#chad meeks Martin x fem!reader

[https-yutaliker]

"she tryna make love, i'm tryna make movies" c.m.m. x fem!reader

-16 dni i am begging on my knees PLEEK word count: 1.6k ermm warnings!! breeding kink, choking (just a lil), mentions of recording (none actually done though), fingering, cum play (i think), size kink, petnames (sweet girl, baby, etc.)

your back hits the back of the door with a large thud, the hand of your boyfriend following swiftly after, making its way around your neck snugly as he crowds into your space. “fuck baby, so small–  can almost fit my whole hand around..” chad groans, his hand slightly squeezing from its resting position.

your hands desperately grab onto his bare back, leaving scratch marks in their wake. you whimper at his words, mouthing along at his neck as he maneuvers his thigh between your legs, heavy panting being shared between the two of you. his hands leave your throat to grip onto your hips, pressing deeply as he drags you along the firm surface. “chad,” you gasp, a pit of heat burning in your stomach.

“there you go baby, just like that,” he groans in your ear, one of his hands squeezing harder at your hip as he pushes his thigh harder, breathing heavily into your ear. the pressure is becoming too much, your breathing becoming labored as your impending release licks at the back of your neck. your legs clench around their home on his thigh, head falling back as you release a groan of pleasure, legs tightening around his thigh as you cum, chest falling rapidly as chad lifts your head back up from the back of your neck.

your lips are still connected, making out sloppily as your bodies thump throughout the hallway, attempting to navigate the familiar path to your dorm bedroom as chad desperately grasps at your clothing, removing articles with whiny grunts as you reach your bedroom.

he shuts the door with his foot, joining you on the bed as he looks up at you for consent. you nod, allowing him to remove your bottom clothing.

chad’s fingers rub over your slit, your thighs jolting together at the action. he chuckles at this, bringing down one of your thighs while rubbing circles into your thigh. “relax, sweet thing.” he mumbles, making his way down to kiss on your inner thigh, his long fingers gathering your slick as he admires your glistening cunt.

“f-fuck, chad!” you mewl loudly, clenching around his fingers as they make their way inside. “need more, please- oh god.” you moan, legs quivering as your lover works his fingers, searching for that one spot he knew would make you crumble into him. “yeah, my baby needs more? you want another finger mama? you nod enthusiastically, “please chad, feels s’good– fuck!” your pleading is cut off as he works in another finger along with the other two, curling them slightly. “fuck, tiny thing can barely handle these, how’re you gonna fit my cock in, baby?” he says teasingly, watching you squirm in his hold at these words. he pulls his fingers out, not giving enough time to mourn the loss as he pushes them back in with vigour, a loud moan escaping your lips as he finds that gummy spot in your cunt.

“f-fuuuck mama, feels good doesn’t it? gonna cum for me and be a good girl, aren’t you?” he grunts into your ears, slightly biting down on the shell of your outer ear. you let out a whimper at his words, your nails dig into his biceps, crescent marks left behind.

"m’gonna cum, please let me cum..” you plead, chest heaving as his movements increase in speed at the sounds of your pleasure ringing through his ears. he moans at the feeling of you clenching around him, trailing kisses along your neck.

“my perfect little whore, such a good girl. you wanna cum for me? make a mess on my fingers?” chad emphasizes his words with another harsh thrust of his fingers, curling them into your walls once more. your stomach curls, back arching as you grab onto a handful of his hair.

“f-fuck! baby i'm gonna– oh!” you exclaim as the taut thread inside of you snaps, your release washing over you suddenly, gushing around chad’s fingers. 

“just look at you,” chad hums, watching you come undone before him, body still shivering through your release. “should’ve recorded, yeah? my pretty girl.” he sighs into your neck, slowly removing his fingers from your cunt, admiring the sight of your slick on your fingers before he licks up your release, maintaining eye contact. you shudder at the sight, before your breath hitches at his hand coming into your line of sight.

“suck.” is all he says, fingers prodding at your slightly agape mouth. without looking away, you grab onto his hand, enveloping the appendages in your slick mouth. “o-oh ffuucckk mama, just like that,” he moans, eyes rolling back at the feeling of your tongue caressing his fingers. he drags them out slowly, watching the spit trail fall onto your lower lip, and with a gentle finger, wipes it away. 

you stare at him for a moment, before grabbing his face and connecting your lips as he immediately reciprocates. his tongue is pushing past yours, your hands finding their home in his curls as you tug harshly on them. he lets out a whimper, your mouth swallowing the sounds of his pleasure.  the two of you pull apart panting as you try to catch your breath. 

chad pushes himself up onto his knees, shucking his boxers as your push onto your elbows, watching his actions. he throws them somewhere in a corner of the room, descending upon you as he grabs his cock. he rubs it against your core, a sigh of pleasure leaving both of your lips as he slowly pushes in. the stretch is dull, but pleasant, the feeling of being full brings swears and moans of chad’s name as he slowly pulls out. “i got you baby, just relax.” he whispers into your ear, head moving to nose at the crook of your neck.

your mind is hazy, the lingering pain in your thighs long forgotten as your boyfriend hikes them further up his shoulders, his cock pushing even further into your heat. “nnngh- fuck, you’re so tight sweet thing. should’ve done this ages ago if i knew it was gonna be like this.” he grunts, fingers pushing into your hips as he holds them down, hips rutting into yours. the impact of your hips against his pushing you up the bed with every thrust.

“ye-yes! just like that– mmmh!” your pleading is cut off by one particular thrust aimed at your g-spot, legs trembling at the motion. you clench down on chad, tears of pleasure making their journey down the expanse of your face as he groans at the warmth and tightness. his face falls into your shoulder, small whimpers of pleasure being muffled by the skin of your neck as your legs tighten around his waist.

“jesus– shit sweetheart,” he whines, teeth slightly digging into your neck as he winds his arms around you, pressing your body closer to his. each thrust knocks the air out of your lungs, breathy whimpers escaping as your release tickles at the back of your neck, the coil inside of you about to snap. “c-chad i can’t– please let me cum, please!” you beg, nails digging into the muscle of his back as you whine. even if he didn’t give you permission, you knew you wouldn’t be able to hold back.

“let go, pretty girl. cum for me.” right as the words leave his mouth you burst, screaming in pleasure as chad continues rutting into you, leaving you a moaning mess. 

your mind goes blank, no thoughts or sensations besides the ecstasy of your release. the overstimulation catches up soon after, the pleasure almost too much as you call out to your boyfriend. “chad i-i can’t,” you squirm, trying to wriggle from his arms. “fuck baby i’m almost there.” he grips your jaw, forcing you to look up at him “so fucking good,” he moans out as he speeds up his pace, hips stuttering as his own orgasm catches up to him. pleasure washes over chad as he lets out a guttural moan, hips pressing into yours as his load spills deep inside of you.

you gasp, nails digging into his skin. “there you go sweetheart,” chad says, stroking your cheek as he slowly pulls out. as he watches his cum spill out, an idea makes itself known and before he can stop himself, he pushes his cum back in with two fingers. you moan in surprise, his fingers being removed as he licks them clean of your fluids before leaving a chaste kiss on your forehead. “did so well for me, you always do.” he whispers, pressing your foreheads together.

your eyes flutter shut, lungs trying to fill with air as you wriggle against the bedsheets. you faintly hear the sound of water rushing somewhere, mind not fully there as you hear the creaking of the weary dorm floorboards. the feeling of a warm washcloth over your core shocking you out of the pleasant haze. “there you are sweetheart, feelin’ okay?” he asks, trying his best to gently clean you up. you let out a grunt, head lolling to the side. he chuckles, leaving a peck on your lips as he finishes cleaning you up. discarding the washcloth in the dirty clothes pile, he retrieves a new pair of underwear for you both from the drawer. he pats your thigh gently, “move your hips up for me real quick,” he mumbles. you oblige quickly, the feeling of fresh cotton on your skin soothing you.

after quickly shuffling his own pair on and making sure you’re situated, he lifts the corner of the comforter, allowing you to climb under first before joining you. his arm makes its home around your waist, pulling you closer as you let out a heavy sigh, the weight of your actions inevitably  weighing down on you as sleep overtakes your eyelids. the last thing you feel before finally succumbing to exhaustion is his hand gently stroking your side, the up and down of his breathing lulling you to sleep.

AHHH OMGGG I FINISHED ITTTT

[velvrei]

reader losing her virginity to chad meeks bc he’s a such a gentleman and i love him

omg he’d be so gentle & sweet. this is teeth-rottingly sweet and i kinda love it. i got a little carried away so this one’s a little longer ;)

⟡ his large hand gently came up to your ear, he hovered above you, your back laid carefully against the cozy, white mattress.

you were kissing, he pulled away to gaze down at you, admiring your beauty as a small smile pursed his lips; his hand held your leg at his hip.

“i know you’re worried, baby, but here’s no reason to be. i’ll take it nice and slow, okay?” his gentle tone comforted you, a weight lifting off your chest.

his lips reconnected with yours, gentle hands roaming your body as if he was searching for any last signs of doubt.

he slowly reached his hands down to your waist, slowly pulling down your shorts and looking into your eyes, pulling back from the kiss. “i love you, okay? this okay?” he spoke, just above a whisper.

you practically melted at how sweet he was being and smiled at him, “yes,” you we’re desperate for his touch.

you had done stuff before, his favorite thing was to eat you out, but this was the first time you planned on having sex.

chad nodded and slowly took off your bottoms, along with your underwear, still watching your face for any changes or forms of hesitancy. he smiled when he found none, and sat up, undressing himself.

he sighed when his cock sprang out of his boxers, you couldn’t help but stare as he leaned down again and lifted your chin with his fingers.

“hey, gorgeous, you ready?” he said, lining himself up with your aching cunt. you nodded slowly, and he scoffed and kissed your forehead.

“you gotta use your words, babydoll, i gotta make sure you one hundred percent want this. okay?” his words were soft, unlike his dick that was practically begging to be inside of you, but he was willing to suffer if it meant for your full comfort.

you nodded, speaking up, “okay, chad. yes, i’m ready.” those words alone had him kissing your lips and slowly sliding into your hole. you felt yourself stretching out and your eye rolled back at how full you felt.

chad couldn’t help but smile when he saw your furrowed eyebrows, he started kissing all over your face to try and distract you from any possible pain.

“chad,” you spoke, giggling a little at his cute actions. he just smiled, and intimately kissed your lips one last time.

“does it hurt baby, you okay?” he spoke, eyes intensely on yours, looking deep in as if he could read the words from your soul.

you gulped, “doesn’t hurt that bad anymore, you can start moving, just slowly, please.”

chad nodded, slowly thrusting his hips out of your hole, then back in, earning a moan from you as your hands fell to his chest, gripping into his shoulder.

“keep going,” was the only real sentence you could form, and he watched your gorgeous face as it contorted to pure pleasure, it was overwhelming how good his cock filled you up and how good it felt sliding in and out of you.

“i got you, love, i got you.” he mumbled in your ear, interlocking his hand with yours. you could feel his warm breath on your neck and it added to the pleasure, sending shivers down your spine.

“faster,” you whispered, and chad heard it loud and clear sense your lips were right next to his ear. he smiled and started thrusting in and out of you faster, the feeling of pain washing away and replacing with much, much pleasure.

