the room. Neither of you cared about who was texting or calling you guys.

You just wanted him to cum on your face.

#scream vi #scream 6 smut #chad meeks martin #chad meeks imagine #chad meeks x fem!reader #chad meeks smut

[darksxder]

rush it

pairing: frat boy! chad meeks-martin x fem! bff! reader

summary: you only rushed a sorority for chad’s sake, but you can’t imagine regretting it after the game of capture you get to play one fall night

warnings/tags: requited unrequited love, bittersweet (alleged by tae), skimpy bunny costume, angst and tension filled fluff, friends to lovers, deserves a second part honestly

word count: 2.1k

a.n. : I think this was subconsciously inspired by @ethansluvbot’s pfp of regina george in her bunny costume, so thank you fr!

sdt: @belle82devart

dt’s: @ethansluvbot , @midnightaemond & @spiderlover03 

If someone had told you that you would be where you are right now, maybe a year ago-hell a few months ago, you would’ve laughed in their face. Might have even flushed pink when they detailed your outfit. The fact you were dressed like a bunny, or perhaps the Kappa Deta Pi’s version of a bunny that mostly resembled Regina George’s costume rendition at Halloween.

And you were just about as skittish as an actual bunny as the fluffy white pom-pom attached to your ass rustled in the grass. Currently, you were crouched behind a bush, heart nearly beating out of your fucking chest as you heard the hoots and hollers of the various boys around.

You weren’t the only bunny. 

There were plenty of girls hiding around campus or dashing across the trails and parking lots of Blackmore University dressed as bunnies. But every man on campus, or at least everyone trying to get into a frat was a fox. Mind you they just had orange paint stripes over their bare chests, no confection or ball of fur needed to be attached to their ass.

Which only infuriated you on account of feminism and not because you had a bad habit of looking away whenever someone was shirtless. Totally. It made keeping watch difficult. And every five seconds your eyes went blurry with the glitter Tara forced into your eyes inner corner. A thick, pure dazzling white she poked there with her finger after she lined your eyes with dark brown gel eyeliner. Then go so far as to add a pretty bright pink blush to your nose and cheeks, and spread a clear gloss to your lips.

Just that and then you were off, out of the sorority, sprinting across the Blackmore University campus, and running for your furry little life. Immediately feeling your quite exposed ass cheeks freeze in the biting fall wind.

You were just thankful you could keep your knee-high boots, as they were heeled yes, but black leather, thus very warm. They even covered the majority of your stocking-clad legs. The large bunny ears glued right into the headband snug on your head were so tight it was giving you a migraine, especially when you had to double back for them twice because you ran too fast against the early September wind.

You had two hot pink flags on each side of your hip, and no one had touched yours yet. you were free.

You wanted to say you weren’t trying hard or you never usually took these types of childish games seriously but it would be a lie. You take EVERYTHING seriously and your heart is racing so fast on account of the fact you’ve fallen into that cloying and tempting trap of pretending it was real. Like you were truly being hunted like you might die, and it wasn’t too far-fetched with the masked murderer going around NYC. But you tried not to think of that. To think of anything else as you finally saw him.

Chad.

He was nearly gasping as he slowed from his dead sprint, his tanned and built chest rising and falling harshly. The tilted orange stripes were dull when you first saw them on his brown skin, but now they proved stunning in the moonlight. You allowed one glance, a second to note the soft light casting deep shadows across his muscled abdomen, leading your eyes to his sharp v-line dipping past the hem of his dark blue jeans. The sight was past your eye line but not your mind. And sweat was running in perfect droplets down his chest, the veins in his hands prominent as he clenched them, as his eyes darted from tree to bush to tree and bush. Looking for you.

Your heart pounded harder as he stopped dead still, right in front of your bush. A good twenty feet away. But he made you. Thinking of options you noted you could run, but something told you it wouldn’t do you much good.

But if there was one thing that you loved more than escapism through these types of games, it was fucking winning these types of things. So with your hands sliding down your hips, you checked to see if your flags were still there. And with a soft touch, you picked up a rock and chucked it into the bush across from you and watched as his head swerved towards it. As soon as his attention left you, and you no longer felt that hot iron brand to the side of your face, you dashed.

