#Story for Amber

[imma-sucker-for-a-beard]

One Hell of a dream!

Character pairing: Dean Winchester x You/Female reader - your POV

Word count: 1336

Warnings: Control, Possessive, fantasizing, smut, NSFW, Mention of breeding, Breeding kink, Knife play, Obedience, Dominance, 18+, teasing, fingering, Marking, Forced climax, Use of F word.

Author's Note: Since money doesn’t grow on trees and still wanting to give each other a Christmas gift, we decided to write each other a story based on random photos that were provided by the recipient. So this is my Christmas short story for @sweater-daddiesdumbdork All mistakes are my own.

Moodboard is my own creation.

Disclaimer: This fiction is not to be used or translated without permission. Reblogging is allowed directly from this post.

>>> Merry Christmas Ambie, I hope you had a lovely holiday. Thank you for being a sister from another mister. Lover you always and forever. <<<

You were sitting alone on Christmas eve after having spent some quality time at some friend’s place, you had been talking about favorite character from series and movies. A few guys had caused a fuzz then you and another woman had agreed upon Dean Winchester being hot and the ultimate muse for intense dreams. Now you were home and had been seeing four episodes until now, you weren’t ready for bed, but you had to because you were having company over the next day. You decided on putting on last episode on while lying in bed, there was no way you would skip that episode. ‘Mmm Future Dean, him and Demondean, now that was a Manwich you’d do.

You don’t remember putting anything in the oven let alone setting the timer. You got out of bed only wearing a tee and panties and headed for the kitchen what had you been thinking putting something in the oven at this time. Once in the kitchen you stopped dead in your tracks. This wasn’t your kitchen. The timer kept beeping as you looked back to see your room gone and a new bedroom was there instead. Okay this, was fucked up on so many levels.

“BABE! Are you gonna let the timer continue to beep or are you getting the rolls out of the oven?” you hear from the bedroom and saw a tired Jensen exit the bedroom and pasted you going to the oven and taking the muffin tin out.

“Jensen?” you said slow not believing your own eyes.

He breathed in deeply. “Mmm your cooking smells divine” facing you now, he crocked a brow. “Who the hell is Jensen.?” Walking up to you and pulling you closer he smirked putting a finger under your chin making you look up at him and placed a deep kiss on your lips before saying “how about you get you out of this tee?” you swatted his hands as he grabbed the hem of the tee.

You were still at a loss and staring realizing that you were dreaming. He chuckled giving you a cheeky grin. “Someone’s playing hard to get. That’s my girl.” He pulled you over to the table and you willing followed. “Babygirl I need you to sit. Then I’ll be right back.”

…………

You took a seat and watched as he entered the bedroom. You waited for what felt like an eternity, so you get up and went to the counter and saw a tin full of pumpkin spiced cinnamon rolls. You were about to pick one up then you heard a deeper and huskier voice behind you. “What do you think you’re doing?” you spun around to see then you were now facing future Dean, with thigh holster and everything. “FUCK!” you exclaimed, and he laughed before his eyes darkened stepping close to you.

“That is exactly what I intent for us to do! Now hands on your back!”

You bit your lip and did as told slowly placing your hands on your back. “Yes, Dean”

He was now towering over you and looking down at you with lustful eyes. “Yes….. What?”

You gulped and cast your eyes down and purred “Yes, Daddy”

He breathed a laughed. “That’s better, Daddy’s good girl. Now I want you to look into my eyes as I strip you!” You looked up at him, hearing the sound of metal against the leather sheath as he pulled his knife from his holster, running it up over your skin sending shivers through your body. Bring the knife to your face he smirked. “Kiss it, pet. Kiss it and tell me what you need!”

You looked from him to the knife and back again wetting your lips before placing you lips against the coldness of the knife. “I want you to cut my clothes off and fuck me!”

He groaned approvingly and ran the edge of the knife along your cheek and down your neck before grabbing your tee and cut into it and the room filled with the sound of fabric ripping and you felt the cool air against your exposed chest. “Mmm” Dean ran the knife back up your exposed breasts and slightly pressed the tip of the knife against your right taunt nipple as he pinched your left. “Oh, the plans I have for you… Before this night is over, I’ll have marked you as mine and you’ll thank me for it.”