“oh fuck!” you started feeling yourself screaming, unable to contain them. thank god, ethan landry was out, otherwise he would’ve heard your loud moan and knew what was going on.

chad moved his hand down to mess with your clit, rubbing it in circles and watching as your turned to putty in his hands. “that feel good, babydoll?”

you nodded, forgetting his rule and watching as he just smiled and laughed. “so good you can’t even form words like i asked, huh?” his thrusts sped up, your nails digging into his back making him moan out slightly.

chad was a very vocal guy, you found out after your first handjob with him, but sex was another level. chad’s head fell in between your neck, mouth falling open and letting out any cuss words or praises that fell with it.

“you’re doing so good, so good.” he praised, rubbing your clit faster and speeding up his strokes. he expected you wouldn’t last long sense you were a virgin, and he was right.

you started trembling when he whispered nonsense again in your ear, “good girl, baby, such a good girl. taking me so well. look at you, a fucking mess for my cock.”

you moaned out, legs starting to shake, “chad- chad,” you started repeating his name over and over again, completely forgetting what you were trying to say, and he just laughed at you, already understanding what you were saying.

“i know baby, it’s okay, cum for me.” those words alone could’ve sent you over the edge, and they did but along with the feeling of his fingers messily rubbing along your clit, and his warm mouth whispering little praises as he fucked you.

you felt as if your legs went numb and your hearing went out for a minute, you’d orgasmed before, from his fingers and mouth, but the orgasm with his dick just felt so much different, and better.

you whimpered out as you came down from your high, watching as chad trembled.

he couldn’t hold on any longer, either. he didn’t expect to cum that fast but seeing how hot you looked under him, trembling and moaning because of his manipulation it really got him.

he pulled out, not knowing where to cum and you used your last amount of strength and sat up, opening your mouth with your tongue sticking out.

“come on, love, cum in my mouth,” you said, and your sudden control sent him over the edge, as he shoved his dick down your throat, holding it all the way down and spilling his warm seed into the back of your raw throat.

he panted and moaned until the last drop fell out, and he let go of your head. “fuck.” he swore loudly, out of breath but forgetting everything that just happened.

“are you okay?” his attention was now fully on you, as you nodded. “yes, i’m okay.”

chad smiled and got up, getting you a wash cloth to clean up the access mess he made, and kissing your forehead after. he laid down to cuddle with you and watched as you instantly fell asleep, still in awe with how beautiful of a girlfriend he scored.

[cosmicpearlz]

too busy being yours

summary: being in a secret relationship suddenly kills you when another girl openly flirts with your man.

pairing: chad meeks martin x fem!reader

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you and chad had been dating secretly for over five months now. the two of you decided to keep it a secret from the group because you wanted to enjoy each other privately. it meant sneaky into each other’s dorms and leaving a couple of minutes after the other person to meet.

“sorry i’m late! my painting class ran a little bit over time,” you rushed over to the benches your friends sat at with a bright smile.

“you’re just in time, we’re talking about the upcoming halloween frat party,” mindy said to you while you sat down next to chad. a knowing smile was shared between the two of you.

“someone’s been getting down and dirty,” he points to your paint covered skin. you playfully roll your eyes and shove his shoulder.

“yeah yeah whatever. i’ll have you know that-“

“hey chad, right?” ameila, a known cheerleader at blackmore stood in front of the group ignoring the burning stares of everyone.

“uh yeah?”

“i just wanted to ask if you were going to the halloween party on saturday.”

“we’re all going,” chad motions with his hand to the rest of the friend group.

“good, save me a dance,” she winks at him and walks away. you’re mood was instantly put off by another girl hitting on your boyfriend. you couldn’t even say anything because to everyone else, you guys weren’t dating just friends.

“anyways. y/n, what’s your painting this time?” tara turns her body to face you from the bench opposite to you.

“um the theme is new york related, so i was doing something about the subways. i think i’m gonna go back to my um dorm to wash off this paint,” you looked down at your shoes and back up with a weak smile. you decided to ignore chad’s worried look and got up from your seat.

“i’ll see you guys later,” you waved and walked away.

-

a knock on the door pulls your attention away from the book you were engrossed in. standing up, you walked and opened the door. on the other side stood your boyfriend who still had the worried look in his eyes.

“what’s wrong with you?” he pushed passed you and walked into your room. with the roll of your eyes, you sighed closing your door.

“well hello to you too shit.”

“babe.”

“what?” chad wraps his arms around your waist pulling you into him. his eyes kept their gaze on your face the entire time.

“what happened out there?”

“nothing, i wanted to wash the paint off of my body.”

“that’s it?”

“um yes? what else would be wrong?” the fact that chad didn’t see the bigger picture of another girl hitting on him was crazy to you. you didn’t want to bring it up, scared about being the overly jealous girlfriend. even though you were incredibly jealous.

“you’d tell me if anything else was wrong, right?”

“of course baby,” you pecked his lips and removed yourself from his arms to put your dirty clothes in your laundry basket.

“hey hey, i didn’t say that you could remove yourself from me,” chad picks you up from behind making you giggle while he lays you gently on your bed, hovering over your body.

“so i have to ask for permission to move?” you whispered as you caress his face with one hand.

“yeah.”

“oh really?”

“mhm,” he bit his lip before leaning down to kiss you once again. you loved moments like this with him. it was as if you were in your own little world.

-

you threw your shot back bitterly while glowering at chad and ameila taking shots together. she had grabbed his arm the minute you guys stepped into the house. pulling him to where the other cheerleaders and frat boys were. it didn’t help that his costume consisted of being a shirtless cowboy. your costume matched his being you were dressed as a dallas cowboys cheerleader.

“y/n you might want to slow down. this is like your four shot in two minutes,” ethan said to you while looking at mindy and anika for help.

“can’t.”

“is it because your jealous over the cheerleader and chad?” you looked at mindy’s smug face with wide eyes.

“why would i be jealous over that?”

“you’ve been staring at them the entire time. plus, we all know you’re in love with chad,” anika pitches into the conversation.

“you know what, i’m gonna go dance,” you shook your shoulders and headed to the dance floor. if chad wanted to play this game, he’ll be the one losing.

-

when chad turned his head, he expected to see you with ethan, mindy and anika on the couch but you weren’t there. he sends a questioning look to his sister. to which she points to middle of the room holding back a laugh.

he turns his gaze to mindy’s pointed finger and finds you dancing with some asshole. a certain fire was burning within him. how dare someone else dance with his girl? without missing a beat, he walks over to where you were completely ignoring ameila’s calls for him.

“howdy partner, she’s coming with me.” you stopped dancing to stare at chad.

“what was that? i didn’t hear you.”

“uh yeah you did.”

“well we’re having a good time, aren’t we?” you stayed quiet keeping your eyes on your boyfriend whose anger was growing by the second.

“this isn’t up for debate,” chad swiftly picks you up and puts you over his shoulder. one arm holding your legs and a hand holding your ass knowing that the shorts of your costume was short enough.

“chad what the fuck!”

“stop talking.”

“no, what is wrong with you? let me down!” he continues to ignore your pleads and the stares of other party goers. he walks upstairs and finds an empty room, only then did he let you down. chad crossed his arms over his chest matching the glare you gave him.

“what the fuck was that?”

“i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“that little stunt you pulled back there,” you moved your gaze from him to the floor.

“look at me baby,” he gently cups your cheeks making you look at him.

“you gotta talk to me. tell me what’s wrong,” with furrowed brows, you felt yourself get mad again. you remove yourself from his hold and crossed your arms over your chest.

“my problem is you and ameila.”

“me and ameila?”

“you heard what i said chad. don’t act confused.” he chuckles slightly causing you to get even more mad.

“oh so your laughing at me?”

“yes because there is no ‘me and ameila’. you’re being ridiculous,” you scoffed at the boy and started pacing.

“then why are you entertaining her? huh?”

“oh i see what’s happening,” you stopped your pacing to glimpse at his growing smile on his face. of course, he’d find this humorous.

“what’s happening babe? enlighten me.”

“you’re jealous.”

“am not.”

“are too. the evidence is there don’t try to deny it,” he points a finger at you with his stupidly handsome smile.

“you’re literally entertaining her!”

“i’m sorry if it seems that way but i’m too busy being yours to even notice another women. you’re my women,” chad tugged your arms uncrossed and moves you closer to him.

“it’ll help if she’d know that too.”

“you want me to tell everyone that i’m yours just like you’re mines?” you nodded your head at his words. maybe being public will stop the very obvious flirting towards him.

“i need your words sweetheart,” his breath whispered on your lips sending a shiver down your spine.

“yes, i want be with you publicly.”

“yeah?”

“stop being a tease,” you groaned and hid your face in chest while wrapping your arms around his waist.

“i’ll scream it to the world that i’m in love with you. everyone will know that i only have eyes for you.”

“good. and everyone will know i only have eyes for you.”

“hell yeah they would,” chad pulls back from the hug to kiss your lips. he’s been dying to do that ever since he forced you into the room to talk to him. he’ll never get over kissing you.

you jumped making him catch your legs, so that they were around his waist and your arms around his shoulders. chad deepen the kiss caressing your ass with his hands. a moan slipped through your throat and you pulled away from him. he tried chasing your lips desperately wanting kiss you again.

“easy there cowboy,” you whispered biting onto your bottom lip.

“can’t help myself when it comes to you.”

“let’s go take this rodeo somewhere else, yeah?” he places you down and keeps his lustful eyes on you.

“sounds good to me, i got a horse you can ride.”

“chad!” you slapped his chest with a laugh, feeling your face heat up.

“i told you i can’t help myself when it comes to your sexy ass,” he slaps your ass and opens the door for you, following right behind you. with joint hands you guys headed back downstairs.

[mikeyss1ut]

hey girly 🤍 hope ur okay! is it possible for you to write a chad meeks x fem reader angst. i’m dying for one.

Ok this isn’t like super angsty but it’s kind of sad.

Prompt: instead of Anika being on the latter it’s you, the only difference being you live and live through the pain.

It was never your intention of getting with the collage jack ass jock. But when you really got to know him he wasn’t a jack ass after all. He was sweet and caring and he loved you for who you were. But then ghost face attacks hit again and it wasn’t so good for him or you.

It didn’t help that the whole group thought it was you and Ethan. Never trust the love interest. Right? Wrong! Not in this case.

You were airdropped the photo of Quinn being attacked while you were sitting on the couch and glansed up to see Chad running over to you picking you up and holding your hand. He had been at the table with the “core four” that you weren’t in. But hey, if you survived they might let it be the core five!

Quinn’s “life less” frame was pushed out of the door and ghost face appeared. He attacked the first two people he saw. Mindy and Chad. Stabbing Mindy in the leg and Slicing a cut in Chad arm. He went more for Chad though tried to finish him off. But you hit him and then he went to you. And Chad tried to get up but he really couldn’t. Ghost face stabbed you and threw you against the wall.

Tara and Anika had already been out of there but Sam stayed, helped hit ghost face as you 4 gathered in a little room.

Danny, Sams man put out a latter for you guys to climb through, but since you, Mindy, and Chad lost blood it was best Sam went first. Them Mindy. And then…

“Ok, baby you go come on.” Chad said

“No, no, Chad no I- I can’t please just go first I- I’ll be right behind you, ok? “

“No, y/n go first!” He said

“No! GO! Your wasting time just please.” You were already historically crying.

He listened and went first, then you got up.

“Y/n come on baby please you got this don’t look down!” Chad said

“Y/n come on please” they all yelled.

You slowly went across the latter until suddenly the chatter of telling you to hurry stopped.

“W- what?” Then you looked behind you to see ghost face.

“No, oh my god no.” You cried even more. You tried holding your grip but your hand slid off you almost fell, almost. But since you were a little more than halfway to the other side of the window Chads long ass arms grabbed you, and pulled you back up he almost fell out the window too.

