#tatum riley x reader

[sidney-96]

SCREAM (1996)

[love-is-embarrassing]

Who fell first and who fell harder?

Scream Edition 🔪

･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

Sidney: You fell first but she fell harder

Gale: You fell first and harder

Tatum: You fell first but she fell harder

Kirby: She fell first and harder

Jill: You fell first and harder

Sam: You fell first but she fell harder

Tara: She fell first but you fell harder

Amber: She fell first and harder

Mindy: She fell first but you fell harder

[luwritesomething]

HOW DIFFERENT SCREAM CHARACTERS WOULD CUDDLE WITH READER.

hi !!! since i haven't gotten any requests out this weekend due to schoolwork, i decided to make these short headcanons for the main friend group in scream 1 + mickey altieri. i'll soon start writing all your requests !!!

Sidney Prescott

listen i have the feeling that she's great at cuddles for some reason.

we know for a fact that after her mother she started rejecting sexual touches or advances, but she most definetely loves cuddles.

it would be so natural for her to start cuddling if you two are together.

and she truly does enjoy physical touch, especially as a form of intimacy.

i think physical touch might just be her love language.

so she's always touching you lightly, stroking your hair, idk she's always physically there.

sid also leans a lot into you, like she does with billy at the fountain when they're talking about casey and steve

it's just natural for her.

chilling in bed with her arm around you might just be her favorite activity.

Tatum Riley

LISTEN,,, she loves cuddling you !!

she's really cuddle

tatum is very keen to physical contact with everyone, even people she doesn't know that well

so people she loves or is close too??? they're so spoiled with her touch.

probably likes bring the big spoon but doesn't mind to be the center of attention from time to time.

please cuddle her during her vulnerable to moments, all queens break </3

teases you a lot about liking her cuddles, especially if you've told her you do like them.

but in like,,, a loving and fun way.

she always has the widest smile in her face when you two are together, especially if you're alone and cuddling. this girl loves you so much <3

she also looks like someone comfortable to cuddle with

like, the kind of person that is soft and it all feels cozy and right.

Randy Meeks

i love him so much i have to write more for him.

i feel like randy in scream 1 was a bit more shy than he was in scream 2

so like,,, he will not initiate physical contact with you under no circumstances, you're gonna have to be the one

especially if you're in a relationship with him, he's gonna take everything so painfully slow

but that doesn't mean he doesn't want to cuddle you

heck, he's dying to cuddle you, he's just kind of waiting for the perfect moment to introduce it more and more. he's so silly i love him

once you do start cuddling he gets ADDICTED

please don't cuddle him while you guys are watching movies because he'll JUMP --- his body is in tension while watching movies, especially horror ones, so just... don't

but please come cuddle him while you're resting at the fountain with the others

and please come cuddle him when you stay for the night at his place

WILL get flustered if his little sister walks in on you two cuddling bc he just looks like the type

awkward moments are real with him. like, getting too hot because of the proximity and not bearing the heat, accidentally touching what's not to touch, all that stuff no one talks about when cuddling.

"randy, that's my butt."

"SORRY!"

or

"y/n, my arm is falling asleep, move"

Billy Loomis

he's touch starved, that's the starter

but also he's very picky about who he touches, when and how

assholy claims he doesn't cuddle like he's gonna get a fucking price or something

but he's actually a sucker for cuddles

the thing is he only ever cuddles with people he's known for a very very very very very very very long time

so there's that

please don't touch his hair while you guys cuddle, you'll get oil all over your hands

he's that motherfucker that will reject your touch and the next minute have his arm around your waist

because the fact is,,, billy is actually touchy

especially if he wants to get something

but anyways,,,

he'll cuddle you while you two watch movies, but eventually will stop since he'll rather put his whole attention in the movie

fortunately, billy is hyper aware while cuddling. no awkward moments will ever happen because he avoids touching what's not to touch every single time, and he'll do it so subtly too

he fell asleep in ten minutes the first time you guys cuddled.

that's a compliment since he almost never has his guard down, especially not during first times

please rub his back while cuddling !!!

