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starry-moonshine · 2 years ago

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HI CAN YOU DO A ZIGGY BERMAN OR MAX MAYFIELD X FEMALE READER SMUT THANK U

[Hello, love! Here it is. Hope you enjoy! And I will start writing Max Mayfield scenarios soon.]

I'm On Fire - Ziggy Berman

Pairing: Ziggy Berman x Fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT, minors DNI, oral, fingering, shower sex

Word Count: 1,012

Summary: After Ziggy caught you pleasuring yourself, she comes in to help you.

Stepping into the warm water made you shiver, but the warmth made you feel better considering that it was a chilly night in Camp Nightwing. As the water pours over your body, you slowly move your hand down, lightly rubbing your lower stomach and inner thighs making you feel tingly.

You begin to slowly rub circles on your clit, the circular motion makes you tighten a little more. A soft moan escapes your lips not noticing the feminine figure outside of the bathroom cabin. You then move to insert your two fingers inside you, pumping in and out of your wet self.

Ziggy walks in to surprise you with a little date she came up with, going into the woods to eat and make out like every other night at Camp Nightwing. There was no way you both would do that outside She knew you were in the cabin showers getting ready to step into the shower but wasn't expecting to actually see you naked. You and Ziggy haven't decided on wanting to have sex, so the two acted on waiting until it was the right moment --and that moment never came. You always got interrupted by either Alice and Cindy or other campers.

Your moans turned her on as she walks into the bathroom and removing her clothes, only in her panties and bra. You hear shuffling and grasp the curtain pulling it to the side just enough to look out, seeing Ziggy startles you as you relax soon after.

"May I join you?" She asks, smirking.

"Yeah,"

Ziggy strips from her bra and panties, stepping in and sliding the curtain closed behind her as the warm water pours over her nude body. She brings you into a kiss, staying there for a few seconds before pulling away from each other.

"I'm on fire," She whispers.

The kisses between you intensifies as she grabs your hands and holds them above your head, leading her lips down to your chin then towards your neck. Kissing and lightly sucking on the sensitive spot. You lean your head back in pleasure, feeling your knees get weaker as her knee rubs against you causing you to become even more sensitive on your clitoris.

The rest got messy as Ziggy moves and kisses your chest before using her tongue and flicking your nipples, soon sucking on one as she gropes the other. You moan out, leaning against the wall of the shower, resting your hands on the walls trying to have a grip on something nearby. "Zig--"

You didn't notice but feel the water turn off, she pulls you out of the shower and you both pile on top of each other on your scattered clothes bringing Ziggy's clothes over as well. You lay down as your girlfriend helps spread your legs, lightly sucking and licking your clit. Moaning, you have a difficult time muttering any words due to the great pleasure as you feel Ziggy insert her two fingers, middle and ring finger, inside you. Her other hand resting above your cunt.

You feel yourself getting closer as the knot in your gut slowly loosens, soon you come on Ziggy's fingers-- riding your high as your breath studders. Your hips twitching as Ziggy pulls out her fingers from your entrance.

"Holy shit, Zig. That was fucking a-amazing."

"My turn," She smirks.

You get up, hair soaking not only your clothes but the wooden floor as well. You kiss her lips before leading the trail of kisses down to her clit, lightly licking it as you flick your tongue before moving away as you let her crawl over swinging her leg over you as she sits on your face as you continue to suck and lick her before holding her hips down on you so you can go deeper in Ziggy with your tongue. You feel her hips bucking back and forth, knowing that she's gonna orgasm soon.

As she continues to ride your face, the knot in Ziggy's abdomen loosens fairly quickly. She comes on your face as you continue to eat her out. Ziggy's moans are louder this time, her face turning a bright shade of red, she scrunches her nose as she overcomes her high, riding it out as her quick breathing slows, swinging her leg over you and sits on her knees and stares into your eyes.

You two are out of breath, but decide to continue as the thought of riding one another became a prominent thought. You grab Ziggy's left leg, swinging it over your hips and push on her right to tell her to straighten it out. You positioned yourself over her and slowly started grinding on her. Ziggy gains friction as you do the same, your clits passing along each other. You started moving your hips back and fourth harder and faster. The room was filled with moans and pants.

Ziggy admired you, seeing how beautiful you are on top of her. Ziggy's hair was sprawled out on the floor and her soft moans were pretty. "You look so pretty on top of me." She says, groping your breast and rubbing your nipple with her thumb, making you whimper.

You both were getting close to the end as Ziggy started bucking her hips matching her pace with yours as she came. You felt each other throbbing and you shut your eyes tightly as you ride out your high once again. Your eyes opened, looking Ziggy in her eyes as she smashes her lips against yours, kissing you hard and untangle your legs. You both sit there out of breath before scurrying over and grabbing the two towels nearby and wrapping them around yourselves, soon grabbing your clothes and sliding them on as she does the same. Ziggy put extra clothes in the bathroom prior because she was gonna shower that day but got distracted by you.

You and Ziggy leave the shower cabin and head out, seeing that it is now later in the morning as you both go on about your day doing what you normally do.

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simplymurdock · 3 years ago

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“How many times do I have to tell you two you can’t just throw each other around!”

summary: simon walks (y/n) to class after meeting up with everyone.

pairing: simon x fem! reader

warnings: cruising, and mentions of overdose and death’s/killings. (if i miss any triggering topics pls let me know and i will fix it asap.)

word count: 1,674

authors note: so this is another fluff simon x reader, is anyone surprised cause i’m not. I’ve said this before but when i first watched fear street i got similar feelings from simon’s character and stu’s character from scream. And since i loved stu’s and tatum's relationship (you know before everyone started diying). I thought why not put my twist on one of my favorite scenes, plus a little freaks and geeks add in cause lindsay owns my heart and soul. but i hope y’all enjoy it !!! <3

(y/n) rearranged a few of her books before changing them out, “Hi Si,” She greeted shutting the locker door smiling up at him. “What? Come on, how’d you know I was here?” He asked defeated he couldn’t scare her.

“Saw your jacket through the tiny slots.” She said, pulling on his sleeve. “Now Kate said she wanted to meet in the girls room.” She grabbed his hand and interlocked their fingers. Sid in front leading them through the crowds of teenagers. Pushing the bathroom door open, dropping her backpack on her side looking at herself in the mirror as Simon checked to make sure it was just them.

“Great, another Shadyside killing and people lose their minds.” She remarked seeing the red spray paint across the stall doors.

“I think all this witchy stuff is kinda fun,”

She turned back to him and raised a brow, “It’s almost like Halloween all year long. We might as well call ourselves Halloween Town!” She said sarcastically.

Turning back to the mirror trying to push down the weird bump that had formed in her ponytail. (y/n) was a cheerleader, but not a great one. She was only doing it because Kate told her to, plus it got her out of gym which she hated.

“Someone’s crabby. Does someone need to cool down?” He said in the stupidly cute baby voice. And before (y/n) could protest he already had his arms wrapped around her waist. Turning her towards the stalls picking her off the ground as she kicked the closet door open. He sat her down pushing up the door as she turned to face him.

She pressed her lips together pushing ups on the tips of her toes to peck his mouth. Both breaking out into a smile. He placed a hand on her cheek about to pull her into a kiss, but she was quicker. Grabbing the front of his shirt, pulling him closer, and smashing her lips onto his. But was quickly interrupted by people walking in, “She reaches from beyond the grave, to make good men her wicked slaves.” Kate sung as Simon winked at (y/n) before turning back, popping it out from behind the door, “She’ll take your blood, she’ll take your head, she'll follow you until you're dead.” He finished making Deena jump.

“Boo!” (y/n) scared getting Deena the second time. “Wow,” She started looking around at the three teenagers, “You guys are dicks,”

Kate shrugged her shoulders, “It’s just fun.”

“It’s sick.”

“What? The dude was wearing a Halloween skull mask.” Simon explained, “How is that not fun.”

“People died, Heather died. The dude was probably just some sad sack who hated his life just like the rest of us. Except, he decided, “Hey! Why don’t I get out of here for good.” and, “Hey, why don’t I take Heather and a couple of other mall rats with me?” There’s no angry dead witch who made him go postal, the only thing that made him go crazy was this town!” She ranted as everyone stated quite.

(y/n) was resting her chin on SImons shoulder looking at the girl. “You okay?” She scoffed quietly, “Yeah I’m fine.”

Simon smiled, “Seems like you… maybe got a little witch in you.” Deena scoffed, shaking her head. “Dude, why are you even in here? This is the girls bathroom.”

(y/n) walked under Simon’s arm and joined Kate at the mirror, who was fixing her hair. “Because I am,” She joked looking back at him who smiled, “That, but also…” He trailed off walking back into the stall climbing the toilet opening the vent and pulling out a large white box. “Candy store.”