He pulled the tee off your shoulder and winked at you. “Now turn around Pet.!” You did as commanded, and he rewarded you with a spank on your right butt cheek that left a sting and a warmth that spread to you sex. “Thank you, Daddy” you spoke softly arching your back a little pushing your ass toward him as he stepped closer so you could feel the bulk in his pants.

“I want you to bend over the counter and grab the edge!” he demanded as he lightly pushed against your shoulders until you were laying with your breasts against the cold countertop. You turned your head to look back as best as you could to see what he would do next, since you felt his hand against your ass rubbing and squeezing lightly before slipping past your panties and finding your sex and thrusted two fingers to the palm of his hand growling. “Fuck You’re soaked. You’re such an eager pumpkin to please your master” pumping his fingers in you he added another and a fourth making you whimper aloud. “Argh Fuck, Daddy!”

The moist sounds of your soaked cunt filled the kitchen. When Dean pulled his fingers out you groaned at the emptiness. Dean grabbed the hem of your panties and dragged the back side over your ass and cut your panties off slowly pulling them of you, dragging them over your clit bending for laughing hauntingly in your ear. “I hope your ready pet!”

…………

You turned your head to look at him and, was met with black eyes and you sucked in air sharply seeing Demondean before your eyes. “I’ll put my spawn in you!”

You whimpered and pushed your ass against him “Please daddy!!! Fuck me!!”

He got back up and ripped his pants off and in seconds he buried himself to the hill, deep inside your cunt roaring at your tight fit. You screamed aloud as his sudden intrusion forced a climax from your body.

He ran his hand over your back as he bent down reaching around your throat tighten slightly forcing you to stand back up as he fucked you with vengeance. “You’re mine to do with as I please!” with his other hand he ran the knife over your sex, grunting in your ear as both your climaxes grew near, you felt him pulse inside you, he stopped just short of cumming, bringing the knife to your ribcage dragging the knife over your ribs cutting a pentagram in your thin skin under your left breast. The pain mixing with the pleasure bringing your over the edge and you climax hard, and Dean let go of your neck letting you drop to the countertop again grabbing your hips and fuck his climax into your womb, prolonging your climax till you slip into unconsciousness. You remember his voice in your ear saying something about growing spawn in your womb.

You wake in the morning to the white noise from the TV and your sore all over. You remember the dream and bring a hand to your left rib and feel something, quickly you get out of bed and hurry to the mirror and your eyes scan your ribcage and you lose your breath when your seen the red outline of a pentagram, instinctively you bring a hand to your belly, over your womb thinking to yourself that was one Hell of a dream!

[aroacespacerock]

“we need more characters with feminine rage!!” Yall can’t even handle Chappell Roan.

[kirjavas]

i really hate when people dismiss the ending of his dark materials because it leans into the trope "love saves the world". truly, that is what the story is about, but reducing it to a cliché is doing a disservice to the point the story is making. when it says that love says the world, it's rewriting the meaning of sin by saying that giving into desire is not shameful. it's telling us to be brave enough to experience. it's saying that dying for love can have powerful impact, but living for it is much more romantic. it's saying that storytelling saves the world, because telling stories is a language of love. it's saying that the bonds we create with other people will outlast death as long as we share our memories. it's showing how a simple childhood friendship is extraordinary enough to change the course of a war between heaven and earth. is there a better way to end a trilogy that intertwines so many paths of love than with a kiss that shifts the fabric of multiple universes?

[ghostampire]

hell's gonna be hot

[heph]

04 x 16 | Just stay with me 🧣

[amber-jinx]

We finally have something close to a Rachel Amber DLC 🔥🥹

Y'all have to check this out. The details are amazing!

No but if i see a blue haired girl with a beenie and a blond in plaid shirt driving by in a truck like the end there I'll prolly chase after them 😂

This is the development needed

Chap 2 Chap 3 here!

[lopeirce]

I'm not crying. You're crying.

[fantasydoctor]

Red Sphere of Falseness.

[longelk]

SIR JAMES

[sincerlylivv]

Maybe in another universe..

