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BRATS (1) — COREY CUNNINGHAM

SUMMARY: Corey comes over to your house on Halloween with bad news.

WARNING(S): Fluff.

WORD COUNT: 807

PAIRING: Corey Cunningham x fem!Reader  

A/N: Hope you enjoy it! ♡ Feedback is always welcomed!

MASTERLIST | PART 2

You had opened the door and behind it stood Corey with that cute smile of his. “Oh god, what now?” You groaned.

“W-What? What do you mean?” Corey was flabbergasted.

“You’re doing you’re ‘I can’t hang out tonight’ smile.” You rolled your eyes as he brushed past you inside your home. “You’re gonna try and butter me up to let me down easy like always.” You closed the door by leaning back into it. You crossed your arms over your chest as he removed his backpack. He set it on top of the hallway table, unzipping it to pull something out. 

“What?” He scoffed. “I don’t butter you up!”

“Then what’s in the bag?” You smirked. Corey grimaced, looking away nervously. He could never look you in the eye. That was his tell.

He sighed and pulled out a bag of chocolates. A combination of Reese’s pieces and kit kats. To top it off, your favorite drink from the gas station. He guiltly stepped closer to you, showing you his offerings, with those stupid doe eyes of his. “So we can’t do our traditional movie night tonight...” 

“Corey!” You whined.

“Mrs. Allen called me and asked if I could babysit her son, Jeremy tonight!” He looked down at his shoes.

“And you told her no right, cause I’m your best friend, and you love me?” You flail your arms around. 

“I brought you your special snacks, what do you think?” He glanced down at your full hands. 

“You get me this stuff any other day!” You exclaimed. “Corey, no, we were supposed to get fat and eat all the candy I bought.” You looked past him to the set up in your living room. “It’s Halloween bitch!” You smacked him with the bag of chocolates.

“Ow! Okay, I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” He smiled at you. “It’s just that I could really use the money. You know I’m trying to save up for coll-”

“College. Yeah, yeah I know, whatever, fine.” You sighed, giving into him. “Go take care of the little brat then.” You stared off to the side. You didn’t want to give Corey the satisfaction that you were letting him off the hook. 

“Thank you...” He sang. Tilting his head to try and meet your eyes. Your stubborn exterior was hard to get past. “Thank you, Y/n.” He cooed as he pressed a sweet little peck on your cheek. Your friendship was known for its acts of physical touch. Your own way of telling each other how much you loved one another. Your hard exterior fell when Corey caught on to you trying to fight off a smile. “There’s that smile!”

“Ugh, you’re so annoying.” You laughed, pushing him away. “You owe me five movies.”

“Make it six.” He went over to close his bag, getting ready to leave. You bit your lip, nodding. “I wanted to hang out too.”

“Then don’t go.” You pleaded.

He only shook his head and walked over to you in front of the door. “I already said I would, but I didn’t want to go without making sure you wouldn’t get mad at me.”

“I am mad!” You said with a smile. “One little brat can do fine on his own without Corey Cunningham, on Halloween of all days. You’re mine!” You were only joking around, but Corey couldn’t help but feel his heart skip. He wanted nothing more than to be called yours. Truly yours. 

“Yours?” He smirked.

“Your brat’s waiting!” You opened the door and gestured to him to leave. Corey only laughed at your antics. Your general nature was to be blunt to avoid having to explain what you and him really were. He saw right through you. His question got to you. “Don’t want to ruin your good boy image by being late now.”

“So tomorrow then?” He walked past the threshold onto the front porch. “Seven? Eight-thirty?” He laughed, completely disregarding your snarky comments. “Six movies, and getting fat was it?”

“I hope he’s worth the pain you’ve caused me...”

“Okay, seven movies then.” Corey emitted a laugh. 

“It’s too late...” You looked away dramatically. “The damage is done!” You slammed the door in his face. 

“Three, two...” Corey quietly counted down.

The front door creaked open slightly. Corey titled his head to catch sight of your face peeking out from behind it. He only smiled and waited for you to respond.

“Make it eight o’clock.” You pouted with a grumpy face. 

“On the dot, peaches.” He nodded.

You finally looked up at him. You offered him a smile. “Say hi to your brat for me.”

“His name’s Jeremy.” He started walking down the steps, calling out over his shoulder.

“Whatever!”

“I love you, stupid!” He began.

“I love you too, bitch!” You yelled back.

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slashers:

👻• michael myers (og, older, rz) and corey cunningham from halloween

👻• bo, vincent and lester sinclair from house of wax

👻• patrick bateman from american psycho

👻• herbert west from re-animator

👻• brahms heelshire from the boy

👻• charles lee ray (human and doll) from child's play

👻• billy lenz from black christmas

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👻• jason vorhees from friday 13th

👻• jesse cromeans from laid to rest

👻• asa emory from the collector/collection

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👻• ale delarge from a clockwork orange

👻• freddy krueger from nightmare on elm street

👻• john kramer (platonic only) from saw

👻• thomas hewitt and bubba sawyer from texas chainsaw massacre

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👻• oliver quick from saltburn

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Hey I have two requests because I was so terribly torn and couldn’t decided between then two hahaaa

Corey Cunningham SFW #19 / NSFW #9

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Of course request as much as you want <3 I wasn’t sure if this was separate or together so I’m just making 2 different oneshots. Or of course if you want I could make it a 2 part story.

Definitely not

Corey Cunningham X Gender neutral reader

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Summary: Corey had a bad day and you gotta show him how important he is.

Warning/contains: comfort fluff, bit of angst, mentions of blood and needles, Corey and his chocolate milk

Word count:1.2k

Prompt: 19: “Is there something wrong with me?”

A/n: give me more fluff to write its so much easier (I still will write smut dw)

He didn’t know where else to go. Your apartment was all he could think of. He didn’t feel like going to some hospital for a cut on the hand. His hand was cut up worse than he wanted to believe but you were at the top of his mind. All because of his chocolate milk bottle. Well and because some kids jumped him.

Riding his bike to your place was the hardest thing ever. He was used to getting hurt all the time but, it still was so painful.

He was now stumbling to your apartment door. His right hand went up to knock on your door quickly before going back to holding underneath his left one. He stared at the floor while he heard you walk to the door.His curls covered a little bit of his glasses.

It was late in the day and you still were in more pajama like clothes. All you had been doing today was reading on your couch. Once you heard the knock you set your book down on the coffee table and stood up.

You accidentally knocked over some stuff in the process which Corey heard through the door. You opened the door and saw him. His bloody hand also covered in dirt, his guilty looking face as if he did anything wrong…

“Oh Corey…” you frowned. “What am I gonna do with you.” You quickly rushed him inside and made him sit at your kitchen table. You shut the door and looked around your kitchen for your first-aid kit. Along with that you grabbed some other bandages and tweezers to remove the glass. You placed everything on the table. You sat down next to him and moved his hand so you could see it better. “Why didn’t you go to the ER?” You asked as you grabbed the tweezers. “This is gonna hurt.” You mumbled.

“I didn’t want to go-“ he let out a hiss a pain. You let out a quick “sorry.” And he continued. “And you were all I could think of.” You sighed. What were you gonna do with him? You always thought in these types of moments.