Some might say running in heels was difficult, especially in the platforms you were in that almost made you taller than Chad. They are correct, as you find it is indeed difficult. Especially on grass.

In a mere second, you hear this man catch up to you, your tired heart jumping at the thundering footsteps quickly echoing yours. With one of his strides, being three of yours, truly damning your advantage of being a past track star.

And when thickly muscled arms wrapped around your waist and pull you up like it’s nothing, you scream. Even though you know it’s Chad. Because he wears the same cologne and you saw him spot you. But mostly because he picks you up like it’s nothing always, no matter how many times you say you’re ‘too heavy’ for him to do so. It was the way he was gentle and firm, not yanking you into the air. Instead, it felt like he was helping you there almost.

But the fact his warm sweaty arms were around your bustier-clad middle had your pulse racing as fast as a rabbit's run.

“Gotcha'” he purred near your ear, laughing as he heard you squeak.

“Chad, put me down!” you lament, voice tired, obviously disappointed too. You had been so fucking close to winning. Hadn't seen another bunny in hours. But you just heard him hum out a 'no'.

His hand is now on the back of your plush thighs, your tits pressed firmly against one side of his back, painfully smothered against the strapless push-up set, the underwire digging into your sensitive flesh.

“Chad my boobs will fall out!” you squealed, face beet red, fists pounding sadly at his spine. To no avail. He didn’t even so much as flinch and you knew it was because you never actually hit him hard, you couldn’t even imagine it.

“Sounds like a good time for me. Wanna switch sides so I get a good view?” he asked, voice deep and teasing. But the smug drawl was cut off as the lip of your boot slammed into his bare ribs. And you were laughing into the starry night sky as he huffed out a harsh breath, gripping your thighs higher, almost fully folding over.

“Can’t hurt a man for trying, or I would’ve said that eventually if you didn’t quickly prove that you would indeed hurt a man for trying.” He rasped, voice fake pained. Back in the teasing sing-song tone that made your eye twitch.

Then he ripped the flags off your hips, pausing for a second as if to soothe the area there, hand firm and warm against your cold rear, your face flushing at the soft caress. And you just gave up. Honestly, truly, gave up, as he carried you across the vast freshly cut fields and through twisting trails, hell half the quad as other partygoers watched and laughed at the sight. But it wasn’t mean-spirited like you expected, it was almost camaraderie, but you still felt a bit like a child in time out. Helped by your huffing as you rubbed at the glitter in your eyes, sick of the burning it caused you. Hating the pain in your spine from the slumped-over posture. But as Chad reached his dorm and dashed up the stairs, to the very obvious approval of his frat mates, if their whoops and smirks were any consolation, you stopped whining about it.

Just taking the bouncing of your tits and head against his back in stride. Soft and feverish cheek smushed to his shoulder blade, just focusing on the ground beneath you, tracing the tattoos you could reach on his back.  It’s almost an unconscious action if you could ever touch him and not be fully aware of it. But you couldn’t.

You had been in love with him for years, and although he was an affectionate person, his touch never ceased to give you jitters. No matter how many years passed, it had been thirteen. It never failed to make your stomach flip so quickly and suddenly you’d think you were on a rollercoaster that just dropped 3 stories in height.

“So, are you planning on skinning and eating me?” You muse, one hand propping up your cheek, elbow purposefully digging into his muscled shoulder hard. He laughed a beautiful sound that had your cold thighs squeezing together.

“If that means I get to see you naked, then yeah.”

“Chad!” You yell, going to kick out at him again before he flipped you back over to his chest, cradling you like one might a bride, your boobs pressed harshly against the side of his chest, nearly spilling out of the small cups.  

“Okay, so you caught me..” you roll your eyes hard, trying to play along, knowing he wouldn’t drop it without your playing it up. “Whatever will you do with me now, Mr. Fox?”

He snorted, hoisting your ass under one arm and fiddling with his dorm keys in the other, his own heart skipping at your gasp at the action, your soft and perfect arms thrown casually around his neck in a vice grip.  

“I understand why they took away your barking privileges when you played Nana in Peter Pan that one year. Your acting sucks.” he laughs, smiling down at your scowling self, trying desperately to take you seriously with the soft white bunny ears on your head. But it was difficult, what with them being all fluffy and big, with a hot pink center, the right one folded over slightly for optimal effect.