“You know we don’t actually believe in this witch shit, right?” Kate stated as (y/n) nodded her head. “It’s just like a fucked up santa claus or something,” She finished leaning against the bems in between each stall. “Ho, hom ho,” Simon laughed joining his girlfriend on her other side while Kate leaned against the windows.

Deena looked at Kate trying to hand her a decorative shoe box. “What’s this?” She asked looking at it. “I need you to give this to Sam tonight.”

“Yeah, uh-uh, no way.”

“Come on, Kate.”

“No way Deena. I am not getting mixed up in your ex drama. Do it yourself?”

“(y/n)?”

“Naw-uh. Sorry, but I’m with Kate on this one do it yourself, you need the closer Dee.” She sighed looking down. “I’m not going to the game, I quit band.” Both girls looked at her with raised brows, “Since when?” They asked in unison. “Since who gives a shit!”

“Was band the only extra curricular you had left?” Kate asked as her silences told her everything. The cheerleader walked towards Simon as she spoke. “Well you still have your band uniform, right? Just wear that shit one last time.” She bent down to pick up the white box. “I’ve got something that’ll give you the balls to face Sam.” She opened the box giving Deena and (y/n) a peek inside. “Holy shit,” She said, grabbing a clear tube from the box. “I’ve been looking for this for ages.” She said, smiling widely at the clear tube of lip gloss in her hand.

“What? You’re dealing again? Thought you stopped after this dingus’s brother ODd.” She said in disapprovement.

“Timothy?”

“Wh...uh...Timmy wasn’t a real OD. He didn’t actually die, they brought him back.” Kate said as (y/n) gave Simon a smile squeezing his hand reassuring him that it was okay. He smiled at her before mimicking the defibrillator, still holding onto Sid’s hand, “Ja-jing!”

“Besides, desperate times calls for desperate measures.” She added fixing her cheer skirt.

“You’re all morons.”

“Excuse me? Which one of us is valedictorian, again? President of every club this shithole has to offer.” Kate remarked causing them to laugh as they walked towards the door. “I’m getting out of here along with these assholes, off the claim my place among the stars, bitches.” She finished smiling.

Simon rested his arms on (y/n)’s shoulders resting his chin on the top of her head. Pulling her closer to him and out of the way of a yelling guy dragging the CPR dummy with a rope tied around it’s neck and a knife in its chest. “Woo! Witch lives, long live Sarah Fier.”

“Yeah!” Simon cheered as they all lived. His face changed when seeing the clock, “Uh-oh you’re gunna be late.” He told the girl as he quickly walked in front of her and picked her up over her shoulder before she could say anything.

“See you two lovebirds at the game!” Kate yelled after them.

“Hey, be there or be square Deena!” She yelled back pointing at both of them.

“Hey,” She gasped looking back at the man holding her, who had just lightly hit her butt. So she reached down and hit his only for her face to fall see the very angry principal storming their way. “Uh-oh,”

“Company?”

“Yup,”

“Ms. (l/n) and Mr. Kalivoda, cut that out right this instance!” He yelled at the two. Simon quickly set her down as they both turned around to face him. Simon hooked his arms through hers pinning them behind her. “How many times do I have to tell you two you can’t just throw each other around!” He scolded, “I swear a few killings and everyone loses their minds.”

“It wouldn’t happen again, scouts honor.” He said poorly keeping in his smile.

“Cross my heart and hope to die…opps.” She added as the old man shook his head at the two while walking away.

They broke out into wide smiles as Simon turned around gesturing to her to hop onto his back. She did so fixing her backpack strip and positioning her arms around his neck, careful not to choke him.

He ran through the halls as they both laughed. Rounding the corner and gently dropping her by the open classroom door. Sure they could be cheesy at times but they didn’t care. It was young teenage love and both were equally clingy and energetic enough to do the cliches. Neither really caring what people said about them. Mostly saying their “honeymoon phase” won’t last forever and they’ll have to deal with the harsh reality of relationships. But after three years together they still never left the “honeymoon phase”, but still dealt with the hard relationship stuff. Both knowing that living in Shadyside could bring anything and neither one wanting to go with any regrets.

They smiled at each other, not the normal happy smile that they had one but one full of love and lust for one another. He reached down and kissed the side of her head making them both breaking into a small laugh. Before he turned back to her as they kissed.

“Meet you after class?” He asked after they pulled apart from each other. She nodded her head, biting her lip as she turned to go into her class. Their held hands get separated, each of their fingers losing each of their touch as he watched her walk to her seat before going off to his class.

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jinxthequeergirl · 3 years ago

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Get The Hint

Cindy Berman x reader

Summary: After Cindys change in attitude you stopped hanging out with her killing her crazy boyfriend might be the thing that brings you together

Warning: swearing, typical horror violence, death heavily implied Female reader I still kept it a GN as I could :)

I do be writing parallels between this and my simon fic imagine that

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Your legs felt like they where on fire, your throat was dry and your mind was foggy as You Followed Ziggy Into the mess hall slamming the giant double doors shut. You still hadn't stopped running, it felt like you never would that night.

Everything turned so sour so fast, from losing your Girlfriend to the boy chasing you with an axe and polo shirts to watching your friends die.

The only thing worse was letting your Ex's sister die, let alone you yourself dying. You followed the sound of Kansas blaring through the mess hall, the door was splintered open as you entered. "ZIGGY!?" you cried out hopi g you wheren't to late.

Ziggy sprinted out of the kitchen and into your arms. "Run, Run, go, go!" She said pushing you to start running tommy burst out of the Kitchen with a berlap sack over his head now you pushed ziggy behind you sheilding her from him patting her as a sign to start running. Tommy gripped your shirt pulling you to him

"Get off of me, You Fucker!" You struggled against him as he prepared to slice your neck. He froze up loosening his grip on you enough for you to free yourself and run to Ziggy.

He turned around to see Cindy holding up a knife, she looked sad for a second before looking pissed off.

"FUCK....YOU!" she said stabing tommy repeatedly in the chest before he collapses at Ziggys and your feet.

"Cindy Fucking Berman just swore." You said breathlessly."Its become a habit." She said, ziggy chuckled lightly you joined her before all three of you began laughing.

She dropped to her knees infront of both of you, and pulled you in for a hug.

"I'm so sorry to both of you, I...I've been trying to hide who i really was so that way maybe i could leave this place....I'm so sorry."

She turned to you. "And I'm sorry to you...for what happened between us. I was scared that being with you meant for me."

You and ziggy looked at eachother then her before hugging her again. "Nothing is ever gonna tear us upart ever again." She said.

"Any of us." She added looking at you. You smiled at her before jumping at the sound of Alice appearing from the kitchen. "Holy shit you did it." She said looking at Tommys dead body.

"Yea..."

" I didn't like him that much anyways." You said standing up and helping ziggy up after you.

Cindy smiled taking your hand in hers. "Well as sweet as this is I found something." After she sat the three of you down and showed you Shara Fiers hand you put together a game plan.

"Hey I know things between us ended badly, and it wasn't just your fault." You said helping Cindy look for the shovles.

"I acted like...I acted like a complete asshole and I'm sorry, and I know you just killed your crazy boyfriend but I think you should know I still love you...like a lot...and Part of my Asshole-ness was just cause I was pissed that you moved on with Tommy and-"

She stopped you mid scentence by cupping your face and kissing you. "I meant what I said earlier." She said pressing her forhead against yours. "Nothings going to come between us anymore."

You smiled. "You think after this we could go on a date, like we used to?"

"Yea."

"Hey love birds, we have a curse to stop." Ziggy said from the door way. "Coming." Cindy said taking your hand again, leading you to follow after her sister. "You can't just leave me here, I can hop fine Im going to help."

Cindy shook her head. "Your to badly injured you need to stay here." Alice stood up taking a shovle herself. "I've lost to much to just sit here on my ass tonight and lose more ok? So I'm coming with y-"

She didn't ever get to finish her protest as tommy had gotten back up and chopped through her neck.

"Alice!"

"We need to go now!" Ziggy said beginning to sprint away. You gripped Cindys hand to pull her with you but tommy grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her back. She let out a scream, fighting and kicking for freedom, you grabbed the shovle she dropped and hit him over the head. "Hey Dick, Get the fucking hint!" He dropped her and turned to you. "She's just not into you anymore." You said pointing the shovle at his neck and driving him back into a wall, ripping his head off.

You pulled it from his neck and grabbed cindy running to catch up with Ziggy.

"Its not working, why isn't it working!?" You cried after digging up a usless rockother killers began emerging from the woods, rapidly approching the three of you. Cindy stood up taking you by the shoulders. "They want her, Get her out of here!" She said taking ziggys hand and placing it in yours. "No,no cindy you have to come with us!"

"Go!" She said, pushing the both of you forward so she could hit tommy with the shovle, but it was to laye he got the upper hand on her and ripped through her chest. "CINDY!!" you and ziggy where both caught and thrown to the ground and stabbed.