“Don’t tell me you road your bike here.” You joked but Corey stayed quiet. “Oh my gosh you did didn’t you?” You raised your eye brows. You took out another bit of glass. He frowned even more if that was even possible. The look was just so sad “Look I’m not mad okay.” You stopped with his hand for a second. “Just.. you need to take care of yourself more. I just love you and I don’t want you getting hurt so bad.”

You love him. He felt his heart swell at those words.

“I love you too and I know..  but I just hate public spaces. Stuff like this happens.” he motioned to the cut. You nodded as you cleaned up the wound. You knew of course the hospital would never treat him this way. Even if they thought he was a child killer (which he wasn’t) they would till have to help him.

Silence soon overcame the room. A comfortable silence at least. You finished cleaning up his hand and now was time for the hard part.. Stitches.

You hated doing them. You’ve patched Corey up tons of other times and some like this. To the point of stitches.

“Tell me about the rest of your day. Before this.” You motioned to his hand. You wanted him to talk while you fixed up his hand because this part was the worst.

“Well I might get a motorbike soon.” He mumbled before letting out a whimper as the needle pierced his skin. He tried to think about the rest of his day so far but nothing else really happened. Nothing came to mind

“Your gonna have to teach me how to ride it.” You continued, making him try to scrunch up his hand. “I know I know.” Your other hand held his in place. Once again silence consumed the room. The air felt thick. As if there was some sort of tension. You weren’t sure how to exactly comfort him in this situation. You wanted to tell him you knew what it felt like and you understood but you really didn’t.

You didn’t get framed for murder then get treated like shit for the rest of your life. You wanted to treat him them best and help him but you didn’t know how to help in a encouraging sense.

“Is there something wrong with me?” He broke the silence.” He broke the silence. Your eyes snapped upwards to meet his. Why would he ask that? “I know I’m considered the town freak but.. I mean besides that. Is there just something I’m missing? Something I’m doing wrong compared to other people?” You set the needle down as you were finished with it. His eyes looked like they started glisten with tears.

“Corey no.” You gently held his hand being sure not to hurt it. “Nothing could ever be wrong on you. They pick on you because they have nothing better to do. You can’t be listening to whatever they’re saying.” You removed your hand and started wrapping his hand with bandage. The material was soft and easy so it should add some sort of comfort for his hand. “If they get the better of you the world will never know the truth. That your not a murderer.” Adding layers to his hand until it seemed to be okay.

He stayed silent. He didn’t really know how to respond to that kind of pep talk. And you completely understood him. You leaned over and kissed his forehead then his lips. You embraced him a small hug.

After your hug, you cleaned up the blood covered wipes you and you put away all your tools. All your anxiety went down when you saw Corey’s it’s a relaxed face. You were always afraid to hurt him even more.

You got up from your seat and walked to the fridge. Something that always cheered him up was chocolate milk. And since he wounded himself just trying to get a bottle of some I figured that definitely wouldn’t happen this time. I always kept it in the fridge for when Corey would come over and well because it’s a amazing drink.

He would go on rants for minutes about the stuff. It was honestly so adorable to hear him talk about it. You poured him a glass and put it next to him. You also added one of those colorful straws you bought a while ago out of impulse.

“Your not gonna break this on my other hand are you?” He joked cracking a small smile. You shook your head and smiled.

“Of course not. Do you want a paper cup to make you feel better?”

“No no. Thank you.” You walked next to him and held him. His cheek pressed against your stomach.

“I love you so much Corey.” You ran your fingers through his curls. “Your so important to me I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

He was speechless. Never in his life did he feel as important as he did when he was in your arms. It was the best feeling in the world. Now he knew what people meant when they said love was the strongest power.

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Dead by Daylight:

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Random Oneshots

by SnowDove1991

AU- Random Oneshots from my Crazy Fandom mind, aka oneshots I want to see more of since some or most of the pairings have practically no stories and some have none at all.....I'm looking at you Stay Alive and Scary Stories to tell in the dark.

Words: 1155, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: An American Werewolf in Paris (1997), Back to the Future (Movies), Better Watch Out (2016), Fear Street Trilogy (TV), Halloween (Movies - Green), Jeepers Creepers (Movies), My Bloody Valentine (2009), Pretty In Pink (1986), Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark (2019), Stay Alive (2006), Summer of 84 (2018), The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (Movies), The Boy Next Door (2015), The Cleansing Hour (2019), The Forsaken (2001), The Hitcher (2007), Karate Kid (Movies), The Notebook (2004), The Stepfather (2009), Titanic (1997), Underworld (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Underage

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Kevin Peterson/Noah Sandborn, Andy McDermott/Chris, Andy McDermott/Claude, Marty McFly/Biff Tannen, Luke Lerner/Ricky, Luke Lerner/Jeremy, Kurt/Tommy Slater, Nicholas "Nick Good/Simon Kalivoda, Corey Cunningham/Cameron Elam, Corey Cunningham/Terry, Andy "Bucky" Buck/Dante Belasco, Darry Jenner/Scott "Scotty" Braddock, Tom Hanniger/Axel Palmer, Duckie Dale/Blane McDonnagh, Duckie Dale/Steff McKee, Tommy Milner/Ramón Morales, Swink Sylvania/Phineus Bantum, Hutch O'Neill/Swink Sylvania, Davey Armstrong/Tommy "Eats" Eaton, Andy/Kemper (Texas Chainsaw Massacre), Darryl/Ryan (Texas Chainsaw Massacre), Carl Hartman/Kenny (Texas Chainsaw Massacre), Richter/Dante Spivey (Texas Chainsaw Massacre), Drew/Max (The Cleansing Hour), Kit/Sean (The Forsaken), Jim Halsey/John Ryder, Daniel LaRusso/Johnny Lawrence, Noah Calhoun/Lon Hammond Jr., Michael Harding/The Stepfather, Jack Dawson/Caledon Hockley, David/Lucian (Underworld), Varga/Gregor (Underworld)

Additional Tags: Consensual Underage Sex, Hurt/Comfort, Mates, Time Travel, Older Man/Younger Man, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe, Dark, Punishment, Sexual Content, Disney References, Crossover, Love Confessions, Falling In Love, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Obsession, Claiming, Alternate Universe - Mental Institution, Love/Hate, Enemies to Lovers, Moral Dilemmas, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/43174059

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NO MORE BRATS (2) — COREY CUNNINGHAM

SUMMARY: After that Halloween night, you have to wait a whole year to touch and hold Corey again.

WARNING(S): Angst, fluff, mentions of death.

WORD COUNT: 1,142

PAIRING: Corey Cunningham x fem!Reader  

A/N: Hope you enjoy it! ♡ Feedback is always welcomed!

MASTERLIST | PART 1

You had imagined how your Halloween night could have gone, but you never would have guessed receiving a call from Corey’s mother crying how he had been arrested for manslaughter. You could have laughed right then and there when you heard her speak into the phone, but after further explaining that Mrs. Allen’s son Jeremy was dead. The brat you had mocked and gotten angry with for taking Corey away from your traditional night of horror films. Well, it felt like a massive slap across the face, and now the repercussions were being faced by Corey.

You weren’t prepared for the aftermath that struck. After Michael Myers disappeared, everyone shifted their fear and hatred towards your best friend. Someone who you knew to be good and pure hearted. Your Corey. Your introverted and socially awkward best friend was now labeled and considered Haddonfield’s new boogeyman, their new freak. It wasn’t fair.