“Whatever. I wanna go home and shower, Chad. Been running from sweaty dudes all night.” Your eyes fall to the carpeted floor, now actually glad he was carrying you, not wanting to get your nice leather boots sticky with whatever marred the boy's dorm carpet. You could only imagine. And instead of taking the bait to tease you, flirty personality stroked, he went quiet.

“You are home,” he said, voice soft, no ounce of teasing there and your gaze shot to him. And you felt yourself swallow hard, blinking back tears you would have sworn came from the glitter.

“Is this your not-so-subtle way of asking me to stay over?” You tease, heart, pounding a mile a minute, feeling sweat trickle down your neck, sticking your hair to your shoulders as you tilted your head up at him, curious and waiting. Soft and sure, gentle. No judgment there. From the warmth in his eyes, he knew that.

“Yes. And figured I earned it since I caught you. Plus you’ve been working too hard lately. You need rest.”

The tears fall now as his words swallow you whole, making that tension building for weeks, bunched in your shoulders subside. You could only sniffle and nod, understanding the truth in his words. The reality. You had been running yourself into the ground with club applications, sorority pledges and rush, all of it too much.

“You’re right. Just this once,” you nodded slowly and sincerely, “I’m surprised too.”

Chad rolled his eyes so hard that you laughed through your tears. “Okay. Am I sharing your bed, or camping out on the floor? Or is your roomie home, the cute one?”

He scoffed, hand pressed to his bare striped chest in mock offence. “I am the cute one, not Ethan Landry.” he bit, pushing open the door and stepping inside over the frame with you still in his arms. It felt a little like you had just been married, but you dashed that thought down before it could truly take hold.

“Sure. whatever you wanna believe..” you coo, eyes narrowed in mockery.

He just shook his head, glancing up at the clock on the far wall. “He’ll be gone 'till two am. Can get out a movie, shower and get to bed before then, huh?”

Nodding, you flushed deeply as he handed you a basket he kept on his desk. Eyes widened as you took in its contents. It had your glasses container (your spare), contacts, tampons, pads, Burt’s Bees chapstick (wild cherry) and your favourite makeup wipes. You smiled wide at him.

“This is giving relationship.. like you really like your bestie.”

He shook his head quickly, cheeks heating under your teasing tone. “No.”

“Ehhh I don’t know, this is giving no commitment issues actually. it’s giving I want you in my dorm and life so much, I made a special box of your stuff for you.”

“It’s giving all that?” he mocked, glancing at the tiny basket cradled in your lap, but you just nodded firmly, lips pursed in surety.

“We’ll then maybe it’s accurate…” he whispered, breath soft.

And you felt like you had been punched, mouth agape in shock for a mere moment before you pulled it together as your head spun. “Then let me shower before this glitter makes me fully blind.” You groan, throwing in the last bit because you know he’d give his ever so clever and original ‘you’re already kinda blind’ without it.

And you hate that you loved him for it. Hate that you loved him period. Hate that you wanted him so much it ached, that it made tears spring to your eyes when you thought of it at home in your dorm.

Knowing that after your shower in his bathroom, you would steal his shirt and boxers and crawl into his twin-size bed, the laptop screen lighting up the room as he pulled you in closer by the waist, his face half in the bend of your neck and half watching the screen. Bare chest pressed against his oversized shirt he lent you. It made you so excited you might actually scream. But you knew from the many past experiences so similar to this one, that it was hard to fall asleep like that. When you were surrounded in sheets that smelled like him, generally surrounded by him, with his bare arms around you. In those moments it was hard to deny you wanted him. And you needed to because he was your best friend.  

Nothing more.

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》ᴄʟᴏsᴇʀ《 (+𝟷𝟾)

Tara Carpenter x Gf!Fem!Reader

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Song: Closer - Nine Inch Nails Summary: R shows Tara who truly owns her. Warnings: gf!femreader, murder, smut, Tara receiving, knife kink, slight choke kink? Me being slightly ashamed of myself Requested by: @slvt4lanadelrey Words: 3.9k

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It was the most exhilarating feeling on this planet. The way your knife plunged repeatedly into the flesh of your latest victim; your mask already discarded on the floor. You found enjoyment in the splatter of crimson that ran down your face. Euphoria floods your system as if someone had distributed a dose of morphine into your veins.