You were just about in, but ghost face teased you and shook the latter, you barley held on , until you saw Sams hand, you quickly grabbed on, as your other hand held on to the latter as best as you could. You don’t know how it happed but you managed to get in the window and as soon as you did you fell straight down into Chads arms as he held you and had a sheet he got off Danny’s bed on your wound holding in as much blood as he can.

He pressed a million kisses to your face and just repeated “I’m so sorry.” To you.

As the whole group turned you both the only thing that could come out of there mouths was “I’m sorry we thought it was you.” As Danny called the police.

[websterss]

im dying for anything chad related like i can just imagine he is such a protective bf especially after what happened in woodsboro, like that man hardly lets you out of his sight, which is very endearing but probably gets overwhelming itself

AHHH my first Chad fic okay okay here we go for this beautiful beautiful man.

𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐒 — 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒-𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓: I'm dying for anything chad related like i can just imagine he is such a protective bf especially after what happened in Woodsboro, like that man hardly lets you out of his sight, which is very endearing but probably gets overwhelming itself

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): pure fluff, two idiots in love.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1,053

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Chad Meeks-Martin x fem!Reader

𝐀/𝐍: I hope you enjoy it!

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

After having moved to New York for college and after losing Liv. I feel like Chad would gravitate towards you slowly, and then let his protective side showcase a little more. You were there for him when you had to tell him about Liv dying. About the way that Amber- you know. Shot her. You granted him your shoulders for him to cry on. After almost dying, it seemed that brought you and the others closer. A traumatic experience bonding you all for life. And seeing as just how special you were to Chad, he’d want to ensure that you were okay. So when you wanted to head off somewhere on your own. You bet that Chad was there. Out of his seat, phone, and wallet in hand ready to accompany you.

“Oh my is that the time…” You let out a yawn. You squinted from the massive reflection of your phone's bright screen. “I should head back to my dorm…”

“I should head back too. Come on I’ll walk you back…” Chad moved your legs off his lap and patted your knee. You groaned, visibly exhausted and not wanting to get off Sam and Tara’s couch. “Come on sleepy head. It’s like a half-hour trip to get there.”

“Don’t remind me…” You sigh begrudged and lift yourself up. Gathering your bag and jacket.

“Sam, Tara, we’re leaving!” Chad called out.

“Okay. Text me when you get there okay!” Sam called out from her room down the hall.

“Yeah!”

“Yup!” You both let out at the same time.

You and Chad open the door and walk out, then descend to the first level awaiting you. You throw your head back, eyes wanting to close shut to fall back into the deep slumber you were in.

“Come on, it’s not that bad!” Chad poked fun at your tired state.

“This is your fault!” You punch his shoulder.

“Wha—“ Chad is baffled. “My fault? I told you not to fall asleep.”

“And you said you’d wake me!” You exclaim.

“Okay in my defense you looked adorable. Who was I to interrupt a needed nap.”

“I did…I did need it.” You pout

“Come on. It’ll be over before you know it and then you can fall fast asleep again.”

“I’m gonna fall asleep on the train.” You warn.

“No, you’re not. I’m gonna make sure of it.” Chad laughed at your annoyed expression and started making his way down the stairs.

-

You did in fact fall asleep on the train. Chad had to nudge you a few times to get you off his shoulder but when you did, you both made your way back to campus soon.

“You didn’t have to walk me to my dorm ya know. You’re like on the other side of campus.” You lean back against your door. Head resting on it. Eyes softened as you stared at him. You appreciated his need to make sure you got somewhere safe and sound. Honestly, you realized he made sure everyone was together and safe when you left parties and when you needed to get back home.

“I did. You know I do. After what happened the last time. I’m not letting there be room for any repeats…Not this time.” He reached forward slowly and faintly caressed the scar you secured during that horrid night. It was small, but big enough to catch someone’s curiosity. The line ran angled on your temple. There were also the not-so-obvious scars you did hide, but this one held a reminder to Chad that that night was real. That he almost lost all of you. He looked down and let his hand fall to his side again. Enclosing it into a tight fist for letting his impulsive thoughts get the better of him. He had a bad habit of reaching out to you. This was none of the latter. You looked away. Not knowing what to make of each time he stared at your scar, at you, like you were this precious vase that he was trying tremendously to keep from shattering. To keep from dying at the hands of another masked psycho who had a knack for Woodsboro’s history and killing innocent people. A knack for movies that were based on dozens of survivors and traumatic experiences. It was sickening, and he wanted to do everything in his power to prevent another mishap from happening.

“Get some sleep, sleepy head. You look like you’re about to make that door your new bed.”

You muster a chuckle, eyes closed, further proving your obvious tiredness.

“I just might…” You grin.

“Get inside okay? Lock the doors and-“

“Don’t answer the door to just anybody. I know…I know.” You push off the door and act without thinking. Chad breathes a laugh out as you press a chaste kiss on his cheek. Then turn to open your door. “Text me when you’ve made it to your room okay.”

“Y-Yeah….” He quirks a brow at you. He goes to say something when you bid him goodnight, with a kiss. “Yeah, night…” He lamely waved even though you had already shut the door behind him. He reached up. The tips of his fingers brushed where your lips pressed against the side of his lips. He hadn't expected to gain such a physical act of affection from you, but then again, you probably didn't think too much of it. You were practically falling asleep on him just by standing in front of your door, perhaps you didn't realize you had kissed him, or perhaps you meant to kiss him on the cheek instead. But you had leaned in so casually. He certainly wasn’t prepared for it. He shook it off with a smile and started making the walk back to his dorm. He had tomorrow to look forward to and he needed all the rest he could get.

You had walked in and started making your way to begin your night routine. You didn’t question much of your and Chad’s interaction until you had slipped your bag off your body and let it thump against the ground, and then you froze. Panic rose inside your chest as you began to register that the kiss you wanted to plant on his cheek, didn’t happen. Oh shit, you thought. You kissed him on the lips instead.

[1d5soslittlemixonechicago]

New OC

Maddox "Max" Mendoza(OC)x Ethan Landry

Saylor Berelc (OC)x Jack Champion

Celina Oliver (OC) x Chad Meeks-Martin

Maia Maxwell (OC) x Mason Gooding

So feel free to send requests so I can write for them also check out the others.

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Scream masterlist

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[euaphora]

BOY YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO ALIVE, JUST BE MY LOVER ?!

✎ᝰ dark!corrupted!ethan x reader

Ethan would help you every Thursdays, tutoring you after class so you could keep up. He knew you would often get distracted when the professor would ramble and explain the work. He would always look over his shoulder and catch you sleeping or munching on a snack while doodling stars on your work.

“Y/N!” He whisper-yelled, leaning toward your desk. You looked at him and gave him a quick smile as you offered him some cookies from the ones you brought from your dorm.

The lecture ends and he goes up to you, helping you carry your bag as he has his behind his back. “Ethan, could you please help me with the work from today? I zoned out the entire time.” You ask, looking up at him with your doe eyes and hands being formed in a pray motion. He giggled at you, opening the door for you, “of course but you need to pay attention more

The time read a quarter to nine as you were spread across your bedroom floor with Ethan on the other side of you. He had books stacked up against each other as his physics book was displayed infront of you both. He was explaining the basics of physics, talking about the different formulas and techniques.

All you could think about was how good he looked when he would talk about something he was genuinely interested and passionate about. You just nod at him and give small, “mhm.”

“Ethan, do you have a girlfriend?” You question him as you see him freeze up and slowly look up, eyes pretty widened . “Uh-no! I..don’t have a girlfriend.” He stutters, looking back down.

“How come? You’ve got the looks and personality and who wouldn’t want to?” You giggle out, teasing his dating life. He nervously laughs, joining you as you move closer to him. He backs up a little, thinking he should give you more space.

“Yeah, I don’t really know but it’s not a big deal…” He quickly turned his head away from yours as he looked anywhere but your direction. You grab him from his left cheek as you made him look at you, smiling when he made eye contact with you.

His eyes fixated on your lips then back to your eyes, you got the hint and pulled him in for a kiss. He pulled away, “did I do something-’’ you felt your lips meet his again as you widen your eyes but quickly smile into the passionate kiss.

He grabs onto your hips, not pulling away from the kiss the whole time, making you straddle him. “Can I touch them?” He looks down referring to your titties. You give a nod, softly pulling on his curly hair as you move your hips back and forth. He lifts up your shirt and bra, giving into the soft, plush of your breasts.

He starts by groping them and twisting the bud of the nipple, watching you squirm on top of him. He wraps his mouth around the other one, leaving a little bruise around them. You pull on his hair harshly this time once you feel him roughly bite into your left one.

He lets out a small whimper, getting back at you by harshly smacking your ass then rubbing it so it doesn’t leave a deep mark of his palm, not yet atleast. “Ethan!” You whine out, making him smirk. “You can’t be mad at me, baby. You started this or did you forget?

“God! Just…don’t stop please!” He rocks your hips further and deeper onto his clothes bulge, “I’ve thought about this for so fucking long, you don’t understand.”

[coryosbaby]

Eyes on Fire

Fandom: “Scream Vi”

Pairing: Vampire! Ethan Landry x reader, werewolf! Chad Meeks Martin x reader

Summary: You’re like their own personal brand of heroin, in each way they want you.

Warning: dark themes , extreme blood play, wound fucking?? Oops, nsfw . Threesome, anal, double penetration

Chad and Ethan can be aggressive, sometimes.

It’s always been apparent in your relationship, and it’s most definitely apparent now as Ethan’s fangs scrape against your neck and Chad’s rut consumes your senses. Being in a threeway relationship with a werewolf and vampire can be a bit much, but it certainly isn’t boring; they’re both using you by holding you between each of their bodies with their abnormal strength, after all.

It should be an uncomfortable position, but it isn’t. The pleasure consumes you as Ethan fucks your pussy and Chad fucks your ass on the other side. Your body is hovering above the carpet of your three’s shared bedroom, clenching down as the prominent sound of skin hitting skin echoes. You whine when Ethan bites down harshly on your jugular.

“Like that?” Ethan growls. “Getting used like a little blood whore?”

“Yes, sir.” Your voice comes out in a rough squeak, and when the brunette begins to suckle from the bloody wound you cry out. Everytime he feeds from you, it’s like an orgasm in and of itself.

“Good.” Chad finishes. “Little ass is so tight- oh my god..”

His nose goes into your hair, takes in your scent and your wetness below. His eyes glow a deep golden, his resolve breaking from his rut. When he gets like this, he’ll take it out on Ethan, you, or both at the same time. The usually sweet and gentle boy becomes inhuman, and in the best way possible.

He wraps his arm around your neck, practically puts you into a headlock as he splits your ass open. And Ethan, on your other side, matches his pace with ferocity; the myth that vampires and werewolves can’t work together is completely heinous.

“Take Chad’s dick, you dirty bitch. Yeah, that’s it..”

Ethan’s voice is rough, sharp bloody canines running over his lips as he forces you to open your mouth wide. He spits inside harshly, the feeling of your metallic blood and his saliva mixing on your tongue. Your eyes roll back, breath catching, and when Ethan looks into your eyes you know that his captivating is overtaking you.

When he does this, it’s hard for you to concentrate. His eyes will lock you in, and you’ll be able to do anything he asks. He does it with your consent, of course. Only during times like these.

“Good baby,” Ethan coos. His thumb rubs over Chad’s knuckles as the other boy grins into your neck. Your pussy is clenching harshly around Ethan as his low voice whispers harsh and teasing in your ear. “Why don’t you cum?”