You had reached for the telephone on the hook the same time as he did. You offered a smile as you greeted the dork you loved so much.

“Hey, bitch.” Your tone was soft and not at all harsh. He didn’t need you teasing him while doing a year. He needed you, needed a familiar face, and you were just that.

“H-Hey, stupid.” He teared up. A hearty laugh falling past his lips. You pressed the phone closer to your ear wanting to hear more of his voice. You let your eyes roam, taking in the new bruise painting the left side of his cheek and a cut on his chapped lips. He looked worse than when he did during your last visit. You didn’t want to bring attention to it, no matter how much it pained you. So you averted your gaze north. His hair was an unruly mess of curls. You hadn’t seen his natural hair ever since he discovered hair gel. Yet you knew inmates weren’t exactly living or being treated luxuriously.

“I see you let off on the hair gel.” You teased him. Your free hand played with the cord of the phone. “I like the curls. You should let your hair naturally be.”

“Yeah?” He perked up, subconsciously running a hand through his hair. “I-I was going for something different.”

“Oh yeah?” You played along. “Well, at least you didn’t shave it all off. I don’t think I could handle you without your hair.”

“I don’t think I could either…” He trailed off looking down.

Another thing you had noticed. “Hey, what happened to your glasses?” You slowly scooted your hand against the glass dividing you two.

Corey couldn’t meet your eyes.

“Corey?” You grew worried.

“They broke them…” He finally said.

“They? As in the ones who did that to you?” You couldn’t let it go. Not when he was suffering. You raised your arm higher tapping the spot where your finger aligned with his cheek.

“It doesn’t even hurt-“ Corey began to deny. Shaking his head for your sake.

“Cut the bullshit, Corey. Your pain is valid. If you’re hurting, then tell me.”

Corey slowly raised his head. He bit his lip. Then slowly gave in. His small nod in confirmation was all you needed. You closed your eyes.

“I hate this! I hate seeing you in pain. It’s not fair!” You exclaimed.

“It’s just two more months.” He reminded you.

“Yeah…”

“How are you?”

You looked up and narrowed your eyes. “I’m not the one behind bars Corey. I’m okay, really. How are you?” Here you were doing your avoidance thing. You weren’t here to talk about you.

“No seriously, tell me anything. It’ll make my day. What did you eat for breakfast?” He leaned foward pressing his head on the glass.

You sighed. “Breakfast?”

“Mmhm.” Corey nodded, urging you to go on.

“You know those chocolate chip pancakes with the-“

“Whip cream and syrup. God, that sounds so good!” He beamed. “You’ll have to make me some when I get out.”

You nodded furiously. Tearing up as you placed your hand flat against the glass. Corey leaned back and placed his hand flat over yours. “I’ll make you all the pancakes in the world…and so much more.” You gave a small smile. “God, I miss your touch. I just want to hug you so bad.”

“Two more months, peaches. Think you can wait till then?”

“We’ve made it this far right?” You beamed. “I’ll pick you up. I may or may not have gotten the car I’ve been wanting.”

“No way!” Corey’s mouth was agape.

“Yeah!” You spent the rest of your visiting hours talking about everything and anything, not wanting to let the conversation die down. You cherished every second with Corey.

Before you knew it those two remaining months had passed and Corey was let out. His heart skipped when the gate slid open and there you were perched up against your car. Your smile reached your eyes as he ran up to you. Enveloping you in a massive hug. His face falling into the crook of your neck. Inhaling your signature scent, and finally letting himself relax. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders pushing him against you closer. Your hands gripped and held onto his locks. You melted into his arms as he placed several pecks on your neck, then a few against your temple.

“Let’s get you home yeah, you stink?”

“Do I?” He smirked. Smelling into his elbow of his blue jacket. Then opening the flap and pulling you into it. You shoved him playfully trying to get away, but you wanted nothing more than to hold him longer. You were at arms length but something in you told you to finally take the first initiative. The first step into what you were holding back on. After a year of not being able to touch and hold Corey. You knew then and there you didn’t want to befriend that feeling ever again. It sucked ass, and now you were given a second chance to start something with him. You reached up and gripped the lapels of his jacket. Tugging them down. Corey followed and sighed as your lips molded together. Corey reached and let his hands roam your body, as you tugged and pulled on him and his locks.

“I meant what I said that night…” You pressed a hand on Corey’s chest to stop him in the midst of chasing your lips. “You’re mine.”

“Yours?” He hummed in amusement.

“I don’t want to lose you again.”

“You won’t. I promise you.” Satisfied with his response. You smirked, leaning forward to tug on his bottom lip. Corey tried to take a nip of yours, but you only teased and made him chase you some more.

“No more brats, okay.”

“No more brats.” He agreed, melting in your arms as he pressed your waist against your car’s hood.

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A TOUCHY FEELING — COREY CUNNINGHAM

REQUEST: Last Corey fic was really good <3 maybe a fic that dives deeper into Corey being really touchy (not sexually) with the reader and overall being really physically affectionate?

WARNING(S): Fluff

WORD COUNT: 2,662

PAIRING: Corey Cunningham x fem!Reader  

A/N: I hope you enjoy it! Feedback is always welcomed!

MASTERLIST

People had a habit of questioning the status of your relationship with Corey. You would grow confused and ponder at the idea of you and him being considered more as friends. When simply, the way you acted around one other was natural. When Corey felt the need to hold your hand it was an automatic response of his to press a kiss upon your knuckles. When Corey was being sweet, say he brought you your favorite snacks from the gas station. You’d react by giving him a kiss to his cheek.

Being physically affectionate with one another wasn’t out of the ordinary for you both. It became a habit when Corey and you started middle school. His own mother watched him, holding him by the collar so tight that if she saw even the slightest signs of him wanting to have a social life, especially with a girl...well she made it her mission to deprive him of the pleasure. Corey practically craved dependency, but his mom needed someone to project her emotions on to. She wasn’t constantly screaming at Ronald now was she? Corey wanted nothing more than to get away from her. He had every right to feel this way. She was infuriating after all. Difficult, really.

It was bad enough that Corey’s mom didn’t want to accept the fact that you were in fact a girl in his life. A friend he associated himself with and declared most of his personal time to. It made fumes come out of her ears. It took Corey a whole month trying to convince her you weren’t a threat. That you weren’t gonna take away her ‘good boy’. God hearing her say those words made you want to cut off your own ears. But she caved…eventually, yet it didn’t mean she wasn’t gonna stop throwing jabs at you here and there. Though what really hit the fan was when she told you that she really didn’t view you as a threat. You thought it was cute. Her own unique way of saying she didn’t think you were someone Corey would be involved with.

Corey’s mom had shown him what her version of loving him was, which was mostly guilt tripping him and manipulating him from ever leaving home. It was never a form of real love. Never true, never honest. So now any time Corey made small or big gestures to you, you made sure to show your gratitude and appreciation for all the things he did.

You were seated outside of the hospital on a bench eating your sad lunch of a ham sandwich. You made it look appetizing, but in reality you ended up removing the tomatoes you added. You weren’t fond of the sweetness it gave off. You cursed silently, seeing that a small drop of mayonnaise now coated your maroon scrubs. You were in the midst of wiping it off your pants, when a pair of lips attacked the back of your neck. You jumped at the contact, and let out a sigh of relief when Corey plopped down right next to you. He chuckled as your form slumped back against the benches.