It wasn't ever going to be a feeling you'd ever get tired of; the feeling of gutting someone, of the taste of blood that always seemed to find its way onto your lips. It wasn't a part of your plan to kill tonight, but you never seemed to abide by your own rules.

You'd like to think that you only resorted to murder because you felt like it, and in a way you did. But you were pissed, livid even. Chad Meeks-Martin thought that he could take what was yours, he thought he could get away with touching her. Oh, how wrong he was as your knife continued to penetrate his abdomen.

The life had long since left his eyes, by the time your dark eyes had looked up at his limp form. You were smiling like a complete maniac as you took the blade and gave him a final slash across his throat. You sat still for a bit, admiring your handy work before you got off his body and swiped the blade with your gloved hand, cleaning it of any excess blood. You were in an absolute state of pleasure as you stared down at his unmoving body, you didn't have to worry about Chad trying to steal Tara from you now.

It was tempting at this very moment to cut off his hands, the hands that believed they were privileged enough to touch what was yours. Hands that thought they could try and be a thief and steal from you without facing the proper consequences. "So fucking pathetic."

With one last look at Chad's lifeless form on the ground of his bedroom floor, you picked up your mask, slipped it back on and disappeared through the open window of his apartment, blending and disappearing into the night, making your way down the ladder.

It was amusing, to say the least, how much more exciting it had been to kill Chad, rather than Frankie. Frankie seemed too busy trying to get his dick wet, not even noticing a figure clad in black preparing to impale him with a knife. He had screamed like a little bitch, the music too loud for anyone to even hear him. The girl on the bed was too drunk to even realise the guy she was with was being slaughtered right in front of her.

He hadn't fought for his life, too busy trying to catch his bearings and stand on his own two feet, too busy trying to weakly push the knife away from where it had penetrated him. He deserved it. If only you had done it while he was still sober, drew out his inevitable death. He was another pathetic being who thought they could touch Tara, only he wanted to do it non-consensually.

Chad on the other hand had received the full Ghostface treatment, he was a premium victim after all.

It was comparable to the beginning sequence of 'Stab', he was the dumb bitch who picked up a call from an unknown number, the dumb bitch home alone. He truly thought he could outrun you, really thought he could fight you off. He was the 'big-breasted' girl who went running into his room when he could've been running out the front door.

What made his death so much more exhilarating, was the fact he put up a proper fight. It was the second-best feeling that had ever existed, the adrenaline, the wonder of if he would win or not. The satisfaction when he lay on the ground, losing the battle entirely. The feeling of watching as the blood started draining from his body.

You had grown sick and tired of the longing look he'd send Tara, the way he'd graze her knuckles or arm with his hand. The way he'd held hugs for a second too long, tonight had been the last straw. He looked so proud of himself; he looked smug thinking that she was on her way to falling in love with him just because she had kissed his cheek.

Look where that got him- dead laying on his bedroom floor. His roommate won't find his body until morning. So, he can enjoy the fact that no one noticed he was dead the whole night.

You let out a chuckle as you made your way home, Tara invading your mind as you wondered if Tara was already asleep considering how late it was. Or if she'd stayed up awaiting your return. The excitement of the fresh kill was still running through your system as your mind filled with only one thing. Tara.

The pit in your stomach felt heated, you wondered what Tara would think if you came home face drenched in the blood of your latest crime. If she'd want, you to run the knife still slightly coated in that conceited alpha's blood across her supple skin. If she found excitement in the fact, she knew exactly what you had done with it.

You were getting fidgety by the time you made it to the apartment complex, the staircase feeling like it was going to go for an eternity. You were frustrated that all these little things were delaying you from reaching Tara. That they were keeping you from your destination.

If only your knife could obliterate everything in its path whether it was an inanimate object or even a person. They shouldn't have the right to keep you from Tara.

You were beyond exasperated when you made it to the apartment you shared with Tara. The only thing on your mind as you unlocked the door and entered, the door closing and locking behind you with a clack, was how badly you wanted to rip your girlfriend's clothes off.

