#chad maybe it's time to head home for dinner

[moocha-muses]

“ . . . so, um, are you a nature spirit, too, Mr. O’Doyle? Or-”

“No.”

[satuguro]

ೃ PUT ON A SHOW !

porn star! ethan landry x roommate! reader

#SYNOPSIS— ethan really needs to stop thinking about you during his private sessions.

#CONTAINS— anal play, toys, voyeurism, sub! ethan, mommy kink, degradation/praise, dacryphilia, reader is mean, this is filthy i mean it, brief mention of porn star! chad

#AUTHORSNOTE— sorry not sorry x2, might make a part 2 with pornstar chad bc i want to lol

there were a few pros to having a roommate who was as hard working as you.

one, you were barely home. a worrying fact that honestly ethan really shouldn't be so bothered about. most roommates would probably prefer it that their roomie wasn't home, but the thing is, ethan liked you. maybe a little too much; your presence was comforting, you were interesting to talk to, and you were such a good listener that ethan could ramble for hours and not feel bad at all.

two, you had little time to relax, so when you did, you did it with him. laying on the couch and watching a new t.v show with him, making dinner when you came home before ethan did and laughing over the dinner table, playing animal crossing on your switch while he did the homework he procrastinated. ethan liked it when you could just relax, and he liked it even more that you preferred to do it with him, your dear puppy-eyed roommate who was always a little too eager to do things for you.

you were always so stressed, working a job you hated and practically giving your all to school and your profession that you barely had time for yourself. you always came home so exhausted, sometimes even pissed off, that ethan wanted to make it easy for you. he wanted to help you relax. (and sometimes, on the days you came home particularly angry, he imagined you taking that anger out on him instead.)

three, because you weren't home and because you were always so busy, ethan had a chance to keep his side job a little more.. under wraps.

originally, it had started out of curiosity. simple twitter porn videos of him jerking off in front of a camera, whining and moaning as he thrusted his cock into his hand for the internet to see. and only when ethan realized that people liked him and that he was only a little (a lot) turned on by random strangers calling him pretty boy and little slut did he start an onlyfans.

truthfully, even though ethan liked being called all those degrading words, he imagined every single one of them as you behind the screen. typing behind all the accounts, calling him degrading words and praising him for being your little slut and your pretty boy.

but you had already written him off as the innocent roommate. the boy next door type who looked at you with shining hazel eyes and was sometimes just a little too smart with his mouth. and ethan, too afraid of saying his occupation to you, too afraid of possibly making you uncomfortable in any way, kept it a secret.

after the nights where ethan recorded before you came home, fucking himself with a fleshlight and bouncing on a dildo, he could barely even look at you during breakfast. face burning red and hand far too stiff as ethan ate his cereal diligently, listening to you talk about your day plans, completely oblivious to the fact that ethan had used his toys, imagining it was your pussy he was pounding into and your strap on he was taking so well.

which was why he only mildly jumped when you knocked on his door right as he was posting one of his videos.

"ow," ethan hissed, knee colliding with the underside of his desk before he hurried changed the page to another. "come in!"

you peeked in, smile as charming as ever as you looked at your flustered roommate. "hey, they called me in for a little today so i'll probably be home pretty late," you said, opening the door a little wider. you leaned against the door frame, tilting your head a little as you crossed your arms over your chest. "whatcha working on?" you asked curiously, peering at ethan's tomato-red cheeks with an amused grin.

"oh!" ethan laughed nervously, unable to stop himself from subtly looking at the outfit you wore, "i'm working on.." he turned to his computer, eyes widening slightly as he stared at the youtube video he was watching earlier of how to play chess. "chess..?"

"huh." you clicked your tongue, peering into the screen. "okay. i gotta go— logan's gonna kill me if i show up late."

you failed to notice the way ethan's jaw clenched at the mention of your co-worker, a hint of jealousy in his eyes. "don't stay up for me, 'kay?" you said with one final smile, one he quickly returned.

"okay! drive safe, please," ethan said earnestly, making you nod as you shut the door.

"y'know i always do!"

ethan waited until he heard you leave before he returned back to his page. he had planned later on in the week to make a video with chad, but today he had to make a video.

"fuckin' asshole," you grumbled to yourself as you fumbled with your keys. the fact that they called you in just to say that they didn't need you that night only pissed you off a little bit. they didn't think to just text you instead of telling you to your face?

you turned your keys into the lock before slowly opening the door. it was relatively late now; you had left late and returned late. but you didn't want to disturb ethan.

door creaking softly as you shut it and locked it behind you, you didn't want to make your presence known to him as you kicked your shoes off gently. knowing ethan, he was probably fast asleep, playing video games, or talking to chad.

your sock-clad feet shuffled gently across the hard wood floor, a slow sigh leaving your lips until you heard a muffled sound from ethan's room.

you stopped in your tracks, head turning towards his door. was he still awake? a fond smile graced your face as you slowly walked closer, until stopping again when you heard another sound. a moan.

did he have someone over? you couldn't deny the slight hurt and jealousy that panged at your chest at that, your jaw clenching as you tried to push down your emotions.

good for him.

and you almost walked away then to leave ethan to his own devices, if you didn't hear that he whimpered out.

"fuck, this dildo's so big."

what the fuck did he just say?

you blinked, jaw almost dropping at the words coming out of your dear roomie's (not so) innocent mouth, the idea that ethan fucking landry, who sometimes forgot to clean up after himself because he got distracted by some other activity, was moaning like a pornstar.

swallowing thickly, you took a step closer.

and he forgot to shut his door. typical.

but your curiosity and desire was burning far too high for you to just walk away. for you to just turn away from your annoyingly handsome roommate who was letting out such salicious moans that you felt desire pooling at your stomach as you stepped closer and closer.

and when you pushed open ethan's door ever so slowly, you were so happy you gave into your temptations.

ethan looked delicious, ass hitting his headboard repeatedly as he fucked himself dumb on a dildo he had suction cupped to the wood. his eyes were shut tightly, imagining that it was you forcing his hips back to hit yours, making him sink further and further down onto your strap, making him whine as you stretched his ass just for you.

"mm, mm, mm, mm," ethan whimpered repeatedly with every push back of his hips, taking the dildo deeper into his ass with every push. hands gripping his comforter, ethan let out a filthy moan as he sank down fully on the cock, moan moving into a whine as he shifted a little on the dildo. "feels so.."

and when ethan finally opened his eyes, he saw you. shamelessly staring as you watched him fuck himself silly, jaw clenched and pupils dilated as you realized your roommate wasn't as innocent as you thought he was.

"don't stop," you said before ethan could say anything, voice coming out strained as you watched him look at you with wide, mildly horrified eyes.

"w—what?" ethan stared at you like a deer in headlights, hands gripping his comforter as he tried to process your words.

"did i stutter?" you said with a small tilt of your head, finding your voice as you stepped closer. "i said," you sat down right in front of him, eyes snapping to his phone, recording diligently, "don't. stop."

a wicked grin meets your lips as you stare down at him with hungry eyes, finally connecting the dots. “so this is what you do when i’m not home, huh?” grabbing his head of curls, you relish in the whine he lets out as you force him to look at you. “whoring yourself out for the entire internet to see. so don’t stop just because i’m watching.”

ethan bit down on his bottom lip, face red as he looked at you with doe eyes. “y/n,” he whined, eyes glassy and pupils dilated as he started at you. “you’re so mean,” he whimpered, cock twitching as you tilted your head in faux confusion, clicking your tongue.

“don’t you want me to be mean?” your tone changes a bit, melting into sincerity and genuine worry as you look down at ethan, making sure that it’s truly what he wants, that he’s wanted this as much as you have.

and when he nods, face flushing red, your eyes turn cold again.

“good boy.” and with that, you lean down to kiss him, making a delicious moan rip out of his throat as finally, your lips are on his. it’s a mess of tongue and desperation, your lips moving needily over hisas you bend him at an unnatural position. ethan was so compliant, becoming an easy puddle in your hands as he whined into your mouth as his hard cock rubbed against his comforter.

you pull away from him, hungry eyes staring at his pretty red parted lips and his flushed cheeks. “y/n— mommy—“ ethan babbles, already a mess as he stares at you with dilated pupils, eyes glassy with desperate tears.

"crying already?" you couldn't help but tease, caressing his face with one of your hands. ethan leaned into your soft touch, his heart pounding loud in his chest. but that moment of softness lasted briefly; with a sadistic smile on your face, you used your free hand to shove ethan by his shoulder, forcing him fully onto the plastic cock.

his mouth dropped open in a beautiful 'o' as he felt the 10 inch dildo fill him up again, his legs shaking as he struggled to keep himself up. poor baby was so needy, the fact that you fell so easily into the dominant role making him so hard that it hurt.

“if i knew you were such a slut, ethan,” you said, pulling him off of the dildo completely, leaving him empty and gaping, “i would’ve fucked you ages ago.”

ethan whimpered at that, unable to form any coherent sentence as you practically manhandled him to turn around, making it so that he was on his hands and knees with his ass towards you. pulling the dildo off of your headboard with a small pop, you hummed, forcing ethan’s ass back further.

he was so sinful, so compliant to your movements as you practically manhandled him into the position you wanted him in. “mommy, mommy please,” ethan babbled, anticipation making his body tingle as he wiggled his ass, trying to tempt you, “i’m so empty—“ he was cut off with a yelp as you slapped his ass hard, the pain making him whine for more.

all those days of him going off to the gym surely paid off. you couldn’t keep your eyes off of ethan’s ass as you slapped his other asscheek, making him whimper. “that’s for not telling me,” you growled, before slapping his other cheek, reveling in the whorish moan he let out. “that’s for slutting yourself out to anyone but me.” another slap, and another delicious moan.

spreading ethan open with one hand, revealing his gaping pink hole for you, you slapped his hole, hearing ethan sob at the stimulation. “and that’s because you fucking belong to me, got it?”

“yes— yes, mommy,” ethan cried out, tears already streaming down his pretty face as he struggled to keep himself together. he was so horny, so needy, so deep in his head space and you were only helping him. “y/n, i need you, please, i’m sorry, momma, i need you,” he whined out, his words slurring together as he sniffled.

you clicked your tongue, feigning boredom as you rubbed ethan’s rim teasingly, making him push his ass back further towards you. your other hand came to push his lower down, forcing him to arch his muscular back in such a lewd way. but ethan was basically putty in your hands, willing and compliant, and he arched his back so prettily for you.

“what do you need me to do, e?” you asked, tilting your head slightly as you sank two fingers into him. ethan took it so easily, his breathing coming out in a low moan as he felt himself filled up.

and maybe it was because he was a bit of a size queen, but ethan wanted more.

“need you t’fuck me, mommy,” ethan said obediently, sniffling as he looked back at you from his position. his pretty face was tear streaked, and his doe eyes were shiny with tears as he cried for you. “i’ve been so good, please,” he begged shamelessly, his lip quivering. ethan’s mind was focused solely on you, how pretty you were, how your touch felt, how your fingers felt inside of him.

he had wanted you for so long. and now he had you.

you pulled your fingers out of his pretty pink hole, spitting over it, making ethan whimper. but before he could even keep thinking about you, you grabbed his thick dildo and slapped its fat head teasingly against his hole, making wet plap plap sounds. “so loose, baby,” you murmured in wonder, sliding the expanse of the cock against his hole. and just like the slut he was, ethan reached two hands behind him and spread his ass apart, cheeks burning red and cock hard from the exposure.

a wicked grin crawled onto your face as ethan whined pathetically, his babbles of “please” and “mommy i’m sorry” fueling your sadistic desire to make him beg.

too bad you were impatient.

you slid the dildo completely inside of him, making ethan’s eyes roll back as he was filled up completely again. “oh fuck—“ ethan cried out as you began moving the dildo in and out of him at a brutal pace, making him moan out in pleasure, his hands still spreading his ass apart for you.

“you’re such a dirty slut,” you murmured, kissing down ethan’s arched back and making him keen. “i bet you’re always so desperate for pleasure, huh? always want to have a pussy to fuck or a dick to suck,” you teased, making ethan grip the comforter hard as he cried out.

“i’m— i’m a dirty slut,” ethan sobbed, his cock grinding against the sheets as you fucked him at such a brutal pace. he felt drool slipping from his mouth, his mouth making such salacious noises that he had no control over. you had practically broken him at this point, his mind solely focused on you and how full he felt as the thick dildo pumped in and out of his ass.

“yeah you are. you just love being a whore for everyone, huh?” you laughed cruelly, watching as ethan pushed his hips back to meet your movements.

“ah, ah, ah, ah!” ethan moaned repeatedly, tongue lolling out and back arching even more as he felt you hit his prostate over and over. he could’ve cum right then and there, but ethan took pride in being a good boy for you. “mommy— mommy, can i cum?” he asked frantically, feeling the dildo pump in and out of him faster. precum stained his sheets as ethan’s thick cock bobbed with every push into him.

“i don’t know if needy sluts deserve to cum,” you tsked, a smirk growing on your face when you heard ethan practically sob at your denial.

he buried his face into his pillows as you dragged the dildo out until only its fat tip was inside, until you shoved it all into him at once. the moan ethan let out echoed in the room, his tears staining his pillows as he begged for you. “please, please, please,” ethan whimpered out like a mantra, looking back at you with teary hazel eyes. “mommy, please—!”

“cum for mommy, ethan,” you murmured, kissing down ethan’s back once again.

“oh fuck— oh fuck, i’m cumming, i’m cumming—!” ethan whined out, his voice becoming breathy and high pitched as he came over his sheets, his eyes practically rolling to the back of his head at the power of his orgasm. you pumped the thick dildo in and out of him through his orgasm, murmuring praise as ethan’s body finally went limp.

you peppered kisses all along ethan’s back, ready to pull the dildo out of ethan before he stopped you, his hand grabbing your free hand. “keep it in,” he murmured, pupils blown wide as he looked at you with a red tear stained face.

“i wanna keep it inside while you ride my face.”

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maybe where Chad and reader are dating but she’s been hooking up with ethan and one day Chad comes home early and sees reader and Ethan hooking up and he starts yelling at reader and him and Ethan eventually end up fighting (verbally, physically or both) and Chad packs his shit and leaves but it just ends with some angst between Ethan and reader at the end with reader wanting to end all communication with Ethan but he refuses and maybe he confesses his love

Hi, this is so messy, I hope you like it lmao

Paper Hearts - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

This contains SMUT - Minors DNI

Summary: When you and Chad break up, you hook up with Ethan. You think the relationship is done, until Chad tries to convince you that you should give him another chance,

Contains: Angst - violence, yelling. Smut - Oral(f!recieving), p in v. Cheating reader. (Please let me know if I missed anything:)

A/N: This is possibly the messiest thing I've ever written. Eeeek.

Your relationship with Chad wasn’t the best. He used to be so affectionate and so sweet, until he asked you to move in with him and Ethan. That’s when all the fighting started, and it seemed like Chad was never home, always leaving you alone with Ethan.

You’d try to express your feelings to Chad, and wanted a better understanding of his because it got to the point where it didn’t even feel like he was your boyfriend anymore. You two would sleep in the same bed, but he always stayed on his side, never cuddling up to you like he did before. Once your very active sex life turned into it happening once every few weeks, and always ended in you faking your orgasms just to get it over with, you knew the relationship was over. It was just a waiting game for one of you to break up with the other, but you enjoyed all the time you got to spend with Ethan, so you knew you weren’t going to be the one to end things.

Then one night, it finally happened. Chad had just gotten home from his late class when you were in the kitchen making dinner with Ethan. He noticed your sweet laugh the second he walked through the door, the one that he hadn’t heard in months. He sighed loud enough to make his presence known, as you and Ethan turned to face him.

“Hey babe, can we talk?” You tensed up at Chad’s words, Ethan did too. You knew where the conversation was going to go, the defeated look on his face making it obvious.

“Yeah,” you sighed, before turning to Ethan. His sad eyes met yours as you pointed to the food on the stove. “This will be done in a few minutes. Don’t burn it.”

He laughed softly, nodding his head as he watched you walk away with Chad.

After a few minutes of silence in the apartment, Ethan heard Chad raise his voice at you. He jumped a little when he heard it, because he’s never heard him talk to you like that before. He was fuming as he took the food off the stove, remembering that you asked him not to burn it.

“You don’t even treat me like I’m your boyfriend anymore! You have no problem being close to Ethan though. What the fuck is up with that?” Chad’s loud voice was echoing off the walls in his room, as you started to get mad.

“Are you accusing me of something?” you questioned, cocking your eyebrow at him.

“Yeah, I am. I think you have a thing for my roommate,” he said, “Don’t even try to deny it.”

“Oh, so he actually speaks to me and spends time with me, something that YOU neglect to do, so I must be cheating, huh?” you snapped, “There’s nothing going on!”

“I know there’s nothing going on. Ethan would never do that to me, but you…I’m not so sure anymore. You’re always flirting, you have your stupid little inside jokes. You light up whenever you see him. What’s the point for us to keep doing this when your heart is somewhere else?” he asked, his face softening a little as he looked at you. “Maybe we should look into you moving out.”

“You’ve been unhappy in this relationship ever since I moved in. Maybe it is for the best,” you sighed, wiping a stray tear off your cheek. “My heart hasn’t been somewhere else, but if you really feel that way, we really do just need to break up.”

“Fine,” he said, “I’m going to the gym to blow off some steam. We’ll talk about you moving out when I get back.”

You sat on his bed for a few more minutes, giving him plenty of time to leave before you walked back out to the kitchen. Ethan noticed your somber expression when you walked up to him, so he pulled you into a hug to comfort you.

“Did you two break up?” he asked, as you nodded into his chest. “I’m going to miss making dinner with you every night.”

You laughed a little as you pulled away, “You know he accused me of wanting to be with you?”

Ethan’s cheeks started to turn red as he tried to laugh it off, “Wait, what?”

“Yeah, he said you’d never do that to him, but he thinks I would,” you rolled your eyes as you thought back to the conversation.

“I didn’t like the way he was yelling at you,” Ethan said, grabbing two plates out of the cabinet. “You deserve someone that’s going to treat you better than that.”

“I know I do. I wish Chad would’ve pulled his head out of his ass and realized that, but it’s too late now,” you sighed, adding some food to your plate.

“I think you’re amazing, and anyone would be lucky to have you,” he said, grabbing some food as well. “Do you think you’d ever give him another chance?”

You laughed at the question, as you sat down at the table. “I don’t think so. He isn’t affectionate with me, he doesn’t like to spend time with me, and I’m sick of faking orgasms.”

Ethan started to choke on his food at your confession, as your cheeks heated up from the TMI you just spilled.

“Sorry, it just slipped out,” you said, jumping up to grab him something to drink.

“No, it’s okay,” he said, his voice hoarse from the coughing as he took a sip of the water you’d handed him. “I can’t believe he doesn’t make you cum.”

There was this sexual tension building in the air as you stared at each other. You quickly looked down to your plate, moving your food around with your fork.

“Some guys don’t care about making sure the girl enjoys it, I guess.”

“Some guys do, though. Some guys get enjoyment out of making a girl cum over and over again,” he said, his eyes still not leaving you.

Sweet, shy, innocent Ethan was staring you down like you were his prey in that moment. You felt the throbbing sensation between your legs get stronger by the second, before he finally took his eyes off you. You thought he was attractive, but you’d never admit that because you were respectful of your relationship with Chad. Now that things were over, you were starting to realize how much you really did want Ethan, and Chad wasn’t so wrong after all.

“Maybe one day I’ll find a guy that’ll want to do that for me,” you nervously laughed, as he turned to look at you again.

“You have one right in front of you.” He smirked as he watched you get flustered, squirming in your seat. “Only if you want me to, though.”

The corner of your bottom lip went in between your teeth as you thought about it. Technically, you were single, so you could do whatever you wanted. But Chad and Ethan were so close, and if he found out, their friendship would be over. You also feared what Chad would do to Ethan, knowing that he can be a little hot-headed sometimes.

“What if Chad finds out?” you asked, as Ethan started to smile. He stood up from the table and walked over to you.

“He won’t.”

He took your hand and led you to his room, not wanting to waste any of the time you’d have together. Chad was going to be gone for at least another hour, and Ethan knew that was plenty of time to make you feel good.