[whatisyourchildhoodtrauma]

The cast of Slayers: A Buffyverse Story at New York Comic Con 2023 via Charisma's Instagram (source)

[skybristle]

rbs > likes

the cost of new beginnings [part one, not needed but has some big context]

[kirjavas]

what really gets me about the phrase "tell them stories" is that what humanised the harpies were childhood memories, of the days lyra and roger spent together inside an oxford college and on top of its roof. it wasn't anything grand and extraordinary (the word lyra's parents kept insisting on her) but just the happiness of being with an old friend. lyra's journey to the land of the dead was rather extraordinary, but only the simplest of stories brought her home. i think there's an important message there that while you can choose to live a life full of danger and adventure, the most mundane moments such as your friend baking you a birthday cake or a time where you stayed out in the sun until you burnt can create a life worth telling stories about... only emphasised by the serpent sharing the simple memory of falling in love

[fantasylandbitch]

Summary: After the Carpenter household events. You get Tara help at the Hospital in Woodboro so you stay overnight for her protection before notifying those close to her. Thankfully everyone who was notified arrived. However, the rest of the evening doesn’t go as planned as Sam gets attacked and you are forced to face old feelings that arise from your past.

Warnings: Some Cussing, Manipulation, Authority Figures,

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 (Coming Soon)

“Stop this car!!! You need to break right now!!!” your passenger yelled, both of you watching the speedometer go from 20 mph and jump to 70 mph.

“I-I can’t! The breaks aren’t working. I need to let the car slow down!!” you yell in the car while you try to think of a way for you and your passenger to get out of the situation safely.

Then you heard the screech of your tires and then a scream from your little sister erupted in your ears.

The scream was so loud and clear that when you opened your eyes upon sitting up you had to quickly shield them from the bright light above, even with the pounding in your head. It felt like you had been drinking alcohol even though knowing yourself you wouldn't allow yourself to get that far in any setting. However, slowly you start to reintroduce your eyes to the light in the room, bringing your hand down as you look around the hospital room you occupy before slowly turning your head to the left where you see a giant water bottle on a table not far from you.

“I’m glad to see you're awake” you hear a nurse say, causing you to turn your head as you see an older woman walk into the room with a clipboard and a cop. Then as the nurse got closer to your bed you slowly squint your eyes to get a better look at her name tag, Genie, before allowing her to check you out momentarily.  

“Hello, Miss. I’m Officer Mavis, do you remember your name?” Officer Mavis asked as she approached you before looking over at the nurse at her side “Or when you were born like your month, day, and year?”.

You heard the officer ask so you slowly nodded before answering “My name is Y/N Freeman. My date of birth is…” You paused for a minute, “ XX / XX / XXXX” you said soon after while hearing the nurse write something on her clipboard.

“Do you remember how you got here Miss Freeman and why you’re here?” the officer asked you after as she waited for your response, putting her hands comfortably on her belt. While all you could do was take a deep breath as you thought about her question when your eyes searched the room, finding your keys.

“I-I think…I think I drove here to see someone” you said softly, questioning why you were at the hospital in the first place before massaging your face briefly causing the nurse to nod at your ability to recall what you were planning to do earlier. Then she handed you the water bottle from the table, but the nurse asked you a question before you drank it.

“Miss Freeman, do you want me to get a doctor for you?” she asked and for a minute you thought about it knowing what she was getting at before shaking your head ‘No’ Your answer made Officer Mavis nod slowly in agreement before handing you her card.

“Here’s my card just in case you remember anything else later” Officer Mavis informed you wanting to make sure you were cared for, not realizing that you both had gone to school together.

“Thank you, Officer Mavis and Nurse Genie for looking out for me,” you thanked as you took the card from the officer before slowly getting back on your feet then the nurse walked over to you when you suddenly stumbled into the Police Officer. “Apologies Officer Mavis I wasn’t trying to make a pass at you” you apologized to the Officer causing her to laugh as Nurse Genie’s hands kept you steady.

“Don’t worry about it, you're fine, Freeman. I’ll help her over to the desk, Genie” she said aloud to the nurse. Then she led you to the right corner of the room so you could get your belongings. 