As your jet-black boots resounded against the floor with each step, your excitement began to come back with a burning vengeance. You hadn't taken your costume off yet, having chosen to stay blended into the night to avoid potential witnesses.

You were trembling by the time you made it to the entryway of your shared bedroom, Tara's gaze being half-lidded on the verge of falling asleep from her position in the centre of the bed. You were fighting back the urge to just lunge at her and take what you had been craving from the moment you had first embedded your sharp blade into your pathetic prey's flesh.

You watched as your girlfriend's gaze met yours, dark brown eyes blown wide in mock terror, sleep now the last thing on her mind. You stood there in the entryway a second longer admiring your lover's figure that was drowning in one of your oversized black t-shirts, the only light radiating on her body coming from the lamp on the bedside table, illuminating her beautiful figure.

You lifted your knife, still wearing the Ghostface mask, waving it slightly, fresh blood still coating the blade. Your smile turned sinister as you began to walk ever so slowly towards the bed. The closer you got, the more the heat in the pit of your stomach grew.

"Are you here to kill me?" Tara's doe eyes looked up at your figure approaching leisurely. You could see the hidden smile on the verge of breaking through, the lust that couldn't be hidden in her eyes.

You chuckled darkly under the mask, giving her a nod in response. You watched as the brunette slowly pushed herself up so that she could crawl towards the end of the comforter. You both were shaking in anticipation when the heavy sound of boots ceased, you having finally made it to the end of the bed after taking agonizingly slow strides.

You used your gloved hand to grip Tara's chin between your fingers tightly, tilting her head up to gaze into her lust-filled eyes. With the knife still gripped in your right hand you slowly brought it up, dragging the spine of the blade down your girlfriend's cheek.

Tara's hand slowly raised to the mask, your grip slightly tightening on her chin as the brunette's hand began to take the mark off. She was met with what she thought to be the most enticing sight. Your face drenched in partially dried-up blood. Your eyes were already burning with need as you stared down at the girl who had ownership over your heart.

Clenching Tara's chin tighter, you decided to finally give in slightly to your desires, with the spine of the knife still against her cheek, you pulled her into an all too searing kiss. One that expressed everything mere words couldn't. One that set both your worlds ablaze with a burning passion of unsanctioned lust. It was a kiss she was quick to fall into.

You took this time to kick your boots off, wanting nothing more than to push the brunette onto the mattress and just give in fully to your desires. She had brought the euphoric sense you had gotten from the kill back; the way you felt every time your sharp blade was found delving its way into your victim's flesh. She was the only person on this earth that could calm your beast, the only person that could turn you rabid in a mere second, the only person on this earth worth living for.

Ungripping the brown-eyed woman's chin, you slowly led her back into the centre of the bed. You started trailing the hand not holding the knife down towards her neck before grabbing a hold of it. You took this chance to bite Tara's bottom lip before tugging and releasing, leaning back to look at your lover.

"You fucking love this don't you?" You spoke huskily, Tara becoming a whimpering mess wanting nothing more but to reattach your lips with hers, only to be stopped by your giving her neck a slight squeeze. "Have I ever told you how absolutely ravishing you look under me, with my hand wrapped around your pretty little throat."

You flipped the knife around, so the tip was now pressed against her cheek, trailing down softly across her jawline. Tara's breathing became exceedingly shallower at the feeling of cold steel coming closer to her throat. She was enjoying this, making a sound of protest when you made a move to pull away entirely. Your hand detaching from her throat and knife retracting from its position on her skin.

"You're really needy tonight, aren't you?" You smirked towards the woman in front of you, before your eyes grew much darker. You gripped the bottom of the shirt she was wearing before using the knife to tear it from her waist to her neck, the tip of the knife grazing slightly against her supple skin. Tara gasped in shock at the action, before the shirt was completely ripped off her body, leaving her completely bare, with a fresh wave of goosebumps, running down her spine causing her to give an involuntary shiver.

You raised an eyebrow at her, the thought that she had only been wearing your shirt sending a new wave of heat down to your core. You took a moment to admire the dark-haired woman's figure. Every curve, every crevice, every scar was pure perfection in your eyes, she could very well put the goddess Aphrodite to shame with her beauty alone.