He sat on his bed beside you, before leaning in to kiss you. You were so desperate for the affection you’d been craving for so long that it quickly escalated. He pushed you back onto the bed as he crawled on top of you, his tongue brushing against your bottom lip to deepen the kiss. You let him, gasping into his mouth as his tongue skillfully worked against yours.

After a few minutes, he pulled away to look at you.

“We don’t have a lot of time, let’s make the most of it.” He pulled his shirt over his head as you sat up to pull yours off. You reached around to unhook your bra, as Ethan took in all the newly exposed skin. “Fuck,” he said lowly, leaning down to take one of your nipples into his mouth. He pushed you back again, his hand going to massage the breast he wasn’t already giving attention to, before alternating to the other side.

He was sucking hard on your nipple as he pulled away, the soft popping sound making you squirm even more underneath him.

“I’m going to make you feel so good, baby,” he said, his lips starting to trail down your stomach. Your breathing got heavier the closer he got to where you needed him. “You’re sure this is okay?” he asked, stopping at the top of the jeans you were wearing.

“Mhm,” you said, smiling as he undid the button and slid them down your thighs.

Once they were off, he started to trail kisses up your leg, starting at your ankle. When he made it to your thigh, his teeth started to graze against your skin. You were a whimpering mess as he teased you.

“I thought we didn’t have a lot of time,” you said, as he started to laugh a little.

“You’re right,” he said, sliding your panties down your thighs and tossing them on the floor. “Relax, baby. I want you to enjoy this.”

The second his tongue glided across your clit, your hands went to his hair. You looked down to see him looking at you, taking in all the little things your face did as his tongue kept moving.

“Mmm, that feels so fucking good,” you whimpered, as he sucked your clit into his mouth.

He hummed around it, the sensation making your legs start to involuntarily shake. One of his fingers went to your entrance, sliding it in as his eyes stayed on yours.

“More,” you begged, as he slid in a second finger. He started to brush them against that special spot inside you, the feeling making you whine. “Fuck, just like that.”

He watched your bottom lip go in between your teeth as you attempted to suppress your sounds, but he wanted to hear you. His fingers started to press harder, the moans starting to fly out of your mouth straight to his aching cock. He slid his fingers out as you whined at the loss of contact, before he moved his mouth down, his tongue dipping inside your dripping core.

“You taste so fucking good,” he mumbled against you, as your hips started to move against his mouth.

As his tongue kept moving, he put two of his fingers against your clit, rubbing quick circles as your whines started to get louder.

“Fuck, you’re going to make me cum,” you whimpered, feeling that knot in your stomach getting tighter and tighter.

He pulled his mouth away and replaced it with his fingers, moving them fast against that spot inside of you as you fell apart in front of him.

“That’s it, baby. Cum on my fingers,” he groaned, feeling your walls tighten.

Once your body stopped shaking, he slid his fingers out and brought them to his mouth, sucking your release off them. You whimpered at the sight, as he smirked at you.

You were glowing from the orgasm, the first one you didn’t have to give yourself for the last several months. He started to lean down, wanting to make you cum again when you stopped him.

“Wait, Ethan…I need you to fuck me,” you said, as his dark eyes connected with yours. “Chad will be home soon.”

“Okay, baby,” he said, standing up to take his jeans off. Your gawked at his size the second his cock sprang free from the confines of his boxers. “Think you can take it?”

You nodded, before he walked to his nightstand and grabbed a condom out of the top drawer. He rolled it on before crawling back between your legs, leaning down to kiss you as he gently inched himself in.

You moaned against his mouth, the full feeling making your head spin.

“You’re so tight,” he mumbled against your lips. “This pussy is perfect. I can’t believe Chad didn’t take care of it.”

“That’s what I have you for, right?” you joked as he started to move inside you.

“I promise you you’ll never have to fake it again as long as you’re fucking me,” he said, gasping at how well you were taking him. “Wrap your legs around me, baby.”

You did as he said, the new angle making it easy for him to hit the spongy spot inside you. He stayed close to you, his chest almost pressing against yours as he kissed you.

“You gonna let me fuck you again after today?” he asked, his hips moving faster.

“Yes,” you whimpered, as one of your hands went down to rub circles on your clit. “It feels so fucking good.”

He started to pound into you, the sounds of his skin slapping against yours filling the room as he brought you closer to the edge.

“I think someone’s getting close,” he teased, noticing your whimpers getting higher. Your hips started to meet his as you chased your orgasm. “That’s it, baby. Use my cock to get off.”

His words sent you over the edge, your legs jolting around his waist as you cried out. His pace started to slow as he lazily fucked you through it, his own orgasm creeping up.

“I’m gonna cum,” he groaned, his breathing shaky as he leaned down to kiss you again. He released into the condom, taking a sharp breath as he stilled inside you. “Fuck, that was amazing.”

You nodded as he slid out, a goofy smile on your lips.

“I hate to rush you, but we need to get dressed,” he sighed, as he scooted off the side of the bed and took the condom off. He grabbed your hand and helped pull you off the bed, before grabbing your jeans and panties. He handed them to you as you stood naked in front of him. He was getting hard again as he thought about how good you felt, when his mind started to wander. “Can we really do this again?”

“What, you think you’re going to fuck me like that and I’m not going to come back for more?” you smiled, putting your panties back on. “We already know Chad’s schedule. We can sneak around without him finding out. I’ll just come over when he won’t be here.”

“I almost wish you didn’t have to move out. I’d love to do this with you every day.”

When Chad came home from the gym and saw you and Ethan sitting at the table finishing your food, you noticed the sad look on his face. He’d been doing a lot of thinking while he was working out, and he knew he wasn’t ready to just let you go. He sat down beside you as Ethan sat across from you. You kept exchanging glances with Ethan as Chad wrapped his arm around you.

“I’m sorry about earlier. Can we talk about it?” Chad asked, as Ethan started to get up from the table.

“I’ll let you two talk,” Ethan said, walking around the corner to the hallway that led to his room.

“What is there to talk about?” you asked, as Chad sighed.

“I just think we need to try to see if this can work. I’ll spend more time with you, I’ll treat you the way you deserve to be treated. I love you, and I don’t want this to end because I’m just being an idiot,” he said, as you noticed Ethan’s head poke around the corner. Chad was busy staring a whole into the table and didn’t notice his best friend, the curly haired boy mouthing a ‘Say yes’. You gave him a confused look as he smirked at you.

“I don’t know if I can, Chad,” you sighed, hearing the door of Ethan’s room shut faintly down the hall.

“Please, baby. I’m sorry about all the shit I said about you and Ethan. I know you wouldn’t do that,” he sighed, “I really want to make this right, and I don’t want you to move out.”

The wheels in your head started to turn as you thought about it. You’d still be able to spend time with Ethan whenever you wanted, which you wouldn’t be able to do if you moved out. You were feeling a little guilty as you weighed your options, but the way you were already craving Ethan again made your decision easy.

“We can try,” you said softly, a huge grin forming on Chad’s face.

“Really?” he asked, leaning in to kiss you.

“Yes,” you mumbled against his lips.

Chad was really trying to get back to a good spot with you. He started to spend a little more time at home, which Ethan wasn’t very happy about. You still found time to do the things you wanted to do with him, though, from quickies when Chad was asleep, to dropping to your knees and sucking Ethan’s cock when Chad was in class.

Your boyfriend was trying so hard, which made you really start to feel guilty for the things you’d been doing with Ethan. You started to leave whenever Chad did, not wanting the sexual temptation as you tried to sort your feelings out. You loved Chad, but the attraction you had to Ethan and the way he made you feel, and not just in the bedroom, was constantly running through your mind.

As you once again stood in the kitchen with Ethan, attempting to make dinner, you felt his hands wrap around your waist. His lips started to trail along your neck, the feeling making you lean into him.

“Chad won’t be home for a while,” you said, as he smirked against your neck.

“I was starting to think you didn’t want me to fuck you anymore,” he whispered, as he started to rub your pussy over your shorts. “Why have you been holding out on me?”

“Because it’ll kill Chad if he ever finds out,” you said, your breathing getting heavier as he touched you. “Don’t you feel bad? Even a little?”

“The only think I feel bad about is that you actually want to be with him, and that you still love him.”

He moved to press his hard cock against your ass as he trailed his hands under the material of your shorts, rubbing your clit over your panties.

Ethan was a little upset about how everything had been playing out. He hoped that when you agreed to give Chad another chance, he’d just keep fucking up and you’d still have all the alone time you wanted with each other. After he noticed Chad actually trying with you, and watching you get that little spark back in your relationship, he started to get really jealous. He’d always had feelings for you, even before you started dating Chad. He felt like he was stepping up to make you happy in a lot of the areas Chad was lacking in before the two of you ever hooked up, hoping that you’d someday realize he was the one you were meant to be with.

Once his fingers dipped inside your panties and ran over your soaked pussy, you reached across the stove to turn everything off.

“Let’s go to your room,” you said, whimpering as he rubbed circles over your clit.

“What if I want to fuck you right here?” he questioned, his fingers moving faster against you. A low moan slipped past your lips. “I’ll bend you over the table and fuck that perfect pussy.”

“Fuck, okay. We need to be quick, though,” you said, as he pulled his hand out of your shorts.

You slid your panties and shorts down your thighs as he ran to his room to grab a condom. He was unbuckling his belt as he walked back into the kitchen.

“Here, bend over just like this,” he said, angling your body the way he wanted it. You waited in anticipation as he slid his jeans and boxers halfway down his thighs and rolled the condom on.

He soon eased himself inside of you, his cock stretching your walls as you moaned at the feeling. He started to thrust, not knowing how much time he had until Chad would be walking through the door.

“Please, baby. I need you to go faster,” you whined, your chest pressed against the table as he began to pound into you. His hands were roaming your hips and ass as you just kept moaning, your sounds and the sharpness of the skin slapping bouncing off the walls.

You didn’t hear the front door being unlocked or opening over the noises you were making. As soon as Chad heard it, as soon as he heard you, he felt this deep rage building inside his chest as he turned the corner to walk in the kitchen.

“What the fuck is this?!” he yelled, as Ethan pulled out, a shocked expression on his face as he pulled his jeans back up. “You’ve been fucking my girlfriend?!”

“Chad, stop!” you yelled as he grabbed Ethan by the shirt and shoved him against the wall.

“You shut the fuck up!” he yelled back at you, and he stared Ethan down.

“Don’t talk to her like that!” Ethan yelled back at him, as you scrambled to put your panties back on.

“What, you’re too much of a little bitch to get your own girlfriend that you had to go after mine?” he asked, raising his fist as Ethan flinched.

You grabbed Chad’s arm before he was able to swing, which resulted to you accidentally getting pushed into the wall.

“Don’t fucking touch her!” Ethan yelled, before swinging on Chad.

Both boys were soon on the floor, throwing punches as you were begging for them to stop. You were a little surprised as you watched Ethan get in a few good hits, most of them catching Chad off guard. You thought at this point you’d be calling an ambulance for Ethan, but he felt like he had something to prove.

“Please stop! You two are best friends!” you cried, as Ethan pulled away from the fight, noticing the tears on your cheeks.

“Friends don’t fuck other friends’ girlfriends,” Chad said, wiping a little blood from his lip as he started to stand back up. “How the fuck could you do this to me?”

You wiped a few tears from your face before you started to speak, “It just happened, okay? That day you wanted to break up, Ethan was there for me. That’s when all this started.”

“You’ve been fucking him ever since?” he asked, as you nodded. Your eyes were wide as he looked over to Ethan. You were scared of what he was going to do to him as he started to step closer.

“I love you, Chad. Please don’t hurt him.”

Ethan’s heart shattered at your words, as Chad turned back around to face you.

“You know what, he isn’t worth it. You aren’t either,” he said, walking out of his room and down the hallway.

“Chad, wait,” you said following after him.

Ethan was behind you, but he stopped in the bathroom to look at his face. One of his eyes was already starting to bruise, and he had a cut on his cheek, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as he thought it would be. He stood and listened to the argument happening between you and Chad on the opposite side of the door.

“Please, just calm down,” you said, as Chad started to throw some clothes in a duffel bag.

“No. You two can have each other. I’m done,” he huffed, slamming the closet door.

You didn’t say anything else as he walked out, slamming the front door as he left. It shook the entire apartment as you dropped to your knees and started to sob.

“Hey,” Ethan said, walking into Chad’s room. He sat beside you on the floor and tried to pull you closer, but you moved away from him.

“This was all a huge mistake,” you cried, standing up. You started to grab some clothes, too. You weren’t sure what your plan was, but you knew you needed to get away from the situation.

“Is that all I am to you? A mistake?” Ethan questioned, as you finally looked at him. You noticed his eye and his cheek and started to feel even worse.

“I shouldn’t have been cheating on Chad. We shouldn’t have been hooking up,” you said, as he shook his head. “We can’t do this anymore.”

“Do you not realize that I’m the one that’s been there for you? I’m the one that’s actually been making you happy,” he snapped, as you started to get mad.

“Relationships aren’t supposed to be just sexual, Ethan! That’s all this has been!”

“Is it? What about before we started hooking up? All those late nights I stayed up studying with you while Chad was in bed. I’d help you with making dinner with you almost every night while he’d rather play games. Fuck, I even let you paint my nails and do face masks more than once, because I knew it made you happy,” he yelled, “And let’s not forget that I’m the one you’ve cried to on so many different occasions when he’d hurt your feelings, and make you feel like you weren’t good enough.”

You were bawling as you listened to him. You knew he was right, but you still felt so awful for hurting Chad.

“I’m in love with you, okay?” he sighed, running his hand through his hair. “I always have been. Please don’t write this off as nothing when I know you feel something between us, too.”

His confession made your heart swell as he started to get emotional, a few tears slipping out as he looked at you, waiting for you to say something.

“I do have feelings for you,” you sighed, as his face started to light up, “You need to give me a little time to get my head right before I even begin to have something serious with you. Things are already so messy, I don’t want wither of us to get hurt because we jump into something when I’m not ready emotionally.”

He nodded, completely understanding where you were coming from.

“I’ll wait as long as you need me to,” he said, as you walked over to hug him.

“Thank you,” you pulled away to kiss him, taking another look at his face. “Let’s get you some ice.”

[dizscreams]

Could do a tara carpenter x fem reader

Tara keeps unknowingly friend-zoning r. R can’t take it anymore

*she feels her heart breaking every time tara is flirting with chad despite it being playful and them not having feeling for each other. R is being petty toward them and it makes tara wonder why her “friend” is mad about.*

She decide to move on and go on a date with someone *she is tired of trying and failing at giving hints to tara that she likes her* tara notice her on date with a person and gets a weird feeling even though she doesn’t know why she feeling like this since she assume r has feeling for chad

Mindy helps/spells it out to her very oblivious friends that r loves her *which make tara have a “oh s**t” moment* and have Mindy be her wingwoman to get the girl

Idk why I feel like tara has a naive side to her and I just see her not noticing that r has been giving hints and she doesn’t get until Mindy just blurts it out and she just like “oh? Oh. OH!😳”

I wanna ruin our friendship PT. 1 — Tara Carpenter ★

part two here!

PAIRING: Tara Carpenter x Fem!reader

SUMMARY: Tara can’t get a hint fr, reader gets hurt and Tara gets hurt, this fic is long I’m so sorry. BUT ITS FLUFF DONT WORRY And I suggest looking at the request I’m too lazy to rewrite a really summary

A/N: i love this idea sm 🤭

You sat across from Tara while she sat next to Chad. They were flirting again like they always were and you glared at Mindy and Anika from where you sat for giving you the confidence to come tonight.

The whole group had planned a dinner at a nice restaurant, and Danny was paying. The reason you hadn’t wanted to go was because you’ve had this enormous crush on your best friend, Tara, for ages now, but she never seemed to reciprocate your feelings. Her and Chad were always flirting when you guys were hanging out.

You had tried flirting with Tara like your friends told you but Tara just brushed you off! She was always friend zoning you, maybe you should get the hint. They like each other, right? They’ve got to. But then why was Tara always flirting with you when you guys were alone? It didn’t make any sense but you pushed your thoughts away and messed with the food in front of you as you listened to Tara and Chad’s conversation.

“You’re pretty cute, you know that?”

“Yeah? You think so?”

“Mhm”

That mixed with the laugh Tara let out, you wanted to puke. It wasn’t fair. Sometimes you thought Tara liked you but when Chad was there it was a different story, you just didn’t understand it. But you knew it was making you upset. Flirty comment after flirty comment you felt the grip on your fork get stronger.

How could she not know you liked her? You tried “putting yourself out there” like Mindy said, you tried giving her hints but nothing worked.

“Hey y/n, you okay?”

Snapping you out of your thoughts was Tara’s voice and that’s when you felt her hand on yours, trying to soothe you. “Yeah, I’m perfect,” you said giving her a sarcastic smile to which she furrowed her eyebrows at.

“What’s wrong? You don’t normally act like this.”

You scoff and what you wanted to say was, “Yeah sorry I’m not in the best mood when I’m seeing my crush and my best friends brother flirt with each other right in front of me” but you didn’t of course.

So you settled with, “I’m just not hungry, I guess.”

She wasn’t satisfied with that answer though.

“Cmon let’s talk outside.”

Before you could come up with an excuse Tara had made it to your side of the table and grabbed your hand, pulling you outside.

The cool air hit your face and Tara wasted no time in interrogating you. “What’s gotten into you?” She asked sounding concerned. “Nothing has gotten into me, I’m just tired. It’s been a long day,” you lied, “Why don’t you just go back to Chad?”

Tara was even more confused now. Why was one of her best friends upset with her? “Did I do something?” she asked. You shook your head, “No, I’m just gonna go home.”

You walked away, leaving Tara puzzled and a little hurt. She didn’t understand but you didn’t blame her, you didn’t understand yourself either. why were you pushing her away? why wont you just tell her? why are you so frustrated? Your thoughts raced as you walked back to your shared dorm you had with Mindy and Anika that luckily wasn’t too far of a walk and immediately jump on your bed. You begin to cry into your pillow as you thought of Tara and all the times you’ve tried flirting with her.

You two have always been close so physical touch wasn’t uncommon. You’d always hold hands or when you would have a movie night she’d lay on your shoulder and you’d have your arms around her. In high school when you guys had sleepovers you used to cuddle. One time when the group was hanging out for the night you two were alone and you almost kissed her, but Chad walked in.

You always compliment her, calling her cute or gorgeous. Pet names weren’t uncommon either, sometimes she’d greet you like, “y/n my love, you made it!”

The tears kept coming but you sat up and hugged your pillow and weakly attempted to wipe them away. Maybe it was time to move on, she was clearly interested in Chad more than you. It would hurt trying to move on, you feel like you’ve liked her forever, maybe you even loved her. But if the feelings weren’t reciprocated there was no point in trying anymore.

You looked at your phone and answered some texts from Anika before falling asleep.

It’s been a few days since the dinner and you’ve been avoiding Tara. You honestly didn’t really notice until Mindy told you Tara was worried about you. However, you didn’t want to worry about her right now since you were getting ready for a date. You picked a simple outfit, a cute black shirt with some lace on it and jeans that fit you good. This was going to get your mind off of everything.

You had met your date at a cute little restaurant and you were enjoying yourself. The person was kind and funny but you felt off at the same time. They were sweet sure but there was something missing. You knew you wanted Tara to be the one you were one a date with, but you couldn’t help how things turned out. This was supposed to be good for you, so you pushed your true feelings down.

Tara was out with Quinn walking down the streets of New York. Tara always preferred the city when it was dark, the lights were much prettier. “Hey can we go in here real quick? I just wanna grab a coffee then we can head home,” Quinn said pointing to a cutely lit restaurant with roses out front. Tara nodded, “Sure, I’ll get one too.”

They went inside and took in their surroundings, it was quite a pretty place. Tara figured it was new since she hadn’t seen it before. Tara told Quinn her order and headed to a little bar by a window while Quinn went in line. Tara looked at all the couples passing by the window and she started fantasizing about being in a cutesy romantic relationship like that.