You gasped and choked as the knife pireced your chest. "Ci...cind...Cindy.." You choked feeling through the grass for her hand she did the same eventually finding yours and desperately grabbing it.

It was the first time that night you felt at relaxed, maybe it was the feeling of sleep ready to consume you for good, maybe it was the thought that you'd be dying with the girl you loved. Either way you mustered up a blood stain smile to offer cindy as you both lied there in the grass. "Till death do us part...right?" You coughed out." She smiled in response her eye lids getting heavy. "Right."

"I wish I could kiss you again..."

"Me too."

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captaindahlin · 3 years ago

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people of the fear street fandom, I know there aren't many but there are a few, I was wondering if you could send in prompts for me? if you want! you don't have to

here's some rules on what I'll write

-no nsfw (im not good at writing that)

- no pedophilia/necrophilia/gross things like that

but I will write

- gore

- fluff

- angst

and other things! just send in a request and if I'm okay with writing it I'll try and get to it. if I don't I'm sorry but I do have summer school and it's been making me pretty busy.

i would prefer if you guys asked me to write something about simon or tommy as those are my favorite characters but if you want me to write about the others I'll try! i would try and write about sam and deena but I see other writers doing that and I want to appreciate the underrated characters.

I will also write simon (or tommy) x reader or just whatever (even a ship that wouldn't make sense). just send something in :D

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cindymustdie · 3 years ago

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It`s not love, it`s devotion

Cindy Berman x reader

Summary: Cindy, Alice and you used to be best friends but when Cindy changes her attitude you part ways. What happens when the summer comes and everything changes?

Warning: horror stuff.

Hey! i`m Piper, a new writer for Fear Street and this is my first one-shot! I hope y’all enjoy this. Feedback is always appreciated.

It didn’t use to be like that.

It used to be Alice, Cindy and you.

It all changed when Cindy became a stuck-up and when she ratted out Alice. The three of you used to be inseparable but since Cindy betrayed Alice you had to pick a side. You picked none, you couldn`t pick between your two best friends. Now you were alone, walking through the halls of the school by yourself became much more intimidating. Being the weird quiet kid who everybody picked on became your thing. What was more painful was watching Tommy and Cindy walking hand in hand like a perfect couple, why did it bother you so much? Maybe it was because Cindy pretended to be someone who she wasn’t.

Now it was summer and everyone was at the Nightwing camp. You recalled this while watching the two of them kiss and Ziggy, who was beside you, made a puking face but you? You stared longer than necessary. Cindy`s lips look so soft..what the fuck am I thinking, you shook your head to get rid of the thought but you couldn`t. You thought about her all day, now you were on your cabin, alone again, sitting on the bed ruffling through your bag to find a flashlight. You needed fresh air to be honest.

Walking through the woods always seemed to calm you down, the silence and the sounds of nature dripping inside your ears were wholesome. You felt like nature and you were one. You remembered when Cindy and you were kids you two had an ant farm. That’s the Cindy you loved, the one who wasn`t afraid to get her hands dirty. The Cindy you missed. Suddenly the sound of leaves ruffling startled you.

“Who’s there?” You spoke loudly, with your flashlight pointing to the tree in front of you. You walked slowly. “Who’s there?” You repeated raising more your voice.

Feeling a cold hand perch on your shoulder and a someone heavy breathing on the back of your neck, you wanted to turn around but it was like a paralysis. You couldn’t move your body.

“See what the devil made him do.” They whispered next to your ear.

You blinked and everything was gone.

“Are you okay?” Joan and Tommy repeated in unison coming out of the tree in front of you. Weirdly, they were fixing their clothes.

“Did you guys hear that?”

“What are you talking about, ruby-two-shoes?” Joan replied your question with another question. Oh, and your nickname. They called you ruby-two-shoes because you looked like your older cousin, Ruby Lane but you were the “sane one.” Fuckers, they always found a way to make you remember your family tragedy. “Gonna go cuco like your cousin?”

You tensed your jaw at the stupid question, you were so done with their mocking attitude.

“You know what? Yeah.” You said embodying your flashlight and hitting Joan on the head. It wasn’t strong enough to knock her out because she punched you straight on the face. Making you fall backwards almost hitting your head. You saw everything black.

“What the fuck, Joan?” Asked Tommy squatting next to you. “You hit her hard, Cindy is gonna kill me.”

“Well, I'm sorry she hit me first.” She said throwing a tantrum because her head was throbbing. “Besides she almost discovers us.”

What they didn`t know is that`s the last thing you heard. Joan and Tommy were having an adventure behind Cindy`s back.

When you wake up you were on Nurse Lane`s cabin, your head was pounding and it hurt so much. You were expecting somebody else to be there but to your surprise Cindy was there.

“What are you doing here?” You asked with a bad tone trying to sit straight.

“Hey that`s no way to treat a friend, tick.” Cindy replied with a smile, she said your childhood nickname hoping to make you smile too. But you didn`t, you were still mad at her. How could you not? She fucked your friendship.

You remain silent, there was so much the two of you wanted to say.

“I`m so...” You both spoke at unison.

“You go first.” You told her, putting your hand on your wounded head.

“I`m sorry, okay? I know I messed it up and you know everything that happened to me and my family. Everything is a mess, I'm a mess and maybe I wanted to play it safe. Wanted to leave it all behind but I left you behind. You were my best friend, I'm sorry.” Cindy said in a rush, lowering her head. She didn`t want that you see her cry. It truly broke your heart seeing her so vulnerable. So fragile. You held her hand and when she felt your touch on her Cindy looked up.

“It's o-” Before you could accept her apology the both of you heard a scream. Cindy stood up with clear panic in her face.

A scared Arnie entered the infirmary closing the door behind him.

“What happened?”

“H-he k-killed Alice.” Arnie hiccupped.

Yours and Cindy`s eyes went big at the statement.

“W-who?” You dared to ask stammering.

“To-…!” Arnie`s words were cut off in two when Tommy appeared behind him decapitating him with an ax.

Cindy grabbed your hand and started running towards the back door. You could barely walk but it was life or death now. You two didn’t stop running until you got to the bathroom locking both of the doors (the backdoor and the front door.)

You two hid on one of the stalls, Cindy putting her hand on your mouth. Screams were heard all over the woods, you couldn't believe what was happening. Why would Tommy act this way? Cindy`s eyes were filled with tears and you grabbed her hand, caressing her knuckles to calm her down.

“Everything is going to pass.” You mouthed looking into her beautiful green eyes. Her eyes filled with more tears. Both of you knew that it wouldn`t be long till Tommy found you.

“If we are going to die, I have to tell you something.” Cindy whispered. “I have been scared all my life to be who I'm but with you, tick. I`m not scared, maybe it's too late, maybe we won`t live...but you make me feel sane in this shitty world.”

Fuck it, you thought, gabbing her face and smashing your lips to her. Cindy gasped at the warm sensation of your lips moving slowly against hers. Kissing her felt like cotton candy melting on your mouth, soft and sugary. She grabbed your waist pulling you closer to her. Chest against chest, both of you heavy breathing. Cindy was kissing you with need, with love no scratch that with devotion. And after all Cindy`s lips were soft.

#horror fear street x reader fear street fear street 1978 fear street 1978 x reader cindy berman x reader cindy berman fluff angst

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forgetthefinalgirl · 3 years ago

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I love all the nods to fear street, especially the horror references.

They're full of them, trust me.

Not just horror either, there were some about r.l. Stein as well. This movie's cool as shit

#fear street #fear street part 1: 1994 #fear street part 2: 1978 #fear street part three: 1666 #fear street trilogy #film #slashers #horror #aesthetic #fear street x reader #deena x sam #nick goode #c berman

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reareaotaku · 9 months ago

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Christine "Ziggy" Berman Headcanons

You were both outcasts, which led you to each other

There's nothing worse than suffering alone

You were little scared of Ziggy. Not because of the rumors people spread, but because of her demeanour/personality

Though you started to get to know each other when you both happened to be in Nurse Lane's office

^ You were in there, because as stated previously, you are an outcast, so there wasn't many options for 'friends' and/or people to talk to

Nurse Lane left you both alone when getting a call that she was needed in one of the cabins [Probably for Jeremy]

"So, what happened to you?"

You are surprised because you weren't expecting her to talk to you

"Oh.. Uh-" You pull back your arm where a large cut was, "I accidentally cut myself when in the woods. Uh- What... Um, about you? I mean, only if you want to tell me- You don't have to if you don't want too."

"Sheila and her stupid friends"

"Oh, yeah. I hate them"

She smiles, "I'm Ziggy."

"I know... I'm Y/n."