It’s immediate, his command flicking a switch in your brain and your cunt, and with a shallow scream you’re squirming around both of their cocks as your first orgasm of the night washes over you. Your clit isn’t even stimulated, but it seems to release sticky wet juices all over your swollen lips and drip down Ethan’s cock. He smiles, that crooked, sadistic smile, and when Chad suggests that they bring you to the bed, how could either possibly say no? So with an easy amount of strength, the both boys are moving you over to the bed and throwing you down onto the soft mattress below. You cry out, the feeling of the emptiness in your holes making you frown as their cocks slide out of you.

“We know, sweetheart.” Ethan coos. He crawls over your beautiful nude body, fangs ghosting along your spine. You shiver.

“Please..” your voice is a mere whisper. The urge to be drained for Ethan’s pleasure is so incredibly prominent that it makes your legs shake. The boy laughs, moving over to your side so Chad can take his place instead and shove himself into you again. You sob, his cock stretching your puckered hole even more than before.

“Dirty bitch is sucking me in,” Chad groans. “Tight little ass is just begging to get creamed.”

“Jesus, I know. Look at that…”

Ethan’s sitting up on his knees now, and he brings your right cheek into his palm to spread you apart more. Your stretched asshole is exposed to him, used and abused as it gets pounded by Chad’s gigantic length. Your eyes roll back.

And then once again, Ethan’s fangs are scraping over your skin; your right cheek, right next to where you’re being impaled. His teeth sink into the soft muscle, and the sound you let out is so incredibly loud that you’re sure the neighbors can hear.

Blood begins to gush out of the wound, two bite marks apparent on your skin. Chad looks down, and the sight of the blood there makes his eyes roll back.

“Give me that shit,” he mutters gruffly. “Let me lube her up with it.”

It’s not an odd request for either you nor Ethan; with feeding and being a vampire, blood play has to be involved. And so Ethan pulls away from your vessel with a pop and begins to run two bloodied fingers over Chad’s moving cock. It’s not a lot at first, but the more the hot red liquid spills out of you the more lubricant you get. And when Ethan pulls his mouth back down and begins groaning into the bite marks again, he pulls away with a mouth full of spit and delicious metallic blood.

Drunk off of you getting impaled, he spits down onto your clenched hole and watches as Chad’s cock mops it up for him. Blood runs down his neck and chest, abs clenched tight and cock red. He grabs it in his fist and presses it against your mark. It makes a sting begin there, but it isn’t unpleasant, and as he rubs his tip against your gaping wound a low heat begins. He begins to hump against the bloody mess, his face scrunched up in pleasure as he watches you drip blood all over his girthy dick.

“Eth… what’r you doing?” You slur, confused. Chad’s eyes are only fixated on the sight in front of him, pummeling you still.

Ethan scoffs, slapping his tip against you. “What do you think?”

His carelessness makes you mewl. The bite mark hurts now, but it hurts in the best way. If anyone could see you right now, they’d confuse you for a werewolf omega in heat. As Chad watches you, he wonders why god didn’t make you into such a thing.

Speaking of.

Chad is close. Like, extremely close. And if he doesn’t cum now, he won’t be able to control himself. He knows he’s going to go for multiple rounds, anyway, so where’s the harm in creampie-ing you now? He grunts, watching his cock spill inside you without a wait or warning. You gasp. His cock squirts against your walls and drips down into your taint, and he grins as he continues to fuck you vigorously once again.

“Daddy’s cum feel nice, honey?” He teases.

“Please!” It’s all you can say, all you can scream, as he throbs inside you.

Ethan’s bloodied cock is coated now, practically entirely red; if anyone should know anything, it’s that vampire bites make sure to bleed. Unless he wants it to stop, of course. He knows you can only take so much with your fragile human frame, and he knows that if it ever goes too far, Chad will be there to stop him, and vice versa. It’s how they work, and they work nicely.

Removing himself, Ethan begins to crawl over to your mouth. His favorite part of you, besides your tight pussy and ass; he loves the feeling of your warm wet tongue and the back of your throat when he hits it just right, the sound of your uvula pressing against him and spasming around his aching prick. You open your mouth wide when he puts the tip against your chin.

“Open,” Ethan demands. “You need to clean up the mess you made.”

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A/N: I said I was gunna post this MONTHS AGO n never did, LMFAOO

[reinerszn]

scream men when breeding !

content warnings: nsfw/smut, dark content, afab!reader, contains ethan, chad, and charlie, they all dom in this, sub!reader, gf!ethan, noncon, mentions of baby trapping, virgin!reader (ethan), mentions of bodily fluids (cum, blood), p in v, unprotected sex (don’t be like them!!), pet names (baby, princess, puppy, sweet thing, pretty girl, bitch), praise, if there’s anything else, lmk :3

xylea’s note: got nails done while this was in my drafts 😭 getting use to them so that’s why it took me so long to finish this :( anyways!! i’m more than willing to do multiple parts for this and include the girls!!! just let me know who’d u wanna see next :PP also first time including dark content.. pleaseeeee block me or refrain from reading this if ur not comfy with that!

CHAD MEEKS-MARTIN.

━╋ AGHHHH he’d be the type to talk you through it, letting it be known how much he loved the way your cunt would squeeze around him. he loves praising you :(( he also knows that his praise is what keeps you going. he loves to worship your body, leaving lingering touches and grabs as well with endless kisses all over.

—

“oh fuck baby.. you’re doing so well f’me. so pretty like this. want me to—fuck— give you a baby?” he’d coo out, watching you become undone before his eyes. the way you squirmed and arched your back, attempting to wriggle out of his firm grip gave him an overwhelming feeling that made him feel like he had possessed such a strong power over you.

chad has you on your back, legs pressed up against your chest n tummy. your eyes were screwed shut from the pure bliss you were feeling from his fat cock stretching your cunt out. “don’t hear you answerin’ me princess.”

“yes please— chad pleasee,” you’d whine out. “give me a baby.. want you to be a daddy.”

and that just pushed him over the edge. all you could feel were the hot ropes of his cum spilling into your womb and all you could hear were chad’s continuous grunts and praises of how well you were doing.

ETHAN LANDRY.

━╋ we’re talking about ghostface!ethan here. he is absolutely ruthless. he’d definitely want to fill you up til’ it’s leaking out your pretty hole and running down your thighs for everyone to see. he’d only have the intent of getting you knocked up just to trap you into staying with him. he’d call you all these pretty names but his intentions were far from wholesome n pure.

—

you were currently pressed against the cold, brick wall in a vacant alleyway. the wind blew against your skin, causing goosebumps to form. ethan was rutting inside you, his thick cock stretching you out so prettily. from the intense stretch and you being a virgin, you bled a bit on his cock. “oh you pretty girl.. bleedin’ all over my cock. ‘m g’na give you a baby.. you’ll never be able to leave me.” your head fell limp onto his shoulder and you squealed, nails digging into the flesh of his back and through the thin, black robe he was wearing. “too much.. ‘s too big!”

“you can take it baby.” he’d say between grunts. “sweet dumb thing.. drooling and panting like a bitch in heat.” a few more thrusts between your velvety walls and he was already spilling into you, keeping his cock inside. after making sure his cum was buried deep in, he pulled out and slid your panties back up.

“you’ll look so pretty as a momma, baby.”

CHARLIE WALKER.

━╋ he’s a perv!!!! argue w me if u think otherwise. he’s had the fattest crush on you and would always try to get you to notice him someway somehow. of course you knew who he was; his desperate attempts were very patent. he’d try to flip up your skirt to take a peak at your panties or rub his dick against your ass every time he’d somehow get pressed up against you. very cliche but one day he just got fed up and pulled you into a vacant classroom and fucked you so sweetly for wearing such a short skirt to school.

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“wearing sucha tiny skirt to flaunt that ass of yours, huh baby?” you weren’t even wearing panties underneath! charlie’s head began to cloud up. he slipped through your folds without warning, filling you up deliciously. you felt so tight around him and he couldn’t help but whimper and bury himself all into you. “fucckkk baby.. s’tight!”

you were already all braindead on his cock :( feeling him invade through your walls to kiss your cervix. “charlieee.. what if— what if someone walks in on us!” you manage to whine out, head limp on the desk as he fucked you so sweetly. “you’d want that, huh baby. wanna show people how much of a good girl you are, right? takin’ my dick so good, isn’t that right?” he’s nuzzle his head into the crook of your neck, his hot breath down on your skin. all you could do was nod your head dumbly.

he was drilling into your cunt; the squelches your pussy was giving him only riled him up more. “g’na fill you up all nice with my cum.. make you plump with my babies.” charlie would be so grabby, fondling with your meaty hips and your chubby ass.

“please.. please please please fill me up.” your breathy moans, whines and whimpers were so heavenly, he wished he could be able to hear them all the time. “i will baby.. i’ll have it drip down those pretty thighs of yours too. making sure everybody knows you’re mine.”

with that, he pushed deep inside, emptying his balls into you. grunts and whimpers left his lips as he sloppily kissed your neck, leaving wet kisses.

[sku-nk]

Heyyyyy!! I have a Tara Carpenter x Fem!Reader request!

Chad and Mindy drawing on Reader and Tara's faces when they sleep. They wake up to see each other faces covered in silly doodles.🙈

Chad Rulez (Mindy, Too)

Synopsis: Tara's got a little something on her face... Hey, so do you!

Warnings: Language, Tara being evil

A/n: dont ask about the title. also i wasnt ignoring you 😰 ive been doing a lot (especially with that long ass thing im writing haha)

By no means are you an artist. You've never willingly set foot inside an art gallery. Those blobs of color on top of other blobs of color don't represent much to you besides boogers. Art doesn't speak to you the way it seems to speak to others.

Usually.

But right now? As you're laying there in bed, all sleepy-eyed and groggy, having just woken up to the sound of snickering, that marker mustache on Tara's upper lip is really saying something. Her whole face is speaking to you, actually, especially the sloppy CHAD RULEZ scrawled on her exposed forehead.

It makes you giggle despite the situation, already knowing what Chad (and if you knew anything about the twins, Mindy, too) had gotten up to. It's a quiet sound, muffled by your hand as you try not to wake your girlfriend, already planning to take a picture or ten before you do wake her.

Though your giggle is quiet, it makes the brunette stir, and you internally wonder how the hell she slept through being drawn on by those two babies.

That's right, those babies.

Those babies that are currently hunched over the two of you, doing their absolute best to keep their composure as they watch you. It's funny, you think. Almost enough to make you laugh, the nearly dead silence, the thick atmosphere as the the three of you just keep glancing between each other and Tara. The twins definitely seem to be enjoying this more than you, Chad in particular looking like he's about to explode. He's got his hand covering his mouth as he makes funny little noises behind it.

A particularly loud snort pushes you over the edge and you burst into laughter, your laughs causing both the twins to break. The three of you can't control yourselves at this point, and it makes Tara's face twitch into an expression of confusion, eyes still closed as she lets out a sleepy groan.

"Guys, can I fucking-? Is it-"

She can't even formulate a proper sentence with all this noise and her grogginess, so she opens her eyes to at least give the three of you a glare.

But it's not a glare that takes over her face, it's a look of shock and then a wide smile as her laughter joins your own. You're confused, but not too confused to calm down, the homemade tattoos on Tara's face (and maybe your lack of sense in such early hours) making your ribs hurt as you laugh.

"Holy.." Tara struggles out as she grips your nightshirt, trying and failing fo fight back giggles. "What the fuck?"

You shake your head. "I don't— Oh my God!— I don't know, you just look-"

"I look? You look-"

And then it dawns on the two of you. You can't stop laughing, but you hastily fumble around for your phone on the nightstand as Mindy smacks your leg, cackling.