Stu Macher

stu is probably the best one to cuddle

he's a very physical person and he loves cuddles

will beg for them if needed

but truth is, in your relationship cuddles came early and with the intention to stick around.

he just loves dropping anything he's doing to go cuddle you

will get bored soon, though, so shifting positions is a constant, and doing something else is a must.

please let him be the little spoon from time to time

he just wants to be held

please touch his hair while cuddling him !!!!!

whatever it is you're doing, come cuddle him !!!!!

"there's nothing a good cuddling session can't fix, babe"

will smile so brightly, too, because you just look so beautiful in his arms and all relaxed <3

+

Mickey Altieri

he's so smooth about every single move he makes in your relationship duwhdooqiw

will introduce cuddles slowly, but truth is, he has always been touching you

like,,, reassurance touches during classes, or when you guys are out with the others

somehow, he was always touching you

which gives away the fact that he loves physical contact

will cuddle you while watching movies with you, and will end up forgetting about them to instead focus on you

he always feels so calm when he has his arms around you, pulling you closer to him

mickey closes his eyes and smells your scent softly

and the first time he did so he blushed because he had never realized how much he liked you until then

will play with your hands

i don't know how to explain it but fidgeting with each other's hands and fingers is the best feelings ever

especially when cuddling

he laughs a lot when he cuddles you. he's very happy that he gets to do that with you

GOD, HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH

marry the damn killer already

[houseforwhores]

𝟏𝟒 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 | billy loomis x reader

a/n: all i can say is sorry. this is part 2 to 7 minutes in heaven.

💌: @lostgirlsinofgluttony

warnings: drinking, pinv, unprotected sex, breeding kink, language, fingering.

word count: 2684

you guys were sitting around the table again. you tried to regulate your emotions after the occurrence in the closet. you were now seated between billy and randy. the order always, seem to be changing. you were thankful not to have been thrown back into the closet just yet. it was sidney's turn to spin the bottle, the group watched in anticipation of who the bottle would land on.

"oh!" a blush painted sidney's cheeks as she bowed her head, the bottle landed on tatum. "should i spin again?"

"no! that's cheating." stu grinned, pointing his finger accusingly.

"c'mon sid," tatum said extending her hand to sidney as she stood up, a smile playing on her lips.

everyone stood up, following the giggling pair of girls to the closet. sidney looked back to billy for reassurance, billy offered a shrug then a nod, with that sidney smiled and turned back to tatum.

"okay, let's do this."tatum said pulling sidney into the dark closet.

"welp. seven minutes to go. y/n set the timer." randy spoke, you begrudgingly listened walking back to the living room where you were sitting before. you picked up the timer, turning the dial to the seven minute marker. you sat down, which was followed by stu sitting down on your left, and randy on your right, billy was across from you again.

"randy. truth or dare?" stu asked as he threw his arm around you.

"dare," randy answered quickly

"okay loser. i dare you to tell y/n what you did last weekend," stu said, his grin covering most of his face. you turned your head to look at stu, a confused look on your face, wondering what he was talking about.

"are you talking about when we all went skinny dipping?" you asked your head cocking to the right a bit.

"don't worry, doll, randy here will fill you in," stu chuckled you turned your head back to randy now interested in what he did.

"uhm. well you know..uh.." randy stumbled over his words before he looked to billy who was just watching him a maniacal grin on his face. "while you uhm- you were in the water and i stole your panties."

he had rushed his words out, but they weren't too fast you still understood what he had said. your mouth dropped as your eyes squinted before you balled your fist punching him in his shoulder.

"you fucking pervert!" you shouted, you weren't livid, but you were upset, you only had a miniskirt on that day, and after swimming in that cold lake water you could've used your underwear to keep you warm. billy and stu were laughing hard, their hands clutched their stomach as their muscles strained. you watched billy as he laughed, he seemed care free, you had to admit you liked seeing him so nonchalant.

"i'm sorry! i thought it'd be idk.. funny? i'm sorry! really! do you want them back- i can-" randy began before you cut his verbal onslaught short.

"randy. no." you shook your head, reaching for your beer to take another swig. "burn 'em."

"anyways, let's just continue the game shall we?" billy asked, attempting to tame his laughter.