Ziggy really likes you and gains an interest

You weren't like the other campers

She starts to seek you out to hang out with you

You soon realize that Ziggy isn't scary. In fact, she's kind of cool and bad ass

She couldn't imagine her life without you now that she has you

No matter what Sheila, Nick, her sister, anyone does, it comforts her to know that she has you on her side

When Tommy/Thomas starts killing people, Ziggy was worried about you

She didn't care about her own safety as long as you were safe and she had you

"Where is Y/n? We have to find her-"

"Ziggy, it's dangerous-" Nick tried to hold her back, but this pissed Ziggy off

"Don't tell me what the fuck to do. I'm going to find her"

She was willing to risk her life for you

When she comes back from dying, she tells you she loves you and she wants to be with you

#yandere x reader #yandere horror #yandere slasher #fear street #fear street 1978 #ziggy x reader #ziggy berman #ziggy berman x reader #yandere ziggy x reader #yandere ziggy #yandere ziggy berman x reader #yandere ziggy berman #yandere fear street

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porkbumh · 3 years ago

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the thought of the shadyside killers being able to see what harm theyre causing has been super heavy on my noggin recently aka i have no other excuse for writing this for — fear street 1978, gender neutral reader x tommy slater

There was always this unspoken secret about Camp Nightwing, and the feeling that something was missing to the story. It was a known tale around Shadyside — the massacre that happened in 1978. People still talked about it and the other horror stories that surrounded their town.

But, still. Pieces weren’t exactly coming together, and no one could figure out why. But, she knew. C. Berman knew the truth.

So, when two kids and their possessed friend-slash-girlfriend stumbled into her house, frantically going on about the things they’d seen, she decided to tell them the truth.

“I’m not the only survivor,” she said. Her hands were already trembling, voice shaking with the memories that always flashed in her mind when she closed her eyes. Deena and Josh looked at each other then back to her. “I’m not the only one who escaped death that night.”

And then she began to tell them about you. Y/N Y/L/N — a Camp Nightwing survivor that was hidden away from the world.

—

“She just attacked you out of nowhere?” You were holding an ice pack to Thomas Slater’s head as he and Cindy Berman spoke to police. You paused your movements at his wince. “Sorry, I know it’s still tender.”

“S’okay, Y/N,” he opened his eyes slightly to smile at you. Tommy let out a sigh of relief — you looked down to see that Cindy had grabbed his hand. You bit your lip but moved your gaze when he spoke again. “I don’t know what happened. She just came out of nowhere, and…”

Tommy took in a shuddering breath, eyes fully open as he stared at the ground. Cindy took over for him then, telling the officer everything she witnessed. Confusion was prominent in her eyes as she recalled Nurse Lane’s attack.

You patted the ice pack onto Tommy’s head gently once more, attempting to soothe the ache you knew was present. He let out another sigh, leaning his head against your shoulder briefly as Nurse Lane was lead away from the scene.

“She said something that bothers me.” Tommy spoke up. Cindy’s mind was still wandering, but they were still holding hands — you tried your best to avoid looking at that. He sat up, looking at you now with a scared expression. “Said that I was going to die tonight.”

“Not on my watch, you won’t,” you argued. Your lips pursed into a pout automatically, eyebrows falling into a scowl at the words. “Thomas Slater is not allowed to die until I do. We made that promise when we were younger, remember?”

“Yeah,” he grinned, “yeah, I remember.” He squeezed Cindy’s hand as his eyes stayed on you. “I’m not breaking that promise anytime soon, don’t worry.”

You simply muttered out a, “better not,” as the bell for dinner rang. The three of you stood up, heading to the mess hall.

A flash of red hair caught your attention as you watched Ziggy Berman stomp away from the dining hall. You paused, exchanging looks with Tommy and Cindy. You nodded your head in her direction, “I’ll check on her, you two go ahead.”

“You sure?” Tommy asked immediately. He looked between you and Cindy, frowning at you briefly. “You don’t have to go alone.”

You rolled your eyes. “I’ll be fine. You two go eat and I’ll see you before the Color War. Got it?”

Cindy nodded, sending her thanks through a smile. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to talk to her sister — Cindy wanted nothing more. But, recently, she and Ziggy weren’t seeing eye-to-eye and argued every time they were together.

Sometimes, all Ziggy needed was someone to listen. And, that’s what you did — you listened to every complaint and whine she spewed out and left it at that. Sometimes you’d give her advice, but you didn’t lecture her like Cindy tended to.

Tommy unlatched his and Cindy’s hands, reaching out to pat you on the head. His pointer finger tapped your nose, a habit he picked up when you were both younger. Tommy smiled before saying softly, “see you soon.”

—

“It’s exhausting to watch you, you know.”

You paused, hand still on the door to Ziggy’s cabin as she stirred something in a bucket. You blinked as she looked up at you quickly with a smirk. She spoke up again, “with Tommy. It’s getting a little ridiculous at this point, Y/N.”

Sighing, you rolled your eyes before stepping all the way into the cabin, shutting the door behind you. You sat beside her on the bed, peering down into the red substance in the bucket. You raised a brow, “Carrie?”

“She’s lucky I don’t have actual blood.” Is all Ziggy said. She glanced at you again, “and don’t change the subject. You can’t avoid this forever.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Zig.”

“Oh, please,” she rolled her eyes. Ziggy stilled her stirring so she could stare you down. She might’ve been younger, but the red-head was far more intimidating than you let her know. “You have the hots for Tommy and you always have.”

“Uh,” your throat felt parched. Maybe it was no secret — the little crush you had on your best friend — but it was still jarring to hear someone else mention it. “You know he’s dating your sister, right?”

“And?” Ziggy poured a different color of red into the bucket, making the pigment darker. “No one ever said they were in love, or whatever.”

“And who said I am?”

“In love?” Ziggy let out a snort at that, rolling her eyes again. They’re going to stuck like that one day, you thought in annoyance. I hope they do. She turned her attention back to you again, fully this time. “You look at Tommy like the world could stop at any minute and you wouldn’t notice. You’ve got it bad, Y/N.”

And maybe that was true. Maybe you were a little more than in love with Tommy Slater. A little too eager to be around your best friend. A little too attached to someone who had a girlfriend.

You couldn’t deny it, though — you never did. You always knew about your feelings but you never acted on them — probably never would.

“I hate you.” You said with a scowl.

Ziggy let out a harsh, barking laugh as she threw her head back. “Yeah, sure.”

“They’re good for each other,” you decided to say. Because they were — Tommy and Cindy were picture perfect and you’d do anything to keep him happy. You twirled your fingers around a stray string, not meeting Ziggy’s eyes. “And they like each other. He’s happy and that’s enough.”

Ziggy paused, elbows leaning on her knees as she sat hunched over the paint bucket. You still wouldn’t meet her eyes, but you could tell she was staring at you. “You’re a lot nicer than I am. I would’ve taken what I wanted with no thought.”

“Yeah, well, you’re not me and I’m not you.” You nudged her playfully before standing. You stretched, letting out a sigh as you patted your tummy. “I’m going to go have a late dinner. Catch you at Color War?”

“Maybe,” Ziggy called as you exited her cabin.

As you left, Nick Goode passed by you. A shiver ran through your spine as he glanced at you. Out of all of the Sunnyvaler’s, the Goodes always had a strange aura around them.

It felt evil.

—

A dark blue t-shirt was tucked into your high-waisted shorts, the words Shadyside in blocky, white letters. The socks you wore were a faded green, but they were mostly covered by your white shoes, so you didn’t really mind.

The woods were quiet as you traveled through them. As the sun settled, a small chill ran through the air. You found yourself wishing you’d brought your hoodie with you — the orange one you’d stolen from Tommy years ago. The thought of him made you smile before it faded into a frown — where’d he go, anyways?

Faintly, you thought you could hear the bell ringing at the mess hall. But, that couldn’t be right. That bell didn’t ring unless it was time for food, or an emergency.

Then you heard the screams.

Pausing, you stood quietly and as still as you could. Another scream rang around the woods followed by the sound of panicked, scattered footsteps. What the hell was happening?

Shuffles could be heard by you — staggering, heavy footsteps that seemed like they were coming right towards you. You didn’t move an inch, hoping it was just a wild animal that would zoom by you.

And then you could see a red flannel with a yellow tank-top underneath. The same yellow shirt you’d bought him for his birthday. You relaxed, the sigh you let out sounding strangely like his name. “Tommy.”

He staggered closer slowly, eyes vacant but held focused on you. That was when the moonlight caught the shine of the double-ended ax he held. The smile dropped from your face at the red that was splattered on his figure.

“Tommy?” You gulped. He charged, backing you into the tree behind you. Eyes — bluer than any sky you’d seen — were void and empty and barren. It hurt to see him like this, hurt to think of what could’ve happened to cause Tommy to break. “Jesus, fuck!”