She was about to put her headphones on until she heard something, or someone. She heard you, she heard your laugh and she quickly turned around only to have her heart slightly break at the sight. She saw you with someone else, on a date clearly. They were attractive and you looked happy. You looked beautiful too, you always did. She wasn’t sure why it bothered her so much but it did. It hurt, but she couldn’t bring herself to look away.

Quinn managed to get Tara out of her gaze by tapping her on the shoulder, “Tara, you there?”

She quipped her head to the red head, “Huh? Yeah, I’m fine,” she gave a sad smile and Quinn tilted her head unconvinced. “What were you looking at?” Quinn asks, concerned for her friend. “Uh, Y/n’s here. It just caught me off guard you know? Lets go,” Tara jumped out of her seat and walked out the door and Quinn quickly followed her but not before getting a good look at you and your date.

When they got to their apartment Mindy, Anika, Ethan, and Chad were already there along with Sam and Danny. Tara had given them a small wave when she walked in but immediately went to her room and shut the door. “What’s up with her?” Sam was the first to ask. Quinn sighed, “She saw y/n on a date at a cafe we went to. She’s pretty upset about it and I’m not sure why. I thought she liked Chad,” she said shrugging.

Chad had a confused expression and muttered a ‘What? Me?’ And Mindy rolled her eyes, “She doesn’t like Chad! God, nobody around here can catch a hint, I’ll talk to her,” she said and got up from her seat with Anika, while Anika let out a small snicker.

Mindy softly knocked on the door, “T? You in there?” She heard nothing but a muffled ‘Yeah!’ on the other side of the door allowing her to open it. “Quinn told me,” Mindy said sitting down on the mattress while Tara sat up groaning, “I don’t get it. I kinda thought she liked Chad-“

“Chad!” Mindy yelled at the girl, “What do you mean Chad?! What is it with everyone and Chad today?!”

“Well, at dinner the other night she was upset and she said something about me going back to Chad or something,” Tara mumbled.

Now it was Mindy’s turn to groan, “Tara, oh my god! She likes you, you big idiot! She’s like in love with you and she’s been sending all these signals and she’s been calling me nonstop about how you don’t get any of them! You’re always flirting with Chad!” Mindy rambled and Tara’s jaw was on the floor. You liked her? No, you loved her?! Since when? She’s liked you for so long and you thought she liked Chad? She can’t blame you cause she thought you liked Chad.

Tara looked at Mindy wide eyed and processed everything that was just said to her. “Wait y/n thought I liked Chad? I flirt with him as a joke.”

Mindy sighed, “Well tell y/n that. Do you like her back?”

“Of course I do!”

“Then tell her!” Mindy said standing and Tara shot up from her seat on the bed and grabbed her phone. She shooed Mindy out of her room and called you and prayed you’d answer. Lucky for her, you did, cause you missed her more then she knew. “Hello? Y/n? I’m coming to your dorm right now can you meet me there, it’s important.”

IM SORRY IT FEELS SO MEAN NOT ADDING THE CONFESSION BUT THIS SEEMED SO LONG I DIDNT THINK ANYONE WOULD WANT TO READ THAT MUCH 😭😭😭

[jpnriikicore]

i love your ethan landry spiderman fics sm!!! 🤍 can i please request one were yn (tony stark! daughter) feels a bit left out by her father?

we all know tony stark is rich rich, so maybe instead of being there he gives her money or stuff like that. or maybe he's just too busy being iron man to actually be there for his daughter. anyways, ethan finds yn feeling down and comforts her :) maybe a mwah too...

i hope I'm not bothering you, thanks anyway!! have a good day

title: his lips are like a drug

word count: 355

paring: spider-man!ethanlandry x tonystarks!daughter!reader

author’s note: hii ! thank you for requesting ! hope you enjoy and have a good day / night ! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

you’re familiar with your dads absence and the solitude of being alone in the big mansion the your residence at. your dad wasn’t the most present in your life, and even though he's there, he was never really truly there. he would be working and as selfish as it sounds you wished at times he would stop being iron man and be tony stark, your dad.

you received another package from the door step. opening the cardboard box revealing an tiny gold and white box with an expensive necklace placed neatly on the plush velvet. you had mentioned this necklace during a dinner before he left three months ago. at least he remembered. a note attached to the box caught your eye saying something about an excuse on why he couldn’t come back home yet. that whatever he was doing with the avengers is taking longer than expected and won’t be back home until a few more weeks.

you decided to go visit a specific boy, ethan landry or better known as spider-man. he seemed to help you forget about all your problems and fills the void that your father left. that’s how you found yourself at his and chad’s shared apartment bathroom right now trying to keep yourself distracted.

your lean heavily against the bathroom sink, breathing heavily. your one second away from having a breakdown.

your eyes are watery and red since you been crying. your heaving for breath as if you’ve just been chased. the tip of your nose is red and your eyelashes are clumping together.

"what happened, y/n?" ethan asked, now holding you in his embrace of his apartment’s bathroom floor. the material of his spider-man suit rubbing against the bare skin of your hip.

"my dad." you sniffled, wiping your nose with the back of your hand. your eyes start to water again. he pulls your head to lean on his chest.

"let it out," he said, stroking your hair letting you crumble in his arms. you hold onto him as if his your lifeline. "everything will be fine." he promised, as you bunch up the fabric of his spider-man suit bringing him down to meet your lips.

his lips are like a drug that made you forget about everything in the world.

© JPNRIIKICORE, 2023

[murdrdocs]

can you please do an ethan fic/smut where the reader and ethan are having dinner w the squad and theres “under the table” business🙏 ty ily

ily 2 !

With your legs spread open just enough, and Ethan's fingers between them, pumping in and out of your cunt, you just can't help but think that there is no way that the others don't notice.

Sure, there are situational factors to blame their possible ignorance on: the dimmed ambiance of the restaurant, the way each and every person at the table was at least a little bit intoxicated, the way excited conversation was bouncing around the table, or the food that no one could stop funneling into their mouths.

Plus, there was no reason for you to believe that anyone had noticed. You hadn't been speaking much, ready to blame it on the alcohol if someone questioned you, and Ethan hadn't been acting out of the normal at all. The way you clung to his arm was normal too, as was the hand he had between your thighs. Except, usually, his fingers weren't in your cunt. They just rested in dangerous territory.

The conversation goes back to bouncing between the Core Four (Chad's drunk words) and Ethan takes the time to turn his head. He presses a kiss into your hairline before moving his lips to ghost the shell of your ear.

"How're you doing over there? You good?"

You nod, your hand reaching for Ethan's free wrist, the one that sits on the top of your leg. "Yeah. 'M good."

"Want me to stop? Wait till we get home?" That sounds like the worst possible scenario.

"No. Please don't stop."

A kiss to the side of your head. "Since you said 'please'..." Ethan's fingers speed up enough to have you pushing your lips together to keep silent.

You need a distraction, you can't keep staring at the floor beneath you. Instead, you stare at your phone, the letters on the screen blurring as your eyes unfocus. You can't cum at the table. It seems impossible. You need to be able to completely let loose.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom," you loudly announce before you can think about it, pushing your chair out from the table and therefore pushing Ethan's fingers out of you too. You stand, grabbing your purse but keeping your jacket there, and look down at Ethan. "Will you come with me?" He nods and stands.

The others each say little phrases of understanding. Until Chad takes it a step further.

"Hey! Clean up after yourselves." You freeze, scared that you've been caught.

Disgusted noises come from everyone else at the table.

"Oh come on, Chad. You know those two would never do something like that. I can't see them doing more than holding hands." Sam is easily your savior tonight.

Tara speaks next, her words slightly slurred. "Exactly. Much less having public sex."

Maybe they were more oblivious than you thought.

[roadkillremi]

Older randy is killing me right now, can you do something where reader and randy are at a gathering (with like Chad and mindy) and reader teases and touches him all night?

I completely understand

I am a whore for Dilf Randy!

Impatient

Uncle! Randy X F! Reader

(^the line in the gif above has nothing to do with the plot of the fic)

MasterList

Summary : The ask above. Randy is 39 and Chad and Mindy are 15.

Warnings : Language, Minors DNI, Smut, masturbating, Car sex, p in V, degrading, cream pie.

You were quite a touchy person, you always had your hand on him. You were also used to being alone with him at home. So it got exhausting when you couldn't have him to yourself for about a week.

Randy and you went to Woodsboro for Thanksgiving. You'd all watch movies and play board games together. Go out to town and shopping together. Which you loved spending time with your family. You just wanted to have Randy to yourself.

Randy was in the kitchen trying to make himself a grilled cheese. You tiptoed in and hugged him from behind. You sighed relief into his back, you leaned into him.

"Tired?" He gently asked. You shook your head no, "I just miss... us time.". Randy glanced over with a slight smirk, "Uh-huh. Well we're going home in two days.". You lightly stomped your foot in protest. Randy turned himself towards you and raised an eyebrow. You looked up at him, "Maybe we can get a hotel room...".

"You are just like a child." He chuckled. He went back to his sandwich, you crossed your arms. You stood beside him leaning over to see his face.

"You're telling me you haven't wanted alone time at all?" You whispered. He smiled, "Of course I do...". You grab the belt of his pants pulling him closer, "Then one night... one hour..". He sighed, "I'll think about it...".

You smiled kissing him, he leaned towards you before going back to his cooking. You smiled playfully smacking his ass before walking away.

You sat on the couch waiting for Randy to bring you food. You watched The Attack Of Mars as you waited. Mindy watched the film making snarky remarks. Randy soon walked out balancing three plates in his hands. He placed them on the coffee table before plopping on the couch beside you. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders leaning into your side. You cuddled into his side taking a bite of your sandwich.

Mindy got up, "Imma go to the bathroom.".

"Alright." Randy bit into his sandwich. You immediately put your plate down and pulled him into a kiss. The crumbs on his lips crashed into yours.

"Really?" He smirked. You smiled, "I just wanted to kiss you.". Randy leaned back into his seat, "Just a kiss?". You slid your hand on his thigh, his part slightly.

"Please, Randy..." you mumbled. He took a Shakey breath watching your hand slide up. He gave you a small smile, "maybe.". You whined softly grabbing his hand leading to your inner thigh.

Slam

You pushed Randy's hand away as Mindy walked out. You resumed the movie leaning into Randy. He had a goofy smile as he looked down at you. You glared up at him, "Is everything okay?" Mindy interrupted.

"Yeah your aunt's just grumpy." Randy smiled at Mindy. You glanced over, "I'm just tired.". She nodded going back to the movie.

Moments later Martha came in with Chad.

"We're back from grocery shopping!" She announced. You got up to help her with the bags. She handed you some, "I'm going to make lamb for dinner. It'll take about two hours though." Martha explained.

"That's fine. I just made grilled cheese so." Randy leaned against the wall into the kitchen.

"I'm gonna go take a nap." You glanced at Randy.

"Alright." Martha smiled at you. You walked to the room climbing into bed. You laid down hugging the pillow.

Maybe Randy would come in. You bit your lip at the thought of him. Your hand traveled into your pants. You sighed trying to imagine it being his hand.

His hand gently separates the lips while dragging his finger through. His fingers pinching your clit then rubbing it. His wide fingers curving on your pulsing walls. You wanted to squeeze around his fingers keeping them there. You moaned softly clenching, you moved your hips slightly.

"Oh my god.." Randy muttered. You quickly sat up, "I..".

"You were touching yourself." He started down at you. You studied his body, "Yeah..".

"To think I was gonna fuck your brains out." He smirked.

"What?" You scooted off the bed. He waved his hand, "You got your fun apparently.".

"No. Wait." You grabbed his wrist. He looked down at you, "You should have just been patient.". You pouted a bit, "Don't leave.".

"I wasn't planning on it.." he sat on the bed. You sat by him eagerly, "I'm not fucking you." He laughed.

"Why not?" You gently cupped his bulge. He gasped, "Don't act like you haven't been getting hard for me.". He breathed heavily, "You're such a tease. That's why I'm not fucking you.". You sighed and laid down, "But I want you.".

"If only you waited for me.".

"Just finger me! Or I'll blow you... or I can ride your thigh" you begged. He chuckled, "As tempting as that is. Nope.".

"You're an ass." You mumbled.

"I know." He smirked. He got up and went to the door, "Oh and wash your hands before you come out here." He joked. You rolled your eyes and sat up.

During dinner Randy didn't say much. Which was surprising, he ate his food not even looking at you. You gently placed your hand on his thigh. He gave you a soft smile as a response. Once dinner was over Randy grabbed the car keys.

"We'll be right back." He grabbed your hand leading you outside to the car. You seemed confused as you followed him.

"What are you doing?" You questioned. He unlocked the car and opened the door to the back seat. You looked at him, "Get in.." he smirked. You nodded scooting in, he got in behind you closing the door and locking it. He pinned you down to the car seats.

"I couldn't take it anymore..." he groaned. He quickly unbuckled his jeans, your eyes widen reaching down to your pants to shove them off. He opened your legs pushing them down.

"Fucking touching yourself like that." He mumbled. He entered and quickly slammed into you. You gasped throwing your head back.

"You're so.. needy.." he groaned. You nodded moaning softly as he continued. He leaned down close to you, "So fucking hot... I couldn't keep saying no to you.". You bit your lip looking up at him.

"is that it? Just needed my cock to shut you up?" He teased. You nodded clenching your walls around him. His lips twitched upwards as he continued. One of his hands lifted your shirt up exposing your chest.

"And not wearing a bra to dinner? Such a whore.." he smiled. You whimpered in response, he grabbed your waist helping you sit up. You lazily leaned against his body, "Is this what you wanted?".

"Yes.." you groaned. He grabbed the side of your neck to force you to look up at him. You fluttered your eyes open lazily moaned. He grinned continuing to abuse your core.

"Thank you..." you muttered. He smiled, "Shh. Don't thank me.". You whined leaning against him, his fingers dug into your hips. He grunted, "Imma fill you up.". You whimpered, "mhm..".

"You want that?" He smirked looking down at you. You nodded nuzzling your face against his neck. He lifted your hips up and shoved them down. You yelped in pleasure as he pulled you down. You lazily moved your hips in circles along with him. He groaned softly, "I'm... I'm so close.".

You looked up at him with a lopsided grin. He breathed roughly as he lifted you up and down. Once he came he squeezed your hips with a soft grunt. You leaned against his chest whimpering.

"We should go inside before they come looking for us." He whispered. You shook your head, "I don't want to go. I just want to stay with you..".

"I know..." he laid you down and pulled out. He lifted your legs up to see his release in your folds. He smiled pushing it in with his fingers. You whimpered trying to close your legs around him. He forced your legs back open,he slowly took his fingers out. He shoved them in your mouth for you to taste. You sucked off his fingers tasting his come.

"Ata Girl.. " he smiled. He pulled his pants up and helped you sit up. He slid your pants back on you and fixed your hair.

"Mm, look at you. About to walk in full of my come." He smiled.

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Cravings (1)

Pairing: Vampire! Byun Baekhyun x Reader

Warning: Violence, Language, etc

Word Count: 5.8k

A/N: This is a revised and edited version of the Cravings series with Hongjoong. I hope you enjoy!

"Babe, hey babe." Your boyfriend, Chad, calls out to you, as you're sitting at the kitchen table, looking over bills again and again, running the numbers, hoping to god that you'll come up with a different number the next time. A number that doesn't make you want to rip your hair out and claw the face of your useless boyfriend.

“Hey, woman.” He yells a little louder, as your head is in your hands, squeezing your eyes shut trying to think of a payment you can skip this month because at this rate, you don't know how the fuck you're going to try to pay everything.

You worked too damn hard all day, to have barely anything to show for it.

Ever since Chad had moved in a few months ago, without an invitation, you were stressed. It wasn't like you weren't stressed before, but it was easier to control your finances then. But now, the price of everything has gone up and now your bills have doubled since he decided to stay. He also has not contributed anything financially towards the household, and it's not like you haven't asked him too. You spent months since he's been living with you, begging and pleading for him to help you pay for something, anything. And he always told you,

“On my next check, babe.” but that never came, and you went back to begging.

You paid for rent, utilities, groceries and you even paid when the two of you went out for dinner.

Chad worked full time, but where his money was going, you had no fucking idea. He was constantly going out with his 'boys', often coming home absolutely obliterated, and expecting you fuck him as soon as he got in the door. He told you that it was your duty as his girlfriend. It was almost as though he was offended you weren't attracted to his lack of contributing, while also acting like a man child.

Not to mention the countless hours he spent on your gaming console. When he got home from work, he went straight for it, and spent his time yelling and talking to his friends, while leaving you no time to play any games that you like. Well, that is, unless you wanted to wake up a few hours before you had to work to get on it, but by the time you got home from work, cleaned up the messes he made throughout the day when he got off early, or just called in sick to work, made yourself dinner, showered and got into your PJ'S, you were too damn tired to do anything. You knew you had to wake up the next day and do it all over again, so by the time you actually went to bed, you were already exhausted for the next day.

A part of you started to wonder why you were even in this relationship with him. Maybe you were scared to be alone, you weren't sure. But you felt like you were stuck with him, because for some reason, you thought you loved the guy.

"What do you want, Chad?" You sigh, walking into the living room where he's sprawled out on the couch, headset on and his match paused. "I'm trying to figure out bills, the stuff that I have to pay to keep a roof over our heads, power to play your fucking games, food in the fridge. You know, the shit you said you'd help pay for and I haven't seen a dime?”

"Yeah, that's great babe, good job.” He says, unpausing his game, glancing between you and the screen. “Can you go to the corner store and get those Takis, you know the ones I like? The not so spicy ones though babe, cause remember I have acid reflux, and a diet coke." He says, giving you a half smile, before calling his friend a jackass.

You swore you could feel the rage building up inside of you even more, and it was coming up quick. You could barely hold it in anymore. How uncaring could one person be?

"Are you going to pay for said snacks?" You ask, trying to keep your voice calm, emphasizing on the word pay.

"What?" He cackles. "Babe, no, come on. I'm broke. I don't get paid again for two weeks. You know this."

"You just got paid the other day." You say through gritted teeth. "Where the hell did all your money go?" You ask, your hands balled into fists, your voice becoming increasingly louder.

"You know babe, I had the fantasy football league entry, plus I owed Kyle money for the keg bomber last weekend, and I took the boys out for supper yesterday. Shit adds up." He says, never looking at you, only focusing on the game. You could hear it in his voice, he was beginning to get mad at you. At you!

"That sounds like a fucking you problem! Why is it always on me to pay for everything? It's not my problem because you're not financially stable, Chad. Grow up, you're fucking 35 for christ sakes!" You scream.

You can't even look at him right now. You turn around, stomping to the kitchen. You grab your purse and slip on your shoes before heading back into the living room. Before you're in his view you hear him talking to his friends through the headset.

"Yeah.” he chuckles. She went and got her shoes on and grabbed her purse." He continues. "She's definitely going to get my stuff."

"You know what Chad?” You say, mocking his name. “I'm definitely not going to get your snacks, you can get your own fucking snacks, Chaaad. I'm going out, with my goddamn money. So you can pack your shit and get out." You spit, heading for the door so you can storm out of the house. “Fuck you.” you finish, giving him the middle finger and slamming the door behind you.

You wandered down the street, a light rain falling down from the sky. You always loved the smell of rain, and the look of it. Everything was so beautiful at night, especially in the rain. You took a random turn, wanting to get lost in the city, like you had been for the last thirty five minutes. continuing to walk, you finally found the place you were looking for, but also weren't. You didn't have a specific place in mind that you'd wanted to go to, but when you saw this one you wanted, no needed to go inside.

Pushing open the door, the lights so dim that the place is almost dark. Had it not been for the red lights hanging above the tables, or the string of red lights that wrapped around the ceiling, you wouldn't have been able to see anything. Your eyes dart around the room as you walk further in, taking in the people and the room. A soft beat vibrates through the building, the smooth melody flows through your ears. Your stomach twisted as you made your way to the bar, you felt as though all eyes were on you. It felt dark and eerie, but you welcomed it, you preferred it instead of being around Chad's shitty mentality.

You slid onto one of the empty bar stools and set your purse in your lap, opening it up. You were digging through your purse when you heard someone clearing their throat in front of you. It startled you, you looked up to see quite possibly the most beautiful man you have ever seen in your entire life.