“M’sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.” The boyish smile was still present, still blessing your sight. Not a day went by where you didn’t think about how fucking attractive Corey was. You blinked back to reality, averting your eyes down to your lap. You wiped away a few bread crumbs onto the pavement. You could never really keep your eating area tidy and clean. You had your dad to thank for that. 

“Scare me, never. I don’t scare easily.” You denied.

“I don’t know. You seemed pretty scared last week when we watched Final Destination.”

“Hey now...” You directed. “I enjoy a good scary movie, but when it comes to jump scares and suspense. I’m done for Corey. Done for.” You defended your reasoning.

“Yeah whatever.” He shoved you away, making you almost drop your half eaten lunch. 

“Yeah, whatever.” You mocked, then took another bite of your sandwich. Corey motioned with his hand to give him a bite. “I took the tomatoes out.” You informed him while talking with your mouth full. 

“That’s what gives it flavor!” Corey scoffed then took a rather big bite. More like he took a munch. You gawked at the lousy piece he left you with. The ham was sticking out, no longer aligned with the bread. He left you the corner, the fucking corner, at this point it was just the crust you were left to chow down on. Corey stifled a laugh as he finished chewing. You were burning him with your laser eyes.

“I’ll buy you dinner tonight.” He offered in hopes to butter you up into a good mood. He grabbed your hand, interlacing his with yours, he turned your wrist at an angle to press a kiss on top of your knuckles. Your heart's rhythm increased, thumping an extra beat for him.

“Stupid...” You side eyed him, then stared at your sad little corner piece with a pout. You still ate it, it wasn’t great, but you still ate it. “I want take out from-”

“From Little Tokyo, I know.” He nodded. He looked off, watching cars come and go from the parking lot. The rush hour of lunch brought the lot to life. You grabbed for an apple slice, the first bite into the piece had Corey already sticking his hand out for one. You gave him the remainder of your piece. Feeling goofy when he looked down then spared you an incredulous look. You’re unbelievable, was surely his thought at the moment. He didn’t complain about it though. Gladly accepting the slice and plopping it into his mouth.

It was times like this one where you were appreciative of the comfort Corey brought you. Lunch was your only down time to destress from, after the morning hours. He was normally across town working on cars and engines, but it made your heart soar, that he always went out of his way to make the little commute over to sit with you. Corey hardly ever brought his own lunch, just happy to eat whatever you were willing to share with him.

“Can I have another one?” He laughed, as he reached for your lap where the opened ziplock lay.

“You want the rest?” You asked mid chew. A shake of no had you only giving him one slice.

Twenty minutes was not enough time to satisfy you. You always needed an extra ten to talk with Corey, though you knew you had the evening to look forward to. Where you and him could talk each other's ears off until they’ve bleed of irritation.

“How’s work been?” Corey angled his body to face you.

You slowly started gathering your trash and packing your remaining apples away. You shook your head wanting to shake the morning hours out of your mind.

“It was fine. Had a rush-in this morning. A dad running in with his daughter in his arms. She had broken her left arm. So there was that. Um…” You shrugged. “Nothing interesting really, other than my friend Allison telling me to bring my mystery guy to this party and to get all dressed up as a sexy nurse.” You laughed.

“Sexy nurse?” Corey matched your amusement. His eyes narrowed and smirk visible.

“Yeah the whole nine yards. Fish nets, heels, the top three buttons undone.” You charade the motion of a shirt popping open. Corey looked down at his lap shaking his head. “Though if anything I’d spray on fake blood. Give the whole deranged crazed look ya know?” You narrowed your eyes. “Remove the sex appeal the outfit gives off. Keep away the weirdos.“

“I don’t know…some people like a little crazy. Especially if you’re a sexy nurse covered in blood.” Corey stifled a laugh.

“I don’t know though. Sexy nurse, that’s not me. I mean look at me-“

“I am.” Corey smiled.

“Do I look like someone who gives off sex appeal?” You gestured to all of yourself.

“Yeah you do.” You froze looking back to Corey. You searched for a microscopic sign that he was just joking. His face remained serious. Not avoiding eye contact. He looked right at you.

“What?” You mustered as loud as you could, but your voice was as small as a mouse.

“Do you ever think about it?” Corey shifted his gaze down at his shoes, subconsciously readjusting his glasses. A nervous habit of his.

“About what Corey?”

“About us.” He peered up at you with those big brown eyes.

You let a laugh out through your nostrils. A smile forming slowly. “What about us, silly?”

“Do you ever think we could be more?”

“More than…friends?” You asked carefully.

“Yeah.” Corey beamed at you. His boyish smile makes your heart flutter.

“I’d be lying if I say I didn’t.” You felt silly not wanting to meet his eyes that were already watching you. “But I haven’t stopped the idea of us being together before…and I don’t want to now.”

“Me neither.” Corey’s smile reached his eyes. His face fell into the crook of your neck. Pressing sweet and small kisses to your skin. He worked his way up to your cheek, only pulling away when your noses brushed against one another. “What time you get off work today?” Corey closed his eyes. Letting your breathing sync as one. You hadn’t registered that you were breathing quickly until Corey asked you the question. You didn’t even do anything, yet you felt your entire body shoot up with adrenaline. It felt like you just ran a mile.

“What? Oh uh, not till seven.” You closed your eyes too.

“I’ll pick you up. I’ll take you out to dinner or we could order in if you're too tired after work.” Corey let up from your noses touching and let his eyes roam over you. He could paint a portrait of you from every little detail he’s memorized about you.

“Considering the day it’s been so far. I’d say this shift is gonna kick my ass. Ordering in sounds perfect, Core.” You let your head fall down onto his chest. He got a laugh out of your exaggeration. “God what is life without you Corey Cunningham?” You shook his arms for the dramatics.

“A life without judgment.”

You immediately lifted your head. You sighed seeing the half smile now dotting his face. His eyes no longer crinkled at the edges. They were more relaxed.

“Corey-“ You started to objectify him.

“What it’s true?” Corey's eyes lit up. He shrugged nonchalantly. All you heard was bullshit fall from his mouth. “Your life would be ten times better if our paths never crossed.”

“Yeah…no.” You pursed your lips and shook your head.

“You can’t honestly believe that I don’t screw up your life. That by knowing me by association, your life-“

“My life!” You shushed him with a finger pressed to his lips. “Is perfect. Especially with you in it. To hell what other people think. I know you Corey. Me. I do, not your mom, not Ronald, especially not everyone who looks at you like you’re poison. I know you, and I know deep down that all the shit people say affects you deeply. You try not to show it, but I see it all Corey.” You frown. “How can you say that my life would be better without you in it. My life would suck ass, Corey. Like the world is ending, kind of sucking.” You let out a halfhearted laugh. “I don't know what my life would be like without you in it, and I don't know about you but I don’t exactly plan on finding out anything soon.” You groaned as you wiped your tears away that spilled. “My lunch break is over thank you for that stupid.” You stood up looking down at your curly haired brunette.

Corey relaxed back, manspreading as he looked up at you.

“What would I do without you?”

You pondered the thought and let a few seconds pass like you were thinking. “Crash and burn. Go completely unhinged, probably kill someone.”