"okay. y/n, i dare you to look at billy," randy said, you looked at billy again your eyes locking with his, you picked up your beer taking a swig of the carmel colored liquor before realizing that wasn't the end of your dare. "and tell him in detail.. what you and stu did in the closet."

before you could control it, your beer spewed through your lips and onto billy, his crotch area becoming soaked with the golden liquid.

"shit! billy i'm so sorry!" your words were rushed as you looked around for something to clean up your mess, you grabbed the hand towel that was on the edge of the coffee table.

rushing around dropping to your knees beside him you swiped the cloth against his pants, a few times getting as much liquid off his jeans as you could. after the first few swipes any swipe after was futile, all the liquid you could get out had been soaked into the cloth of his jeans. however you were determined to make his pants dry as possible but you realized how quiet everyone was, your hand wiped over billy's crotch again, this time you felt his dick throbbing, at full attention. you gasped pulling your hands back.

"i- i-" your eyes shut tight as a blush crept onto your face.

"i think you missed a spot." stu said pointing at the bulge growing in billy's pants, the warmth crept across your cheeks as you anchored yourself using billy's legs to stand up, you made your way back to your seat.

"damn, y/n i didn't know you were such a tease," billy teased biting his lip

"shut it, billy." you quipped, returning to your spot between stu and randy.

"don't be a prude y/n," randy joked, his elbow bumping yours.

"oh, she's no prude, far from it." stu said, his lip pulled between his lip as he stared at you, the gears turning behind his eyes.

"oh really? i'd love to hear about it.. that was your dare wasn't it?" billy chided, you looked at him, collecting your bearings, you smirked at him, leaning forward, you motioned your fingers for him to do the same, you pressed your lips to his ear.

"what happens in the closet, stays in the closet," you whispered before kissing his ear.

"okay enough," stu grimaced, grabbing your hips and tucking you into his side. billy shook his head back and forth.

"she's not yours stu," billy said, almost sounding like a reminder

"well, i beg to differ-" stu said indifferently

"what's that supposed to mean?" billy asked his head tilting slightly

"well it means it's my seed spilling out of her rn and 'not yours'" stu said matter-of-factly, letting his shoulders drop.

"stu-" you said, your tone scolding.

"oops, that was supposed to be our dirty little secret wasn't it? i'm sorry doll." stu said pulling you in closer, as you broke away from him, the timer rang.

"you're such an ass stu," you said making your way to the closet. you turned the lock before knocking on the door.

"hey you guys, times up, are you decent?" you asked stepping back to lean against the wall, sidney came out of the closet first, her once pink lipstick now smudged to the corner of her mouth, her hair a bit frizzy with fly aways.

"uh yeah, we're uh-" sidney said unable to hide her blush, you walked forward, you wiped the lipstick off the corner of her mouth and helped fix her hair as she giggled relentlessly.

"shhh," tatum said straightening up as the boys neared closer, billy made his way toward you and sidney, you offered a awkward half smile as you urged sidney forward into his arms.

"i think the everclear is winning," you whispered to billy who nodded.

"hey babe, you wanna take a nap this round?" billy asked as he lead sidney to one of stu's spare bedrooms. sidney hiccuped, throwing her arms around billy's neck, collapsing her weight on him.

"wake me up after?" sidney questioned as they made their way up the stairs.

"f'course." you heard billy reply, a sigh left your mouth, it felt as if the purpose of this whole get together tonight was to make you feel like a confused whore.

you sat on the couch opposite from your last seat, you made sure to spread out, decreasing the chance of stu sitting next to you again. you really didn't want to deal with him at the moment, you didn't regret anything that transpired, just that maybe he'd learn. it to take everything so far.

"who's spin is it?" tatum asked looking from you to the guys.

"uhm. it's billy's spin," you answered, trying your best to appear unbothered, but tatum picked up on the tension

"seems like the real show was out here, what happened while sid and i were.. busy?" tatum asked again

"oh you have no idea-" randy started before his scentence was cut short, the back of stu's hand net randy's chest, knocking the wind out of him. "wh- fuck. never.. nevermind."

"you guys start without me?" billy said hopping over the back of the couch, landing right next to you, now his hand across the back of the couch, not directly around you.

"how could we start with out you, it's your turn," tatum said

"it is my turn, huh?" billy spoke, turning his head to you. "better wish me luck, right, doll?"