"What can I get for you?" He asks, his voice is deep, yet so smooth and calming.

It takes you a moment to answer. "Um, double vodka and cran please.” You say, clearing your throat. “And for the love of god, please keep them coming." You beg.

The slightest smile appears on his lips, as he makes your drink, and it disappears even quicker as he finishes it up.

"Bad day?" He asks, sliding your drink towards you. He smartly begins making you another, as you chug your first down in 2 large gulps. You slide the glass back towards him and laugh.

"More like a bad relationship." You groan. He nods his head as he slides your second drink towards you.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asks, leaning on the bar with his chin resting on his hands.

“Bartenders are great listeners.” He says, as he waits for you to speak. You gaze into his eyes, they are mesmerizing, they make you feel safe and secure, and like you could tell him anything. You felt like you'd known him for longer than the few minutes you'd been there.

"What's your name?" You ask, you're unable to tear your eyes away from his.

"Baekhyun." He replies. "And yours?" He asks.

"Y/N." You whisper.

"Alright Y/N, what's so bad about this relationship of yours?" He asks, sliding your third drink towards you before taking the empty cup of your second.

"My boyfriend.” You begin. “If he is even my boyfriend anymore, I may have told him to get out as I stormed out tonight.” You giggle, taking a sip of your drink. “We've been together for just over a year, and well.. he's something else, and not the good something else like people usually say. He moved in with me, without even asking if I wanted to, and I just kind of accepted it.” You sigh. “He doesn't pay anything, no bills, rent, groceries, nothing. It's all on me, even though he does work full time. He forgot my birthday, went out and got absolutely plastered with his 'boys'. He's always out with them. Oh! On Valentine's Day, he took me out for dinner, and can you guess who was there?" You ask, giving Baekhyun a smile. “I bet you can't guess.”

"His boys?" He asks.

"You sir, are correct!” You yell. “ I was ignored the entire evening.” You begin to explain. “Oh wait, except when we got there and he asked if I even did anything to my hair.” You say, trying not to laugh but you fail. “and then he and his boys left, I ended up paying the bill, for everyone! And, the kicker, I had to uber home because he had driven us there. Not to mention the fact that he assumes I'm just there for his pleasure, he just expects me to be spread eagle for him whenever he decides to show up." You finish, chugging your drink as you try not to gag on the strong taste of vodka.

"Why are you with him then?” Baekhyun asks you. “He doesn't sound like he contributes to the relationship at all, or makes you happy, so why do you stay?" He wonders. It's not the first time you have been asked that.

'Honestly, I'm not entirely sure." You answer as he slides another drink in front of you.

"Now that's a bullshit excuse." He replies. "There's a reason that you don't want to admit."

"Do you ever smile?" You ask him, changing the topic. “Like a full cheese smile?”

"No." He deadpans. "Now, why won't you leave him?"

"Because it's safe, I guess? I don't know. It's been like a year, and I've sort of just gone through the motions of the year.” You shrug, sipping more of your drink. You're feeling it now and you're going to get a lot more open. “I just dont think I can do any better than him."

"Y/N, you have no idea how much better you could do." He says.

“I've seen the dating pool out there, Baekhyun. Last I checked, good ol’ Chad is my best option.” You laugh.

He doesn't. He continues to stare at you until your smile fades from your face, your eyes still connected with his. You feel like you can't breathe, all this electricity is flowing through your body.

**

From the second Baekhyun had a whiff of the scent that was coming into his bar, he knew that it was the scent of the one. His mate. He intensely watched the door, his jaw clenching as he waited for you to walk through the door.

As soon as he saw you, it was almost as though his heart could have started beating once again. The ice cold blood that ran through his veins could have turned warm just at the sight of you.

You were beautiful, a vision.

He had always been told that when he found his mate he would know. He was never sure if it was true or if it was an old tale but having been alive for over a century, he had thought it was false, he had never felt this with any other woman he had been with or around. And now he knew why, because all his life he had been waiting for you. You were the person that he would do anything for, the person that he would be anything for. He would fight until the death, walk to the ends of the earth for you.

And he didn't know what to do.

You had finally walked into his life, and for once he felt an ounce of hope, that maybe he wasn't meant to live for eternity alone. That was, until, you had mentioned that filthy, worthless human you called a boyfriend. How could you stay with someone who treated you like absolute garbage? Didn't you know how special you were?

Baekhyun’s body filled with rage when he heard you had thought that nobody better was out there, that no one could love you the way you were meant to be loved.

You were dead fucking wrong.

Your one, he was standing right in front of you, and though you had just met him, he loved you fiercely, with everything he had. And would do anything to protect you.

Anything.

**

"I appreciate your advice.” You sigh, finishing your drink. You look at your watch, surprisingly it reads 12:45am. ”It's getting late and I have to work tomorrow." You groan. "How much do I owe you?" You ask, grabbing your card from your wallet.

"It's on me." He tells you, grabbing your empty glass.

“No, no.” You semi slur. “I drank, like a lot. Let me pay or tip your fine ass.” You giggle. Drunk you didn't give a fuck.

Baekhyun looks at you, a smile almost crossing his lips. “Next time, drinks are on you.” He says.

"Well thank you." You smile. "It was nice meeting you." You tell him as you slide off the stool, one foot buckling under your weight. “whoops.” You begin to laugh as you stand up, the entire bar is spinning around you.

"You okay?" He asks, watching you stumble away.

“I'm good. I'm good.” You slur, making it outside. The cool air sobered you up a little bit, well enough for you to hail a cab to get a ride back home.

That night when you got home, you couldn't get Baekhyun off your mind, a smile spread across your face as you walked through your front door, and headed into the living room, then it instantly dropped. Chad had not moved from the spot you had previously left him in, hours ago.

"Oh, babe." He says, sucking the Taki dust from his fingers. "Kyle brought me some snacks, since you threw a huge temper tantrum about my snacks, you can just venmo or cash app him, k?" He says, going back to playing his game.

You didn't have the energy tonight to ask him why he was still here. You just wanted to go to bed. You changed into your PJ’s, brushed the smell of liquor from your mouth and flopped into your bed.

That night you dreamt of one man, who was not your man.

**

The next morning you woke up early and severely hungover. You quickly called your boss, explaining that you must have caught the flu in the night and that you would not be in. Luckily you had a few paid sick days left to use up so you wouldn't be missing out on any money.

As you crawled out of bed, you noticed that Chad's side was still made and cold to the touch, like no one had slept in there all night. You weren't mad about it but you knew that it meant he gamed all night and wouldn't be going to work today. You groaned loudly in frustration thinking of having to spend the day with the guy who wouldn't let you break up with him.

“Morning babe, can you grab me a coffee?” he asks, in his same spot, same clothes, same spots of Taki dust on his shirt that you left him in last night.

“Don't call me that. I believe I told you to get out last night.” You groan, shuffling towards the coffee pot that hadn't even been turned on. “Theres no fucking coffee even made!” You yell.

“Oh yeah, babe, can you make some coffee?” He asks.

Your rage boiled over. You felt like shit and you didn't want to deal with his shit. You stomped, loudly into the living room, barged right in front of his game and ripped the power cord out of the wall, dropping it to the ground.

“BABE!” Chad yells, standing up quickly. “What the hell!?”

“I don't know why you can't get it through your thick skull.” You yell. “Let me dumb it down for you and go slow.” You smile. “Get. The. Fuck. Out. Of. My. Apartment.”

“Why are you being like this? You know I don't have anywhere to go.” He whimpers.

“Not my issue. Pack your clothes and go.” You say. You were so done. You really did deserve better.

“Can I atleast take the gaming console?” He asks, trying to give you puppy dog eyes.

“My console? Absolutely not. You leave what you came with. A garbage bag of clothes.” You walk to the kitchen, opening the cupboard under the sink. You grab a bag and walk it back to Chad and hand it to him. You watch him stuff his few pairs of shorts and pants, shirts and underwear into the bag, grabbing his phone and shoes before asking him for your key. He reluctantly gives it back to you, looking back at you with sad eyes while he takes tiny steps out the door. It takes all you have not to shove him, but you don't and once he's out you close the door and lock it.

You finally felt free.

You crawled back into bed, feeling like a weight had been lifted from your shoulders and fell asleep peacefully, dreaming of Baekhyun once again.

You woke up later that afternoon, still feeling nauseous but better than before. You felt like you couldn't deal with that, or anything. Thankfully it was the weekend and you could take this time to decide what you wanted to do. Which was absolutely nothing.

You didn't see or speak to anyone all weekend. You kept holed up in your apartment watching movies, eating Ramen, ice cream and any other bad thing you could find in your kitchen. But once Monday rolled back around, you knew you had to get back to life. You went to work, only to be sent home a few hours early, at 4pm. You were happy and you wanted to go see Baekhyun but you felt like this was too early to be at the bar drinking.

You muddled around your apartment for a bit, deleting texts from Chad, asking you when he could come home and when you were going to stop whining about everything.

When you finally felt like it was an appropriate time to go to the bar, you got yourself semi together and headed out, happily. You walked in, and immediately felt a pair of eyes shift towards you. Your heart skipped. You turned your head towards the bar to see Baekhyun staring at you as he cleans a few glasses before putting them on the rack. He doesn't smile when he sees you, his face is hard but somehow looks softer than it did the other day.

“You're finally back. I was wondering if I'd see you again.” He says, grabbing a glass. “The same?”

“Yes please. And I am back. And I have news.” You grin.

“And what's that?” He wonders, sliding your drink towards you. He leans In closely, his eyes not weavering from yours. Your heart beats loudly, and fast. You wonder if he can hear it, if he knows how nervous and flustered he makes you.

“I, um.” You began. Before you can finish, your phone rings loudly. You roll your eyes at the caller ID, answering it quite annoyed.

“What?” You ask. Baekhyun can hear the sound of a crying man on the other end. “Please. Stop calling me” You snap, hanging up the call.

“Chad?” Baekhyun asks but he already knew. You nod your head as he slides another drink towards you.

“He left the other morning. The morning after I was here..” You announce between sips. “I made him leave. I'm so mad at him right now and I want to hate him but part of me feels guilty for being mean while he's upset.” You sigh. You wished you didn't feel like this. You just wished you had someone who could love you as hard as you loved them.

“I'm proud of you. I hope you're starting to see your worth.” Baekhyun says.

As he walks away to another customer, Chad texts you asking to talk. You reply back, telling him to meet you at your place at 8pm. You really didn't want to leave Baekhyun but you felt like you needed to calmly clear the air with Chad. You pull out two twenties and slide them onto the bar, giving Baekhyun a small wave. He gives you a wink that sends shivers down your spine as you turn to walk away.

You didn't want to go, and little did you know, he didn't want you to go either.

You really shouldn't have let Chad in to talk. You don't know how he does it but he convinced you to get back together with him. He lured you in with the promises of changing, being a better man, spending more time with you and more money on you while also spending less money on his friends and less time on the console. But how funny is it that mere seconds after you agree to a second chance, he's back gaming and you're going to bed all on your own.

Over the next few weeks, you had absolutely no desire to be at home. Chad had gone back to his old self so quickly, it gave you whiplash. He hadn't even attempted to change, and you found yourself craving to be near Baekhyun. So you headed to the bar, everyday after work for a drink, or two, or four.

In those weeks you and Baekhyun spent an ample amount of time getting to know each other, you were sure he knew you better than Chad ever did. You didn't want to see Chad, you didn't want to be near him and it was bad enough that he texted you throughout the day, sending you lists of things to buy from the grocery store, as if he wasn't able to do it himself. However, much to your surprise, he didn't question you when you never came home with his snacks, he didn't check in with you throughout the day or wonder where you were at night, and honestly it no longer bothered you. You didn't care but you couldn't end things again. Not yet.

You felt your feelings for Baekhyun deepen with every encounter the two of you had, every look, every conversation, every time you saw him it was like nothing you had ever felt with anyone. Your emotions were amplified around Baekhyun and you weren't sure how much longer you could keep them hidden.

"One more." You tell Baekhyun, as you set down your fourth glass.

You can tell he wants to smile, but he's too good at controlling his emotions. "You've had enough, I'm cutting you off." He tells you.

You pout, trying to give him your best puppy dog eyes, but absolutely got absolutely nothing from that man and it was frustrating as fuck.

"A bad storm is coming, you should probably get home." He tells you, drying off some glasses.

"I don't want to go home, he's there." You scoff, just thinking about Chad made you want to vomit. "I guess I could just get a motel room.” You mutter. “That place across the street looks okay." You slur, pointing over to the run down motel, that had flickering lights, and probably a rat and cockroach infestation.

"I dont fucking think so." Baekhyun replies. "You need to go home. I'll give you a ride." He says.

"Give me a minute." He walks from around the bar, towards the back of the building, and you can't help but to turn in your stool and watch him walk away, damn he looks good.

Within seconds he's back, grabbing your bag and scooping you up into his arms as he effortlessly carries you out the door.

"I can walk." You object.

"I know." He says, his face stone cold.

"You're very pale." You tell him, as if he didn't know.

"I know." He replies, unlocking the door to his car.

"And you're very cold." You say.

He sighs. "I know." He finishes as he slides you into the passenger seat of his car.

As soon as he started his car, the rain began pouring as thunder and lightning jolted the sky.

"You were right, there's a storm." You say, watching out your window.

"I know." He replies, this time it sounded different. You turned to look at him, hoping you'd catch him smiling but no such luck.

He pulls up to your apartment complex, quickly and effortlessly glides out of the driver's side of the car, making his way to your side before you can even get your hand on the handle. He walks to the elevator with you, steps onto the elevator with you. He stands beside you, his hand inches away from yours, you can feel the electricity between the two of you. The elevator lands on your floor, you step out and Baekhyun follows you to your door.

“You didn't need to walk me up.” You say, already sobering up.

“Just wanted to make sure you got home safe.” Baekhyun says, his face still stone cold. You can hear some music thumping through the door. You really hope it's not what you think it is. You unlock your door and open it to 10-15 people in your apartment. There's maybe 2 that you know, but the rest? You've got no clue.

“There she is!” Chad yells, walking towards you.

“Happy birthday, baby.” He slurs, wrapping his arm around you. A crowd of people gather around, yelling “Surprise!” To you. You smile at them awkwardly, what was happening?

“It's not my birthday.” You hiss, trying to Chad, trying to remove his arm from you. “I'm sorry everyone, I don't know what he told you but it's not my birthday.” You say.

They all turn to each other, whispering things. You look at Chad’s two best friends, Brad and Connor, who you've spoken to multiple times. They just shrug their shoulders.

“Fuck.” He yells in your face, his breath smells like whiskey. He moves away from you, pushing through the crowd to grab a bottle on the table. He takes a full swing, before stomping back towards you. “I'm trying to do something fucking nice for you and you always have to shit on it.” He yells.

“I'm sorry it's not my birthday, and you invited all your friends and none of mine or my family. This is a party for you, with a cover it's supposed to be for me. It's pathetic.” You spit, your face inches away from his. You turn to walk away but he grabs your arm.

“Where are you trying to go? Don't be fucking rude to your guests.” Chad snaps.

“Dude, It's not her birthday. It's fine, just let her go and we can have another shot.” Brad says, trying to descalate the situation. Chad shoves Brad away with his free hand, tightening his grip around your arm.

“Chad stop.” You shout as he pushes you against the wall. Baekhyun lurches forward but you put your free arm out to stop him. You didn't want Chad to get anymore angry.

“What's it gonna take? Huh? You want a kiss? Is that gonna make you less uptight?” He says, grabbing your shoulders and shoving you into the wall, again. This wasn't the first time he'd gotten handsy when drinking Whiskey, but this is the first time he'd ever been close to violent about it. He leans in close to your face, trying to press his lips to yours, sticking his tongue out, trying to slip it into your mouth. You turn your head, trying to avoid him.

“Get off.” You cry out, trying to push him off with one hand, but he manages to pin the other one to the wall. You can't get him off you, your arm was throbbing and you were starting to panic.

“Baekhyun.” You cry out, tears spilling down your cheeks.

“Get the fuck off of her.” You hear Baekhyun's voice yell. “Are you hard of hearing?” He asks, swiftly pulling Chad from you and throwing him across the floor.

“Who the fuck is that?” Chad asks, scrambling to his feet and pointing to Baekhyun.

“I want you out Chad. I’m done. This was the last fucking straw!” You cry.

Baekhyun takes your hand and pulls you out of your apartment. He brings you to the elevator and back down to his car, trying to avoid getting you too wet. He buckles you in and pulls out of your parking lot. He drives past the bar and continues until the two of you are out of the city. The rain still pours. Thunder rumbles as lightning lights up the sky.

He continues driving, taking you out into the middle of nowhere.

Baekhyun pulls up to a gate, punching in a few numbers and it opens, he drives down a long driveway. You squinted as you tried to see where you were going but it was far too dark for you to see anything, until you pulled up to a beautiful mid-century mansion that made your mouth drop. It was absolutely stunning and you couldn't believe that he lived there.

"Seriously? This is where you live?" You say.

"My, uh, family, but yeah." He answers, parking the car near the entrance.

He glides out of his seat, walking towards your side again to open the door for you, pulling you inside before you get too wet. He pulls you up a large flight of stairs, not letting you admire the inside of his house. He opens the door to a large room, with a large bed and a bathroom ensuite.

"There's towels if you want to shower, I'll be back in a bit to check on you." He says, avoiding all eye contact before walking out of the room.

You let out a deep breath as you take off your heels, unbutton your pants and unhook your bra, placing it all next to the bed. You sit down on the bed in your underwear and t-shirt, wondering what to do, until your phone rings.

Looking at the caller ID, you didn't want to answer it, but you honestly felt scared if you didn't.

"Hello?" You answer.

"Hey babe, it's me.. it's Chad." He says.

"I know who it is." You sigh.

"I'm so fucking sorry, I.. I don't know what came over me. Seriously, Y/N. I just.. I'm so sorry.” He cries.

“I.. I can't. Don't. Don't call me.” You hyperventilate. “I can't.” You whimper, hanging up the phone.

You stand there, taking deep breaths as you try to fight off the tears. You replay the short conversation you just had, but more so what he did to you. You didn't even want to think about what would have happened had Baekhyun not been there for you tonight. You saw a side of Chad you'd bever seen before and were not interested in ever seeing again. You felt like you couldn't breathe. You sobbed as you sat on the bed.

There's a knock at the door but you don't hear it. The door opens, Baekhyun walks into the room, seeing you on the bed, all he felt was anger.

"Y/N.." He begins as lightning strikes, causing the power to flicker.

"Chad called.” You cry. “He was.. apologizing..but I couldn't stop.. replaying it.” You sniffle.

"I'm so sorry that happened. I should have taken you away the second he put his hands on you." He says, looking at you. You look up at him, tears still streaming down your face. A crack of thunder hits loudly, making you jump, and within seconds Baekhyun's arms are wrapped around you. He rubs your back as you nuzzle your head into his chest.

You're so tired.

Your eyes begin to close until his phone rings. He lays you down before he stands up answering the call.

“I'm sorry, Y/N. I have some things to take care of." He says.

"Oh, yeah, no problem." You say, getting under the covers.

“Are you going to be okay?” He asks before leaving.

“I'll be fine, go.” you say forcing a smile.

"Get some sleep." He tells you before walking out of the bedroom door, leaving you alone once again.

You tried to fight the exhaustion you felt, but it was far too hard. You tried watching the door, in hopes he would come back but your eyelids got too heavy for you to keep open, and you swiftly drifted off to sleep.

The warm sun was shining through the window, woke you up. You let out a little stretch before opening your eyes, only to see seven men standing around the bed. You sit up, moving closer to the wall, as these men stare at you. You stared at them all, as they all glared at you, looking similar to Baekhyun.

Pale skin, dark eyes, dark hair, blood red lips.

"Who are you?" One of them asks.

"Y/N." You whisper. “Who are you guys?”

Another one speaks up, looking at the other six men. "I think the better question is, who the fuck brought a human home?"