You held your breath as the ax brushed against your throat. Terror rolled over you as you kept your gaze locked on Tommy’s, staring him down as he held the weapon to your neck.

The ax shook in his hold, his eyes glitching to a brighter color as a tear slipped down his cheek.

“Go,” he choked out. Fighting against himself, Thomas Slater dropped his arms so that you were no longer facing the ax. “You… have to leave.”

You trembled against the tree, the bark digging into your back as the tears of fear and dread slowly crept down your cheeks. “Tommy, what happened? What’s going on?”

It was dumb, you knew, to just stand there. But, you had to know — had to get answers. Your sweet, kind best friend wouldn’t just decide to go on a killing spree. Especially at the camp he adored.

“Go,” he repeated. Slowly, Tommy’s right hand raised. He tapped the tip of your nose with his pointer finger, smearing God knows who’s blood onto your face.

Even slower, he slid that same hand to cradle your cheek. Another tear left his eye as you choked on your own sobs. The last words Thomas Slater spoke to you echoed as you did as you were told and ran.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N.”

—

You had ran from Camp Nightwing all the way back to Shadyside. Of course, you had to go to Sunnyvale to report the crime, but there was still a familiarity of being home.

Once white shoes were painted with red as they scraped against the concrete. You had stumbled onto a few dead bodies as you ran, the screams Tommy caused still echoing from the woods. It made you nauseous — knowing who was causing the camp’s terror.

Is Ziggy alive? You thought as you trudged on. Cindy? Alice? Is anyone still alive? Did anyone get away? What happens now? What about Tommy?

That one question repeated in your mind as the police station popped into view — what’s going to happen to Tommy?

You were there. You were there and you were present. But, nothing felt real. Not the ringing phones or the overlapping voices.

You couldn’t even tell if the tears sliding down your face continuously were real.

“...help you?” You blinked, coming back from the haze in your mind. An officer was standing in front of you now. “Can I help you?”

Finally lifting your head, you sniffled. The person in front of you gasped, seeing the splotches of red scattered across your face. Most of the blood was gone, anyways. Traces of tears had replaced it, but the gentle touch of Tommy still lingered.

“I’d like to report an accident.”

��

C. Berman — Ziggy, as she revealed — looked at the two teens as her story came to an end. Deena had a new perspective of the killers of Shadyside and more questions she wanted answers to.

It was Josh who broke the tense silence. “How do you know all this?”

Ziggy smiled lightly, staring down at the journal she held. She traced a picture of you and Tommy smiling at each other, tears briefly frosting her eyesight.

“They call on the anniversary. July 12th is the hardest day of the year for all of us,” she admitted. You’d be calling soon, she knew. Because Tommy’s birthday was soon and that was also a bad day for you. Ziggy sighed, “no one else remembers Y/N, though. But I think that’s a good thing. Allowed them to leave — to get away from this hellhole.”

Deena glanced into the bathroom where her ex-or-maybe-her-girlfriend was chained up. “He remembered them. He was possessed, under the curse, but Y/N brought him back. Even if it was just for a second.” She looked back to Ziggy, “how?”

Letting out a small laugh, Ziggy couldn’t help but smile through her tears. “Like I said, Y/N was head over heels for that boy.”

“And he felt the same?”

“How couldn’t he?” Ziggy’s smile grew remorseful. She often thought of what could’ve been — thought of what should’ve happened between you and Tommy. You deserved a happy life with him, more than anything. She looked down at the journal, “I’ll help you stop this. For Y/N and Tommy. For Cindy.”

Deena and Josh exchanged looks again before nodding. This was no longer just about Sam — this was personal. This was for Shadyside; for the ones like you and Tommy who weren’t allowed their happiness.

“For Y/N and Tommy.”[part two]

— im sad now bye

#the brainrot is heavy heavy lads!#i dont really know how to tag this um #fear street imagine #fear street x reader #tommy slater imagine #tommy slater x reader #fear street #fear street spoilers #fear street 1978 #fear street oneshot #fear street scenario #fear street series

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emilyskinners · 3 years ago

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I Knew It

madison montgomery x fem!reader

requested: nope

warnings: not much, lol, just Madison being a bit of a softie

a/n: I got inspired by fear street 1978 when Nick and Ziggy first kiss and I thought why not do that with the character I'm currently in love with, miss Madison Montgomery. But make it gay and less heartbreaking. Since most of my imagines are angst and not enough fluff. I mean, this imagine is a little angst but there is a happy ending so... here.

*not my gif but look at her, she's so pretty*

You already had enough of a crappy day. Especially that Fiona had almost burned you to teach you a lesson from stealing her money. Cordelia was there to stop it, and now, you were vengeful. You were a horror fanatic and you thought it be perfect to pull a Carrie on Fiona. After getting a bucket of red paint since you couldn't get a pig for pigs blood, you started getting everything together.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and you immediately had assumed it was Zoe, "Go away, Zoe!"

But, the voice had heard was not Zoe's, "It's me, it's Madison." and your head had looked up to see the blonde peeking in through the slightly opened door. You weren't in the mood for the former movie stars' games and had said, "Go away, Madison."

The Montgomery wasn't listening and went inside your room anyways, "You're seriously sitting around here moping?"

"Not exactly." you replied, "You probably heard all the nasty things Fiona said about me."

"Yeah, I know." Madison says, "'Y/n is a witch bitch' 'y/n sucks cocks in hell'. Fiona needs to come up with better insults." you had taken offense to that. But you just couldn't help but roll your eyes. Madison looked down at what you're currently, "What are you gonna do? Are you gonna pull a Carrie on Fiona?"

You looked up at the blonde, impressed, "You know Carrie?"

"Yeah, I tried auditioning for the reboot movie. I watched the original version, and I read the book so I could get into character. But no, just because I didn't want to dye my hair red, I was apparently not fit out for the part." Madison had scoffed, "Their loss." the Montgomery rolled her eyes and crossing her arms, "But why don't you just use a spell, paint seems a little bit pedestrian for my taste."

"I wanted to do something the old fashion way." you responded, "But I'm so sorry, do you have any better ideas, Montgomery?"

"Maybe. I mean if you wanna do a non-magic route, I have an idea on how to get back at Fiona."

You looked at Madison in confusion to why she was offering to help you, "Shouldn't you be like, reporting me to Cordelia or something?"

The blonde just shrugged, "Well, things were so much boring down there without you. And you had been MIA for hours so I thought I--"

"Would come to stalk me?" you finished her sentence with a smug look on your face. The Montgomery witch corrected you in a calm voice, "Check on on you. But you don't need my assistance so, go ahead. Carrie on." she joked and she was about to walk out of your room until you had stopped her. "Alright, what's your idea?"

Madison had a huge smirk on her face, leaning against the doorway, "I was thinking maybe we should drop her own species on her. Seems poetic justice." and then she grabbed your hand, pulling you up as the two of you went to get your plan all prepared. Madison had gotten snakes, spiders and cockroaches, with a tiny help of Nan to give Fiona a note, pretending to be Axe Man. Which led her to her room where the bucket the two had set up in her closet and everything had went according to plan. The two of you had locked Fiona in her room with a spell as you guys had to keep her in there. You and Madison had went into her room, laughing of the events that had happened just now, "Did you hear her?"

"She sounded like a frog." you replied and had mimicked Fiona's scream. Both of you finished laughing as Madison had said, "What did I tell you?"

"Fuck paint!"

"Fuck paint." the Montgomery repeated. You looked over at her with a small smile on your face. It was obvious that Madison knew how to have fun, but this with you just felt completely different.

"Who are you?" you had went. It was like you were meeting a whole new person. And it kinda was, you were seeing a side of Madison you never saw until now. The blonde had extended out her hand as she reintroduced herself to you, "Madison Montgomery. Nice to meet you."

You had hesitated for a moment, hoping that Madison wasn't gonna prank you. You slowly extended your hand and shook his. And you didn't realize how soft her hands were. Suddenly, you had felt something spark between the two of you, it felt more than just friendship. Way beyond that. The two of you started to get closer as you guys played a round of twenty questions like you were a bunch of teenagers. You saw a new side of the former movie star that everyone else in Miss. Robichaux's academy hadn't. A soft side to Madison. She then had asked you, "Alright, next question: how did Cordelia find you and bring you here?"

That had made you shake a little bit. Questions like that were difficult to answer, "I thought these were supposed to be easy questions." you remarked, looking around Madison room. She had went, "Says who? I mean there isn't any reals to this game. And even if there was, I wouldn't follow them."

You were doing your best to avoid the question as you looked through her closet, "Wow, you have way better looking clothes and overall taste in fashion then me."

"Why are you dodging my question?" she had prompt you. You turned around and questioned her, "Why do you care?"

"I'm curious." she shrugged in response. Then you responded with the most vague and quick reply you could think of, "My powers just appeared, my mom knew what was happening now I'm here. Next question."