"Please-" it was a plea, one made with a quivering voice. She looked so utterly desperate. "I need you right now".

You didn't have to be told twice as you took your blood-stained gloves off and made a show of straddling the brunette's stomach. Her hands gripped your cloaked hips as your blade found its place back to its previous position on Tara's jaw continuing to trail downwards. The brown-eyed woman shivered as the knife began to make its way down her throat towards her chest.

Tara's grip tightened around your hips by the time the tip of your knife had made it down the side of her voluptuous breasts. You kept trailing a path lower, now running it down the middle of her abdomen making her shudder in ecstasy. The moment came to a stop when she watched as you threw the dirty knife to the side, before leaning over to grab a cleaner one from the drawer on the bedside table. Tara looked at you with a raised eyebrow before you flashed her a smirk.

You had grown bored of the previously discarded knife; it was coated in the blood of a lesser being. Someone who didn't deserve the privilege of tainting Tara's blood with their own. A vile human who had already suffered the consequences, after thinking he could have her.

You moved closer to her face, your lips inches apart. The cold metal of the new knife pressed against her cheek, but she didn't pay it any mind as her breathing became immensely deeper. She enjoyed the slight sting of the blade when she pushed herself up to connect your lips. it was much rougher than the earlier kiss, her tongue slipping into your mouth to meet yours.

You felt her fingers clawing at your cloak, feeling how her soft hands start to undress you completely as your lips continue to find each other. You pull away from your place straddling her lap, watching as a small trail of blood made its way down her cheek from the fresh cut. You leaned closer ever so slowly, your tongue trailing up her cheek capturing the crimson substance.

The metallic taste entering your taste buds made you moan in delight, grinding your bare hips ever so slightly down. The sound and action made Tara shiver, your breath fanning her cheek before you leaned closer to her ear to whisper, "God, you taste so fucking good." She let out her own moan as your teeth grazed her ear ever so softly. "Maybe I should try something more appetising".

You flashed a smirk as you slowly slid down her body and between her thighs, your knife following suit. She absently spread her legs wider, as you settled in between them, the tip of the blade making its way down her right thigh.

Her shoulders leaned against the headboard, pillows propped behind her back, as she watched in anticipation as you moved closer towards her sopping-wet folds. Your breath sends a shiver down her spine, her body desperately edging to get closer.

Tara's fists clenched the bed sheets as you drew closer, placing a feather-light kiss on her left inner thigh, your tongue beginning to trail slowly towards her throbbing core.

You trailed your tongue across the length of her slit, running your tongue between her folds. The cold steel of your blade still tracing her skin absently, her hips beginning to buck at the sensation.

Your tongue slowly circles her clit, your lips latching on, sucking softly. Her whimpers were music to your ears, the way she tried to hold herself back from pushing you closer. Her knuckles were impossibly white, the bed sheets still clenched in her hands.

You look up for a split second, pulling away softly, but not before grazing your teeth on her throbbing clit. Your tongue gave one final lick to the slit of her folds.

"I was right" You grin towards her, the blood on your face from earlier making her shiver in pleasure. "You taste absolutely divine." You keep eye contact as you lick your lips, trying to prove your point. Her breathing staggered her eyes locked completely on you.

You moved your knife to your left hand beginning to trail your right hand up her thigh, moving closer to her heat.

Your fingers finally make contact, a gasp leaving her luscious lips. She shivers under your touch, as you slipped a finger inside, followed by another. Her walls clenching around you, a loud moan resounding around the bedroom.

You pushed in, slowly until you reached as deep as you could go, your finger beginning to pump slowly. The ever-growing slickness making the movements smoother.

You continue your slow pumps as you manoeuvre yourself into a better position, dropping the knife to lift a leg over your shoulder. Your lips encounter her inner thigh, your teeth nibbling at her smooth skin. She shivered at the contact; her breathing laboured as your fingers moved faster.

Her head began to tilt back, your fingers penetrating until you found the right spot, beginning to curl them slightly. "Please..." She practically moaned, her voice quaking. "More..."