[vgilantee]

chad x ethan x reader threesome is a need

*cracks knuckles* alright, time to talk more about my favourite relationship (this is going to be established relationship, because we've done a good few get together smut suggestions) Also this is post college and an au where eth wasn't ghostface!

Title: double the relaxation

a/n: my original intention was to fall straight into smut. Then we ended up with plot. It got a little sloppy (no pun intended) toward the end because it got late and i got tired 

word count: 3.1k (oop)

warnings: smut, obviously. m/m/f threesome. Oral (f receiving). Double penetration in vagina. No protection (wrap before you tap kiddos). also the reader doesn't pee after sex (afab people please pee after raw sex, you don't want thrush)

Work was exhausting and you knew, walking through the door, that both your boys were home already. you were later home than usual, and they were no doubt going to smother you with questions about why, and you didn't think you would be prepared for that. You were used to being tired after work, but after dealing with several too many difficult people you were tapped out.

As you dropped your keys into the bowl by the door, you could hear someone moving around in the kitchen preparing food, and the TV playing the droll of news from the living room. Maybe you could sneak into the bedroom so you could change out of your work clothes before either of them saw you, let you get rid of the day before facing more people. You loved Chad and Ethan, they could read you like a book, but sometimes you just needed a moment where you could pull on one of their shirts and sit in the dark of the bedroom to recollect your brain.

You managed to sneak past the kitchen and had just escaped past the the living room when ethan's curls spun and he turned to face you

"Oh hey, you're home late." he quickly stood from the sofa and rounded it toward you. "You okay?" Your tiredness was apparently written all over your face, as he had barely stopped in front of you before asking. He took a step closer, offering out his hand, and you all but collapsed into Ethan’s chest. 

“Work sucked. People suck.” You mumbled into his chest, eagerly taking in the warmth of him as he wrapped his arms around you. You could feel him nod against your head as he pressed a kiss into your crown. Ethan pulled away gentle, hands resting on your waist as you looked up at him with tired eyes. 

“Go get changed, okay? I’ll meet you in there.” You hummed, nodding, before continuing your way toward the bedroom. The kitchen smelt like a low-energy dinner: a frozen pizza or dino nuggets. But you were more than happy for that, the carby dinner to drown your exhaustion in. 

You had only just pulled Ethan’s shirt on, foregoing putting on shorts, when you heard the light tapping on the doorframe of Ethan in the bedroom doorway. Your hair was pulled out of its work updo and was messily falling down to your shoulders, makeup not yet removed. Even looking so tired and done with the day, Ethan couldn’t help letting out a soft sigh.

“Feeling better?” He walked toward you, once again offering you a hand. But instead of letting you fall into a hug, he lead you toward the attached bathroom to help wash off your makeup. The water was warm, and you sighed against Ethan’s hand. “How ‘bout now, pretty girl?” You looked up with a contented smile, looking a little less tired now that the final remnants of your workday were gone and Ethan’s hands had soothed over your skin. 

As soon as the washcloth was placed in the sink, you brought your hands up to Ethan’s cheeks and pulled him forward, pressing his lips against yours in a relieved kiss. You felt him smile against your mouth, hands slipping around your waist and pulling your hips into his. One of your hands moved from his cheek to the back of his neck, wanting nothing more than to wrap your fingers into the curls on the nape of his neck. You pulled away to take a breath and let his forehead rest against yours.

“Much better now.” Your breath tickled his lips as you spoke, and he let out a soft laugh.

“You’re gonna make Chad jealous.” His voice was full of humour, knowing Chad would never really be jealous watching the two of you together. You shifted your head and Ethan moved his, thinking you were going to reconnect the kiss. But instead you swerved, pressing your lips along his jaw and down his neck softly, pulling the smallest whimpered breath from throat. 

“Good.” You whispered against his neck, and in response, Ethan slid his hands under your thighs to prompt you to jump. After wrapping your legs around his waist, you expected Ethan to place you on the bathroom counter but instead, he took a step back and carried you back into the bedroom, gently lowering you onto the mattress. 

You rolled your hips up into Ethan as he lay you back, laying on top of you between your thighs. You were tired from your day sure, but with Ethan on top of you, hand under your jaw guiding your mouth back to his, any exhaustion was quickly replaced with need. 

Sitting back on his thighs, Ethan let you run your hands up his stomach to his chest, pushing up his shirt as your fingers danced over his skin. He happily obliged, tossing the unnecessary garment onto the floor beside the bed. He was quick to move back down, not wanting to be apart from the kiss for longer than he had to, and as your nails gently dragged down his chest, the sound of a clearing throat came from the doorway. 

“Here I am, slaving away in the kitchen, and you two are in here having fun without me.” Your head fell back with a laugh before looking over at Chad in the doorway, Ethan kissing his way down to the base of your throat before dragging his tongue along the skin and across your jaw as you opened your mouth to reply to Chad, the feeling of his tongue leaving you gasping. He eased his assault on your skin enough to let you talk.

“Wasn’t the plan.” You hummed as Ethan rolled his hips. “Besides, frozen pizza isn’t slaving, babe.” He rolled his eyes, and as if he could see Chad’s movement, Ethan bit down on your neck. You gasped and your hips bucked into him. “I appreciate it though.” Your reply was whined out. 

As Chad began to make his way toward the bed, Ethan moved away from you again, and you chased after him wanting to feel his mouth on your skin. But he pinched your sides, causing you to squirm, then pulled your shirt over your head. As soon as your chest was bare, Ethan moved his mission to mark your skin down to your chest, gently biting the crest of your tits and leaving wet kisses in the valley between them. 

You felt the bed dip behind you and, without lifting his mouth from the crook of your neck, Ethan pulled you up to sit, allowing Chad to easily slot himself behind you. Ethan let Chad drag you both toward him, letting you sit on his lap while Chad’s legs stretched out underneath you and brushed against Ethan. 

It was one of your favourite positions to be: sat on Chad with your legs wrapped around Ethan, one hand on Ethan’s shoulder while the other reached behind you to hold onto the back of Chad’s neck. Their hands alternating between holding onto you and reaching for each other, Ethan kissing you while Chad makes your neck and shoulders, sometimes their mouths leaving you altogether to kiss each other. 

As Ethan takes your right nipple in his mouth, your head falls back into Chad’s shoulder, exposing your throat and the hickeys Ethan had left you. Your hips rolled, grinding back against Chad before pressing down on Ethan causing both men to let out a low moan. 

“Ethan.” His name comes out in a breathy moan and you feel his teeth gently tug on the bud before pulling away with a pop. You whine as he leans away completely, but it quickly breaks as he moves to your left. 

You feel Chad’s mouth drag up your shoulder to your ear, letting out a relieved sound as he pulls your earlobe into his mouth. 

“Didi you have a rough day, baby?” You hummed out an agreement, the only reply you could make with Chad’s husky voice in your ear and Ethan’s mouth on your tit. “Okay, just relax. We’ll take care of you.” Ethan’s tongue runs along your abused nipple before sitting up to look down at you. 

“You don’t have to do any work, okay. We’ve got you.” Ethan mutters against your cheek before letting Chad guide your mouth toward his with a grip on your jaw. 

You let out a moan as your mouth meets Chad’s for the first time that evening, and the noise gets sharper as a hand - you aren’t entirely sure who’s but you think it’s Chad’s - slides down between you and Ethan and begins to rub lazy circles on your clit. You’re desperate for more, so your hips roll unconsciously, and Chad begins to rut against you. 

“More. Please.” You plead against Chad’s mouth and you feel him chuckle. Ethan gently unwraps your legs from around his waist, your arms following suit, and your eyes fly open, about to fight to get him to stay, only to see him begin  to wriggle out of his sweatpants. 

Chad breaks the kiss, peppering kisses along your shoulder while looking up at Ethan, his fingers never stopping their rubbing of your clothed clit. 

“Look how pretty he is, chest all flushed just from sucking on your tits while you grind on his cock.” You whine, rutting against Chad’s hand as Ethan teasingly palms his cock just too far away from you to touch. 

Suddenly, Chad’s fingers pull away only to dip into your underwear, collecting some of your leaking slick before retuning to his motions against your clit. With his hand no longer on top of the fabric, Ethan begins to pull your underwear down, kissing your legs above the waistband until he finally leaves you naked. As you stared down at Ethan, you felt more than heard Chad groan against your skin as Ethan’s fingers grazed over his cock while he removed your underwear. 

“Gonna take care of you, gorgeous.” Ethan mutters more to himself than you before he leans forward, laying on his stomach and his breath hitting your cunt. You let out a cry, pleading for more as his mouth is so close. 

“Such a tease.” Chad’s voice rumbles against your shoulder and Ethan looks up at him, giving his thigh a pinch. “Only because it makes her wetter.” Ethan doesn’t give you a chance to reply with a snarky comment as his tongue licks a broad stroke across your entire pussy, collecting slick on his tongue with a groan. “So good.” 

Then the pair of them get to work, Chad’s fingers rubbing circles over your clit and Ethan’s tongue swiping over your leaking cunt, occasionally pushing the muscle into you as you grind against his face. You gasp and moan, the sounds echoing around the bedroom as the knot in your stomach tightens. 

“Please.” You aren’t sure what you’re begging for, but the men who are conducting their wonderful assault on your cunt do, and they work in sync to leave your hips rutting and your head rolled back with a loud moan, cumming against Ethan’s mouth. He slows his lapping, drinking up your release while working with Chad to help you down from your high. You pant heavily, revelling in the feeling of their kisses on your sweaty skin. 

“More.” You are barely back from your orgasm, but you need them. 

“Greedy little thing.” Ethan mutters against your thigh, but he sits up, wet stain of precum darkening the front of his boxers. Chad gently passes you over to him, letting you fall against his chest and you eagerly accept the messy kisses Ethan leaves against your mouth. 

Behind you, Chad stands, getting off the bed to easily strip off his clothing before he takes you back from Ethan, his now freed cock resting flat between your folds as you back meets his chest. 

Ethan sits back, happy to watch, and you lean forward to rest your hands on Chad’s knees, grinding against his cock for delicious friction. Every now and again, the tip of his cock would catch on your hole or bump against your clit, and the feeling would have your head drop forward,  eyes squeezing shut. Chad’s hands sat on your hips, letting you control the speed but occasionally pulling you down against him a little harder, and Ethan gently grabbed you by the throat, forcing you to look at him as you desperately ground against Chad. 

“Do you want him inside you?” You gasped, nodding as best you could with Ethan’s hand still on your throat. He looked behind you, meeting Chad’s flushed gaze. “You heard her, pretty girl wants you inside her.” 

Chad quickly took control, stopping your hips to raise you enough for Ethan to reach down and take his cock, lining Chad up so he could easily pull you down. Ever the tease, Ethan gave Chad’s cock slow strokes, thumb running over his slit to cause the man beneath you to growl out a moan. Before finally, Ethan moved his tip so it gently pressed inside of you, and in swift motion, Chad pulled you down, bottoming out inside of you. 

A moan broke from your throat as your pelvis dropped down against Chad, his cock hitting deep inside of you. With Chad’s help, you rode him, pulling so he was almost all the way out before dropping back down. You fell back against his chest, unable to hold yourself up, and Chad leaned back to rest against the bedhead, leaving Ethan with the perfect view of Chad’s cock thrusting in and out of you, the occasional leak of slick falling onto the bed. 

“You look so good, taking me so well. God nice and tight around me.” Chad muttered nonsense against the side of your neck, nipping and kissing at the skin. 

“Think you can take more?” It wasn’t the first time you had taken Chad and Ethan at the same time, but you usually needed more prep. But Ethan could see how wet you were, was watching you leaking a consistent stream. And he wanted nothing more than to join Chad inside of you. 

“Yes, please. Eth, I need you. Please. Inside me.” You were babbling, begging for Ethan, all while Chad’s place never slowed or faltered. 

You heard rather than saw Ethan take off his underwear and shuffle closer to you and Chad, kneeling between both pairs of thighs. He dragged the tip of his cock along where you and Chad met, and all three of you let out a hiss. Ethan replaced the tip of his cock with a finger, gently pushing it inside of you on top of Chad’s cock, and you let out a cry at the feeling of his finger curling up, rubbing against your g-spot while Chad fucked up into you. 

Both at an agonising pace and all to quickly, Ethan moved his finger at the same time as Chad’s cock before adding a second, then a third, scissoring his fingers inside of you to stretch you out. With his fingers running along Chad’s cock, Chad would occasionally let out a groan against you skin, a sound that turned into a choked moan as Ethan’s other hand began to gently play with his balls. 

You and Chad were both panting, heads falling back as Ethan worked you even further open. You let out a pained whine when Ethan pulled his fingers out of you, feeling a little emptier now that the stretch had diminished. But your patience was quickly rewarded as Ethan leaned down over you and captured your bottom lip between his teeth. 

“Chad,” Ethan whispered, “stop a sec.” You sobbed out in complaint when Chad came to a halt inside of you. 

Carefully, Ethan began to push his way inside of you. You let out a high-pitched moan at the painful stretch, and Ethan and Chad hummed out their own low sounds as their cocks dragged against each other inside of you. Finally, when Ethan bottomed out inside of you, he paused.

For a moment, the three of you lay there, you wedged between Ethan and Chad with their cocks both buried inside of your pussy. Your head fell back against Chad’s shoulder, so overwhelmed, and your eyes watered. They both peppered small kisses on your neck, your shoulders, you jaw, everything to keep you present as your thighs shook, one pulled over Ethan’s waist. 

“Doing so good, taking us so well.” Your fogged mind wasn’t too sure who was praising you, their voices blending together as they praised and complimented your ability to take them both, I love you’s kissed against your skin.

“Please, move.” They could barely hear your tiny, desperate voice, and Ethan would have missed it if his ear wasn’t right by your mouth, but he looked over your shoulder to Chad and nodded. 

Chad was the first to move, carefully pulling out of you then, as he began his move back in, Ethan pulled out. Gradually they got faster, setting a rhythm that never left you empty and had you shuddering against them, sobbing and moaning as they fucked you. 

Even if you weren’t still worked up from the orgasm that had built from Chad alone, you knew with the both of them you wouldn’t last very long. Far quicker than you had expected, the tightness returned, ten times stronger than when it was Ethan’s mouth and Chad’s hand against you. You could barely stutter out,

“C-close.” before your whole body shuddered, a cry ripping from your throat as tears rolled down your cheeks and you came hard around them. 

Chad was close behind you, in a similar situation that his orgasm was building when he was alone inside of your cunt. You felt every vein and twitch as he pressed so tightly against the inside of you and you felt the rumble of his chest as he moaned, cumming inside of you. Ethan’s head fell forward into your shoulder, and your hand lazily came up to his hair, giving his curls a tug. You groaned as Chad pulled out of you completely, and Ethan whimpered in your ear (you didn’t know, so foggy and unable to see that far down, but Chad had reached around and was gently running his fingers over Ethan’s asshole after collecting some of the mess that had leaked out of you) until finally he came, biting down on your shoulder as his cum mixed with Chad’s inside of  you, leaking onto the bed as he pulled out. 

Ethan rolled to the side, not wanting to crush you between their bodies with the post-orgasm deadweight, and pulled you onto your side, your arm reaching over his chest. Finally, Chad readjusted himself so the three of you curled up comfortably on top of the sheets, half-asleep and deciding to worry about the mess later. 

this wasn't meant to happen lmao. anyway it's nearly 12:30am and i need to go to sleep asdflkajsdf. this will be added to the scream masterlist!

[virginburial]

hi! could i request something with ethan x fem!reader (or gn, whichever makes you the most comfortable :)) where reader is this really like, wealthy kid at blackmore who’s part of the core four (but since she’s in it… maybe fab five? idk 😭 i suck at this) and she’s dating ethan and just loves to spoil him? i’m assuming he’s like a broke college student, and the whole group kinda jokes that’s she’s his sugar mommy lmao. if you’re not up for it, feel free to ignore this request! i love your work <3 can’t wait to read more of your writing, thank you so so much for sharing it with us!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ I so clearly saw Gossip Girl in my head I'm dead x-x but let me break down why this would absolutely work on Ethan

Ethan Landry CD mix!       .·:*¨༺♱༻¨*:·.

especially since I'm getting an old money-great Gatsby feel out of it, your family probably owns a company that's been around for generations, one of those Rockefeller/Vanderbilt types. the kind of family HBO writes hit dramas about. You weren't snobby about it but still carried yourself differently than all your peers (you knew you were hot shit). So when regular-schmegular middle-class suburban boy next door Ethan catches your eye, it is a shock to everyone, especially him.

Ethan barely had a job and was living off of loans, like everyone else. you noticed this when he nervously asked you out to Olive Garden and ate nothing but the free breadsticks and some soda. you felt bad; you could tell he wanted to impress you.

so you started bringing him coffee every time you walk to class together; "I can't hold your books and the coffee y/n-" "-just take the fucking latte, Ethan!" he was too humble to take your offerings, but soon, as your romantic relationship with him evolved, so did his acceptingness and gratitude. You two would go to the mall and whatever Ethan stared at for more than five seconds would be coming home with you. other times, you'd door-dash him food whenever he studied for hours on end, because you knew Ethan had the habit of focusing too much on his studies and forgetting to eat.

"dude! she's totally your sugar mommy." Chad would tease, or Mindy and Anika would comment about asking you for permission before he does anything; "Don't you need your momma's blessing before you do that?" It's a little annoying, but Ethan knows the truth; you loved to spoil him, and he loved being spoiled by you. you loved seeing how excited he gets over a pair of sneakers or some dinner, and he loved knowing that the person he loves thinks about him and what he liked. you're abundant, and you felt it was important to share that abundance with the ones you loved. speaking of, your relationship with Ethan reached a point where he was offered an internship within your family's business; which lead to the both of you heading back to the mall, helping Ethan pick which suit he should wear to the interview.

and, of course, Ethan is on his knees, eating you out in the dressing room because he is just so grateful. getting stains all over his button-up as your juices drip down his chin and run down his neck. whatever, you were going to buy it for him anyways.

       .·:*¨༺♱༻¨*:·.

buy me a coffee ૮⸝⸝> ̫ >⸝ ა

[xxxninjaxxx23]

A girl and her crush!

Part 2

-With the last week of school approaching, an event from Tara’s past comes back to haunt her. Wanting to find complete closure and move on, she seeks out her friend Mindy to help get Tara back on the saddle.

(Tara’s pov) After a few rounds of back 4 blood. I didn’t feel in the mood to play any longer. My stomach was already starting to hurt real bad “G-guys. I think I’m going to get off for now. I haven’t been feeling well today…I’m just going to lie down.” Mindy and Chad understood and told me to text them later. After they disconnected, I went up to my room and laid on my side in bed, letting my mind wander off.

‘Love? Why are you so worried about where I always am?’

Tara closed her eyes ‘Babe. I’m sorry if you think I’m stalking you but I’m not. It’s just that….we haven’t gone out in a while and I haven’t got much calls or texts from you recently. Did I do something wrong?

He shook his head ‘No baby it’s not you….look I just haven’t been myself and needed some space from the things I was going through. I’m all better now If you want to go on a date…we can go Friday.’ Tara smiled and kissed him passionately, though was a bit hesitant to return it.

‘I’ll try to not be so clingy most of the time baby. But you know my freckles and I still need your kisses from time to time’ she said. He smiled and gave each of Tara’s freckles a kiss. “I know.”

I shook my head and felt a few tears fall down my face, hugging my big stuffed dinosaur which was given to me on our last and final date.

(Later)

(Sam’s pov) On the way home from the store, Richie was chatting on the phone with his family, who were going to be present for their cousins graduation at Woodsboro high. ‘My little sister is also graduating, along with her friends. Damn. I don’t think I told Tara about me staying until her graduation’ I thought.

The drive home didn’t take long as we made it and got the groceries out of the car in no time , setting them on the counter. “Thank you sweetie. Richie and I can take it from here.” Stu said, then whispered to me “I just want to give Richie the “dad talk” don’t worry, I’ll make sure not to scare him away.” I rolled my eyes but smiled and said ok.

Leaving the pair to it, I went upstairs to check on Tara. The video game controller was l on the couch but I didn’t see my sis, so I went up to her room.