Madison wasn't believing that for a quick second, "Come on." but you couldn't help but roll your eyes. And you had asked her, "Why are you so full of shit?"

"Excuse me?"

"Madison Montgomery, movie star. You were in a lot of movies for most of your life, thinking people wouldn't mistake you as Lindsey Lohan or something if you were on way bigger projects. Then one tiny accident ended up with you here." you basically had read her like she was an open book, "But the truth is about you: that you are apparently have a lady boner for authors like Stephen King, and spiders and the weird girl from Robichaux Academy."

That had flashed back to when you had first arrived, Madison had called you the weird girl. Even though all of you had magic abilities, it was more of your closeted personality before you become more social with the others like Zoe and Queenie. The Montgomery's cheeks had flushed in embarrassment but also frowned at the memory since she was such a itch to you the first few weeks of your arrival, "Well firstly Stephen King has been like super popular for decades. I'm not the first and certainly not the last to read any of his books. Secondly, I can't like the weird girl."

"Why not?"

"Maybe to the fact we're both girls?" the Montgomery replied, "I've seen what people nowadays do to lesbians and I certainly don't want to be the next."

"Since when do you care what anyone else thinks?"

Madison was ignoring that and had added on to what she was previously saying, "And besides, how will I ever get to know her, if she keeps dodging my questions." both of you were standing in front of each other, with your faces inches away from one another. Up until Madison had sat down on her bed, patting down on the empty side next to her left. You sat down next to her as you sighed, "How I got here, and how Cordelia found me... has a lot of bad memories, back then I was a short fuse. I flipped out a lot, the littlest things always piss me off to no end. I was in the early stages of my powers coming to be, and my mom was ignoring all of the signs. That was until I ended up started a fire in our house when I was sleeping. Even I got angry in my sleep even though it's supposed to be peaceful, but in my house there was no such thing as peace and quiet. First it started off with the power turning off, then a an electrical cord sparking til it turned to flames. Everything and everyone else inside burned down. My room, my clothes, my stuff animals, my family had all turned into dust and ash. Cordelia found me and took me here, the only thing that survived the fire was my favorite teddy bear."

You frowned at the memory, as you brought your legs to your chest and wrapping your arms around them. And you just sighed, "But yet even then, some things can't be replaced. Memories can't ever be replaced. Not that I'd expect you to understand."

The blonde nodded in agreement, "You have a point. Yet, I didn't exactly have the best upbringing with my family either. With my mom had depended on me at a young age to use my beauty on order to get us money. Over the time, she took me for granted. I didn't exactly have any memories that I cherished with my family. So I couldn't exactly imagine losing family and all of these wonderful memories." she had sighed, "As much as I liked being a star. There was a part of myself saying what if it's not who I wanna be anymore. Especially with being harassed by directors and such. I have an opportunity to start over, and maybe be the girl that likes stupid nerdy shit like Stephen King, and spiders and--"

"And the weird girl?" you had cut her off with a small grin on your face. Madison looked over at you with a small smile on her face, "Yeah. I guess so." she paused, then murmured as she stood up from the bed, "You were right. Can we go back to the easy questions?"

You allowed her request as you stood up. Then you stood right in front of her and had asked, "Would you ever, kiss the weird girl?"

Madison had almost laughed at that. Of course you would've been more braver than she had when it came to romance shit like this. Both of you just stared at each other, and you made the first move, bringing her into a kiss. Which both of you wanted the entire time you were in this room. The Montgomery shouldn't enjoy this, she likes guys and only guys. But kissing you felt more different then all the other guys she's been with over time. This kiss was filled with love and passion, which made her crave for more. Madison wraps an arm around your waist, tugging you closer to her. You pulled back to get some air because you felt like you were gonna pass out, "Holy shit."

"That's romantic." Madison chuckled.

"I mean, holy shit." you smiled wide. The Montgomery smiled back, "And you are right once again, y/l/n. I do the weirdo from here."

"I knew it." your lips had twitched at the blonde's revelation. The door to her room had opened to reveal Queenie, "Cordelia is asking for the both of you. It's about Fiona."

Oh shit. You thought to yourself. Now it was time to face the music. The last thing you heard was from Queenie, "Also, about damn time you two got together. Me and Nan were betting how long it would take."

Of course they did.

#ahs #american horror story #ahs imagines #ahs x reader #ahs: coven #ahs: apocalypse #american horror story imagines #madison montgomery x reader #madison montgomery #madison montgomery imagines #emma roberts #x reader oneshot #jaiden writes things

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starry-moonshine · 2 years ago

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Hii!! May I ask a ziggy berman x fem!reader smut which is the part 2 of “ I’m on fire “ but then gets caught by sheila then sheila goes all homophobic and stuff, Thanks !!

Hi, love! Thank you for requesting this. It was fun writing this.

I wrote this while in school 😐😬

I'm On Fire (pt.2) - Ziggy Berman

Pairing: Ziggy Berman x Fem!Reader (featuring Shelia)

Requested: yes

Warnings: SMUT, minors DNI, thigh riding, fingering, scissoring, oral (f both receiving), getting caught in the act, homophobia, swearing, and crude hand gestures

Word Count: 963

Summary: Being the teens you are, you and Ziggy decide to spend some alone time together underneath the hanging tree until Sheila catches you two in the act.

Sadie Sink Masterlist

While you help clean up the dock around the lake, you feel someone behind you, snaking their arms around your waist. The hug startles you as you look behind your shoulder, seeing your girlfriend hugging you.

"Hi, Ziggy."

"Please, can we go to my cabin?"

"Ziggy, I am helping Cindy and Tommy clean the deck from the campers swimming."

"I know, but you're not a camp counselor. Please," She begs.

"Fine, let's go."

Ziggy pulls you towards her, you follow her into the woods and over to a secluded area also known as Sarah Feir's hanging tree. The tree gave you weird vibes ever since you came to Nightwing, but ignore it when you feel Ziggy's lips against yours.

You feel yourself weaken in the knees as your girlfriend deepens the kiss, pinning you against the tree. The bark pokes at your back, causing you to slightly groan as it turns on Ziggy.

“Wait.”

“What?” She asks, brows furrowed.

You pull your top over your head, dropping it on the ground beside you both. Your bare chest is bare as Ziggy begins playing with your exposed nipples. In the meantime, you begin to feel weak as you release a breathy moan as Ziggy presses her lips against yours.

She pulls away from you as she lowers her hands down to your shorts, unbuttoning them and sliding her hand in your pantries lightly nipping at your clit with her finger tips. You grab Ziggy’s arm, looking her in the eyes.

You grab Ziggy’s hand, removing it from your panties and pushes her, turning around and pinning her against the bark, stripping Ziggy from her clothes. You finish undressing yourself, now completely bare, laying Ziggy down as you position yourself on top of her. She swings her leg over your hip as your clits touch each other. You begin bucking your hips against hers as Ziggy moves against you, moaning loudly. You go harder making it difficult to keep the moans and pants in as you both feel close. Ziggy bucks her hips faster against you, clits brushing against on another causing you to hit your high, riding it out as your girlfriend does the same. You fall beside her, pnating as Ziggy chuckles before sitting up, kissing your neck.

She begins to kiss the sensitive skin, sucking on it lightly as she marks your skin. Ziggy was a bit possessive when it came to you, so she wanted everyone to know who you belonged to. She leads a trail of kisses down to your collar bones, kissing every inch of your chest. She lightly flicks her tongue against your nipple, causing you to breath heavily.

“Ziggy~” You breath out, holding your hands up to your mouth.

Ziggy grabs your hands and puts them above your head. She uses her free hand to insert her middle and ring finger inside your wet cunt. Thrusting in and out a bit faster every few seconds.

Soon you hit your high quite fast, causing your hips and thighs shake a bit. Ziggy smirks at you before she pulls her fingers out of your wet entrance, licking your juices off her fingers. She lowers herself in front of your entrance, using her hands and holding your legs open. Spreading them so Ziggy can deep inside you with her fingers.

She begins with lightly licks and sucks against your clit before inserting her fingers in you again, but this time she makes things a bit more difficult.

“Oh, my god! Oh shit.” You say quietly.

You squirm under her touch, kissing your clit and giving light licks too. She sucks on it as you, who is under her, becomes to overwhelmed by the pleasure that your body gives in and shakes like crazy. Before you can even hit your high, you rise up and tackle Ziggy to the ground doing the same gestures to her that she did to you. You kiss her, finger her and give her oral, pleasuring her as she reaches down and rubs your clit causing you to come. Your juices drip on Ziggy as you continue on at the same time you ride out your orgasm.

When she’s near, you hear rustling in the wooded area around you but ignore and focus on your girlfriend. Before Ziggy could ride out her high, you and her watch as Sheila catches you both.

“Holy shit,” she shouts, covering her eyes.