You sped up some more before placing your mouth on her clit, sucking and flicking it with your tongue. You could tell she was enjoying it, by the way she was clenching around your fingers, the way her moans got even louder, and the way her hands were still holding the bed sheets so hard that you were surprised her nails hadn't torn them to shreds.

You could tell she was tempted to run her fingers through your hair and pull you closer to where you were satisfying her. The way her fingers tightened then slackened on the bed sheets, the way her hands seemed to twitch in need to hold your head down, wanting to feel if you could go even deeper inside her.

Her moans were your music, the symphony you would listen to for an eternity if you could. The way she begged for more was your kryptonite, one that you would never get tired of hearing even if it did make your core throb.

You loved the fact that only you would ever have her like this, a writhing mess under you. Only you would be able to know how she tastes because in all honesty she was yours, you owned her as much as she owned you. She was a caged bird in your heart, never to be released from it.

You felt her tense under you, your fingers continuing to curl and pump into her at a fast pace. Your tongue licking as you sucked on her throbbing clit, your teeth grazing and pulling softly every so often.

You could tell she was getting close by the way her legs twitched and tensed, the way her moans got louder as her breathing stuttered. You were almost tempted to edge her, keep her on the verge of coming but never quite allowed her to fall. But you wanted to watch her twitch and shutter underneath you, you wanted to watch as she exploded over your mouth and fingers.

So instead of telling her to hold it, you allowed her release. Her legs tensing, a scream leaving her lips, you continued your pace as she went over the edge. Her walls clenched impossibly tight against your fingers, her body begging to shudder and twitch on ecstasy and pleasure as her eyes rolled back into her head.

You pushed her through the orgasm, feeling her release beginning to coat your fingers. You kept sucking her clit, before grazing your teeth against it, biting down softly and pulling only then letting go. Her body finally became completely limp, twitching only a few more times before stilling entirely. Her breathing was deep and heavy, energy seemingly spent.

You pulled your fingers out pulling back as she twitched a little at the action. She looked up at you, eyes half-lidded in satisfaction, watching as you slowly and seductively licked and sucked her juices off your fingers.

You dropped her leg from off your shoulder, picking up the knife and trailing it upwards as you began to slide up her body. The knife settled at her breasts and stayed as you made it to her lips, pushing forward to kiss her passionately. She reciprocated, pushing herself lazily up, feeling as you circled the tip of the blade around her areolas.

You slipped your tongue in her mouth, allowing her to taste herself. Your knife continued its circles until you began pulling back, biting her bottom lip and tugging as you did so. You released her bottom lip from in between your teeth, placing the knife down on the bedside table before laying down next to her, pulling her into your body.

She cuddled up to you as you kissed the crown of her head. "You are so fucking beautiful." You nuzzled your nose against her hair, wrapping your arms around her.

Spent and cuddled up to your chest, Tara's breathing begins to calm down. Her legs entwined with yours, the warmth of your skin the perfect temperature.

She tilts her head up to meet your lips in a passionate kiss, her tongue slipping inside your mouth to meet yours. It grew deeper as it went on, Tara seeming to untangle her legs from yours and move to straddle your lap.

As soon as she pulled away, your lips began to chase hers only to be stopped by a hand on your chin. A smirk had made its way onto her face, a smirk you knew all too well. "I guess it's my turn." It was her revenge, you felt it as she began to kiss you harder trailing her hand down your body getting prepared to return the favour.

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Bonus:

The first 'Stab' movie was playing on the television screen, Mindy having come over to have a marathon. Tara not even looking up to watch as her eyes stayed attached to her phone. It was surprising, her obvious dislike for the slasher genre considering that she was dating and attracted to the fact that you indulged yourself in the activity.

Mindy narrowed her eyes from her place seated on your couch at the fresh scar that seemed to adorn Tara’s cheek. They’d only just seen each other yesterday and her facial features had been flawless, not a single scratch. “What’d you do to your cheek?”

It was a simple question one that you could tell was sending the small brunette into a panic. You hadn’t made up an excuse in time, one that would explain why Tara had received the obvious cut. You both were too busy getting tangled in the sheets, that you hadn’t thought to place a band-aid on the wound.