When I got there, the door was locked so I knocked on it “Tara? It’s Sam, do you need anything sis?” I didn’t get a response for a bit so I went to sort out my clothes in the guest room.

I could have sworn I heard some faint crying behind the door or maybe It’s just me hearing things. Whatever it is, I’m not going to find out today. I guess I’ll just wait until tomorrow.

As I was setting my clothes on their hangers, I felt someone hug me from behind. I turn my head back a little “Baby! How’d it go with my dad hun?” Richie kissed my cheek before speaking “Wasn’t too bad. He said he doesn’t hate me. I think that’s a start.”

I nod “He’s always been one for humor.” Richie took some of his clothes and put them on his hangers “Your dad also said I can sleep in here with you. Just no funny business, he told me he “See’s and hears all.”

“I rest my case” I said, wrapping my arms around Richie’s neck and pulling him in for a kiss.

(3rd pov) Later that night Tara was still on her bed with the dinosaur plushie clutched in her arms. She hears a familiar knock on the door once again “Sammm please go away.” She heard a loud sigh “Tara please. You can’t skip out on dinner and besides, dad made your favorite meal.”

Tara tightened her grip on the Dino “Sam look. I’m not feeling good today. Can you please just leave me alone, god?!” Sam was taken back by Tara’s sudden outburst “Ok…I’ll leave you alone I guess. But I’m here if you want to talk about anything going on….or if you need some Pepto.”

Sam walks away and goes downstairs to eat dinner. Stu was just putting the portions on everyone’s plates as Sam and Richie sat down. “Hello love birds….hey where’s your sister Sammy?” Sam took some utensils for her food “You might want to wrap up Tara’s plate for later, dad. Tara won’t be joining us because she told me she’s not feeling good.”

“Hmm” Stu said, raising a brow as he went to get a small Pyrex to put Tara’s food in “Does Tara need any Pepto or ginger candy?” Sam shook her head.

“Honestly, I don’t think has a stomachache dad.” Stu looked confused “I mean that, Tara has locked herself in her room and won’t open the door. When I went to fold my clothes, I could have sworn I heard her crying….something’s bothering her and she won’t tell us.”

Stu shook his head “It’s always been hard for Tara to open up. I usually don’t force anything out of her unless she did something wrong but I think she’s just having a bad day.” Then looking over at Sam “I say we wait until tomorrow for her to talk if she wants to. I’ll save Tara’s food if she gets the munchies later on.” Sam nods as the family continues to eat.

(Later in the middle of the night)

(Mindy’s pov) I lost my footing on the ledge trying to climb to Tara’s window. But I managed to grab the brick that was sticking out and kept my balance as I knocked on her window. “Ok T. You better have a real good reason for calling me up here and making me sneak in through the window at let’s see here….two in the morning” I said as she let me In, rubbing my arms.

“Mindy….he’s back again.” I raised a brow “Who is?” Tara was about to speak but one look at the dinosaur in her arms was all I needed to know “Lemme guess? Your cheating ex is haunting your dreams again?” She nodded and went over to the bed, patting the empty spot looking up at me.

I sat down on the bed next to Tara and hugged her. Tara hugged back while letting the tears pour from her eyes “I know you’re upset and hurting T, but you need to let this go and move on. I’m not one to be harsh or upfront but this isn’t good for your health even if it’s only been two months since that happened.”

Tara looked up at me “Th-that’s easy for you to say Mindy. He was my everything, he was there for me when my mom died and my dad was too drowned in his own sorrows to help me. I thought what we had was special!” I kept my embrace “You thought T…you thought. Hell I even believed it myself but then I realized what a dirty liar and a cheater he is.”

I wiped up Tara’s tears and gave her a tissue. “He doesn’t deserve you or your love and you know it. You deserve better than that Tara. It’s why we kicked him and Amber out of the group.” Tara sniffled a bit “Amber…she was my best friend. They both b-betrayed me.” I caressed her hair “You know I could have gotten Chad to have a talk with them. But you didn’t want him or his fists getting involved. Heh, my brother was already furious when he found out about your ex and Amber. I’m surprised she’s even with him given their history but ,you could imagine what Chad was going to do to that bleach haired boy.”

(Tara’s pov) I laughed a bit. At least Chad and Mindy are still in my life to this day and have no means to leave or hurt me. I look down at the Dino still in my arms “You need to get rid of that plushie Tara” Mindy said.

I looked at it a bit more. “This is my favorite dinosaur Mindy, he always knew what to get me.” Mindy facepalmed “See? There you go again. You’re still thinking about him when you should be moving on!”

I made a sour face but Mindy just smiled “If you want me to help you then let me help you.” She extended her hand out “Here, let me take it.”

I was a bit hesitant at first but I handed the toy over to Mindy. She went over to a window where the dumpster was just below us, dropping it. I didn’t like it but I knew it was for the best….i guess.

“I know you loved that plushy Tara but it’s for your own good. I’m not about to let my friend become depressed over a filthy cheater.”

I nod and stretch my arms out, yawning. “Looks like you need to go back to bed. I’ll see my way-“ As Mindy was about to climb out the window, I quickly jumped up and held her arm.

“Stay with me?” Mindy shook her head “Tara…” I felt more tears coming on “Please….I don’t want to sleep by myself tonight.” Mindy took one look at the carpeted floor “fine.” She said heading to the closet and placing a pillow and blanket on the floor.

I looked at her in confusion “Um, What are you doing?”

“Umm making a bed for…myself?” She said fluffing the pillow, I shook my head laughing “No you can sleep on the bed with me Minds. It’s big enough for two people.”

Mindy didn’t budge “If this is your way of coming onto me, then i rather take my chance on the floor.” I held my hands up in surrender “I insist Mindy. I’ll stay on my side while you stay on yours, nothing weird.”

Mindy rolled her eyes “The last time I shared a bed with you, I woke up to you kissing my ear.” She said, putting the blanket and pillow back into the closet before joining me in the bed. “I don’t move around in my sleep anymore and at least I didn’t kiss you on the lips-“ I felt a hand on my mouth “OkAY that enough. Go to sleep Tara.”

I shook my head “Fine.” Before closing my eyes.

“Gotta say, this bed is really comfy. The next guy is going to be blessed, fucking you on this bed.” I playfully smacked her arm, blushing “You told me to go to sleep, so let me sleep.”

“Sorry” Mindy said, turning off the lamp.

(The next morning)

(Sams pov) my eyes shot open as I check the time. ‘Not even 7 yet.’ I tossed and turned, trying to get back to sleep but I couldn’t. I got up and gave Richie a kiss on the head. ‘Might as well go make a coffee and breakfast for the family.’ I headed downstairs to make breakfast but I head a loud rustle coming from the kitchen.

That made my blood run cold because Stu and Tara were still asleep. So I sneak over to the nightstand and pull out the gun I hid in there. Quietly loading the gun, I walk slowly over to the kitchen.

Then I peered around the corner and aimed the weapon “Hey! Sam no! It’s just me, Mindy.” I quickly put the gun away “How did you get in here?” Mindy poured a bowl of cereal “Tara let me in through the window. She just needed a friend to talk to.”

I scoffed in annoyance “and you couldn’t just knock on the door and wait till one of us let you in?” Mindy tapped the bowl “weeellll yes, no, maybe. Look Tara made me go through the window because she was worried you and Stu were going to be mad at her for dragging me here at two in the morning.”

I got some coffee beans out of the cabinet and the filters “Makes sense I guess but I need to ask….is Tara ok?” Mindy nodded “She’s fine, I calmed her down a bit and spent the night with her.”

“So, do you know what’s bothering Tara?”

“I do but Tara wanted me to keep it a secret. Sorry Sam but it’s too personal for her to talk to anyone else other than me about it. All I can say is that she is doing fine. I already solved her problem.” Mindy said, finishing up her cereal and putting the bowl in the sink.

I was a bit offended that she chose to talk to a friend over her sister but my biological father at least told me “Friends are like family, well most of them sometimes.” Before I could speak, Mindy beat me to it “So let’s see here, you see a person like me in your kitchen, you immediately pull out a gun and try to kill me” she said, laughing.

I pinched the bridge of my nose “You really had to say that did you?” She shrugged “Hey, had to get that out of my system” I took a sip of my finished coffee “If that’s what you think that was, then you are surely mistaken.”

“Eh maybe. But since I’m here, can I help make breakfast? I make killer omelettes and bacon.” I nodded “Ok but try not to go crazy with the eggs. I just bought these last night and they were expensive.

Mindy laughed, cracking the eggs on the pan “So is that Rover you have parked in the driveway.” I threw the shells in the trash “That’s Richie’s car. Well I helped pitch in for it so I guess it’s our car.” I smiled “Ok you’ve made your point. I’ll leave the chef to her work while I set the table.”

(Mindy’s pov) As I was putting the seasoning on the omelettes, I heard the sound of light footsteps coming down the stairs. “Tara? Is that you?” I didn’t get a response back until she got to the kitchen “Good morning Tara.”

“Good morning Mindy, Sam” Tara said, going over to the fridge and grabbing the orange juice. She rubbed her eyes as she sat at the table. “Ok ladies, the food is just about done. Get those plates ready and those lazy ass boys down here.”

(Tara’s pov) I laughed a bit as Sam went up to call the other two down for breakfast “So Minds, any plans on what you’re going to do after this last week of school ends?” Mindy placed the food on the plates “As cool as acting is, I rather be a movie writer. Honestly these new horror movies are too predictable and have shit stories. Maybe I can fix that with my incredible storylines I saved in my journal.

“Well I can’t wait to see what new movies you make, on the big screen.” Mindy nodded “Don’t forget to take a date with you lover girl.” I felt a sting in my stomach “Oh gee, if only it were that easy to find a partner out of thin air or a snap.”

Mindy scoffed “Try being a lesbian, you’d be surprised on how shitty my luck is compared to yours.”

I folded my arms “I’m bisexual Mindy. I’ve been that way since middle school you goofball.” Mindy giggled “Sorry, I forgot you used to date that girl….Emily? Yeah I was surprised that she’s shorter than your neck. I remember all too well when she had to stand on her toes just to give those pretty lips of yours a kiss. What happened with her? She wear you out?”

‘Sigh’ “More like I wore HER out. Emily cheated on me with some dude she met two days ago at a coffee shop and had the nerve to apologize, saying it was her and not me.” I took the plates to the dining room “I got so mad that I cussed Em out and told her to never see or contact me again. I also threw my iced latte in both of their faces, biding them a fuck you.”

“Seems like they had it coming.” Mindy said as she put a hand on my shoulder “and don’t worry about you know who either. I know you will find someone better than him, hell maybe by the time graduation hits.” I tilt my head down “I’m not really that pretty mind-“

Mindy interrupted “MY ASS YOU AREN’T PRETTY. Your the hottest girl in school and every guy/girl wants a piece of your action.” I blushed “Jesus Mindy, do you have to be so subtle about everything?”

Mindy grinned “Hey, that’s just my specialty.” I shook my head smiling.

(Stu’s pov) When I got downstairs, I was surprised to see a big breakfast setup. The omelettes looked good enough for seconds…for me at least “You girls really went all out on breakfast today.” I took a gaze around the food “Looks like there’s enough here for bunch and dinner today, no cooking for me today. Yippee!” Both girls laughed before going to the dining room. Well Tara at least “Just a minute Mindy, I need to talk to you.”

She looked a bit nervous “Mr. Macher…lovely day isn’t it?” I clicked my tongue “Well, I mean yes it is isn’t it. But no, I heard that you came over last night, through the window.”

(Mindy’s pov) If my nerves weren’t already shot, then they sure as hell now. How did he know about- “I know what you’re thinking Mindy. I have a little thing called security around my house. “Oh”

Mr. Macher put a hand on my shoulder “Your always welcome here anytime young one. Don’t sneak in through the window, just ring the bell next time and someone will answer.” I smiled “Thank you Mr. Macher”

“You can call me Stu, sweetie. No need to be formal, I dealt with it enough from my in laws and signing paperwork.” He said, leading me to the table to join the rest of the family.

(Tara’s pov) My dad told me to slow down but I couldn’t help it, Mindy does make a mean omelette. But I only got the enjoy the food for a little bit when I saw Richie feeding Sam her breakfast.

I gritted my teeth ‘I never got fed like that from any of my relationships let alone LOVE. I always had to feed myself!’ But I let some harsh words slip “Hey! Can you stop that? She’s not a kid anymore, bozo.” Richie’s face fell as he put the fork down and went to eat his food, Sam shot a glare at me.

Mindy laughed “Looks like someone’s a little-“ I tossed an orange at her before she could finish. “Tara! Don’t throw things at your friends. You know better than that pumpkin.” My dad said.

I suddenly felt everyone’s cold stares on me, leaving me to sink down into my chair “I’m sorry….its just-I’m having a really bad day that’s all.”

My dad was just about finished with his plate “Well. We’re all here ready to listen if you need to TALK about it, not be punching bags. You can start by telling us why you locked yourself in your room the whole day yesterday.”

I nod as I took a breath, venting on what happened with my last relationship and him cheating behind my back. Ooh boy was my dad angry, including Sam “It’s bad enough that fucker cheated but who breaks up with someone over TEXT?” She said

“Well one thing I know for sure, they are both banned here and from talking to you again.” My dad said, pulling me into a hug. “I just want real love dad….is that too much to ask for? Sam has one but I don’t? It’s not fair! It’s not-” My sister joined in “You’ll find someone one day Tara, someone way better. You just need to be patient sis, please be patient.”

I didn’t say anything, keeping my embrace on my father.

(Three days later)

(Mindy’s pov) This is it! Only one more day until graduation and I couldn’t be more relieved to get out of this place and chase my career in college. If you ask me, high school should be paying us to just sit and “listen” to the boring useless lectures the teachers give. Now we have to work menial jobs just to pay for college and the sweet tuitions.

I heard a locker door close next to me “Tara! How were you classes? See any cute boys/girls you want to say hi and goodbye to?” Tara shook her head

“Nope! All of them are taken and the ones who aren’t, are fresh broken hearts from their partners going to different universities and not wanting to do long distance, go figure.”

I nod “Yeah…Chad is one of those people too unfortunately.” Tara puts her backpack around her shoulders “Really? I thought him and Liv were going to do a long distance.”

I walk outside with Tara “Well Chad wanted to do a long distance but Liv told him she couldn’t bear the feeling of that. I don’t blame her either which is why I need you to help me smack Chad upside the head and focus on his career in football. Matter of fact, you need a smack too.”

“Ok first of all, rude! and I’m not going to hit Chad for you, Minds. I’ll help in any way I can but a “smack upside the head” is out of the question for us.” I grinned “Fair point but HEY, he’s single and you’re single. What do you say lover girl?”

“I am NOT dating Chad. As attractive as he is to all the girls in school, he is not my type. More like an older brother to me” Tara said.

I shrugged “Worth a try but if you feel anything, then by all means go for it! I trust you more than any of those past girls Chad used to bring home, including Liv.”

Tara laughed “Will do Minds. You’ll be the first to know If that does happen.” I gave her a high five and took her to a decent ice cream shop before it closed.

(The next day)

(Tara’s pov) Well this is it…..todays the day I’m no longer going to be a high school student. After tonight, I’ll be starting a whole new life and so will my friends. Even if we end up going to different colleges, we will still be a family no matter what.

Feeling a bit nervous, I excuse myself to the bathroom to wash up. After splashing a bit of cold water on my face, I head back. I got a bit zoned out, worrying that I might run into Wes or standing near him. The second I turned my head in a different direction, I ended up bumping into someone head first, knocking us both to the floor. ‘I hope that wasn’t him. Oh god please don’t let it be him!’

I slowly opened my eyes and felt a bit of relief when it wasn’t but now I got another problem. “I’m so sorry about that! I got a little distracted and I didn’t-“ As I extend my hand to help the person up, he rubbed the bump on his head and looked up at me. ‘Wow….He’s cute!’ Wait, did I really just say that in my head? It didn’t help when I felt an explosion go off in my chest. But I shrugged it off and helped the boy up.

He stood tall ‘well I’m shorter than an average person’ and had brown curly hair that almost covered his beautiful brown eyes ‘like mine’. He wore black converse sneakers, black jeans and a denim jacket that had a bands logo. ‘Hmm he’s not dressed for graduation. Does he even go to my school?’

“It’s ok. I should have been looking where I was going but I TOO got a little distracted” He said, laughing a bit before extending his hand again “I’m Ethan.”

“Tara” I said, shaking his hand. “I don’t think we met before. Do you go to Woodsboro high?” Ethan shook his head

“Oh no, I go to a school in Modesto. I’m just here with my family to see a cousin of ours graduate.” I nod “Ah ok.” I giggled “Thats a long way from home Ethan.”

He made a shy smile ‘I could have sworn I saw a little blush from him’ “Yeah it is.” He checks his phone for messages “Dang, I got to go. Don’t want to keep my family waiting. It was nice meeting you Tara.”

“Y-you too Ethan.” As he nodded and walked off, I felt my cheeks heat up, staring in awe until he was out of sight out of mind. “Tara…Tara!” I heard my sister shout, causing me to turn around “What?” Sam frowned “Well. I have been looking all over for you. Since I found you, you need to hurry and join your class. They are about to start the speech and the line for diplomas” she said.

I waved my hands “Ok, ok sorry. I just needed to use the restroom, I’m heading that way now. See you out there Sam” I said, then dashed backstage to join the others.

(Mindy’s pov) Graduation is about to start but still no sign of Tara…where the hell is she? My question was answered when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around “Tara? Where have you been?”

“Just needed to use the restroom” she said, catching her breath. I looked at her for a minute then busted out laughing “You’ve been gone a pretty long while Tar. I think you need to lay off the seafood for a while, those poor shrimp and crawfish” I pinched my nose.

Then I felt a light smack on my arm “Shut it! Look, on my way over here, I bumped into someone and we both fell to the floor. I um…helped him up.” Those words alone got my attention “Ah I see. You bumped into a boy and helped him up. I assume he was a cute one too?”

“Yes! No…maybe so?” Tara tried hard to hide her blush but failed “I mean…I don’t know Minds, I guess he was.” I raised a brow “Mindy look It doesn’t matter, he only came here to watch his cousin graduate. He lives in Modesto so It’s not like I’ll see him again.” (Little does she know)

I shrugged “You should have got his number or social status. I’m sure that would have helped you out in the long run.” Tara slapped her forehead realizing that she should have done so. I wrap an arm around her “It’s ok Tar, maybe you’ll see him again….If you get lucky and go to the same college of course or you’ll realize that he isn’t the one for you.”

Tara shook her head “After what happened with Wes, I think my destiny is for me to be single for the rest of my life, so be it.” I shook my head “No that won’t happen. Don’t forget I’m single too so I guess we will have to wait till college. But tell me the name of the Modesto boy who caught your heart.”

She looked up at me “Ethan, his name is Ethan.”

I smirked “So I take it his full name is “Ethan doesn’t have a last name and is in love with my bff? Got it.” Tara laughed a bit “That’s a really long name. I don’t think you could fit that on a student ID or a drivers license”

(Tara’s pov) I waited in line with my former classmates to receive my diploma. We listened to the speeches the faculty gave to the students and the slideshow of pictures we all took throughout the years. I felt a shiver in my bones knowing that the next step will be going to college and having frat parties! That’s what I’m most excited about.

Then it was time for us to step out on stage and receive our diploma. It took a while for them to call my name because I was in the T section but I did cheer when Mindy and Chad got theirs. When my name got called, I walked high and mighty, listening to the cheers from my family and Richie’s. I could have sworn I saw Ethan sitting next to Richie, waving to me? Well anyways, I couldn’t be more proud when I had my high school diploma in my hands, and a handshake from the principal.

Once all the former students got called, we threw our graduation caps in the air when it was time, as the crowd cheered. Then we all went to meet our families to receive more congrats from them, My dad and Sam were both giving me hugs while I got a little noogie from Richie. I giggled as he went to go give his cousin one too.

Looking around, I saw Ethan again. Only he’s with a girl with long orange hair who’s wearing a black tight dress, giving him a hug. ‘Hm? His girlfriend I assume?’ “Tara didn’t you hear? The school is throwing us a graduation party! May not be as much fun as a frat party but everyone’s going.” Mindy said, shaking my shoulder.