Afterward, you wondered how you got into the hospital and who would have alerted the staff so you asked. “Nurse Genie…” You started, trying to come up with other words to help convey what you wanted to say as your brain felt foggy from the lack of sleep and not just the slight hangover you had “Who found me?” 

Your question made her and the Officer stop and wonder for themselves as to who alerted the hospital so Nurse Genie looked over at you briefly before looking at the head nurse in the hallway. “Hey, Jackie, do you know who found our patient?” she asked before making her way to the front desk to help you check out.

“Of course, the name of the person who found her was Lauren. She was on her way to her car when she found Miss Freeman unconscious in the parking lot so she called Officer Mavis from outside to help get some staff for her and a bed” Head Nurse Jackie explained before looking at Officer Mavis. Her eyes looked her up and down as she smiled. Her smile brought a smile to your face as you noticed that look in her eye for the Officer beside you as she continued to help you across the hall, making it to the desk with you so could give your information and pay for your stay.

“Thank you ladies for your help” you thanked, as you signed your name on a pad so you could easily pay before you went into your phone genuinely surprised to see it in good condition. Then absentmindedly you opened up your notes to find a list of where you planned to go in the hospital.

To your surprise, you left yourself a note directing you on where to go in the hospital so some part of you realized that you can be forgetful but not black out forgetful. However, despite recent events, you pat yourself on the back for sort of looking out for yourself so you decide to let Genie know where you are going before heading to the elevator so you can see how Tara’s doing.

“SOMEBODY HELP ME!!! HE’S TRYING TO KILL ME!!!” Sam screams trying to get someone anyone’s attention while she runs down the hallway trying to create distance between her and the killer. 

While she is running for her life you hear Sam’s scream causing you to go from your casual walking speed to a full on sprint down the hallway. “SAM!?” you scream out to her. “SAM!? WHERE ARE YOU!?” you yell out again trying to figure out where she is in the hospital before you both run smack into each other, falling to the floor. Although you can imagine that you both are in pain from the impact you sit up bringing your friend up along with you when you notice Sam crying on your chest. “Sammy” you call her by her nickname but she doesn’t look at you in fact she’s too occupied by her experience in the break room to hear your voice until you cup her face so she can focus on looking at you.

Then the officer on the floor came running into the hallway. “Hey Hey, what’s going on?” the officer asked, breathing heavily as you moved your hands from Sam’s face to her shoulders pushing her off of you so you could get up before helping her up afterward.

“Somebody tried to kill me in the breakroom” Sam cried as she held onto you and the cop looked at you before looking at the break room door which aggravated you.

“Deputy Vinson do your job or I will do it for you,” you said to him as Sam wrapped her hand around your arm. In contrast, her other hand gripped the lower part of your shirt and it only got tighter as you walked to the door with the officer before he opened the door to the break room causing Sam to breathe heavily. But to your surprise as well as the officers', no one was in the breakroom causing Sam to hide her face behind your back so for support you rubbed Sam’s hand on your arm to comfort her as you took a deep breath.

“I’m going to have to call this in,” Officer Vinson said as he turned around and walked out of the breakroom and into the main hallway where you and Sam felt safest “Sheriff Hicks we have a situation at the Woodsboro Hospital”

A few hours later Sheriff Judy Hicks arrives at the hospital after you use the bathroom in Tara’s room.

When you open the door to the bathroom you see Sam sitting on the couch, Richie sitting in a chair near her, and your little sister standing near Tara. You immediately notice how Sam looks like she’s either tired or dissociating from whatever happened to her earlier with her encounter with Tara’s killer so you go to sit next to her on the couch to give her some comfort. 

“I’ve got a body outside a bar on Main and then you get attacked here. You said the call came from Amber’s number?” Sheriff Judy Hicks asked Sam, and you watched as the older Carpenter nodded to confirm her account of what happened before placing your knee near hers. You wanted to show Sam that despite the prior issues you have with her, you are willing to temporarily put them aside to support her in any way you can before leaning your back against the couch as you listen to the rest of the conversation in the room, soon your eyes gravitated to your little sister.