“I guess I’m lucky then.” He reached for your hand pulling you in between his legs. To an outsider the act may have looked like you two might have been together, but nah, this was how you two worked. It just worked.

“I guess you are.” You snorted, as he thumbed over your knuckles again. You turned your wrist and looked at the time. Your shift was now over. “Times up.” You smiled and raked a hand through his hair. Ever since you told him about letting off the hair gel, his curls started defining more.

“I should head back too.” He stood up now. Your hands still locked.

“I wished you’d let me drive you. Your bicycle won’t hold up forever.” You teased, poking him in the chest.

“I think it will.” Corey smirked, gesturing past your shoulder. Your face crunched up in confusion. You turned your head, eyes falling on the death trap that stood a few feet away from you two.

“Wha—- When the hell did you get a motorcycle?” Your mouth opening and closing.

“A few days ago. Ronald said he didn’t have much use for it anymore, and just…gave it to me.” Corey beamed with excitement. How dare he, right? Now you couldn’t rain on his damn parade.

“Well that explains why you weren't out of breath this time?” You laughed. It didn’t cross your mind yet until now. Corey usually showed up out of breath when he’d meet you for lunch.

“Would you want my bicycle?” Corey nudged your shoulder as you and him kept looking at the bike.

“Why the fuck would I want your bicycle?”

“Cause I don’t need it anymore. I have my own means of transportation now.” God you wanted to smack that smirk off his face.

“You mean the death trap.” Corey rolled his eyes at you

“Here we go…” He sighed.

“You’re not seriously thinking of driving it?” You shook your head. You’ve had your fair share of motorcycle accidents come into the ER. You didn’t want to find Corey half dead one day.

“I already fixed it, Y/n!” He argued.

“Well…unfix it!” You shrugged, lamely.

“I’ll take you on a ride. How about that? It’s not scary.” He grabbed your hand again.

“Your definition of scary and my definition of scary are two completely different things.”

“It’s just fast. It’s like a rush of adrenaline.” Corey could already imagine the feeling. A breathy laugh came out. You bit your lip, anxiously. You fiddled with his fingers to try and relieve the overwhelming thought of trying something out of your comfort zone.

“Is this gonna be like the time you tried to get me to face my fear of heights—-cause that didn’t pan out so well, Corey.” Your eyes rose up to his.

“It’ll be better this time.” He cupped the back of your head and brought you closer. His lips pressing against your temple. “I promise.”

You looked back at the bike feeling queasy at the looks of it.

“One ride.” You grumbled.

“Yes!” His boyish smile was back again. He finally let go of you and started walking backwards to his bike. You crossed your arms and shook your head at your stupid boy.

He smirked, then swung his left leg over the seat. You slightly draped your left leg over your right. Feeling a new feeling in the pit of your stomach and somewhere else too.

Though the real feeling you had was fear as you watched him slip his glasses off and pocket them.

“You can’t see!” You exclaimed. “Corey!”

“I can see just fine.” He defended. Then let his eyes rake up and down your form.

You gawked as he revved on the gas and took off.

Oh yeah…you were done for.

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FOUR WHITE WALLS — COREY CUNNINGHAM

REQUEST: Hey you're so talented, if I may can I request a oneshot where Corey sneaks into fem!reader's bedroom when she's grounded. you can take the rest wherever you want but can this be the primary focus 😭 -lots of love @gr4veyardg1rl​

WARNING(S): Angst and fluff

WORD COUNT: 1,829

PAIRING: Corey Cunningham x fem!Reader  

MASTERLIST

You never doubted yourself when you found solitude staring up at your white ceiling, sprawled back on your bed. Your room was your place of comfort, the only real space where you felt the safest and away from harm. You couldn’t complain...yet when confined within the fours white walls, well it certainly gave off imprisonment rather than a sacred chamber. Living with your parents while trying to begin financially supporting yourself was a process in itself that you wished would go by faster. Moving out took time sadly. The harsh reality of your situation. You loved your parents dearly, but there were times that they could be unbearable. 

The rattle of your door knob didn’t distract from staring at your fairy lights over you. 

“Y/n.” The sound of your mothers voice made you roll your eyes. Her next attempt was trying to get you to go down and have a civil dinner with her and your dad. You weren’t having it. First she complained how you had a terrible habit of staying up too late. Claiming that you could handle doing such a thing at your age, but when you get to her age. Sleeping late would come to bite you back in the ass. Next she said she had every right to remove your laptop from your possession. Berating and asking what you did on it all night. What grabbed your attention on the device? What importance being up all night on it had to you?

It was simple really. You just wanted to write away until you had a bad case of carpal tunnel. It was your coping mechanism, your escapism from the real world because when the real world had nothing to offer you, fiction offered you a whole new world to hide behind. So when she claimed to worry about your state of being and health. She took the laptop and grounded you. 

Grounded in your twenties. You got a laugh out of how ridiculous it sounded. Much more when you couldn’t even meet up with Corey to go to the movie theater. 

Your hands on your stomach and your phone next to you as you waited for the familiar picture of Corey’s cheesy smile to light up your screen. The second your ringtone went off, you were snatching your phone and rolling onto your stomach to answer the call.

“Hiiii.” You exaggerated like you always did when you answered a call.

“Hi peaches wanna tell me why you’re not standing right next to me at the theater?” Corey looked around as people passed by him. Some bumping into him, and others not paying him any mind. He bit his lips nervously. One hand pocketed into his blue bomber jacket, while the other held the phone up to his ear. 

“I can’t make it-” You began.

“What the hell do you mean you can’t make it?” Corey’s eyes widened. “We’ve been talking about seeing this movie for weeks now!”

“I’m held up in my cell at the moment.” You fiddled with a lose string from your stuffed animal in front of you.

“You got arrested?” You moved the phone from your ear as Corey practically yelled into it.

“No...” You sighed heavily. “It’s much worse, I fear. I got grounded.” 

“What- Oh shit!” Corey finally dawned onto your words. “Seriously?” He complained. “They do know you're an adult now, right?”

“Corey I don’t think they seem to grasp the concept.” You dejected. You ran a hand down your face. “Anyway, I can’t go.” You trailed off. You shook your head. You felt incredibly stupid.

“What’d they take this time?” Corey looked down at his shoes.

“M-My laptop. All my shits on there Corey.” Your voice broke. “It’s not fucking fair. It’s like they have this—-this need to constantly try to control my life. Have me by the collar or some shit. I’m so done with them!”

“I’ll be over in a bit okay.”

“What?”

“Yeah. Just give me a few. I have to make a quick stop first, though.”

“Wait no Corey—-bitch I’m grounded!” You tried reasoning, but the call ended before you could attempt to do so. “Hello…Corey?” You pulled the phone back now seeing your lock screen picture of you and him. His lips squished against your cheek while the crinkles in your eyes were visible. Your smile lopsided as you thumbed over his stupid face. You flipped back onto the bed as you waited for him to arrive.

-

You didn’t know how long you had been scrolling through your phone until the melodious thuds against the window glass grabbed your attention. You shot up into a sitting position. Your eyes falling onto Corey sheepishly smiling at you. His backpack on his back and his glasses slightly sliding to the tip of his nose. He pushed them back up when you walked over to unlock it and provide him entry into your bedroom.

“Nothing to fear, your favorite person is here.” He smiled your way. A smirk painting his face.

“Debatable.” You snickered at him. Leaning forward to get closer to his face.