I blinked twice and looked over at Mindy “Aw come on. Why the long face T? We aren’t chained in high school anymore, free to live our lives however we want, when we want!”

I set my gaze on Ethan and the girl as they talked, which Mindy took notice “That the “cute” boy you were talking about?” I nod slowly.

Mindy snickered “Ok one. That dude is the absolute dorkiest looking kid I’ve ever seen. Don’t know what you see-“ I threw my hands up in frustration “Mindy stop it! I don’t judge any of your crush’s appearance so why do you have to judge mine?” Mindy was taken back but continued

“Ok my bad but as for two, don’t even think too much on that. I mean there’s a chance that girl may just be a friend or another relative of his.”

I took another look at the pair but didn’t see a slight resemblance to one another. “No I’m almost certain that’s Ethan’s girlfriend.” Mindy tried to hug me but I stepped back

“It’s ok Minds, I’ll be alright. Just going to take your advice and Sam’s on being patient with romance and focus on my career instead. Love will come naturally, I can’t force it when I need or crave it.”

Mindy patted my shoulder “I’m proud of you T. Take those baby steps and learn to have a little fun in your life. You can start by going to this party with me like it’s our last.”

I rolled my eyes, grinning “Ok. Let’s go dance our pants off.” Mindy shook her head “I don’t think anyone says that anymore Tara”

“Whatever”

(Sceneskip)

The party was actually pretty good. The school had all kinds of food and refreshments laid out, along with some live entertainers performing on stage. I may not be talking about this too much, I’m gonna go have fun and sing up there with Mindy and Chad.

(Later)

Of course graduation ended with the dance party. Everyone was having fun dancing with one another so I decided to let my walls down and have a little fun, by joining the dance floor. Mindy and Sam were both surprised that I was really getting into the “groove.” But they didn’t realize I was wearing both my airpods, listening to my music while dancing. The schools music selection was pretty awful. Thank you Spotify!

Ok maybe they did know because they started to follow my moves, including Ethan. We waved at at each other again before getting lost in the crowd. ‘Shit! There goes my chance again! Oh wait I forgot he’s taken. Never mind.’

I felt my chest pounding. ‘I guess there’s a chance things may work out for me. I mean, I may be single but at least I’m working towards my future along with my family’s support. I sure hope I get into Blackmore but only time will tell what my future holds.’

One step at a time Tara….one step at a time

To be continued

[duck-at-midnight]

Cabin Fever

Summary: In efforts to keep Tara from catching the flu, she gets a case of cabin fever with a not so friendly reminder she has asthma.

The cold New York winter had settled in leaving the core four to remain inside as much as possible. The snow was exciting at first but had quickly grown to be annoying as the college students made their way to classes. Chad had been the first to get sick with Mindy following close behind. Kirby had brought home the flu and hadn’t been to visit in a week, and Danny hadn’t been around since illnesses were seemingly everywhere at the prison.

To Sam’s relief, Tara hasn’t picked up any illness except for cabin fever. Sam been extra careful when coming home from work being sure to shower immediately. She remembered when Tara got the flu when she was four and didn’t want the girl to relive that. It helped that Tara hadn’t been little in what felt like weeks.

“Tara, you ok?” Sam stepped out of the bathroom fully dressed, drying her hair with a towel. Not hearing a response, she called out again. “Tara?”

Looking onto the couch and seeing Tara’s legs, she approached quietly thinking the girl might be taking a nap. She saw Tara scrolling through her phone with headphones on.

Shaking her head as she sighed, she tapped on Tara’s head lightly twice.

“Hey, I didn’t realize you were home.” Tara said as she sat up.

“Just got in.” Sam said sitting next to her. Smiling as Tara pulled her hand into hers. “How are you doing today?”

She sighed with a hint of frustration. “I’m so tired of winter.”

”We’re almost through it.”

”It’s not going fast enough.” She dropped Sam’s hand to look up at her. “I miss Chad, Mindy, Kirby, and Danny.”

Sam pushed Tara’s hair back. “I know you do, and I do too.”

“Then can we invite one of them over. Chad and Mindy are better. Danny never even got sick!” The younger girl pleaded.

“Hey, calm down.” Sam said, stroking her cheek. “I just don’t want to risk either of us getting sick. I can’t miss work and we don’t know how bad it will be for you.”

”I’m fine, it’s not like I’m never going to get sick again.” Tara pointed out. “We can’t cut ourselves off.”

“I’d just really like it if neither of us get sick right now.”

With a tense silence between the sisters, Tara finally broke it. ”Fine.” She stood up and started walking towards her room. “I’m going to play Pokémon.”

Letting out a sigh as Tara shut her door and let her head fall against the couch. She knew that Tara was missing everyone. The only time she got out was for school. Sam was just as irritated over the situation as well. She wanted to see her partners.

Later that night, Sam finished cooking and opened Tara’s bedroom door with a light knock. She smiled at her sister’s focused face as she pressed buttons on her switch.

“Hey, ready to eat?”

Tara shook her head. “Not hungry.” Her eyes never leaving the game.

“C’mon, Tara, it’s dinner time.” Sam said in a bit more of a stern tone.

Rolling her eyes. “Fuck off, I’m not little. I said I’m not hungry.”

“Tara, please. I know you haven’t ate since this morning.”

“Fine.” Tara said putting her switch into sleep mode and on the charger.

As the two ate in quiet, Tara was eating slowly and moving her vegetables to the other side of the plate. Sam was focused on eating but took note of Tara’s lack of appetite. “You ok?”

The small girl shrugged. “I told you, I’m not hungry.”

“Are you feeling ok?”

”Yeah, just tired.”

”Maybe if you hadn’t been staring at a screen inches from your face for the past 2 hours.” Sam teased.

Rolling her eyes playfully. “Can’t help it, I got lost and was trying to figure it out. Danny isn’t here to help.”

”You’d let Danny help you?”

”I’d be open to ideas.” Tara clarified. “I wouldn’t let him take over or tell me what happens.”

”Pretty soon, everyone will be back over and we’ll have a nice movie night. All of us.” Sam said with reassurance.

With a sad smile, Tara nodded. “I can’t wait.” The sisters shared a silent moment before Tara broke it. “Can I go back to my game now?”

Looking over her sister’s plate, Sam wishes she would eat more but accepts defeat. “Go, but let me know if you get hungry later.”

Around eleven, Sam woke up to Tara cuddling with her on the couch. The two had fallen asleep while watching a movie. Tara felt like she was boiling against her but was shivering.

“Hey, Tara, wake up.” Sam said calmly.

Her eyes blinked before she started coughing. It continued and panic was setting in for both sisters. Tara looked to Sam in a panic feeling the lack of air setting in.

Running to Tara’s room and digging through her nightstand looking for Tara’s inhaler before grabbing the orange plastic. She ran back, shaking it for Tara before handing it to her sister who puffed it in her mouth.

Both looked in horror when the medicine didn’t dispense.

“Alright, Tara, breathe.” Sam said, picking her up. Her sister was trying to breathe with her coughing slowing but loudly wheezing with every breath. “It’s ok, I’m going to take care of you.” Sam started walking down the hall.

Meeting a familiar door, Sam pounded loudly on the door hoping the resident would wake up if they were sleeping. Not waiting longer than a minute, she pounded again until the door swung open.

The grumpy man looked into his girlfriend’s panicked eyes before seeing Tara wheezing against Sam’s shoulder. “What’s wrong?”

”We need a ride to the hospital.”

”What happened?” He asked putting on shoes and throwing on a jacket.

“She’s having an asthma attack and might be sick.” Sam filled him in as they started walking to his truck.

In the truck, Tara sat in Sam’s lap. Danny drives as quickly and safely as possible.

“You ok, little duck?” He asks looking over at the barely breathing girl before focusing back on the road. “We’re almost there.”

He dropped the sisters off at the Emergency Room entrance. “I’ll find a place to park and meet you inside. It’s going to be ok.”

For once in Tara’s life, she didn’t have to continue her asthma attack in the waiting room. They got put back in a room immediately with Tara receiving a steroid shot. To her displeasure, it was followed by a swap up her nose to test for the flu before having an oxygen mask put on her face.

The girl was settled on the bed watching the late night cartoons as she was breathing feeling better.

”I’ll be right back, Danny is waiting. Ok?”

She nodded with heavy eyes.

When Sam returned to the room with Danny in tow, she was surprised to see Tara bolt right up and make grabby hands at both of them. In the midst of the chaos or right as she left, it seems that Tara dropped.

Sam climbed into the bed with her younger sister letting Danny take her abandoned chair. “You feeling better?”

“Yes! When can we go home? You forgot cuddles! I miss my bed, it’s more comfortable!” Her speech seemed to be picking up before she started wheezing from the lack of oxygen.

”Woah, calm down before you have another asthma attack.” Sam reminded.

“I wanna go home!” Tara whined loudly as the doctor opened the door.

She gave a smile to Tara who tried to hide. “I see that steroid shot is already working its magic. You feel better, sweetie?”

At the little’s silence, Sam spoke up. “Yeah, it seems like she’s doing much better.”

“Good, but I’m sad to say that Tara has tested positive for the flu. I sent for a prescription for her inhaler and some steroids to keep her airways open so you don’t end up back here.”

”That sounds great, thank you.” Sam said with relief. If she didn’t have enough money for it, she’ll be sure to call Gale.

”Any questions?”

”Can I go home?” Tara asked.

”Sure can, sweetie.” She smiled. “Let’s get that monitor off you.” A nurse came in and freed Tara making her run out the door before Sam.

Danny chased after her and picked her up. “Can’t get home with us, duck.”

Once back in the truck, Tara sat in the middle seat with Danny’s phone and her thumb in her mouth. Sam joined them in the passenger seat after signing papers and collecting their belongings.

“Tara.” Sam said sternly, pulling her thumb out receiving a whine.

”Check the glove box. I think I have one in there.”

In the glove box were two pacifiers in protective cases. “Are they clean?”

”They should be. I think I found them in my pockets.”

Sticking one in Tara’s mouth before buckling her and driving back home. She leaned against Sam as she watched Scooby-Doo.

“She’s going to be so pissed when she comes out of this.” Sam said in disbelief. “But at least she’s ok. Thanks for driving us.”

“Of course, anything for my lady and duck.”

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WE NEED A ETHAN X READER VALENTINES DAY FLUFF like Ethan delivers flowers to reader and it’s super cute and then she surprises him with something and she texts the girls of the friend group and they hangout and talk about ethan. Then maybe Ethan and reader go out to dinner and he proposes to her? It would just be super cute

Okay, I know there's only an hour left on the east coast for Valentine's Day, but FUCK i was so determined to get this done. I hope you like it:)

Perfectly Perfect - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

This one is SUPER CUTE AND FLUFFY.

Part 2

Summary: Your boyfriend planned the best Valentine's Day ever.

Contains: Fluff, the occasional f-bomb.

A/N: I didn't think I was going to finish this, but I surprisingly got it done! Happy Valentine's Day, and if you don't have one, I volunteer as tribute. 💕

When you heard a knock on the door as you were snuggled up in your comforter, you didn’t want to answer it. You checked the time on your phone, seeing that it was only 7am. You put on your robe and walked to the front door of your apartment. You looked out the peephole to see your boyfriend standing there.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he said, as you opened the door.

“I have major bed head and I’m in a robe, I’m sure I look super hot right now,” you joked, noticing he was holding something behind his back. “What do you have?”

You tried to reach around him, but he backed away.

“I’ll give this to you if you admit you’re beautiful,” he smirked, as you rolled your eyes.

“Fine, I’m beautiful.”

“Thank you,” he said, pulling the bouquet of roses out from behind his back. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

“Aww babe, they’re perfect,” you smiled, pulling him into a hug. “Wait! I have something for you, too!”

You ran away from him to go upstairs and grab the gift you had for him. When you came back, you still had the roses in your hand but a box in the other.

“What did you do?” he asked as you handed him the box. He opened it to see the very expensive watch he’d been looking at for months. “Baby, this is too much.”

“You’ve been working so hard. I know you’re probably on your way to work right now…but you mean a lot to me,” you said, as he leaned down to kiss you.

“This is perfect, babe. Thank you,” he said, “But you’re right, I’m about to be late if I don’t leave right now. We’re still on for dinner, right?”

“Of course,” you said, leaning in the doorway.

“I love you,” he said, kissing you again before turning to walk away.

“I love you, too.”

You smiled as you closed the door, sliding down it, absolutely swooning over how sweet Ethan is. You smelled the roses, a silly smile on your face as you stood back up.

You searched for the right vase for it, dying to take a picture to send your friends.

As you sent the photo to the Tara and Mindy group chat, they were so excited for you.

Tara: Since you’re already up, you should shower and come over. I want to do your nails and everything before your date tonight.

You: That date is like, 12 hours away.

Tara: Don’t care. Hurry up.

You: Doesn’t Chad want to spend some time with you?

Tara: He’s going to work soon, but we’re going out after you leave for your date tonight.

You: Okay, see you soon.

You had a regular Monday through Friday job like Ethan, but he begged you to request the day off when you were both home for Christmas. He was hoping he’d get it off, too, but with a major work project being due at the end of the week, he knew there was no way. That’s when he asked Tara to take the day off. He had big plans, and he wanted her to help you get ready for them.

After you showered, you searched your room for something to wear to Tara’s, then the outfit for dinner later in the night. You gasped when you opened the closet, seeing a beautiful dress hanging up.

“How did he get this in here?” you asked yourself, pulling it out and seeing a note attached to it.

‘I wanted you to have something special to wear tonight. I was really hoping you wouldn’t check your closet…I might’ve broken into your apartment yesterday. I love you -E’

You laughed as you read the note. He knew you rarely checked your closet after a long day of work and just pulled a comfy pair of pajamas out of the dresser up against the wall in your room.

You took a picture of the dress and sent it to Tara.

You: What’s up with this?

Tara: Your boyfriend is taking you somewhere nice tonight. Don’t question it.

Tara: Why aren’t you here yet?

You: Getting dressed, be there soon

You decided on some leggings and a sweater, the temperature in February not being exactly the warmest in New York. You still couldn’t believe this was where you all decided to stay after graduating, but there’s so much to do, and you were all able to get decent jobs.

When you pulled up to Tara’s, you struggled to carry the dress, your purse, and the iced coffee you stopped to get on the way. She flung the door open, “This one’s for you,” you said, handing her one of the drinks.

“Are you crazy? What if you would’ve spilt this on the dress?!” She took the dress as well, making you huff.

“Sorry, I��m exhausted. I was planning on sleeping in today, so I binged a new show last night.”

“The coffee should wake you up, let’s go.”

“Seriously, it’s hours away,” you sighed, walking into the living room. “Jesus, are you doing my nails, or giving me a whole fucking makeover?”

You saw the stuff for nails, but you also saw stuff for hair, and so much makeup.

“I wanted us to have options. That’s why I needed you here so early,” she said, hanging the dress up on the opened closet door in the hallway. “So, Romeo showed up with roses for you this morning?” she asked as you flopped onto the couch.

“Yeah, he’s the best,” you smiled, the thought of Ethan making you instantly happy.

You heard the doorbell ring, as Tara went to answer it.

“Awh,” she said, taking flowers from the delivery guy. “Thank you!”

“Those are gorgeous!” you said from your spot on the couch as Tara stood there beaming.

“He just might get laid tonight,” she smirked, sitting the vase down on the counter. “Let’s do your nails!”

You sat there as she pushed your cuticles back and buffed your nails. “Which color do you think will look better with the dress?” she asked, handing you a store bag full of nail polish.

“Why did you buy so many?” you asked, pulling the bottles out and glancing over to the dress.

“Hey, I didn’t. This was all Ethan,” she said, as she continued to work. “He really loves you, ya know?”

“I don’t know how I got so lucky. We’ve been together for almost four years though. At this point, I think I’ll be his girlfriend forever,” you groaned, as Tara held in a laugh for how oblivious you were being.

“Hey, give him time. I know he’ll put a ring on that finger one day,” she said, before looking at the colors. “I think this one looks the best, what do you think?”

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking, too.”

After Tara finished your nails, Mindy and Anika showed up.

“Hey,” Anika said, pulling you into a hug.

“Hey, guys,” you smiled, happy to see them. “What are you two love birds doing for Valentine’s Day?”

“Well, we were thinking about matching piercings because tattoos are too cliché,” Mindy said, looking over to her girlfriend, “But our appointment isn’t for a few hours, so we wanted to stop by.”

“This is gorgeous!” Anika said, looking at the dress. “That boyfriend of yours has really gone all out today.”

“Yeah, I told him he didn’t have to go crazy with it. If I get to spend time with him, that’s all that matters.”

“That’s why he loves you so much. You don’t expect the world out of him, but he still wants to give it to you,” Tara said, pulling out her phone to order food. “What do you guys want to eat?”

You all decided on a local sandwich shop, not wanting to eat anything too crazy. The last thing you wanted was to feel more sluggish. As you sat at the table with your friends eating, you started to discuss your jobs, and how amazing it was that everyone stayed with their college sweetheart. Chad and Tara broke up once for a few weeks during junior year, but they missed each other too much. They’ve been going strong ever since.

“What time will Ethan get here?” Mindy asked, looking down at her phone.

“I think he said the reservation was for seven, but he’d pick me up from here at six.”

“We need to go to our appointment, but we’ll be back later,” Anika said, standing up.

“You guys should spend time with each other, you don’t have to help me get ready for this crazy dinner that Ethan’s probably going to spend way too much money on,” you said, as Mindy rolled her eyes.

“We have a date later tonight, and we’re leaving now to go do something together. We’ll be back.”

After they left, you checked your phone to see that it was almost two.

“I’m going to shower really quick, then we’ll do your makeup and hair,” Tara said, tossing you the tv remote.

“Seriously, take your time. I feel like you’re freaking out over nothing.”

When Tara made it upstairs, she pulled out her phone to see a text from Ethan.

Ethan: She doesn’t suspect anything, does she?

Tara: No, she has no idea.

Ethan: Perfect. I’m getting off a little early to pick up my suit and get everything ready. I need to run by the restaurant too, but I’ll be there by 6.

Tara: See you then

Tara was only gone for fifteen minutes before she joined you in the living room again.

“What are you watching?” she asked, sitting beside you.

“I don’t know, some cheesy dating show. That one wants to be with that one but she’s still in love with her ex,” you said, explaining what was going on.

“Sounds complicated,” she said, getting invested.

An hour had gone by before Tara jumped up. “Fuck, we still have stuff to do!”

The time it took for her to do your hair and makeup took almost two hours, because you were both still watching the show. She quickly hurried to do hers to get ready for her own date with Chad.

“Where are you two going tonight?” you asked, as she shrugged.

“Somewhere nice. That’s all I know.”

She was lying, thinking about Ethan’s plan. She knew exactly where she was going, and that she was probably going to be crying at the end of the night. She made a mental note to use the waterproof mascara that she used on you.

It was almost time for you to leave, so she helped you into the dress Ethan got for you. “You look beautiful!” she squealed, as you did a little spin for her.

“Yeah, he’s got good taste,” you smiled, before looking at her still in sweatpants. “What are you wearing tonight for your date?”

“Oh, it’s in the closet. I’ll change after Ethan gets here,” she said, when you heard a knock on the door.

Mindy and Anika walked in, showing off the matching rook piercings in their ears. They also had their hair and makeup done as well, but they were in normal clothes.

“I feel so overdressed,” you sighed, as Mindy smirked at Tara.

“Our outfits are in the car,” Anika said, when you heard another knock on the door.

Tara ran over to it, flinging the door open. Your heart pounded as you saw Ethan standing there in a suit that fit him very well.

“Wow,” was all he could say when he walked in and saw you. You ran up to him and hugged him.

“You look so handsome, babe.”

“I wish I could kiss you right now, but I don’t want to mess up the makeup,” he said, before Tara started to speak.

“It’s smudge-proof and long lasting, you can kiss her.”

He wasted no time, leaning down to place his lips on yours.

“You look beautiful,” he said, taking your hand in his. “We better go, I don’t want us to miss our reservation.”

“Bye, guys,” you said, waving.