“Fuck!”

You and Ziggy grab your clothes, throwing them on and trying to escape but Sheila stops you both.

“Wow, two dykes fucking. Holy shit, you know what they do to people who are homos.”

“We—” You begin before getting cut off by your girlfriend, Ziggy.

“Fuck off, Sheila. Who gives a shit. The only person who cares this much about homos fucking is you. Maybe you’re the homo, Sheila. Is that why you’re always on our asses?”

“No, I— I’m not into that bullshit. It’s gross,” She spills.

Sheila continues to scold you both as Ziggy hold up her hands, outstretching her middle finger and pointing it towards the brunette bully.

“Oh no, hope you don’t vomit.” You laugh.

“Ugh,”

Ziggy keeps a serious expression Sheila runs away, back to camp. She is probably gonna tell someone but they won’t believe her anyway. You and Ziggy look at each other.

“What a bitch she is.”

“Yeah,” Ziggy agrees before grabbing your hips and uses her fingers grab your belt loops, pulling you closer.

She brings your lips to hers, feeling the warm feeling coming back before you break away from each other. She drags you back to camp and into her cabin, finishing what both started. You both fall into the pleasure once more, enjoying each other’s company before it’s time to gather for group activities.

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simplymurdock · 3 years ago

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Are you accepting orders? If yes, could you do mine? Please... What would happen if the reader saved Simon Kalivoda before he was killed by the assassin. (Maybe just I think, but I would like a happy ending for him, contrary to what actually happened in the movie)

Late Night Shopping ?

summary: during the showdown at the grocery store the four teenagers distract the four dead killers as deena helps to kill sam.

pairing: simon x fem! reader

warnings: cruising, mentions of overdose, sucide, death/dying/killing. (that’s all i could think of but if i missed anything let me know and i’ll add it <3)

word count: 3,495 (did not expect it to be this long)

authors note: i was always gunna to write something like this but later on after i figured out how to write simon but the sweet @sweetpotato-97 requested this and i haven’t stopped thinking about it. Iii really hope you enjoy it and for anyone wondering i am open for any request anyone has. and hopefully will have a more formula list and rules to help clairfi who and what i’m comfortable with writing. but i really hope you enjoy this !

The grocery was something (y/n) was far too familiar with, rather that being from normal shopping, dropping things off for Simon, or picking him up from his night shift she was familiar with it. She also thought it was a nice fun place, either it being Simon boosting with joy about being employee of the month or helping him out at night after everyone left. And if anyone asked they definitely have never made out in the back by the loading docks.

So it was no surprise when Simon followed (y/n) behind the pharmacy counter and started searching for the right pills they needed. “A few months ago, my brother Timothy had an unfortunate experience in which he ingested too much of a certain substance.” Simon started to explained walking to the front desk where the group stood.

“Hun,” (y/n) shouted, tossing him two boxes that were about to fall from her grips.

“He was dead for two minutes. But… “ He trailed off glancing over at the girl next to him as they both turned back to the counter doing a little drum roll. “We got him back!”

(y/n) pushed all the boxes to her and Kate’s direction. “Kate, you up for a little mix-and-match?” The girl nodded as they started getting to work, (y/n) unboxing whatever pills and helping un cap before helping organize the different pills.

“You need to take these in order.” Simon started to say leaning on (y/n) shoulder to try and keep her calm and concentrated. “Pile one takes the edge off.” She explained pushing the large pink oval and small light blue pills closer together, closer to Sam. “You’re gonna feel like you’re being fucked by a unicorn.” (y/n) gave him a weird look as he just shrugged before Kate called her back to the topic.

“Pile two cools your core temp to were you might feel sick. But this is the most important part that Dee needs to remember cause you’re gunna be out of it. You need to take a five minute interval between the second pile and the third one. Because pile three is gunna K.O. So take that five or shit hits the fan!” She explained staying oddly calm which only freaked Sam out. “Have you eaten anything?”

“Why is any of this--?”

“Cause,” (y/n) cut Dee off as Kate finished off the piles, “She’s about to take a shit load of pills, and phrymist aren’t kidding when they say you should eat before pills. It helps make the pills work faster so Dee start filling her up with milk and bread, but mostly milk.”

“How many do we have?” Kate asked, getting their attention holding white tubes with blue tops. “Tons. Like a thousand.” Simon answered as (y/n) nodded remembering where the boxes full of them were.

“Wait. EpiPens?”

“Epinephrine, also known as adrenaline. This is what brings her back. This is Jesus!” He exclaimed making (y/n) smile widely at his excitement for what might be their last night alive.

Sam marked each of them as her blood, walking up to (y/n) who was putting the pile of pills into different cups keeping them separated but still in order. “It’s your turn,” Sam said, making her turn to the dirty blonde, clearly tired girl. “Mark me up baby,” She remarked after sighing lightly feeling the after effects of adrenaline rush after adrenaline rush.

There was a pause of silences as Sam fought with the question in her head trying to figure out if she should ask it or not. “Do you think this will work?” She asked as she made a large ‘X’ across (y/n) “PROPERTY OF SHADYSIDE HIGH GYM” grey shirt.

(y/n) thought about it for a second knowing this could work, or it could completely fail and they all die. “In theory it sounds questionable, but then again so does dead serial killers trying to fulfill a curse from a witch.” She joked making both the girls smile. “But I think it will, something just feels like this is the end. Rather it means the end for them or us. But it is the end of the curse.”

Sam smiled at her, (y/n)’s words were confusing yet comforting. Smiling at her before grabbing a napkin for her hand as (y/n) went back to the cups. “How much did you drink and how long ago?” She asked getting a confused looking from Sam.

“Uh...half a gallon and about thirty-ish minutes ago, why?”

“I take back what I said. This is definitely working.”

“Hot stuff!” Kate called getting (y/n)’s attention as she had always called her that. “We’re running interference up here!” (y/n) nodded walking up next to the dark haired girl, linking their arms.

“We got back door portal” Simon told Josh before holding his hand out as (y/n) grabbed it both squeezing it tightly before letting their fingers slowly leave one anothers.

“Hey!” Kate called getting both boys' attention before walking up, grabbing Josh’s face and kissing him. Simon looked at his girlfriend who just smiled shrugging as he smiled looking between them as Kate started walking towards the front making (y/n) running up to catch them. She reached Simon, reaching up and kissed his cheek, “I would appreciate it, if you would kiss me right now.” He whispered to her, making her smile widely feeling small goosebumps start to rise as they, “Fine, but you’ll have to survive all this first.”

“(y/n)!”

“On your tail, sweetheart!” (y/n) called running up reaching Kate linking their arms before starting to make their rounds. Both kept to themselves after agreeing to talk about everything when they weren’t being hunted down by dead serial killers. They walked down an aisle as (y/n) held a small hand held shopping baskets as Kate put random things into it. “Late night shopping?” She asked, breaking the silence as Kate gave her a smug smile. “No, it’s for--” She went to inform but was cut off when they both quickly looked behind them as a piece of metal clanged against something startling them.

Both now officially on edge, Kate taking something from the basket before (y/n) set it on the floor. Nodding at each other before going separate ways to check down each aisle. And that’s when it started. The heavy footsteps. Each of them getting closer and heavier, booming with each step making the anxiety in the (y/n) on;y grow more and more. Each boom made her stomach drop, pull and knot. Unsure where it was coming from, looking behind her and in front of her with each step. Trying to keep her back against a wall or big blocky aisle that looked like someone couldn’t jump from above. But a scream broke her from her thoughts.

Running towards it seeing Kate using the hairspray and lighter she had grabbed from the basket at the cheap now horrific skeleton. “Go! Go! Go!” She shouted.

(y/n) crouched down next to Sam, not even batting an eye at the strong puke smell which would normally make her sick. Deena looked over at them confused and still scared, “Let’s go!” (y/n) shouted as she nodded, running down the back wall where they were as (y/n) followed by keeping one of Sam’s arm around her neck as her arm held her waist. Practically dragging the poor barely conscious girl.

“I need to die. I need to die.”

“Yeah, yeah, we’re working on that.” (y/n) remarked as Deena grabbed her other side helping (y/n) out making them go faster towards the other side of the store. “We’re gonna figure this out!” She replied as they stopped for a second. (y/n) looking back at Kate seeing she was already running from the killer and seeing Dee didn’t have any of the pills.

“Lobster tank,”

“What?”

“The lobster tank!” Dee repeated as it started clicking in (y/n)’s head. “You have her?” She nodded repeatedly, “Okay go kill Sam I’ll try and keep them away.” She said making sure she had the dirty blonde before letting her go.

Walking to the end of the aisle peeking around the corner to see the skeleton looking around as neither saw any sign of Kate. It looked back towards (y/n) who quickly threw herself back, hiding father in the aisle. Hearing the heavy footsteps coming closer her way as he breathing started to become faster and faster trying to think of what to do. The only thought she had that wasn’t “oh my god I’m about to die” was to run.