“Indisputable.” He shot back.

“Disputable.” You couldn’t fight back the smile on your face.

“Alright stupid, you gonna let me in or are we gonna settle to see who has a bigger vocabulary?” Corey let out a breathy laugh. You gave in and stood back as he not so smoothly made his way inside. You groaned as you practically dragged him through your window. The swing of his long legs knocking over something on one of your dresses by the window. You winced as the item fell with a loud thud. Cursing at him to keep quiet. He groaned once he stood tall. He set his bag down at the edge of your bed then turned his whole face to you. Before you knew it his arms had wrapped around your shoulders pulling you into his chest. Your voice muffled as he pressed your face into his chest, but he let up to allow you to relax in his grasp. You breathed in his cologne for a bit, letting yourself get familiar with the scent once again before you finally let your hands slide over his waist and rest on his lower back. He smelled like home. He felt like home.

“Turn that frown….upside down.” He sing-songed into the side of your face. He pressed a kiss to your temple before pulling back and dragging you over to your bed. “I come bearing gifts, peaches.”

“Is it my laptop?” You pouted, falling down onto the mattress.

“Well…” You perked up and sat up. You gasp seeing him pull out your silver device.

“No fucking way. Corey, are you serious?” You hit him watching his face contort into pain. “Oh my fucking god!” You exclaimed. Throwing yourself over him and peppering his cheeks with your apple flavored lips. “How did you—“

“Yeah your mom saw me pass her window. She stopped me before I made my way over.” Corey grimaced up at you.

“Unbelievable. She’s trying to butter me up.” You scoffed when you took the device and walked it over to your desk. “But thanks, I owe you.” You had gently gripped his chin and pressed your lips to his cheek again. Your hand lingers before pulling away. “So is that all you brought with you or is that it?” You gestured to his bag.

“How dare you assume otherwise.” He looked offended. Then he pulls out a take out bag from your favorite place to eat. You gawked at the food, hearing your stomach growl, then looked back at Corey.

Corey, Corey, Corey.

“If you’re still single by the time you’re thirty, I’ll fucking marry you, Corey. I’ll have your babies despite not wanting children.” You took the food from him after a kiss to his cheek again. “To hell with your mom too. I will!”

“Yeah…is that a promise?” He couldn’t help a small tinge in his heart. He honestly would love nothing more. You stopped mid phase of opening the box. You looked up at him, to see him waiting for your response patiently. Your heart skipped. He looked more relaxed than usual. His chest was open to you. He had leaned in closer to engage with you more. What was happening right now? Your eyes relaxed. You weren’t stupid, even though you tended to act as though, to save yourself from confrontation. You couldn’t with Corey though. That’s not how this dynamic of yours worked. You told each other everything. You both were extremely comfortable with one another and extremely affectionate. He was your person and you his. You’d want nothing more than a lifetime with him. An eternity if it was possible.

“You know what—-yeah. It’s a fucking promise.” You set the food down and leaned forward offering up your pinky to him. Corey was at loss for words now. He stared down at your pinky, then back up to you. “Well don’t leave me hanging.” You half heartedly laughed.

Your laugh died out when he reached forward to cup your face. His lips were the next surprise as they pressed against yours. You let out a meek noise of surprise before you settled into the kiss and let your lips move against his. You had closed your eyes to dwell in the moment. You breathed in and out heavily through your nose as he squeezed your hips, pulling you onto his jean clad lap. Thighs on each side of him. You pushed him back slightly, in need of oxygen. Corey’s chest rose and fell heavily as he tried to catch his breath. His forehead fell against yours. You felt the movement of his head. Shaking his head no.

“I’m sorry.” He apologized.

“You’re sorry?” You questioned.

“N-Not about the kiss…I just—-I don’t want to wait that long to be with you.” Corey licked his lips before continuing. “I’ve loved you since middle school, and I have loved you since high school, but I don’t think I can make it through college.“ He let out a breathy laugh. You smiled back.

“You’ve loved me for that long?” Your nose scrunched up. Your eyes doe and your head tilting at the thought. Your heart yearned and longed.

“I’ve always loved you.” He corrected you. “Loving you never had a limit.“

“Yeah?” Your voice came out breathy.

“Yeah!” He exclaimed happily. It was such an overwhelming feeling of relief and joy…and love. You leaned in and pecked his lips sweetly.

“I cannot believe my mom saw you.” You laughed. “You suck ass at sneaking around.”

“Yea I know…” Corey closed his eyes in defeat. “Your dad did too by the way. He waved at me.”

“He waved at you?” You looked at him incredulously.

“He waved at me. I was scared.” Corey laughed. He kept on rambling. You and him continued to laugh and enjoy each other's company for the rest of the night.

[streets-in-paradise]

(Pre accident) Corey Cunningham x Sister Reader Christmas Headcanons

Warnings: Bittersweet fluff, The Nightmare Before Christmas references. 

Notes: This is tied to the characterizations i presented on my previous oneshot. You don’t have to read it to understand, but I wanted to point it out. I apologise if it is too messy and short, this was a sorta escenario i daydreamed a few nights ago. 

- Christmas has always been a difficult moment for you both because the celebration is very much about family and the issues of yours could get incentivized during the holidays. Your mother would want you to have the poster version of what Christmas looks like but hers wouldn’t bring you the cozy feeling that is said you should feel. 

- And I say hers because, like everything, it’s basically all about her choices and preferences. She loves to control everything to a point where she doesn’t let any of you do anything, then complains playing the victim about how nobody helps her around the house on the holidays. 

- As most in the life of your household, being with your brother was the best part of Christmas. You have a few traditions of your own, little things you developed together over time away from the vigilance of your mother. For example, one is wearing mismatching socks because you are sharing one particular pair of Christmas themed socks. His is always on the right foot, yours is on the left. 

- The Cunningham kids used to leave chocolate milk for Santa. Now that you both are too old for that, you replaced that tradition by drinking hot cocoa together before bedtime. 

- Christmas movies!! Corey loves those and watching some together getting comfy whenever you can is one of those very few things that gives you the cozy feeling. He likes the more comedic ones but your absolute favorite is “The Nightmare Before Christmas”. 

- It’s a tradition for both Christmas and Halloween season to watch it together. When you were kids your mom wouldn’t let you watch spooky stuff, but she wouldn’t protest regarding cartoon stuff aired on Disney Channel. The first watch happened by accident on a Halloween night, you got a weird fascination for the stop motion animation despite you did find it scary. 

- Back then Corey would always have to comfort you during the Oogie Boogie scenes because you were absolutely terrified of him. The town’s proper lore for the Boogeyman would get mixed in your imagination with the images of the film. 

- “ What if the Boogeyman kills Santa and we never have Christmas anymore?” You once asked him at the peak of your fright. “ Can he do that, Corey?” 

“ You have seen the movie before, you know Santa survives.” 

“ Not THAT one!” You insisted, with frustration, then whispered a clarification. “ The other...” 

He had no idea of what to answer. 

“ He can go nowhere” 

“ Oogie Boogie never leaves his lair, that’s why he has kids.” Was your replication. “ He has little henchmen to go get Santa for him to kill.” 

Your occurrence made him throw a brief chuckle. 

“ I don’t think he cares about Santa.” 