“So we know he cloned my phone before when he attacked Tara” Amber spoke up as she tried to get her head around what happened before, looking at Tara with a questioning look before looking back at Sheriff Hicks. After your eyes looked over to the next person who started talking, which was Sam’s boyfriend, Richie, someone you don’t really like for some reason.

“And um I’m just spitballing here..you're the killer” he stated so matter of factly which made your little sister give him a dirty look as you were about ready to kick his ass for insinuating that Amber would do such a thing to the two people you consider your extended family.

“What motive would my sister have, jackass?” you defended your sister as Richie stood up causing you to wonder if he was going to try and fight you when he turned his back on Amber to look at you. Then Sam placed her hand on your right thigh, shielding you, her hand caused you to briefly look at her while she used her other hand to place in front of Richie so he wouldn’t try anything.

“Richie stop, Y/n’s right...,” Sam says defending you while staring at her boyfriend. She asked him with her eyes to sit back down on the chair next to her but he didn't, not right away. Then for a brief minute, Sam looked over at you before squeezing your thigh until Sheriff Hicks asked Richie a question.

“And where were you when all of this happened?” Sheriff Hicks asked him with an inquisitive look, finding it odd that an outsider like him would just start pointing fingers at people in the room when he might not have an alibi.

Then Richie turned around “I-” he started before sitting back down in the free chair he found in the room earlier. “I-I was watching Netflix” he confessed as he felt embarrassed, scratching the scruffy beard he was growing on his face before massaging his neck.

You gave a heavy sigh as you went from looking at the side of your best friend's face to her hand on your thigh before looking at the side of Richie’s face. You were trying to figure out how Sam would allow herself to end up with a loser like Richie and not someone who has half decent qualities like yourself. 

“Oooh yeah, a super solid alibi bro” Amber quipped because she found his response for an alibi to be so bad that he could easily have done it. But amongst the jabs, you found yourself looking between Richie and your sister because how they talk to each other seems so odd to you as if they’ve known each other but you can’t recall when your little sister would be out of your sight while your parents were home.

“So where were you?” Richie asked with a half smug smile like he’d caught Amber in a lie when the Sheriff spoke for her.

“I was questioning Amber and her friends at the Sheriff's station,” Sheriff Hicks said, which made you sit back and question where your sister really was because you can recall seeing her face when you left home earlier but not the stench of alcohol and cigarettes.

“Yeah, I came as soon as I heard…” you heard Amber say before she took another jab at Richie. “But you know the Netflix alibi is good too,” she said next causing you, Sam, and Sheriff Hicks to sigh.

“Both of you stop it,” Sheriff Hicks said, slightly annoyed at the constant jabs between the two of them when Sam removed her hand off your thigh to message her hand.

“You're gonna put more cops on her room right?” Sam asked Sheriff Hicks with the most serious face she could portray while you and Tara looked at each other for a moment before looking at Sam and then at the Sheriff.

“Yes, and I could move you to a private floor. Deputy Vinson knows what he’s doing, so you’ll be safe,” the Sheriff said with a serious face, trying to let Sam, who isn’t her favorite person, know that everything would be okay. But Sam doesn’t believe her words or the system.

“Like we’ve been so far?” Sam questioned the Sheriff and you slowly look from Sam to Sheriff Hick’s face because you’ve seen on very rare occasions how these two act around each other. You know it’s not good, but there is some truth to some of Sam’s concerns.

“Samantha let's step outside” you heard the Sheriff say and you know by the tone that what Hicks has to say to Sam is nothing good, especially with that tight lipped smile of hers, so when the girls left you put the strap from the cooler over you and stood near the doorway to eavesdrop.

“Nice to see you, Deputy Hicks,” Sam says to the Sheriff and you sigh because you know Sam can be stubborn. “So many fun memories” A part of you would like to say something to her about her attitude.

“It’s Sheriff Hicks, I remember you too and all of the trouble you used to cause your family,” She said at first and you could feel your blood pressure is about to rise from the Sheriff’s response alone. “Your presence here is not helping so maybe when the sun comes up, you and your boyfriend can hit the road and leave it to the people who actually care about this community” you heard the Sheriff say last and her response made the last part of their conversation very personal to you so when the Sheriff left, you opened the door to confront Sheriff Hicks.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to get in your way,” Sam said to you as she almost walked into you but thought it was weird that she didn’t hear a response. When she looked up you almost looked like a completely different person to her. “Y/n? Y/n don’t” she says to you while you walk past her and down the hallway to Sheriff Hicks.