"Fina-fucking-lly!" she exclaims as she and Chad nearly fall to the floor laughing. Chad is quite literally choking. You open your camera and your eyes almost pop put of your head when you see yourself. You've got 'tattoos' similar to Tara's, a goatee to match her mustache and a much neater MINDY TOO on your forehead to match Chad's signature on Tara's. You look like a Halloween costume version of a criminal.

Tara all but snatches your phone, her expression mirroring yours as she sees her own face. She looks back up at the twins.

Then at you.

Then at Chad.

"Is that a sharpie?!" she exclaims, throwing the blankets off of her in a sudden burst of energy. Chad's laughter subsides and he glances down at his hand that is holding a sharpie. He drops the sharpie and grips Mindy's shirt from behind, pushing her in front of him as Tara steps up close.

You scramble up as well, knowing from experience that Tara's awfully scary when she's angry, even if she is only the size of half a Chad. Chad knows this, too.

"Wait, it wasn't even my idea, I don't even, I- I don't — Tara!"

But Tara's not listening. She's picked up the sharpie and is holding it like a knife. Mindy shakes Chad off of her, rushing out of the way in favor of not being caught in the crossfire. You wrap your arms around your girlfriend from behind, holding her back.

"No, it's funny, this is fun, come here!" she says to Chad, her tone saying the exact opposite her words are. "It's your turn."

It was, in fact, Chad's turn.

[jazzyoranges]

Recollections of the past

Tara Carpenter x fem!reader

Summary: when you die, Tara struggles living without you

Words: 2k

A/n: thanks for all the love on ‘birthdays and stress’ :D

Warnings: scream 6 spoilers, major character death, angst, hurt/comfort (but mostly hurt), blood, crying, mention of sex

Tara swears she can hear angels sing when you catch her eye. She looks at you, and her heart soars. It might’ve been the booze, it might’ve been the second-hand weed, but something came over her when you looked at her with the utmost adoration. Tara can’t control her body when she starts to lean in closer, and you end up closing the gap.

Your lips fit together like you’d done this hundreds of times before. You pull the smaller girl on top you, and Tara sighs like she’s just been accepted into heaven. Her hands tangle into your hair, and it’s your turn to sigh as she starts to massage the back of your head.

Unfortunately you’re both humans that need air to breathe, but that doesn’t stop you two from diving back into each other when you’re both ready for more.

Tara made sure she had the first pleasure of saying ‘I love you’ only seconds after you asked her to be your girlfriend.

“Little miss eager, are we?”

“I’d come up with a witty remark, but i’d much rather have incredibly soft sex with you”

“God, you’re such a dork. I’m surprised we haven’t done this sooner”

“God can’t help you anymore, baby. You’re all mine, and i’m not letting you go~”

“You’re saying that like it’s a problem”

“I remember the night i realized i was in love with you. Whenever i miss you, i always think about that night. I know i’m always telling you about it, but you were just so… ethereal. I don’t think i’d ever be able to forget how you smiled at me.”

On particularly bad nights when Tara had nightmares about Amber and the Ghostface attacks, you were always there to tell her it’ll be okay. At first Sam wasn’t too approving, but you reminded her of herself. You gained Sam’s trust when you showed up at their front door in the middle of the night looking like you’d just woken up (which you did) and proceeded to let Tara cry into your neck until the sun came up.

You’d rub circles into her back and massage the back of her head until your hands were numb, and the circulation of blood has long since left your fingers. Even before you two were official, you’d give Tara the most tender kisses you could offer her.

When you kissed her nose, she’d scrunch it up and give you the tiniest smile. When you kissed her cheek, she’d giggle and mumble ‘That tickles’ in a barely audible whisper. Finally, when you kissed her forehead, her wrinkles would disappear like they were never there. Only then would you start to lay Tara back down on her bed and let the smaller girl sleep until the afternoon

Tara found your smell intoxicating like a drug. She needed it to sleep, go outside, or do anything. She just need you around her at all times. Tara would steal your clothes just for the days you couldn’t be in her apartment.

“I haven’t washed any of your clothes. Sam tells me they’ll grow mold, but i’d keep them either way. Your mom let me take home most of your clothes. Sometimes i wish you’d bought more so i wouldn’t have to use the same ones every night.”

It’s been 3 weeks since you’ve died, and Tara hasn’t gotten used to the idea of you not being home. After long nights under the sheets with her, you’d make Tara something to eat every single morning after. Your aftercare didn’t stop until you decided your girlfriend was well taken care of.

Breakfast in bed, relaxing baths, Tara may as well be the queen of England with how much you spoiled her. More often than not, you’re up and awake hours before Tara. You use this time to clean up and tidy until your next round of fun times.

You’d wash her clothes, prepare her bag for classes, and clean up the strewn about clothes from the night before. When Tara woke up, she’d be able to hear the sizzling of bacon on a pan, and your less-than-ideal-singing. Tara found it adorable when you’d mess up a lyric or try and hit a high note.

Tara still woke up to bacon sizzling and music in the background, but your voice was no longer there. Maybe you just got tired from singing? Yeah. Definitely that. Tara waited for you to arrive in her room. You usually came in around 9:30 am, but the clock quickly turned into 10:00 am, 11:00 am, 12:00 pm and even 1:00 pm. Before she knew it, Sam was spoon feeding her at 10:00 pm and you still weren’t there.

“Whenever i smell breakfast and you’re not in bed with me, i always assume you’ll come bursting through the door with a smile on your face with a tray of my favorite food. I’ve spent hours waiting for you to show up, but you never do.”

It’s been 2 months since you died, and Tara hadn’t left her room in days. Sam was growing more and more concerned as time passed. She didn’t want to admit it, but Sam was scared. What was she supposed to do in this situation? Her baby sister was hurting, and she wasn’t able to take away her pain. Sam wasn’t dumb. She saw how you two looked at each other. There was nothing but love.

Sam didn’t want to admit it, but you’d won her over long before she showed it. You were a good friend as well. Always offering to be a shoulder to cry on or an ear to listen. Now you were gone, and Sam didn’t know how to help Tara heal.

After a particularly long night at work, Sam wasn’t met with the silence of an apartment, but the crying of her sister. Sam wanted to do something, but she didn’t know what. So for now she’d be the shoulder to cry on, just as you had been for the Carpenter sisters.

A nervous Sam opened Tara’s door, and she was met with her younger sister curled in a ball while wearing your shorts and shirt. Sam felt tears prick at her eyes from the sight, but she had to be strong. She had to be there for her baby sister. Slowly walking toward Tara’s bed, Sam leaned down to meet her eyes.

“…Sammy?” Tara croaked, and Sam could feel her heart shatter. Tara’s eyes were bloodshot red and her eye bags were such a dark color they rivaled her freckles. Tears were a constant stream on her face, leaving a damp spot on her bedsheets.

“Oh, Tara…” was all Sam could manage before she got into bed with her younger sister. Sam felt like a mother rocking her baby to sleep after a bad dream. God, Sam wished this was a bad dream. The older sister didn’t believe in any deity or god, but that night she prayed. Sam prayed to whoever out there would listen. She prayed her sister would be alright. She prayed her sister would be able to heal. She prayed for this to be a nightmare, and that you’d be alive and breathing the next day. Her last prayer never came true.

“On really bad days, i wear your clothes and put a heat pad on my stomach and pretend it’s you holding me. Sometimes in the middle of the night i can feel a warmth around me. I used to think it was you, but it ended up being Sam trying to comfort me.”

It’s been a year since you died, and Sam has been urging Tara to go outside more. It started off as easy and simple things. Getting groceries, going to the movies, and checking out books at the library. Tara actually got the number of a very pretty librarian. She was beautiful, kind, and sweet. Tara would’ve said she was the one before she’d met you. The librarian — whose name was Katie — asked Tara for her number.

Sam said this could be good for Tara, but they both knew this could only end in one way. Despite this, Tara agreed to a first date. Then a second date. And then a third date at Katie’s apartment.

But Tara’s heart was never in in. Tara felt bad she was wasting such an amazing girl’s time. Her wake up call was when Katie kissed her, and she didn’t feel your lips on hers. Tara cried, and Katie understood she wasn’t the right one. The brunette apologized and apologized, but Katie knew her heart was elsewhere after the first date.

“When other people kiss me, it doesn’t feel right. It feels like i’m cheating on you. I think about the disappointed look you’d have on your face when i come home, but you’re not there to give it to me. I know you’d want me to move on, but i don’t think i can.”

You died ferociously protecting Tara. Punches, kicks, and bites were exchanged. You fought, and you fought hard. But ultimately, protecting Tara was always bound to be your demise. You were battered and bruised when Ethan took the bag off your head.

“Y/N!”

“Not a step closer, Tara.” He pointed the gun at your head. “Or your precious girlfriend over here gets it”

“Fuck you.”

“A lover for a lover. If Richie can’t be alive, neither can she.” He pushes the gun closer to your head, and you have to suppress a shiver at how it’s covered in blood. “You sisters don’t deserve to be happy”

You look up at Tara, and both of you know one person between you two is going to come out of this alive. You decide it’s going to be Tara.

‘I love you’ are the last words you mouth to your girlfriend before you use all your body weight to knock down Officer Bailey and Quinn. A bullet is in your skull less than a second later.

“I still have nightmares, but they’re mostly about you. They’ve gone down with time, but some nights i have to see your face. I can’t tell whether it’s a curse or a blessing most times”

You died when you were only 22. Young and bright-eyed, you were still able to change the lives around you. Mindy shared many of your interests, Anika was your best friend, Chad learned about his love of football through you, and Sam was the sister you never had. But most importantly, you were the love of Tara’s life.

Tara wished she photographed every single moment she had with you. she knows better now. After your death, Tara spent more time with her family — which Chad named ‘The Core Four’. There were sleepovers, game nights, and movie nights way more often now, as per Tara’s request.

Moments with you were only in memory, and she vowed to never let your name leave her mind. So, Tara started to write. At first it was memories and fun moments with you, but it quickly turned into her experiences with Ghostface, and the story of her life. This was only meant for herself, though. Tara saw firsthand how media affects real life.

“I know how much you loved red velvet, so i got you a cupcake. It’s from a new bakery i know you’d like” The brunette sets down a red velvet cupcake with cream cheese frosting and a candle at the base of your headstone.

The shorter girl looks up at the sky, and is met with a rapidly setting sun. “Well it’s getting dark, and i have to leave soon. I don’t want to worry Sam.”

Tara opens a heart-shaped locket around her neck with a picture of you and her in it. Bringing it to her lips, a few stray tears run down her face. “Happy 24th birthday, my love”

[velvrei]

getting into a heated argument w chad (perhaps about another girl trying to make a move on chad, but he’s a bit dumb and didn’t notice), so the reader is yelling, and it’s quite hot. eventually, chad stops replying and just stands there w his mouth open, and it ends w smut 🫶🏽 (sub! chad pls)

omg this is my favorite request so far. my apologies for the extremely long wait, school & sports have been keeping me extremely busy!