- You never could have possibly imagined that the day would come when your childish concern from those days would happen. December of 2018 was the hardest season for everyone in town. The time for love, peace and warm feelings was stained with the grief and fear Michael Myers left behind before disappearing. He was literally the Boogeyman threatening to destroy Christmas. 

- It was the overall vibe around, but it worried you the most when thinking of the children. Over the course of the month you babysat quite a few scared children that weren’t feeling the spirit and you wished you could help out. For so, you ended up presenting to them your own definition of comfort with a twist. 

- There was one time where Corey was supposed to pass by in order to accompany you on the way back home but got the timing wrong and showed up earlier. Despite the embarrassment he felt, you insisted for him to stay. He had nowhere else to go in the meantime and the children didn’t mind getting more company. The more grown ups around, the better, since they were a bit scared. 

- He couldn’t understand why you were making two little kids go through a The Nightmare Before Christmas watching at that time and place. You could be watching Home Alone, The Grinch or whatever other lighter thing. The confusion remained until he started to comprehend that you were trying to help them learn how to make fun of their monster. 

- Corey himself ended up participating when you made him be the Santa to your Boogeyman, making the kids laugh so hard that sending them to sleep afterwards was no problem because your freestyle funny version was ideal to keep nightmares away. 

- “ We didn’t do so bad after all.” He commented afterwards while receiving the cup of hot cocoa you prepared for him. “ That was fun.. How did it occur to you? You should be more careful, that could have gone wrong in so many ways.” 

“ With the older kids I watch real scary movies.” Was your honest replication.” It’s exciting, I feel like I am breaking our household rules with them. Being a babysitter is awesome because I get to live the free childhood we didn’t have.” 

It was a detail he didn’t consider before, but his more responsible instincts kicked in anyways. 

“ So, you are the cool babysitter who lets the kids do whatever they want when the parents aren’t looking? You must remember to set limits and don’t be so fearless in your educational experiments.” 

“ C’mon, Harry Potter. Have you forgotten how to cast a boggart?” You teased him.” It’s December and for the first time ever the Boogeyman can kill Santa. Metaphorically speaking, he can. Michael Myers wants to take all the joy from this town. He ruined Halloween and now he is free to ruin Christmas too.” 

“ How the Boogeyman Stole Christmas is not a catchy title.” 

The dumb joke was somehow comforting, his way of claiming he was not gonna let the spirit die for you because of the images of frightened kids you were seeing at work. 

“ Do you remember when you used to wet the bed because of Chucky? How pissed off mom got after we saw that movie and you were so frightened? ” You remembered before making a point out of that. “ That doll was super scary to you, but later we saw him in Seed of Chucky and he was funny. Not only did you overcome your fear, he angered mom again by giving us a sex ed masterclass including queer gender identities.” 

He got your point, but found it hard to translate into the different context. 

“ Do you want to defeat the town’s craze in the same way I got over my Chucky phase? It was just a dumb movie.” 

“ It worked with you as a kid, it may work with other children.” Was your simple defense. “ Although I seriously wonder if laughing, at a big scale, can make Michael Myers mortal. Maybe if the whole town laughs at him…” 

Corey began to laugh midway into your theorization and you had to stop. 

“ Every single thing you just said is insane, let it go. Everything is fine, things are actually better than ever for you and me.“ He concluded into a closure of the topic. “ Tomorrow we will go gift shopping and we will get whatever we want. How does that sound to you?” 

He made you smile as he knew he would. 

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Posting 2 oneshots tmr for Christmas!! A fluff (Corey Cunningham) and smut (Adrian Chase) shot! Love you guys and thank you for all the new followers. Love each and one of you guys <33

[streets-in-paradise]

Fanfiction Masterlist

  Note: I keep requests permanently open for the less popular fandoms I write for. Media or characters hard to find fics for get this priority because i write for some that very few people or no one else are currently writing reader inserts for. If you want to request but are unsure because it’s not for my rare fandoms, don’t be afraid of consulting anytime. I don’t update the masterlist frequently, so the request states for all the rest may differ.  

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Complete masterlist for all my fics and request state indications per fandom.

Supernatural 

Pending Requests: Haven’t recieved any yet

Drabble

Regardless of the Dangers  - Sam Winchester x Reader 

Chucky (2021) 

Pending Requests - 1

Andy Barclay x Fem Ray!Reader where they adopt GG after they leave Tiffany the end of Season 2 

Requests for this fandom are currently open

Oneshots

Can’t Help Falling in Love with You - Andy Barclay x Reader (female)

A Personal Cheerleader - Andy Barclay x Reader (female) 

Best Friends Till the End - Andy Barclay x Childhood Friend!Reader (female)

Part 1 - Part 2  Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7

Unwilling Resemblances - Andy Barclay x (Fem) Reader 

Untill Death Tear Us Apart - Andy Barclay x (Fem) Reader, Chucky x (Fem) Reader 

Part 1 - Part 2 

Relaxing Amazement - Andy Barclay x (Fem)Reader (Requested)

Birthday Wishes - Barclay Wheeler Family AU (Requested)

The Touch of an Angel - Feral!Andy Barclay x Reader (Requested)

Child Soldiers in a Secret War . Teen!Andy Barclay x (Fem) Teen!Winchester Reader 

Ready for the Good Times - (post Child’s Play 3) Andy Barclay x (gender neutral) Reader ( Requested)

Even If I Can’t See You - Andy Barclay x Nica Pierce 

Testing the Waters - Teen!Andy Barclay x (Fem) Teen Winchester!Reader 

Dulce de Leche? - Andy Barclay x (Fem) Reader 

Certified Paranoid - Barclay Wheeler Family Au ( Andy adopts the Wheelers AU) + BarclayPierce 

The Original Child - Andy Barclay x (Fem) Ray!Reader (Requested)

We´re Best Friends as Friends should be - (Cult of Chucky) Andy and Chucky centered Oneshot 

The Road so Far - Andy Barclay x (Fem) Winchester!Reader 

Waiting - Andy Barclay x Reader (Requested)

Three times they told you Andy was gone ( and the one he came back) - Andy Barclay x Reader 

Doing the Barbie - Andy Barclay x (Fem)Reader 

Their Princess - Andy Barclay x Reader (requested)

Clothing Thief - Andy Barclay x Nica Pierce 

Risking It - Andy Barclay x Nica Pierce 

Reality Check - Andy Barclay x Nica Pierce 

Drabbles 

Just the Two of Us - Andy Barclay x Nica Pierce

Headcanons 

Andy Barclay x (Fem) Friend!Reader Smut 

Andy Barclay x Witch Reader Dating Headcanons

Showing Andy that you believe him ( Gender Neutral Reader) 

Being Nica’s girlfriend and trying to help her save her family - Nica Pierce x Fem Reader 

Horror Crossovers 

Child’s Play and Stranger Things 

Unlikely Friendship

Chucky, American Horror Story: Hotel and Supernatural

Part 1 - No Warnings.

Part 2 - The Good Guy. 

Note: This fic is on pause and I’m not sure if I’m going to continue it. I didn’t delete it just in case someone still wants to see it, but is most likely i’m not going to carry on. 