“Hey Sheriff Hicks” you call the Sheriff’s name causing her to turn away from the elevator after she had called one up.. “I disagree with what you said to Sam a few minutes ago and I think it’s not right to use your biases to cloud your judgment when talking to someone who almost lost her little sister to a potential serial killer and then almost got killed herself,” you said calmly even though you can feel your blood boiling underneath your skin.

“This isn’t up for a debate Y/n, and that conversation was supposed to be between me and that trouble maker so stay out of it,” Sheriff Hicks told you as she tried her best to give you a subtle warning telling you to stop while you're ahead. 

“I think this should be up for a debate because the way you are brushing off this incident with Sam is the same brushing off that you did with me and you fucking ignored me then too.” You spat with anger “Where were the people who cared about this community then uh? Because I don’t see one and especially a Sheriff who claims she cares when really, she’s full of shit.”

“Okay Miss Freeman..you don’t want to go down this path with me” Sheriff Hicks started, getting aggravated with you as she took a few steps away from the elevators so she could look at you head on. 

“Well maybe I do Judy” you replied to the Sheriff causing her to clench her jaw when she heard her name coming out of your mouth. "Besides wouldn't be the first time" you continued, her respect for you wavering as she stepped ever so closer to you before Sam came to stop you.

“Y/n, there you are Tara wants to talk to you” Sam lies trying to get you away from the Sheriff when Sheriff Hick’s phone goes off as the two of you stay still, staring each other down.

Then you opened your mouth “I know that ringtone Judy. I know that’s Wes’s, you should probably answer that call before he decides to send a search party to come looking for you.” You continued watching as Sheriff Hicks became conflicted because she taught Wes that if she isn’t home by the time she’s supposed that he should call her not once but twice, however, if he has to call for the third time then something might be wrong if she doesn't pick up.

However, Sheriff Hicks lets the call go knowing her rule and because of that rule, she steps away from you but not before warning you for the third time. “Say one more thing. Voice one more snarky thing to me and I’ll have no choice but to arrest you, Y/n” Sheriff Hicks said to you through gritted teeth hoping you would back down first but you don’t.

“Judy, I think if you can’t handle a bit of heat from a citizen while in uniform then you don’t deserve to wear that badge nor have the title of Sheriff that Dewy gave you,” you said, giving the last word as the elevator dinged beside you both.

After saying what you said, Sheriff Hicks takes a deep breath before slowly nodding as she tries her best to refrain from putting you in handcuffs. Because deep down she knows you're right, so in her final attempts to not abuse her power as Sheriff, she walks away from you. “Have a good night ladies" Sheriff Hicks says calmly, before heading into the elevator and fishing for the phone in her pocket to call her son back as the elevator doors close.

After the elevator doors closed you turned to Sam. “Okay,” you started trying to calm down. “You said Tara wanted to talk to me?” you asked before closing your eyes and taking a deep breath. However, when you opened your eyes, you didn’t expect Sam to get in your face.  

“It was a lie” Sam replies, a little mad that you didn’t listen to her the first time so she backs you into the wall behind you. “What the hell were you thinking?” she asked angrily trying to figure out how far your head was up your ass because she didn’t want you to go to jail for saying something stupid in her defense.

“What? An old friend you haven’t seen but ignored for five years can’t defend you?!” you question her with anger. For a moment Sam says nothing to you. All she can do is look at you, your question leaving her in shock while you look at her with steel eyes. 

“Y/n I-” Sam started but didn’t she know what to say to you, she was speechless before her attention was occupied by the sound of footsteps coming down the hallway so she looked away from you.  

“There you both are,” Amber says exasperated causing you to look away from Sam to face your little sister.

“What do you want Amber?” you asked, trying not to get mad at your little sister for interrupting your conversation with Sam.