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my cowboy

pairing : chad meeks martin x reader

summary : at the party, girls are flirting with chad & he’s so naive he doesn’t realize that he does it back. you point that out to him, and teach him a very aggressive lesson.

warnings : REALLY sub!chad, smut, little angst, reader handcuffs and blindfolds chad 🫣 use of mommy, mentions of slapping, finger sucking, chad has a degradation kink, argument scene, chad worshipping reader, dumb chad tbh, unprotected sex (wrap ur willy dawg), slight pda

word count : 6k+

authors note : lowercase intended, inspired by the scene of kirsten durst choking and domming her man in the show “on becoming a god in central florida”. (it was so hot so i had to write a fic inspired by it)

nsfw under the cut

the weekly parties at blackmore university were one of the wonderful benefits of being a college freshman. you weren’t new to parties, but as a freshman you were newly introduced and instantly gained interest.

loud music was playing, and you could smell alcohol and perspiration in the air. normally, you would have felt repulsed by it and cringed. but you were preoccupied with seeing what was happening in front of you.

chad, your boyfriend, was talking to one of the girls that cheered for his football team. the girl seemed to be getting a little touchy, her hand on his bicep.

“easy there, tiger.” mindy from your right spoke, watching your anger remain the same as you paid no attention to her. “your spilling your drink over there.” anika added, taking the drink from your hand and pouring it out into the sink near you, “she’s not even listening to me.” she mumbled. warning a cackle from mindy.

you watched as chad smiled and looked around. you, being petty, turned your head toward mindy so he couldn’t find you. if he wanted to flirt with other girls, he can’t just come find you as a backup after. you knew that wasn’t actually how he was thinking, he was probably unaware and searching for you, but you didn’t care.

mindy rolled her eyes at you and threw away your smashed drinking cup, turning to you and looking you directly in the eye. she waved a hand over your face, “earth to y/n.”

you finally snapped out of your angry trance and looked at her, slightly. “what?” anika laughed and wrapped her arm around mindy, who’s as slightly tipsy. “why are you about to start rage crying?”

you shook your head, trying to forget all the hateful feelings you'd just gotten toward the cheerleader who obviously knew you and chad were together. you and chad literally had matching costumes, for god sake. however, his was just a little sluttier than yours. part of you wanted to be petty and change that. a deftones song started playing, you took that as your sign to go cause some chaos.

you turned to the two girls, giving them a small thank you. they both shared a confused laugh and watched you run away and out of the room.

you quickly went to your dorm, which was only down the hallway, and looked through your closet. you smiled when you found the top your roommate, tara had given you.

you smiled and took off your tank top that once fully covered your body, now replacing it with the skimpy top from tara.

chad hadn’t seen your costume on you yet, let alone you. you showed him the costume itself, but not on you, so he was in for a little surprise after your change due to your pettiness.

your skimpy top from tara consisted of cloth the length of your bra, practically a bikini top, as it tied around your back and purposefully showed your cleavage. you decided to keep your tiny midi skirt on, cuffing it up a bit and looking at yourself in the mirror.

you smiled at yourself before taking a mirror selfie, grabbing your phone and exiting the room, feeling much more confident than you did before. it was fun being petty.

you made your way down the hall and back into the party room, feeling in your element as you saw a table with multiple alcohol bottles. you grabbed two full, unopened bottles of liquor and brought them to where your friends were.

around you was tara, mindy, anika, wes, ethan, quinn, and some other people you didn't know the names of. chad was no where to be seen.

you tried not to let that bother you, as you approached, earning loud whistles and howls from your group of friends.

"oh my god, who are you?" tara asked with a huge smile, covering her mouth, pretending to be in shock. you shrugged and smiled, hearing the music and starting to dance, moving your hips from side to side.

you set both of the bottles down onto the table and looked at your friends, using your finger to decided which friend you wanted. you started swaying and looked at all of them, "someone get the fuck up and come dance with me!"

tara was the first to stand up, her bandana on her head slightly falling, making anika and mindy giggle to each other.

mindy mumbled to anika, "watch, when chad comes back he's gonna see them twerking on the dance floor." she said, jokingly as she watched the two girls start swaying their hips and grinding on each other to waka flocka flame.

anika turned to her girlfriend, "ten bucks they have angry sex tonight." holding her hand out, she watched as mindy's expression changed to sour.

mindy's eyes widened and she turned to to anika, "ew, anika, i don't wanna think about my twin brother angrily banging his girlfriend!" mindy stopped and rolled her eyes, putting her hand to anika's, "deal."

meanwhile, you and tara were grinding on each other on the dance floor, not taking notice of anybody around you, until tara spotted a certain cowboy from the corner of her eye.

she stopped, and tapped your shoulder, music too loud to hear her words so she brought her hand and lips to your ear, “chad’s eyeing you, on your right.” she whispered somewhat discreetly, and you waited a second and caught a glimpse of your right.

you noticed chad’s usually happy, handsome expression, but watching as it fell, and his adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed his spit. his gulp was hard to miss and you continued watching his eyes as they skimmed down your body. his eye twitched, almost making you giggle. he was basically eye-fucking you.

he didn’t even notice your gaze until he snapped out of his trance, looking at you with wide eyes. however, you did nothing about it. just smiled and blew him a kiss. you didn’t even see what he did after that because you went back for dancing with tara.

but, boy, did you have a hold on him.

the rest of the hour you didn’t even bat an eye at chad, no matter how many countless times he tried getting your attention, you ignored it.

now, you were sat on a couch, surrounded by your friend group discussing what ever the hell came to mind.

chad, on the other hand, was no where to be seen. you obviously cared for him, but in that moment you let your petty wife take over and would figure out where he went, later.

“this party is kinda boring, let’s amp it up a little bit. tara, truth or dare, girl?” mindy, who was half drunk, spoke, her words slurring together as anika laughed at her side.

tara placed her head in her hands, pretending to think for a minute before answering, “dare, duh.”

mindy and anima turned to each other and discussed for a second, as if they didn’t already have a dare in mind.

“i,” mindy started, but anika interrupted, “not her, we,” mindy rolled her eyes and corrected herself, purposely over exaggerating it, “WE, dare you to make out with ethan.”

you couldn’t help but laugh as you watched the brunette boy’s eyes widen, like a deer in headlights who was just taken aback. ethan swallowed hard, looking at tara, who was eyeing him like a snack she wanted to devour.

the situation made you laugh, as tara stood up and walked over to ethan. mindy and anika shared looks, as tara bent down to whisper into ethan’s ear. everyone watched carefully, and with a nod of ethan’s head, tara smashed her lips onto his and straddled him.

mindy gasped, watching the two horny teens brawl it out with their tongues, “holy shit! i was not expecting that!”

everyone howled and cheered, laughing along. you couldn’t help but cheer and laugh too, your best friend was making out with your boyfriends best friend.

speaking of your boyfriend, where was he?

you removed your eyes from the two horny teens and searched around the room, looking for the gorgeous man you call yours, but he was no where to be seen. you checked your phone, no text messages from him either.

you tried to think nothing of it, but your mind kept slipping every little while as the truth or dare game continued.

after a painful two minutes of tara and ethan’s kiss, tara hopped off of him, wiping her mouth. you giggled when you saw ethan’s mouth area smeared with shiny, sparkly lip gloss.

tara sat back in her seat next to you like nothing happened. she turned to anika, “anika, truth or dare.”

anika laughed, “after seeing all that i’m saying truth.”

mindy gasped, placing her hand on her heart, pretending to be offended. “you don’t wanna aggressively make out with me as a dare?” she spoke quickly.

she looked at her girlfriend as if she had betrayed her. anika couldn’t help but laugh even more, “we can do that any other time, my love.”

tara cleared her throat before questioning the couple. “kiss marry kill, this group right here, plus chad, not including mindy.” your lips pursed at the mentions of chad, watching as anika’s shot you a look and her face changed.

“not my twin!” mindy whined. anika rolled her eyes and thought for a moment.

“well, i’ll start off with y/n,” mindy’s mouth fell open as if she wasn’t expecting that, anika began explaining herself, “she knows how to deal with a meeks-martin twin and that takes some serious commitment, so, i’d marry her.”

mindy rolled her eyes as anika continued speaking, “kiss wes,” as soon as those words left anika’s mouth mindy gasped. “what?!”

anika giggled and continued, “i’ve seen how wes treats his girlfriend, very gentlemanly. i respect that.” anika’s words made wes smile shyly from the corner.

“aaaand, i’d kill ethan. no reasoning really i just know him the least out of everybody, no hard feelings, kid.” ethan shrugged.

ethan had no clue what anika had just said but he still nodded. poor boy was still replaying his kiss with tara in his tipsy mind.

anika smiled and started looking at her potential candidates for the question she was about to ask, but then noticed an absence. “where’s chad?”

anika looked at you, which you shrugged. “i haven’t really talked to him sense i came back, matter of fact i haven’t really spoke to him at all, tonight.”

anika’s eyebrows raised, but she stopped and her face changed, from a confused frown to a sneaky smirk. “i see what’s going on here.”

you, had no idea what the fuck she was talking about. “what are you talking about, anika?”anika and mindy shared a sneaky look as anika continued her words.

“you saw chad talking to a girl and got jealous, then went and changed into something,” anika used to her hand to gesture to your new outfit, “obviously sexier, chad saw you, and now he’s is no where to be seen? i know what’s going on, here, missy.” anika spoke like a fourty year old mother.

you were still confused as ever, so mindy rolled her eyes and stepped in, literally, she almost fell over.

“chad’s probably either off trying to make you jealous, or he thought you looked to hot in that costume and couldn’t contain his sexual urges.”

mindy gagged at her own sentence, “i’m never speaking about my brother like that again.” she mumbled under her breath, earning a slap in the shoulder from anika, to which mindy whined at.

your mouth fell open and you laughed, “i-“ you went to speak but didn’t really know what you wanted to say.

“i- i don’t know?” you said with a laugh, watching anika and mindy as they smirked at each other, “i should probably go find him, though, i’m worried, he’s not answering my texts.”

they nodded as you stood, slipping your phone back into your purse. the group blew you kisses goodbye and you left the living room in search of your boyfriend.

you went into the kitchen, looking for chad but finding some juice boxes in mindy and anika’s fridge instead and snatching one for yourself.

you struggled to punch the straw through the hole, and heard a laugh from behind you.

your turned and saw this guy from your econ class, dressed as what looked like a witch, walking up to you and putting his hands out. “ do you need help with that?”

his british accent was faint, you didn’t remember him having one, let alone him in general, but you asked no further questions. “sure, thank you.”

the guy opened the juice box using the straw with ease, and smiled down at you as he handed it back.

“i’m foster, by the way,” he spoke, smiling.

it was almost as if his teeth had that toothpaste commercial shine and you couldn’t help but notice how white and perfect his teeth were.

he put out his hand, and after a few seconds of debating you shook it, giving him an awkward smiling before looking around you.

“foster it was nice speaking to you, but i really need to find my boyfriend,” you said, emphasizing the word boyfriend and watching as his face changed.

he threw his hands up as a defensive, “oh, i’m sorry, please resume whatever you were doing, my lady,” he noticed the weird look you gave him and went to explain himself.

“sorry if i’m coming strong, i’m like really gay, and kind of drunk.”

tou laughed at that and tapped his shoulder when you spotted a certain buff cowboy over his shoulder across the room. “no problem foster, it was nice speaking to you, i’ll see you in class, tomorrow.”

and with that you said no other words to the witch, walking over to your boyfriend.

however, you stopped about halfway, noticing a drink in his hand, and a short, pretty blonde girl in front of him.

she was laughing at something he said. you rolled your eyes, knowing damn well your boyfriend wasn’t that funny.

you set your juice box down on the counter and walked over to the two. your boyfriend noticed as you got closer but the girl purposely paid no attention to you.

chad saw you and his face lit up, "hi y/n!" he spoke lightly, almost innocently, as if he had no clue in the world what that girl wanted from him.

you grabbed his hand and turned to the blonde cheerleader in front of him, shooting her the dirtiest look you could gather, "if you excuse me, sweetie, my boyfriend and i are gonna go have sex, now, so," you spat.

you watched as her face changed to a disgusted, but annoyed look. you shooed her along before dragging chad up the stairs.

chad started questioning you as you practically yanked him.