So she did so, taking a quick breath peeking around the corner seeing the skeleton looking straight at her. Jumping back and starting to run, “Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!” She shouted running down the store. Quickly meeting with a wall, “Son of a bitch!” She turned right running towards the bakery knowing that if she turned left then she would have led him straight to Sam and Deena. Snaking down aisles and threw herself into the shelves, crawling behind stroller boxes and watching through the tiny slit as the killer walked right past her.

Thinking she had gotten away but jumped back hearing the screams of Kate. Quickly crawling out and running towards her screaming best friend. Hearing the bread cutter on looking up and seeing the skeleton killer slamming Kate’s face into a cake. “No! No!” She kept screaming over and over as she tried fighting him off.

“Think, think think…” (y/n) muttered hearing a large crash coming from a few aisle down. She ran up to the cutter shutting off while grabbing a muffin tin. The killer had his knife drawn back about to stab Kate who was screaming with Kate over her face while the killer held her by her throat. Salming the tin into the killer’s head, hitting it repeatedly as it quickly let Kate go. “Go! Go! Go! Get the fuck out!” She shouted hitting the killer with each word she said.

Kate thought about helping her but only got shouted at to run away. So she did, looking back every second seeing (y/n) fighting the killer off. Running straight into a panicked Simon, “Go! She’s right behind me!”

He turned her around trying to get her to run back she just came from seeing Josh gasping for air as they nodded spriting back down the aisle. Reaching the end of the aisle as Kate started frantically searching for any sign of (y/n) or the killer but seeing no one. “Where..is she?”

“Who?” Josh asked, looking around for any killers.

“(y/n) she saved me from getting diced.”

Neither of them noticing the psycho axe wielding maniac running towards them.Only ecoming aware when a large white smoke filled the air as they heard a loud clink in a row seeing a shadow hitting the axe murder. All trying to fan the smoke from their face seeing (y/n) holding a fire extinguisher panting as the killer’s head was bashed in and slowly started to come back to life.

“Move it before he chops off your head!” She shouted, grabbing Simon’s hand as they started running back down the aisle.

“But Ruby’s this way!” Josh yelled as him and Kate were running behind her and Simon.

“Then break right, I’ve got a plan!” She shouted as the turned right at the end of the aisle. Following the heavy breathing girl to a pile of stuff on top of the table where Sam put her bloody napkins on.

“Okay, clean up.” She started, throwing Kate a washcloth to whip the cake off her face. Turning back to the table grabbing the baby wipes and throwing it to Simon while also tossing Josh a new shirt.

“What?”

“Why?’

“Because we are about to play a very fucked up game of cat and mouse” She stated dropping down to the large bowl of Sam’s watered down blood. “I’m getting Carried so that way they will all be after me. Josh stays with Dee and Sam. While Si and Kate help me keep their interest.”

Simon crouched down next her placing his hands on top of her’s getting her full attention. “Are you sure about this? I mean you can die from this. Like shit can very likely go wrong.”

“Si, I got this just trust me, yeah?” (y/n) said in full confidence making Simon nod, “I trust you completely.” He said making her smile.

“Kate you ready?” She looked up at the dark haired girl who threw the washcloth down and pulled her shirt off changing it with another. “That skull motherfucker tried to shove me throw a bread silcerr I want his fucking head.”

“Josh?” He sighed before nodding, “Good, now back up.” She stated as they did so, watching her pick up the large bowl as she poured it over her head. Gasping at the sudden cold, whipping her eyes and mouth.

Josh had ran back to Dee who was half way drowning Sam. Leaving the three as they heard the footsteps coming their way. The skull and axe murder appeared on the other end of the aisle. Both their speeds picking up as (y/n) started to run off, “Si, stay away from that Ruby bitch!” She yelled snaking through each aisle ending up with the axe murder folloing right behind her as the skeleton followed on the other end of the aisle. Simon and Kate kept their distance, picking up anything they can throw to (y/n) to help ping-pong their attention to her. While also looking for Ruby seeing no sign of her anywhere, but hearing her singing erraly through the entire store.

Ending up getting trapped the axe murder on one end and the skeleton on the other while Ruby pooked herself from behind the flaps that lead into the back freezer. (y/n) panting while starting to panic looking at all of them. “Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!” She cursed trying to find a solution hearing Simon and Kate running her way but knowing they wouldn’t make it.

And so she did the only thing she could, shut her eyes and hope for the best. Hearing the light buzzing of the lights as she peeked one eye open to see they were all gone. As an electrical thud sounded through the building as it looked like nothing was there. Like the killers never even where here. That was of course besides the cuts and bruises they had from the night.

“Josh, Josh! Come help me! Get the pens! Someone get the fucking pens!” Deena shouted repeating for someone to get the EpiPens.

All four of them ran up chucking whatever pens they had. Simon helped bring her down to the floor as Dee sat next to her holding her face. Taking each pen and stabbing it into the wet dead girl’s chest. “Are you even doing it right?” Josh asked worried it wasn’t working after the third one.

“I don’t know. I don’t know.” She breathed out clearly panicking. Taking more pens and stabbing her chest and still getting nothing.

(y/n) grabbed Simon’s hand squeezing his hand tightly not taking her eyes off Sam’s body. All watched in horror as Deena went through every pen they had and still getting nothing.

Deena gasped seeing none left, reaching up and holding her face desperately looking for any sign of her being alive. “Sam?”

“Wait, it’s not working cause her blood isn’t flowing.” Kate explained as Dee’s eyes widened before stacking her hands on top of one another and starting CPR. “Come on!” All watched in anticipation as the teen girls body laid flat and still. And for the first time in the night (y/n)’s eyes started to water everything hitting all at once, turning back to Simon who wrapped his arms around her hugging her tightly.

Hearing nothing but the pants of everyone trying to catch their breaths and Dee’s counting as she was still at the CPR. All slowly losing hope until the coughing started. Watching as Sam started coughing and retching up a white foam liquid, and once it all came up she was only coughing up water.

“It’s over,” Dee started to sooth the blonde pulling her head into her lap as everyone let out a sigh of relief seeing her alive and breathing, while trying to catch her breath but breathing nonetheless.

+°✮*. · ∘ .

It was now the next night, they had spent the rest of the night and the following day talking to the police. Having their story be that Simon had asked (y/n) to came help him get something he left at the store. They thought someone was trying to break in so they called their friends to come and get them. The hardest part to explain was why (y/n) was covered in dried blood. She lied to Goode that she had run into the freezer to check the side door when she tripped and spilled animal blood over herself.

And she had just gotten out of her second shower, opening the bathroom door leaving the steamy room, turning the light off as she walked into her room. “Okay,” She said, getting Simon’s attention who was sitting on her bed waiting for her. “I need you to check me over cause I really don’t want to take another shower.”

He smiled at her, pressing his lips together as he just looked at her. “Do you like what you see?” She teased, raising her brow. “You know I always do,” He replied, pulling her onto the bed getting on top of her and placing sloppy messy kisses all over her face. She smiled widely laughing, “Si stop it you’re--” She started to complain int between laughs as sorten kisses would tickle her skin.

“I can’t help it, your lips are just too damn kissable.” He said simply, smiling looking at her before his eyes narrowed as she mocked him doing the same, breaking into a smirk, “What?’

“You still owe me that kiss,”

She tilted her head to acting like she was thinking about something. “I do? Uh, I guess I just don’t -- Oh that kiss?”

“Yeah that kiss. I survived thanks to you, might need an inhaler for a bit but who the fuck cares about that when we beat the shit ou tof some ghost?!” He exclaimed sitting up while still straddling her.

“Yeah, I wasn’t thinking about our overall health with the fumes and what not...I just had to save you.” She said muttering the last part remembering running off after hitting the skeleton killer more than enough and hearing voices and running. Grabbing the fire extinguisher thinking it could help and arriving just as the axe murder was drawing his axe back about to kill Simon. Not worrying about the side effects the fumes from spraying might have. And it ended up giving them a prescription for inhalers.

“Hey,” He said softly, breaking her attention abc to him. “We did it, oaky? Everything is okay, we are all okay, it's over and everything is over.” He reassured her as she smiled sweetly up at him, feeling nothing but love and safeness. Reaching up at him, placing both palms on either side of his face and pulling him into a kiss. A sweet passionate kiss that felt like electricity filled your body. Both ended up smiling during the kiss. Pulling apart and just looking into each other’s eyes. Not noticing or caring about any of the minutes passing.

(y/n) pressed her lips together as she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him down with her. He wrapped his arms around her waist as they brought each closer, nuzzling her face into his neck. Feeling comfortable and safe, both enjoying one another's presens after the hell night that had just gone through.

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