"luck." you said a slight smirk on your lips.

billy grabbed the bottle, placing it on the center of the table, before giving it a spin, he glanced over at you, his white teeth on display, almost knowingly.

stu moved forward in a dramatic motion, his stalky legs knocking into the table, disrupting the spin as it landed on you.

"mmcht, sorry. looks like it doesn't count." stu groaned, shrugging his shoulders in fraudulent pity.

"whaddaya mean?" billy said tilting his head squinting at stu, before unscrewing his face.

"the bottle was disrupted, calls for a re-spin," stu spoke, shrugging callously.

"well we all saw it land on y/n, so i don't think that's necessary." tatum said before glancing at stu irritably

"yeah, that's good enough for me." billy said agreeing with tatum, before throwing a hand out in your direction as he stood up from his place next to you.

you glanced up looking into his eyes, a bit confused if you were honest, you'd zoned out the second it had landed on you. but you took his hand anyway before he led you to the closet. billy opened the door, letting you walk in before he followed. you heard someone turning the lock on the outside before hearing randy's voice, and maybe what sounded like a grunt from stu.

"have fun kids." their footsteps went quiet as they walked back to the living room.

"we don't have to do anything, i mean i already.." you said trailing off, wondering how to phrase your words.

"don't worry about stu, that doesn't bother me." billy said reaching a hand to caress your face, his hands trailing down to the hickeys that were forming in your neck. "he marked you up pretty good, huh?"

your face went hot with embarrassment, billy seemed to get a kick out of it, his grin stretching even deeper before he nodded to himself. billy boxed you in as his lips traced over the fresh marks.

"think i should do the same, doll?" billy asked now kissing your neck, his free hand now reaching around your waist holding you against him, you could feel his smirk against your skin. "let everyone know who you belong to.."

"please, billy," you moaned, a little needier than you would've liked to, but it was much too late for that. you threw a leg around billy's waist, his member pressing against you through your leggings, you bit your lip as you rocked your hips against him.

"aww, doll, i'll take care of it, don't worry." billy said, you leaned forward kissing him, you began tugging at his belt opening the clasp before unbuttoning his jeans. billy grabbed your hands pinning them above your head with one hand, he slid his other hand in your panties, feeling the mixture of your arousal. and stu's cum, your pussy throbbed around him as he slipped two fingers in your entrance curling them. "such a mess f'me, huh?"

"mhm," you moaned nodding your head, you bucked your hips into billy's fingers as you rode them needily, taking everything billy was offering. billy pressed his mouth to yours again, his tongue slipping past your lips as it greeted yours. your brain was foggy with lust as billy curled his fingers against that sweet spot inside you. billy slipped his fingers out of you before bringing them up to his lips to taste it for himself.

"fuck, doll, i really need to be inside you." billy's words were rushed, he let go of your hands before he hooked his fingers in your leggings and panties, pulling them down in one go. "ready to make another mess on my cock?"

"billy.." you whined wrapping your arms around his neck.

billy placed his hands at the back of  your legs, signaling for you to jump, you jumped up and billy leaned your weight against the side wall in the closet as he kissed you, he used one of his hands to reach between the both of you, he lined his dick with your soaking folds, he rubbed his dick through your wetness making sure to coat himself in it generously.

"fuck," billy groaned as he sank you down on his cock, filling you to the hilt. "i fucking love the way you feel around me."

his words went strait to your core, you felt yourself clench around him as he began giving you slow deep strokes.

"faster! billy, please," you moaned, your nails scratching at his back, he pressed his lips to yours shutting you up, he reached a hand around your neck, squeezing just enough as he began to fuck you into oblivion.

billy's hips plowed into yours, your mouth hung agape as each stoke billy gave you pushed your poor abused cunt closer to the edge. your walls spasamed around him as your body shook, begging for another release.

"damn, doll." billy pressed his lips to your collar bone, a place that hadn't been marked yet before nibbling and sucking, making sure to leave a mark, his. "i see why stu doesn't wanna share."

billy watched your facial expressions as he built up his pace as fast as he could, your nails dug in his back, surely drawing blood as you held onto him for dear life, your orgasam was approaching fast, billy watched as your eyebrows furrowed as your walls started contracting around him.