"baby, what's wrong?"

"hello?"

"y/n, are you okay?"

"where are you taking me?"

"why were you so mean to her?"

that last question really bursted your little bubble of anger, as you brought him inside a clean, empty room and slammed the door behind the both of you. you turned to him, jaw clenched, and your eyes heavy. not from tiredness, but from anger. you didn't even know that was possible.

“you’re really going to ask that right now?”

your words sent chad into a regretful trance, trying desperately to figure out what could be so wrong with him talking to another girl, let alone a stereotypical beauty queen.

there was no way he was that naive to not know how bad that girl wanted him, how badly she craved to be in your spot. but she couldn’t, you would never let that happen. and until today you always thought chad would fight the girls off. he was either extremely stupid, or just wanted a good rise out of you.

“i guess?” chad’s tone broke due to his obvious voice crack. however, he cleared his throat and repeated himself more confidently. “i guess.”

you couldn’t help but roll your eyes, the frustration building up in your body as your mind replayed the scene over and over again. she was touching his arm, laughing at all his stupid, unfunny jokes. looking at him the same way you did when he first dropped to his knees for you.

“you guess? what the fuck does that even mean?” chad’s eyes widened and his face filled with anger, matching your expression.

“it means that i didn’t know what the hell she wanted! not every girl has bad intentions! maybe she just wanted a friend!”

you watched as he spoke, his eyes changing, his hands flailing as a shivered from his own words. chad could’ve spotted your anger from a mile away if he really chose to focus on it, but he didn’t. and that was the problem.

he wasn’t as naive and stupid as you claimed for him to be, he just didn’t take the time to realize what was wrong and how it could’ve affected you.

but he still was a little dumb, especially when it came to other girls.

“she wanted you the same way i do, chad, you’re fucking stupid if you can’t see that!”

it wasn’t your intention to get so vile with your words, practically shouting them in his face, while all he could do was watch.

chad’s jaw clenched, and he swallowed thickly. “i am not stupid.” he spat through his teeth, his words slightly muffled.

your heavy breathing started to slow down as you closed your eyes and turned around, placing two of your hands on your head in attempt to control your anger. you swallowed, your pants now simple breaths.

to him, your eyes felt like newly sharpened daggers, his eyes watched your movements carefully, trying not to get cut.

he didn’t move a muscle, eyes tracing you as you slowly, turned back around, eyes meeting his and he could see the real amount of anger displayed on your usual timid face.

“if you’re not stupid,” you started, speaking slower than before but with the same amount of anger. “how couldn’t you tell that girl wanted you?”

before you continued, you laughed a little.

it wasn’t a joyful one, it was a feeling or betrayal. overall the situation wasn’t that serious, but you felt as if he was disobeying you, disrespecting you, in any way he could just to get into your pants.

chad kept up with his defense from before, “she doesn’t want me, y/n.” his words were firm, possible to send the feeling of daggers straight through your heart.

you sighed, a frustrated smile appearing on your face. you began laughing, not too much, but slightly. chad watched as your maniac behavior continued, his eyes following your limp body as you almost curled into a ball, wanting for him to just understand but he was to naive to be able.

“whatever, chad.”

was all you said. he felt his heart hurt a little. he wish he could’ve went back and tried to be more understanding, but what was said was already out and processed, so he could do nothing but try to fix it. you sat down onto the empty bed, head in your hands as you took deep breaths to try and contain your anger from bursting out.

he cleared his throat. “don’t whatever, me.” was all he said. his voice still babbling with anger; he hadn’t taken the time to contain it like you were attempting.

he watched as you stayed there, not moving, so he spoke again. “i said,” he spoke, louder than last time. “don’t whatever, me.” in any other moment you would’ve been laughing at his stupid use of grammar, but at this moment, you were more focused on his tone, and how he was talking to you.

you stood up quickly and walked toward him, standing up for yourself as you were only a foot away from him.

“chad, i’ll whatever whoever the hell i want! apparently it doesn’t matter to you, what if i was out there flirting with some white boy? wouldn’t make you feel the best would it?” the shouting apparently wasn’t over, you shouted that whole statement. chad’s jaw clenched once more.

“no, i guess i wouldn’t but i wouldn’t be mad at you cause of it! it wouldn’t be your fault!” he yelled, defending himself.

your eyes practically rolled themselves, “yes it would be! because i would be letting him think that he has a chance! if i really loved you, i would walk the fuck away, and try to find you! that’s exactly what i would do! and i did!”

chad’s face was angry until the last part of your sentence. his face filled with jealous, he asked, “what?!”

you sighed, and threw your hands up, “this guy was talking to me! i showed no interest in him and walked. the fuck. away. it’s not that difficult if you’re really invested in someone else, chad!”

his jaw clenched even tighter, blowing aggressive air out of his nostrils as he just stared you down. he watched, debating what to say, as if he was trying to hold himself back from saying something he’d regret.

“you don’t always have to be such a bitch.”

those words sent you over the edge, you lunged forward and slapped his face, hard. it was unintentional, the slap just kind of happened. you realized what you did after and your eyes widened, but then remembered what he said, and anger and guilt washed over your gorgeous face.

chad���s cowboy hat fell off of his head and to his back, the tiny string holding on to his neck as chad traced the slightly red finger prints with his fingers.

chad blew out some air, through his nose and his clenched teeth, as he watched you again, thinking of what to say next.

“that cheerleader wouldn’t have slapped me.”

you examined his face carefully, looking deep into his eyes, seeing lust now overtaking his anger. you swallowed and slapped his face again, this time, lighter but still firmly, and on the other side.

you watched a rush of excitement rush through his eyes, he almost smiled after you slapped him. his mouth fell open and he rubbed his red cheek, he was almost in awe. he didn’t even have to say more, you lightly tapped his cheek again.

chad sucked in a quick breath. you couldn’t help but smile, watching as his face looked desperate as ever.

chad went to speak again but you grabbed him by his throat, bringing him closer to you, and making him crouch down so his head was now slightly below yours.

his eyes looked up at you submissively, longing for more of your touch and you couldn’t help but watch, and almost laugh at how pathetic and cute he looked at the same time. chad swallowed, adam’s apple bobbing, tickling your hand.

the way your eyes shot down at him almost made him cum right there. you looked gorgeous, especially when your mind filled with thoughts of dominating him until he can’t take it anymore.

he almost whimpered, as you brought him to his knees, and he immediately broke when you let go of his neck.

“please,” he spoke, quietly, as if he was embarrassed of the position he was in. you lightly stroked his hair before yanking it back, so he looked up at you.

you cleared your throat, “please, what? speak louder.”

your mean tone turned him on even more, he felt his stomach flutter full with butterflies. chad whined once more. you let free of your grip on his hair and his body collapsed to the ground. his hands on the floor, as if he was praising you, he avoided eye contact and started rambling little words.

“please, m- mommy, i’m sorry, i’m so so sorry, for everything i said, how can i- how can i make it up to you? i- i’ll do anything, please,”

you listened to his words carefully, hearing his voice cracks that made it more pathetic, making it more genuine.

you swallowed hard, it was kind of difficult to stay composed when your big, buff, 6’3, boyfriend was on his knees begging for your forgiveness. he was so submissive when he wanted to be, and you loved it.

“come on, baby, on the bed, i’ll help you out.”

his pulse skipped a beat when your hands touched his chest, and he immediately stood up after hearing your words. he sat on the bed as you drew nearer to him, his eyes following you. he exhaled deeply as you passionately kissed his soft lips.

after looking in chad's eyes for any signs of pain as you withdrew, to which you found none, you placed your lips against his once more.

chad sighed into the kiss, his ferocious cravings finally sated, and he felt himself growing more and more horny by the second just from the sensation of your lips on his.

he wanted you, bad.

he couldn’t help but whimper as your hands continually roamed down his muscular frame, fingernails trailing his abs making him squirm, and moan into your mouth, your lips disconnected and he sweared under his breath, trying not to loose it at the thought of you pleasing him.

“sense you said some mean things to mommy, mommy’s not gonna be nice tonight,” you spoke, watching his eyes widen as he slowly nodded.

your eyes darted to his, watching his face comfort into pure pleasure as your hands smoothly roamed down his body.

his mouth remained closed as he moaned, the comfortable sensation of your body warming his, he bit his lip and his head fell back onto the bed. you lifted your hips, noticing the small wet spot on his jeans, his belt rubbing against your clit and your body collapsed onto his.

“look who can’t handle themselves, now,” chad spat in between his moans, earning a hard slap to his face.

chad moaned loudly, digging the back of his head into the comforter, as you kept moving your hips across his. “that feel good, honey, yeah?” you purred, lowering your body heat to mix with his.

chad whimpered, roaming his hands along your body, to which you flinched. “nuh-uh-uh.” you said, grabbing his hands and pinning them above his head.

your hips started to slow, back arching as his belt “you’ve been a bad boy, chad, tonight, i’m punishing you.” you carefully grabbed his shirt, and yanked him closer to you, “that means, no touching me, no seeing me, no complaining. you got yourself into this.” you let go of his shirt and shoved him back on the bed.

you got off of his lap, walking over to the nightstand in the spare bedroom, chad’s eyes widened as you pulled out a pair blue fuzzy handcuffs, and a black handkerchief.

chad could practically imagine the thought, and he almost came there as you began to tie his hands to the bed.

“listen mommy, i’m so sorry-” he spoke, looking up at you, as you shut him up by shoving your pointer and middle fingers down his throat. “i don’t care if you’re sorry. what’s done is done, now stop complaining or it’ll just get worse for you, my love.”

you finished tying his hands to the bed, and slowly straddled his body again, slowly and purposefully reaching past him so your hips rubbed against his, chad moaned once again, bucking his hips as he became a mess underneath you.

“oh, fuck,” chad whispered as you blocked his vision and tied the cloth around his eyes. chad was a moaning and whimpering mess, he couldn’t form words as the thought of you having full control over him and his pleasure.

he flinched when he felt your cold hands trail down his chest, slowly roaming closer to his lower half as you stopped right before and fiddled with his belt.

you easily took it off, and tossed it across the room. your nails lightly trailed along his chest, sending shivers down his spine. you slowly unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them down in a teasingly slow manner.

“mommy, please,” he whined, bucking his hips. you pushed his hips right back down. “shut it, slut. you’re under my control tonight.”

chad moaned loudly and squirmed, “yes- yes i am. i’m sorry mommy, your touch just makes me so hard, i can’t handle it.”

you watched as his body trembled, drops of precum leaking through his boxers. he moaned and whined, unable to handle your teasing no matter how much he tried.

your nails grazed along his clothed dick, specifically the tip, watching as his mouth fall open as gasps and profanities spilled out.

he was so whiny.

“mmm, mommy, mommy, please. i’ll do anything for you to touch me, anything,” his words progressively got louder as you grabbed his dick, and squeezed.

“oh, fuck!” he shouted aggressively. you quickly smacked your hand over his mouth with your free hand.

on his end, it felt like time froze because he spilled a small loud into his boxers, moaning and panting into your hand, while the other was now pulsating his throbbing dick, drips of cum running down your finger.

“you must be desperate, huh?” you spoke, watching as he fell apart under your touch. he nodded, his worlds muffled. you

picked out a yes and gripped his dick harder.

his hips bucked and he whined, "oh yeah? oh yeah? you want it, chad? you want my hands pumping you?" chad physically trembled, nodding and continuing to moan louder in your hands.

you brought your hand from his mouth, eager to hear what he had to say.