They said their goodbyes as you walked towards the car. Ethan opened the door for you and shut it after you got inside. You heard a car pull up behind you, and noticed Ethan ran up to the driver’s side door.

“Fuck, Chad. I thought you weren’t going to make it in time,” Ethan said, taking the ring box from him.

“Sorry, dude. We’ll be there soon.”

Ethan slid the box in his pocket before jumping in the driver’s seat. You looked over to his hands on the wheel, noticing him wearing the watch.

“Aww, you’re wearing it,” you said, as he smiled.

“Oh, this? My best friend got it for me,” he said, focusing on driving.

When you made it to the restaurant, he gave the hostess his last name.

“Oh, the private room, right this way,” he said, leading you and Ethan through the restaurant. “We already have champagne for you, and we’re going to bring out water soon. No rush to order, take your time.”

You took in your surroundings, noticing an extra table in the otherwise ‘Private’ area, as the host called it.

“Ethan, baby, you didn’t have to do all this,” you said, feeling a little guilty that he’s probably spent a lot on the night.

“Tonight is special. Don’t feel bad,” he said, taking a sip of the champagne. “You should try yours, it’s so good.”

As the two of you sat and talked as you waited for your food, you saw people in your peripheral vision sit down at the table on the other side of the room. Ethan’s eyes stayed on you, though, because you were so invested in the conversation you were having. He didn’t want to draw attention to the fact that your friends were less than ten feet away.

After you finished eating, you saw Ethan glance over to the other table. Your eyes went wide as you looked over to see your friends, getting up to walk to the table.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, “You guys all look so nice.”

“This was all a part of Ethan’s plan,” Chad said, as you looked confused.

“Yeah, I think you should turn around,” Tara said, a huge smile on her face as a single tear slipped out.

Your heart was pounding in your chest as you saw Ethan down on one knee holding a ring box in his hand. Your hands covered your mouth as your eyes started to water.

“Baby, you mean the world to me. I have no doubt in my mind that you’re the one I’m meant to spend my life with. You made every bad day good, and every good day even better. I love you so much, will you marry me?” he asked, his voice cracking as he spoke.

“Yes!” you said, stepping closer to him. He stood up to hold you in his arms as you both cried.

“Oh shit, I almost forgot,” he said, pulling the ring out of the box and sliding it onto your finger.

His hands went to your waist as he kissed you, as your hands were on his cheeks. Your friends were cheering in the background, all so excited for the two of you.

“Wait,” you said, pulling away and turning back to the other table. “You knew the whole time he was going to do this?!”

“I don’t know how you didn’t pick up on it,” Tara laughed, “But I’m happy I was able to help you get ready for today. And we’re all so happy we could be here tonight.”

“I wouldn’t want this to be any other way,” you said, hugging her. “Thank you.”

Chad high-fived Ethan, congratulating him as everyone talked amongst themselves.

“Hey babe?” Ethan asked, wrapping his arms around you. “I’m sorry I made you wait so long. I knew I wanted to marry you after the first year.”

“It’s okay, I wouldn’t want this any other way,” you smiled, “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

[krikeymate]

Thinking of how nervous Sam had sounded at the beginning of 6 when she called Tara and said. “You’re supposed to answer when I call. I was thinking we could make dinner together. If you want.”

and then the idea of Sam being attacked by Ghostface after she leaves that voicemail popped up. Sam is killed and no one finds out until hours later.

Tara never returns her call.

Tara gets home after Chad saves her from DR Frankie and she asks Quinn if she’s seen Sam but Quinn shrugs and says she never came home.

Tara finally listens to the voicemail and feels a bit guilty hearing it but then worried when she realizes that Sam should be home by now. Cue Quinn telling her to come into the living room and Tara comes out to see Sam’s picture on the television and details about Samantha Carpenter being brutally murdered.

Hey Bailey, fuck you. 💔

Tara storms home with an apologetic Chad on her tail, the rest of their friends trailing behind. She ignores him, furious about the scene he caused and the attention he drew to them. Tara's not some child who can't make her own decisions, how dare he try to control her, how dare he.

How dare he think that "Sam asked me to look out for you!" was any sort of explanation, that it was reasonable or acceptable. She's going to kill him, and then she's going to kill Sam. Sam who can't stay out of her business or let her have some freedom for one goddamn second. Tara doesn't need to be monitored every fucking moment of the fucking day!

She slams the door in Chad's face. She's not dealing with him tonight.

Tara throws herself onto her bed and smothers herself with her pillow, screaming into the material. She's angry, but mostly she's angry at herself. How could she put herself in that situation? One where she needs to be saved from. Tara's spent all this time talking about how she's not a victim, and she goes and tries to make herself one. Eugh.

She allows herself to be distracted by the buzzing of her phone. She flips through the texts from her friends, sighs at her twitter notifications blowing up, and ah, winces at the missed call from Sam.

You know you're supposed to pick up when I call. I got out of therapy early, so I was thinking maybe we cook dinner tonight. If you want. I'll see you soon.

Great. Now Tara feels guilty about this too. Another apology she needs to make.

She rolls out of bed to knock on Sam's door. "Sam?" she calls, cracking it open and peering in. The room is dark and empty.

She checks the living space next, but there's only Quinn on the couch watching TV, flipping through the channels.

Frowning, she checks the time on her phone and tries to call her instead. Sam doesn't pick up.

You know you're supposed to pick up when I call, Tara teases, leaving a message. Call me back, where are you? I'm sorry I missed your call earlier, I was out. I'm sure your little informants will tell you all about it tomorrow.

Love you, she adds as an afterthought to delay putting down the phone in the hope Sam will suddenly pick up.

"Tara?" Quinn calls from the living room. She sounds... alarmed.

"What's up," she asks, walking back into the room. Quinn looks at her, shocked, and turns her head back to the TV, clicking the volume up on the remote.

The phone drops from Tara's hand as her vision narrows in on the television screen. She can hear Quinn talking to her in the background, a phone ringing, but all she can focus on is the voice of the reporter on the TV.

Standing in front of a shocking scene...

A woman now confirmed to be Samantha Carpenter...

The police have not revealed any other details however...

The following video has been circulating online. Warning, this footage is not for the faint of heart...

Sam is- Sam- she.

Tara falls to her knees.

[sunnyie-eve]

Loosing the Closest(pt.2)

Series: Fondness | Scream

Paring: (Chad Meeks-Martin x OFC Hicks! Ethan Landry x OFC Hicks!)

Word Count: 1734

Warnings: language, mention of attack, mention of death, death,

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"Did Mindy send you the text too?" Wes asks as Lexi came downstairs.

"Yeah, wonder what Sam wants to tell us."

When they get to the Meeks-Martin house Mindy lets them in, "We're just waiting on Liv and Amber then Sam." Mindy tells them.

Walking into the living room Chad looks at her so she sits on the other sofa away from him, "Still mad at me?" He looks over at her. She doesn't say anything to him, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have butted in."

"Thank you." She says so he gives her a smile.

Once everyone shows up Sam makes her speech about her real dad being Billy Loomis.

"So let me get this straight? You're saying that you're the daughter of Billy Loomis, and one of us is the killer?" Chad asks.

"The killer told me he knew my secret. He attacked Tara to lure me back here."

"But then why immediately go and murder some douche-nozzle that was stalking Liv and Lexi?" Chad asks.

"And why does it have to be one of us? What about Deputy Dewey here? Maybe he's the killer. No offense." Wes speaks up.

"None taken, but what's my motive?" Dewey asks.

"You got stabbed a billion times, got dumped by your famous wife, and crawled into the bottle. I think it's safe to say you're on the suspect list."

"Well, maybe you're the killer. Because that cut deep." Dewey tells Wes.

"That was rude Wes. And still doesn't make complete sense. Taking in Dewey's physical movement... he couldn't attack anyone." Lexi adds.

"That douche-nozzle is connected. I googled him. His mom is Leslie Macher. Stu Macher's sister." Amber speaks up.

"Who's Stu Macher?" Liv asks.

"He was Billy Loomis's accomplice. They were friends. He was the crazy one. He didn't have a motive. He did it just for fun." Lexi tells everyone.

"You know a lot." Mindy turns her head to look at her.

"I like to know the history of our town. And I wrote a paper in the killers for a project."

"So the first three attire all in people related to the original killers." Sam says so Mindy goes on her long rant on requels and talks about who next being related to the original.

"Mindy, I doubt Wes and I are safe. They're still going after people related to people who are part of the story. Not just the originals. Vince, Stu. Sam, Billy. You and Chad, Randy. Wes and I, our mom. Liv is a McKenzie... The McKenzies were the nearest neighbors to the Becker Residence. Amber lives in Stu's house."

Mindy goes on to say Sam makes sense being the killer so she rushes out pissed.

Wes and Lexi head back home their mom startles Wes while she holds a knife, "Are you guys being safe out there?" She asks them.

"To the point where all of our friends mock us, yes." Wes tells her.

"Good."

"What's for dinner?" Lexi asks as she gets a text from Chad.

"Sushi. I was just leaving to pick it up."

"Why don't you just Postmates it?" Wes asks her while Lexi was texting Chad back.

"Oh, it gets all smooshly by the time it's here. I know you hate that. Go take a shower. I'll be back soon." Their mom tells them.

"I promise to be back before you get home. I have to go meet with Chad. He wants to apologize more so we're meeting each other halfway." Lexi opens the door and before her mother can speak she speaks up, "I have my taser and pepper spray. Don't worry. I love you both." She shouts so they shout it back.

As Lexi was blocks away from home her mom honks passing her and waving making her laugh. A lot of people thought Judy Hicks was a little over the top with her bubbly personality but Lexi loved it. She was super closer to her mom and brother. They were all they had since their father was shit and left their mom there to raise them alone.

"You walking yet?" Chad calls Lexi.

"Yes, I'm walking I'll be halfway in a few more minutes. Why couldn't you have thought about this when I was over not too long ago?"

"I'm a little slow at times. You know this." He laughs, "You got your protection with you?"

"Of course. I like to be safe and my mother would kill me if I left home without it." She laughs.

"Very true. You and Wes are such mommy's girl and mommy's boy."

"Hey! She's the only parent we got dude." She says as she hears a siren and watches her mother speed by going back towards their house.

"What was that?" Chad asks as she stops walking.

"My mom left to get dinner and just sped past going back the way towards home." She says then she thinks the worst, "Oh my god! Wes is home alone!" She panics.

"Le-," She hangs up on Chad putting her phone away and running home as fast as she could.

When she gets in view she sees her mom's car with the lights will in and the door wide open, "MOM!" Lexi runs across the street and sees her mother's body laying in the walkway. "MOM!" She cries out running over to her side, "Mom! Mom!" She checks for a pulse and gets nothing. "WES!" She gets up running for the front door and opens it but something was on the other side of the door. She pushes it more and has enough room to see Wes dead on the floor making her cry out louder. "Wes! No." She squeezes through bending down grabbing him to see his neck.

"No, no, no, no." She screams out hearing more sirens get closer.

When the other helped arrived they had to help walk Lexi away from the house because she kept crying no she can't leave them. "Can you tell us what happened again?" A Deputy asks her as she stares at her dry bloody hands.

"Mom left to get dinner and I left to meet a friend leaving Wes alone. When I was almost to my friend's mom sped past and I thought the worst. I got here and saw it was the worst." She cries.

"LEXI!" Chad runs into view and then over to her so she runs to him sobbing into his chest.

"I shouldn't have left to meet you. I should have been with Wes."

"No, you could have been killed too. Let's just go to my house. You can stay with us." He rubs her back.

"I can't. And I should've died with my family."

"Lexi." He sighs hugging her.

"Go home, Chad. I can't leave and they said they will take me to the station for safety. I'll be fine." She pulls out of the hug.

"Just be safe please." He kisses the top of her head.

"You too." She watches him jog home. "Sam." She sees her after another deputy told her sorry about Wes and Judy.

"Lexi." Sam was glad to see she was alright so Lexi ran over to hug her.

"I should have been here to die too or to help them." Lexi cries to her.

"Excuse me." Gale walks over making the girls look at her. "Lexi." Gale looks at her.

Lexi didn't want to say a word to her knowing how she was always writing about all the attacks, "I'm not talking about my mother and brother to you so you can write another book." Lexi cries walking off some.

While she sits alone on a crib she hears Sam says Tara was alone so she follows her, "No, Lexi. You're family..."

"Is gone. I lost them and I'm not losing my best friend too. So I'm going with you." Lexi gets in the backseat and Dewey gets the passenger seat.

Sam gets a call from Richie but Ghostface comes through saying she had to pick between Tara and Richie so Sam stalls on the phone so they can make it on time.

In the hospital, Lexi helps Sam with Tara while Dewey went to go get Richie but gets attacked for a minute then goes back, "Dewey!" Lexi and Sam shout as he closes the elevator.

The news of Dewey getting murdered upsets Lexi since she knew him well and when Gale got to the hospital Lexi actually comforted her.

"Gale." They hear and look over to see Sidney.

Gale and her hug while Lexi was sitting down, "Hi Sydney." Lexi gives her a weak smile.

"Last time I saw you, you were so tiny." Sydney goes to give her a hug.

In 2011 Sydney saw and met Lexi when she was just seven years old. When she was at the police department, Judy sometimes had Lexi with her since she would always beg to go to work with her. Then after the attacks is when she really met her and told her how her mommy helped with the killer. That story made Lexi idolize her mother when she was younger.

"Well, I'm 18, not 7." Lexi hugs her back.

"I'm sorry about your family." Sydney tells her.

"Thank you." She walks off to go with Sam to see Tara awake.

Lexi waits with Richie while Sam talks to Tara alone for a bit. "I find it hard to believe you have never seen Stab until now. It's a popular franchise."

"Don't care for horror movies." He tells her.

"I doubt that. You look like the type. Mr. Plaid."

"What?" He looks at her.

"Killers of every attack throughout the years usually wear plaid. During my research and finding pictures of the killers they all wore plaid. You wear plaid, Richie." She glares at him.

"You're crazy."

"Am I?" She crosses her arms.

"Yes. You can't think straight because you just lost your family so now you are pointing fingers." He tells her.

"No, I just don't trust you." She says before Sam lets her go talk to Tara.

"Come here." Tara opens her arms for Lexi to cry into them, "I'm so sorry."

"I have no one. My mom and Wes are gone. I found them."

"You're not alone, Lexi. You have me still. You can come with Sam and me." Tara pulls back from the hug, "You're my best friend. Why more than Amber. Just don't tell her I said that." They both laugh.

[samcscreams]

Chads homework Crisis

It’s about 7:30 on a Thursday. Sams just getting home from work to an empty apartment. Tara and Mindy have their film studies class tonight which goes until about 9:30. Sam isn’t too keen on a night class but it was the only film class with two vacancies. As Sam was getting out of her work clothes and into something more comfortable she’s startled by panicked knocking at the front door. “Sam, Sam, Sam. Oh please be home” she heard Chad say from the other side. Her heart dropped why would Chad be freaking out at their door. Her mind immediately goes to worst case scenarios involving Tara. She opens the door quick as if she’s now in a panic. “What. What happened. Is someone hurt?” She said wide eyed looking at Chad as he hurries inside. He turns to look back at her confused he says “what no. I need your help. I know I normally go to Tara or Mindy with this but they have class and you’re the only other person I trust.” He said sheepishly. Sam sensed his embarrassment. “Hey it’s okay what can I help with?” She asked calming down. “Well I have this paper due. And I pretty much have it done but well you’re the only one who’s available and actually knows I’m dyslexic so I was wondering if you could help me finish it.” He said with a dopey grin. Sam thought to herself for a moment. I mean ya she’s helped him before but it was with minor stuff. she would spell a word for him or read something to see if it makes sense. Shes never actually sat down with him to fix his papers. Tara and Mindy were always around to do so. I mean she only has a high school diploma what if she can’t help him enough to pass. An expression of worry crossed her face. “Hey if it’s too much of an ask I can just try it myself. Don’t worry about me” Chad said as he headed for the door. Sam grabbed his arm before he could even take a step. “Oh no we’re doing this. And we are gonna get you that A” she said as all her doubt turned to determination. “Fuck ya” he said. They both sat at the dining room table. Notes and paper covering every inch of the table. Lap top open with a million tabs and it’s already on a charger. 9:45 hits and Tara comes back from class. “Sam I’m home” she says as she walks through the door and stumbles upon Sam and Chad super focused on a lap top screen. “Um hello?” Tara says again as she didn’t get a response the first time. “Oh sorry hi. wait what time is it? I didn’t make dinner yet. How was class?” Sam said in a fluster looking around for her phone. “No worries I ate before class. What are you two doing?” Tara asked extremely confused. “Paper” Chad said as he finally broke concentration from the laptop. “Ahh I see I’ll let you get back to it then” Tara said as she walked to her room. Chad looked to Sam who was already back at it. “Maybe we should ask her for—“ Sam cut him off before he could finish “No we got this” Sam said as she gave Chad a look that sent chills through his spine. They spent hours checking sources and proper MLA formats. Reading the paper back and forth to each other to make sure it made sense. Around 3am though blood shot eyes and shaky hands Chad looked to Sam. “I think this might be the best paper ever written” he said. “It fucking better be.” Sam added before putting her head down on the table and passing out. Chad walked to the couch and crashed.

In the morning Tara walked back out into the living room to see Sam still alseep at the table and Chad sprawled out on the couch. Knowing both of there schedules she grabbed a pot lid and wooden spoon. She bangs them together “Wakey wakey we got places to go and people to see” both Sam and Chad jump to there feet “What the fuck Tara” said Chad as he try’s to rub the sleep from his eyes. Sam glares at Tara but doesn’t say anything as she technically wasn’t in the wrong. However as Sam realizes the time she looks to Chad. “Chad your paper. your class is at 10” she exclaimed. The clock read 9:45. Chad scrambles to check his phone which had died in the night. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He said as he ran around the apartment collecting all his things. Sam helped as best she could. And before anyone could saying anything else he was gone. “Thanks for the wake up call. Even though…” Sam said gesturing to the pot and spoon still in Tara’s hand. “You’re welcome” Tara said with a shit eating grin.

About a week and a half pass. Mindy, Anika, Tara and Sam are at the apartment watching a movie. When Chad busts through the front door. “SAM, SAM, SAM!” He says trying to catch his breath. He looks as if he ran all the way there. “Whoa there big guy” Anika says as she goes to pause the movie. Sam gets up and walks towards Chad who is now on the floor digging through his back pack. As she gets closer he hold a paper in his hands as if he was presenting her with an Award. She grabbed the paper from his hands and she scanned it over. In big bold red pen read A+ 100%. “You got an A!” She beamed at him. “Oh no no no. WE got an A” he said as he went in for a hug but then hesitated knowing Sam isn’t too big on physical touch from anyone, but Tara. Sam however was to happy to care she met Chad half way for the biggest celebratory hug in the world. Just then Mindy walks over and snatched the A+ paper from Sam’s hand. “My brother got an 100% on a paper? In college? Oh my god it must be the end of the world” she said being extremely over dramatic. Chad snatched the paper back “ya with no thanks to you” he said giving her a little shove. “I have the perfect spot for that.” Sam said as she grabbed the paper and headed towards the kitchen. “Ta Da” she sings as she backs away from the fridge with Chads paper hanging proudly as a parent would hang their child’s drawings. “Aww that’s so cute” Tara added “Wow what an honor.” Said Chad as he walked closer to the fridge. “ I just want to thank my mom and dad for giving me this opportunity. And most importantly Sam for sticking it out through the night.” he says as if he’s giving an award acceptance speech. “Well it looks as though you don’t need us anymore” Tara said “Yep I don’t need either of you anymore. I got Sam for every assignment now” Chad said happily as he puts his arm around her. Sams eyes widen realizing what she’s gotten herself into. “Haha have fun with that” Tara teases as she and Mindy walk back to the living room. Chad looks confused and turns to Sam. “What” he says looking at Sam. She sighs taking pity on him “Nothing buddy come on” she says as she walks Chad to the couch to finish the movie.

Disclaimer* I am also actually dyslexic. So if anything is spelled wrong or if I have poor grammar, Cut me some slack plz. But anyway hope you enjoyed this!