“I’m here for Sam not you” Amber answered. Then she looked at Sam “Your boyfriend, and your little sister are looking for you” she explained before giving you a dirty look.

“Uh thanks,” Sam said softly to your little sister then she turned to you briefly before walking away.

“What was that about?” Amber asked you after Sam left you both by the elevator hallway to see her sister.

“It’s nothing you should be concerned about,” you replied to your little sister as you slowly started to feel slightly aggravated once again. You weren’t sure why you started to feel this way, angry and sad, so to hide from these feelings, you attempted to walk away from your little sister so you could check on Sam and Tara, but Amber stopped you by pulling your arm.

“Why do you still care about her?” your sister asked you so you turned around to face her. “Why do you still care about Sam? After everything she’s put you through,” Amber continued to ask, trying to get you to isolate yourself from the people you trust and deemed worthy of being a part of your family, your inner circle.

“I’m going to stop you right there Amber,” you said sternly, pulling your arm out of your sister’s grasp. Then you turned around at the sound of your best friend crying but soon realized that Sam had confided in her boyfriend, not you.

Amber follows your gaze and immediately becomes annoyed that you’ve become so caught up in your best friend once again so she tries her best to manipulate you once more. “What if she’s the kil-” Amber started to accuse her but you wouldn’t have it.

“Open your eyes Amber why the fuck would she hurt her little sister of all people? It’s not like she’s some unhinged fan of the Stab franchise!” you yelled at your sister but your argument didn’t go unnoticed because without looking back you knew Sam and her boyfriend were looking at you both so you just left the hospital to save face.

While you were leaving, Amber followed you with her eyes not nearly as satisfied as what she had done to you a few years prior before looking down the hall where she had witnessed your best friend being kissed by Richie briefly. But feeling jealous, Amber could only imagine what it would feel like to have his lips on her own before she watched Sam leave his side to go somewhere else for the moment. However, after Sam left, Amber noticed Richie look down the hallway, she was caught in his gaze and then noticed his lips moving, quietly asking if she was okay from afar. All Amber could do was nod tiredly before walking towards the elevators to go find you so she could make it home and hoping that by the morning she would find a way to get back at you for disrespecting her in front of Richie.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 (Coming Soon)

This fic was requested by a fan named @spidey2-9 (Here is their ask). Also for anyone who might frequently use ArchiveofOurOwn or have friends who follow this mini series, don't worry I plan to update the series there as well.

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Scream 5: When Our Blood is Thicker than the Water of the Womb Playlist

[buffythecomicslayer]

Slayers: A Buffyverse Story

Release date: October 12, 2023.

Original cast members from the beloved TV series, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, reunite for an all-new adventure about connections that never die — even if you bury them. A decade has passed since the epic final battle that concluded Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV). The game-changing spell that gave power to all potential Slayers persists. With new Slayers constantly emerging, things are looking grim for the bad guys. Rebellious vampire Spike is working undercover in Los Angeles with his old pal Clem when he meets feisty, rookie Slayer, Indira, who wants Spike to be her mentor. Stakes intensify as Cordelia Chase emerges from an alternate reality where she alone is the Slayer, and Buffy Summers doesn’t exist. Cordelia enlists Spike’s help with a classic big bad terrorizing her world…his ex, Drusilla. Giles, Anya, Jonathan, and Tara also return, but through the years and the vastness of the multiverse, not everyone is who they used to be…

Writers: Christopher Golden, Amber Benson.

Starring: James Marsters as Spike; Laya DeLeon Hayes as Indira; Charisma Carpenter as Cordelia; Emma Caulfield as Anya and Anyanka; Amber Benson as Tara; James Charles Leary as Clem; Juliet Landau as Drusilla; Anthony Head as Giles; Phina Oruche as Olivia; and Danny Strong as Ghost Jonathan.

Also Featuring: Julia Cho as Ms. Bang; Josh Petersdorf as Kurgan; Juno Dawson as Miranda; Jessica Gardner as Amy Madison; Cheryl Umana as Zantina; Joshua McClenney as Rahim; Denise Pickering as Buzz; Glenda Morgan Brown as Esther; Jasmine Hyde as Althenea; and Michael Swan.

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