“yes, mommy, i want it so bad!" you noticed his eyebrows furrowing, and you couldn't even see his eyes but you knew he had that desperate look under that cloth.

you slowly pulled down his boxers, letting them fall to his ankles before you got up and tossed them across the room. he was now fully naked, compared to you, who still had your tiny amount of clothing on.

you left his lap, and sat as his side watching as he trembled in his own from the loss of your touch on his soft skin. you watched his hips buck, he was non-verbally asking you to touch him.

you slowly trailed his thigh, watching his chest rise up and down, his pants turned to whines as he was unable to control himself anymore.

chad felt his eyes flutter shut when you grabbed his bare dick, squeezing it and giving no time before you began stroking him. he whimpered as you hand moved.

chad’s lower body went numb, the feeling of your hands on him after a long day of meaningful teasing he was still rock hard and had already came once.

chad soaked up every ounce of pleasure you gave him, and showed you love by the beautiful sounds he was making. you brought your lips to his ear, your left hand stroking him as your right grasped at the back of his neck.

“you’re doing so good, baby,” you whispered, to which he replied with an pornographic moan.

chad’s head fell against the backboard of the bed, squirming and feeling his hands squirm and flinch against the handcuffs.

the loss of his vision really turned him on, his sense were tingling, your whispers made it hard for him to last longer, and you took that to your advantage.

your left hand continued to stroke him up and down, his moans slowly going from deep toned to high pitched. his hands gnawed at the bedsheets, getting sent into a pre-orgasm trance as he started to see white in his vision.

“fuck, angel,” he moaned, his tone higher than normal, “keep doing that and i’m gonna cum so fucking hard.” he said, aggression on his profanity.

“mmm, yea? yea? you gonna cum? just for mommy? you gonna come right in mommy’s hand, make a big mess for me?” you taunted in his ear, kissing and nipping at his neck.

you knew exactly where his sweet spot was, you trailed a finger over it before going in and sucking it like you were a vampire thirsty for skin and blood.

chad began moving and moaning, his hips bucking as your speed around his throbbing cock quickened, his mouth fell open and he couldn’t help but squirm inside the handcuffs.

chad was about to speak but stopped and just moaned, over and over again, progressively getting louder.

the fire inside of him was burning and he was ready to let go, but he didn’t want to disobey his mommy again so he brought up the courage to form words for you.

“mommy momma mommas please, please let me cum. please, i’ll be so good, i’ve been so good, i’m so sorry, ill never speak to that girl again, momma please. i need it, i need you.” he rambled, and you just laughed at him.

“you’re fucking pathetic. you’ve been such a bad boy today, so be a good boy and cum for me, cum for me now or you’re not coming at all tonight.” your aggression in your words made chad almost scream, bucking his hips as his load spilled all over his chest, legs, and basically drenched your hand.

“atta boy,” you mumbled in his ear, earning a high pitched whimper. when he came down from his high, you removed your hand from his dick, and brought one of your fingers to his mouth. “open.”

chad’s eagerly opened his mouth and you shoved your fingers down his throat, his soft lips wrapped around them and he moaned as you spoke once more.

“you taste good, huh, honey?” you said, shoving your fingers to the back of his throat then removing them and wrapped them around his dick once more.

you continued to pump him up and down, watching as he physically became overstimulated and couldn’t function right or form any words to stop you. he could take it.

“yeah, come on angel, give me one more. i know you have it in you, do it for mommy.” you whispered in his ear.

you nibbled at his earlobe and watching as he let out one long, extremely loud moan as he spilled out the last of his cum, his mind went dumb and all he wanted was to grasp onto you for comfort.

he trembled and the last drops spilt out, and once he gained his consciousness of what just happened he quickly answered.

“oh my fucking god, thank you so much mommy. thank you so much,” he continued to thank you as you shimmied the cloth off his face, and let it hang at his neck.

you bit your lip and stared at him before taking off the cuffs. you straddled him and took off both sets of handcuffs, throwing those across the room too.

“you’re so pretty baby,” you said with a smile, cupping his face and feeling his white substance stick on your thighs. chad rolled his eyes, “don’t do that again, it hurts from being hard all day.” he spoke, making you both laugh.

you both smiled and you kissed all over and around his face. “as much as i loved seeing you fully under my control, i missed watching your handsome face. let’s get you a bath, baby.”

[cosmicpearlz]

little love

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

pairing: chad meeks martin x fem!reader

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

-the first time-

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

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

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

“yeah, i just missed you.”

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

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

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

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

“yeah whatever.”

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

-

-the second time-

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

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

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

“hey sweetheart? can i come in?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-

-the third time-

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-

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

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

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

“but it’s okay because i-“

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

“my pretty girl.”

-

-making things official-

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

“hey babe, can we talk?”

“what’s on your mind?”

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

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

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

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

“nothing with you will ever be a mistake.”

[mikeyss1ut]

can you do a chad angst/fluff where reader is sam and tara’s sister and thinks that chad likes tara so at the college party reader tries to go upstairs with the guy and chad gets all defensive. then when they get back to their apartment chad confesses and they kiss.

sorry for the lengthy ask

“Hey, what’s your name?” A guy asked, you looked over he was cute. Not Chad type hot but hey he had some class to him.

“I’m y/n.” You said

You both continued talking and then he noticed you refilled your cup.

“Hey! I’ve got some harder stuff upstairs!” He said

“Man, not so sure about that.” You laughed. “Hey, come on I promise it’s good.” He said. And your not sure at what point he fully convinced you to go up stairs.

Anika quickly saw this and went to get Chad.

“Your needed , big guy.” Anika said

“Shit” Chad mumbles and follows Anika. He then turns the corner to see you going up the stairs with a random guy you just meant.

“Hey, Y/ns good do here!” Chad says. And you slowly tumble down the stairs “no, Chad it’s fine I swear I want to go up.” You smile. “Yeah Chad she wants to go up.”

Chad laughs “yeah no, y/n down here now come on.” He holds his hand out but before he can fully put it out the guys dragging you down the stairs as you start protesting and grabbing the rail on the stairs.

“No, what the fuck!” Chad yells and grabs The guy and slams him into the wall punching him as hard as he can.

“Chad!” You yell. And as soon as you yell his name your sister Sam comes in “hey, ok I’m just gonna taze you in the balls real quick.”

“Oh my fucking god I can not believe you did that you embarrassed me!” You yelled

“I was just looking out for you, and that ass hole was gonna take advantage of you.”

“Ok! So? If I want to let some guy take advanced of me than I can it’s my life! Not yours!“ you yelled

“Ok, right sure.” Sam said

“Guys stop, let’s go home!“ Chad says , you sigh and continue speed walking passing up everyone else.

You slam your bed room door and fall onto your bed. You scream into your pillow and yell “go away!” When the door opens assuming it was Sam.

“You sure?” The voice says, you easily recognize the voice. It’s Chad. You get up off the pillow and feel the bed dip next to you, and you look over to see Chads face.

“Hi.” You say

“Hey, I came in here because I thought maybe you might wanna talk? Do you wanna talk?“ he asked

“About what?” You hummed

“What’s on your mind right now?” He asked. “Uhm, honestly sleep” you replied. Chad laughed “you know y/n your really pretty… and your really special too.”

You had a thing for Chad for a while but I mean you always figured he had a thing for your sister Tara. Everyone always did , it was always her she was the prettier one, she was the better one of you, the smarter one. But to Chad, that wasn’t the case it was you who was the special one. The prettier one , the smarter one, everything I mean he saw everything in you, nothing in Tara. Nothing that wasn’t anything more than a friend.

He scooted closer to you, you did the same. And you didn’t realize your lips were touching until after it was over. “You know I really do like you y/n. I do.”

“I really like you Chad, I do.”

[virginburial]

can you write sth about ethan x reader where she gives him his first blowjob as a thank you for tutoring her? like she’s flirting with him all the time and he stares at her a lot so she suggests it and he’s so nervous but agrees

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"I only needed this class 'cus it's a prerequisite for the program I'm going into, but I think I truly got it now." you beam from ear to ear. Ethan and you were studying together since your entire friend group decided to take statistics together. now, it was thirty minutes until the library shuts for the day and the study group ended hours ago. Ethan was kind enough to explain graphs for two hours to you, but you couldn't help but feel his eyes burn into yours, or stare directly into your chest before he pretends to look at the ground.

you weren't oblivious to how much Ethan stared at your cleavage, or how much he stared at you in general. so you decided to toy with him a little. "thanks so much for the help, Landry. I know I wasted your evening-" "-no, don't mention it, y/n." he softly smiled. "it's the least I can do, if one of us fails, all of us fail." he chirped.

"How can I make it up to you?"

"maybe by passing stats."

you giggle softly, seeing his smile widen as your hand slowly goes to his knees. "I meant more like...how can I make it up to you now?" you bat your lashes. seeing blush spread across his cheeks and onto the tips of his ears told you everything you needed to know. it took a few questions; "what if someone sees us-?" "-the library is closing soon." "do you like me-?" "-I dunno, do you like me?" "This is not how I imagined this going-" "-awh, you imagined it?" it was a small back and forth that resulted in you dropping on your knees, going under the table, and palming a nervous Ethan, who was relaxing into your touch but shaking with anxiety.

you were losing time, seeing the clock's hands move closer and closer to the closing time as you stripped Ethan of his pants; having them cuffed around his ankles. he was nervously looking around, looking out for nosy librarians and unsuspecting bookworms as you slowly slip his cock out from his boxers. the skin on skin contact made him gasp, covering his mouth with his hand as he looked under the table. "oh fuck..." he softly whimpered out as his hand snuck down to your wrist, trying to control the pace.

your lips grazed his tip before sucking him down, and his reaction to everything made you so wet. he was so innocent when it came to these kinds of things, you wondered if this was his first blowjob. his breathing was so heavy but quiet, and his thighs tensed up with pleasure as he grabbed a chunk of your hair. soft moans crept from the cracks in his hands as he forced himself quiet. "t-this feels so-so good...you feel s-so good..." he mumbles softly as his cheeks turned a deeper shade of red.

your eyes looked up at him with lust as his cock twitched against your tongue. he was so sensitive, his chest starting to rise up and doing as you moved your lips against his shaft. you could see him sliding down the chair, unintentionally stuffing more and more of his cock in your mouth as saliva hit the carpet under the both of you. "such a sweet thing, using your pretty little lips like that..." he huffed out in a whisper, accidentally letting out a soft moan (before hearing a SHHHH from across the library cus lol)

his tip was starting to hit the back of your throat, seeing his hips jerk and small whimpers spill out of him like water. there was no point in hiding how good you were making him feel, he couldn't help the amount of pleasure he was feeling. "m-more..." he croaked out as a faint whine left him. if he wasn't looking so damn cute, pretending he was reading Webster's Dictionary, then maybe you could've pulled away for a quick kiss; instead, you picked up the pace.

Ethan melted more and more, a small hiss left him as he started bucking his hips uncontrollably (he was so lucky the library was practically empty because he looked like he was seizing up in his seat). his heavy breaths began to pollute the air as he shuddered, his jaw slacked from pleasure as his cock started jamming into your tight throat. you, the perfect angle you are, sucking your cheeks and feeling the back of your throat tighten from pressure, as a loud, low, sorta-growl-of-a-moan came out of him. cum runs down your throat as a shaky sigh leaves him speechless, he looks so damn cute blushing over how you violently sucked him off in the library. he wasn't expecting it to be so satisfying.

"fuck...I gotta tutor you more..."

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