It didn’t look to be infected which was a relief, you kept watching as your girlfriend racked her brain for what to say. She opened her mouth to respond only to be cut off by Mindy’s mobile ringtone going off. Mindy looked down at her phone, rolling her eyes and clicking her tongue “It’s my mom, I’ve gotta take this.” She got up to leave the room, oblivious to the forming smirk appearing on your face.

Your head nuzzled into your girlfriend’s neck, trying to muffle the giggle that was begging to break free. You had a feeling you knew what the call was about, and from the way her voice seemed to raise and sound frantic, you knew you had hit the nail on the head. Your maniacal grin was hard to hide, so you stayed where you were, the door seemingly wanting to come off its hinges as it banged open, announcing Mindy’s return.

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Jamie Speaks:

Yes? No?

I was imagining how the security footage would've looked if R had used the elevator instead... just casually standing on an elevator in a Ghostface costume.

Also, just imagine if Tara had an asthma attack during sex pfft...

Enjoy this picture as my apology:

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ INTRO ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

about me ─ ★

esme

she/her

infp

bisexual

i can play on the electric guitar and piano !!

i used to do ballet but now i do belly dancing

i love listening to music esp metal (any type tbfr) and rock, my fav animal is a cat and I'm pretty sure that's it

stuff

if you want me to write for a character that isn't on the list feel free to ask me and I'll write for them if possible <3

i will write smut, fem reader, gn reader, platonic and romantic relationships

i will not write rape, incest, gore, threesome, gang bang, teacher x student, male reader, character x character, character x oc, poly relationships, specified race reader

what and who i write for ─ ✧･ﾟ*

MOVIES ─ ★

black swan

- nina sayers

- lily

diary of a wimpy kid

- rodrick heffley

harry potter

- hermione granger

- harry potter

- draco malfoy

- luna lovegod

- ron weasley

- theodore nott

- tom riddle

scream

- tatum riley

- sidney prescott

- billy loomis

- stu marcher

- samantha carpenter

- tara carpenter

- amber freeman

- anika kayko

- ethan landry

- gale weathers

- jill roberts

- kirby reed

- chad meeks-martin

- mindy meeks-martin

life as a house

- sam monroe

awake

- clay beresford

casper

- casper mcfadden

fight club

- marla singer

- tyler durden

star wars

- anakin skywalker

- padmé amidala

narnia

- edmund pevensie

- peter pevensie

seasquatch squad

- jeremy sumpter

SERIES ─ ★

pretty little liars

- emily fields

- alison dilaurentis

- hanna marin

- spencer hastings

gossip girl

- blair waldorf

- serena van der woodsen

- georgina sparks

outerbanks

- rafe cameron

- sarah cameron

- jj maybanks

- kiara carrera

- pope heyward

- john b routledge

seaquest dsv

- lucas wolenczak

the babysitters club

- sam thomas

- kristy thomas

- stacey mcgill

- claudia kishi

- dawn schafer

shameless

- carl gallagher

- fiona gallagher

- debbie gallagher

malcolm in the middle

- malcolm wilkerson

- reese wilkerson

- francis wilkerson

my babysitters a vampire

- rory keaner

- ethan morgan

- sarah fox

ruby and the well

- sam price

- mina amani

- ruby o'reilly

KDRAMA ─ ★

all of us are dead

- choi nam-ra

- lee su-hyeok

- lee cheong-san

- lee na-yeon

- nam on-jo

sweet home

- yoon ji-su

- lee eun-yoo

- cha hyun-soo

KPOP ─ ★

aespa

- karina

- winter

- ningning

- giselle

twice

- nayeon

- chaeyoung

- momo

- mina

- sana

- jihyo

- dahyun

- jeongyeon

- tzuyu

le sserafim

- sakura

- yunjin

- chaewon

- kazuha

- eunchae

gidle

- soyeon

- minnie

- shuhua

- miyeon

- yuqi

nmixx

- sullyoon

- lily

- kyujin

- haewon

- jiwoo

- bae

new jeans

- danielle

- haerin

- minji

- hyein

- hanni

GAMES ─ ★

the last of us

- ellie williams

fatal frame

- yuri kozukata

- rui kagamiya

cry of fear

- simon henriksson

resident evil

- leon s kennedy

- jill valentine

- ada wong

- claire redfield

- bela dimitrescu

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