Halloween 

Ends

Oneshots 

Mutual Promise, Cursed Prophecy - Platonical Corey Cunningham x Sister!Reader /Platonical menthor Laurie Strode x protegee Cunningham!Reader

Headcanons

Christmas Headcanons - Corey Cunningham x Sister Reader 

Friday 13th (2009) 

Hope - Clay Miller x Reader 

Horror Characters Preferences

- How they celebrate Christmas with you ( Includes: Chucky, The Walking Dead and Stranger Things) 

Marvel 

Netflix’s Daredevil 

Headcanons

- Matt, Foggy and Karen with an argentinian friend.

Oneshots 

The Real Deal - Matt Murdock x Witch!Reader 

X Men

Oneshots 

Feel Like a Star - Peter Maximoff x Mutant Reader ( Requested)

MCU 

Where Are All the Gods? - Thor x Quill!Reader / Loki x Quill!Reader 

The Halls of Freya - Thor x (Fem)Vanir!Reader 

Stained - Thor x (Fem)Servant!Reader (requested)

Of Palaces, Princes and Magic - Thor x (Fem)Reader

Stranger Things

Headcanons

Being Dustin’s older sister, a nerdy metalhead, and becoming closer with Eddie and Steve Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

Drabbles

Like a Witch and her Familiar - Eddie Munson x Henderson!Reader 

Our Shithead  - Steve Harrington x Henderson!Reader 

Oneshots 

I’ll Wait - Eddie Munson x Henderson!Reader. 

Ice Cream Man -  Steve Harrington x Henderson!Reader / Eddie Munson x Henderson!Reader. 

The Cheer Factor - Eddie Munson x (fem) Plus Size!Reader 

Friday the 13th - Eddie Munson x (Fem)Henderson!Reader 

Prince of Persia

Requests for this movie are permanently open

Headcanons 

Becoming Dastan’s first wife

Oneshots 

New Moves - Dastan x (Fem)Plus Size! Reader

Spoils of War - Dastan x (fem)Secret Assassin Servant!Reader (requested)

Nightfall Enchantress - Dastan x (Fem)Servant!Reader (requested)

A Fair Trade - Dastan x (Fem)Reader

Cutthroat Island (1995)

Oneshots

Tastefull Deception - William Shaw x (Fem)Reader

Lord of the Rings 

Courage - (Platonic) Eowyn x (Fem)Gondorian!Reader 

Secret Presents - (Platonic) Faramir x Sister!Reader, (Platonic) Boromir x Sister!Reader 

Work of Love - Sam Gamgee x (Fem)Hobbit!Reader

Gladiator (2000)

Oneshots

Mercifull - Maximus Decimus Meridius x (Fem) Reader

Troy (2004) 

Requests for this movie are permanently open

Pending Requests -  7

Oneshots 

Battle Scars  - (Platonical) Hector x Sister Reader 

Our Strenght Lies in Family -  (Platonical) Paris x Sister Reader x Hector 

Imaginary Feats - Patroclus x Trojan Princess Reader 

Silent Pray  -   Part 1 - Part 2 - Chryseis and Odysseus centered movieverse retelling of the Illiad’s startpoint / oneshot spreaded in two parts. 

The Daughter of the Priest -  Part 1 -  Continuation for “ Silent Pray.” 

Fool - ( Pre War) Paris x Healer Reader 

Songs of Sailors -  Platonical (Family) relationships of the trojan royals and allusions to different romantic pairings. 

Pairings Mentioned: Helen x Paris (most mentioned), (Implied) Patroclus x Trojan Princess Reader, (Implied) Achilles x Briseis, Hector x Andromache. 

Faith or Facts - Hector x Greek Seer!Reader (Female) 

The Insolence of Beauty - Post quarrel, Agamemnon centered. 

For Honor and Love - Helen x Paris (requested) 

Into a New Life - Paris x Spartan Servant!Reader (requested) 

For a Love Like This - Paris x (fem) Warrior!Reader (requested)

Undying Legends - Achilles x Princess!Reader (requested)

Accomplices - Patroclus x GN Reader (requested)

The Last Challenger - Ajax x Fem Reader (requested) 

Borrowed Bride - Achilles x (fem) Trojan!Reader 

A Thousand Times - Paris x Fem Reader (requested)

Anonymous Hero - Hector x Fem Warrior!Reader (requested)

Personal Guard - Eudorus (Fem) Shy Reader (requested)

Third Fate - Achilles x Fiancee!Reader (requested)

Things that will grant me your love - Paris x (Fem) Reader (requested)

The Curse of Poseidon - Paris x Helen Merman AU (requested)

Concealed Fighter - Hector x Wife!Reader / Achilles x Captive!Reader 

The Veiled One - Ajax x (Fem)Reader (requested)

Our Fight - Hector x (Fem)Reader (requested)

Artists of Deception - Odysseus x Wife!Reader (requested)

Eternal Courtship - Achilles x (Fem)Captive!Reader (requested)

Matured Desire - Achilles x (Fem) Reader smut (requested)

By Duty and Chance - Hector x (Fem) Reader (requested)

His Weakness - Achilles x (Fem)Reader 

A Man of Honor - Odysseus x Trojan Princess!Reader (requested) 

From the Deepness of the Sea - Hector x Siren!Reader (requested)

The Wave’s Caress - Achilles x (Fem)Reader (requested)

In These Arms - Achilles x (Fem) Reader

The Wave’s Caress - Achilles x (Fem)Reader (requested)

Headcanons

- Achilles’ Type (requested)

-Achilles + Patroclus’ turnoffs/dislikes (requested)

- Achilles reacting to a Belle-like town’s freak (requested)

Preferences

- Reactions to your singing

- How they comfort you when the war is bringing you down 

-Their Types (Fem partner version)

Multichapter Precuel -  ( Achilles x Mycenaean Princess!Reader fic ) 

Part 1 - The Bride’s Misery 

Part 2 - Fame and Tales

Part 3 - The Veil Trick

Part 4 - To Make a Difference

Part 5 - Family Matters. 

Part 6 - A Curse, a Plot and a Rushed Farewell 

Part 7 - Invisible Influence

Part 8 - The Rejected Side

Part 9 - Consecration. 

Part 10 - Royal Treatment

Part 11 - Aligned Improvements. 

Part 12 - The Weight of Words. 

Part 13 - Occulted Relic

Part 14 - Goodbye Encounters 

Part 15 - Separations, welcomes and the story of an avoidable disaster 

Part 16 - Service to Good Judgement. 

Part 17 - Galatea and a Maenad fighting in the second front

Part 18 - The Enygm of the Horse Emblem

Part 19 - No Space for Loneliness. 

Part 20 - The Games.

Part 21 - The Man of Aphrodite 

Part 22 - Diverted Course

Part 23 - Golden Chains

Part 24 - Loving in the Shadows

Part 25 - The Trial of Achilles

Drabbles 

Calm After the Storm - Odysseus x Reader 

Divine Beauty - Paris x Reader 

A Breath of Life - Patroclus x Gender Neutral Reader (Requested)

The Right Way - Achilles x (Fem)Reader (Requested)

American Gods 

Zeus x Vanir Demigoddess OC 

Note: This is a is a two parts story that has Sean Bean’s Zeus from the Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief movie as part of the universe of the American Gods series. 

Part 1 - Roadside Bet

Part 2 - The Greek of New York 

[websterss]

COREY CUNNINGHAM

ONESHOTS: ‣ Brats | Part 2. ✻

REQUESTS: ‣ A Touchy Feeling. ‣ Four White Walls.

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