"you're close aren't you, doll? hmm?" billy grunted, his grip on your neck still firm as you lined out his name, nodding in response, you were too incoherent to form a sentence. "cum for me doll."

"your s-so deep," you moaned, billy started grinding his strokes, going a bit slower, making sure his pelvis brushed against your clit, the extra stimulation causing you to came all over his cock, you whimpered pulling him closer.

"f-fuck, you like making messes on my cock?" billy groaned, he released his hold on your neck reaching between the both of you, rubbing your clit in fast circles. "make one more for me doll, please?"

"billy s'too much!" you moaned loudly, billy pressed his lips to yours, his hips rolled into yours faster, matching the speed of his thumb. all that could be heard in the closet were sounds of his hips meeting yours, along with the sounds of your arousal.

that familiar feeling started to build in your stomach as your vision went white, you closed your eyes, biting down on billy's lip that was between your teeth, the knot in your stomach broke as you squirted all over billy's length, surely getting all over his jeans.

"that's it- such a messy gir- fuck." billy paused as he came, his body going week temporarily, almost dropping you, his cum spilling inside you, thick ropes coated your walls, your pussy unable to keep all of him inside, you felt him leaking down your thighs. "my messy girl."

neither of you spoke, billy supported your weight against the wall, holding you as you both came down from your highs.

"we- we should y'know." you said, clearing your throat, you weren't sure how much longer you both had together. billy chuckled, whipping his head to get his hair out of his face before smiling at you.

"just a little longer." billy mumbled, stuffing his face in your neck, allowing his cock to soften inside you.

[letssimptogether]

“Never Have I Ever…”

Scream Group 4 x Reader

Summary/Warnings: The group of 4 is having a house party at Stu’s, drinking alcohol and playing “Never Have I Ever” — suggestive language and mentioning of alcohol in the fic below!

A/N: Sorry I took so long Anon! Had some things going on LOL

Requested: Yep!

Taglist: @kazuubaby @tulipsatmidnight @belaballs

It was a Friday night at Stu’s house, and so far, Stu, Randy, and Y/N were all sitting on the couch, the three of them deciding on which horror movies to watch and which were too campy. Billy was in the kitchen trying not to struggle with the popcorn.

On her way with Sidney, Tatum was bringing some jell-o shots and a few regular shots.

“What’s up, bitches!” Tatum chants sticking her tongue out, sauntering into the house with bags of what seems to be alcohol in the air.

Sidney shook her head smiling slightly, and quickly made her way next to Y/N, Tatum finding a spot near as well.

“You guys ready?” Randy wiggled his eyebrows, pointing the remote at the TV.

He didn’t wait for anyone to respond before turning on Halloween II; Sid rolled her eyes while Y/N and Tatum downed a shot before reaching for a handful of popcorn.

Billy took a shot and mumbled something to Randy and Stu.

“Let’s make this more interesting,” Stu stood up, a cheshire cat smile forming, “We should play ‘Never Have I Ever’!”

“I’m gonna need more alcohol, then.” Sidney half joked,

Sid’s response had Stu practically throwing a jell-o shot at her. Then Tatum, and finally Y/N. The boys grabbed their own, and Stu poured everyone a cup half full. The group all took the shot, and looked around at each other, silently quizzing who’s going first until Tatum finally broke the small silence.

“Never have I ever,” she paused for a moment, but then wiggled her shoulders and joked suggestively, “gone skinny dipping!”

Everyone looked around as Stu, Billy, Tatum, and Randy take a sip of their glass. Sidney and Y/N looked at each other quizzically, but laughed.

“Never have I ever,” Sidney spoke up, “never have I ever snuck into a building.”

Billy, Randy, and Stu all took a shot, while Y/N, Tatum, and Sidney sat there looking around at each other, whisper-joking.

“You think they had a threesome in there?” Tatum giggles.

“Oh definitely.” Y/N snorted, reaching for their glass.

“Oh my,” Sidney chokes taking a small sip from her glass.

Everyone turned their stare to Y/N, who just put their cup down. By this time, the alcohol was kicking in, and everyone was feeling a little giggly and witty. Stu started extending his arms, as if he were presenting Y/N.

“Never have I ever,” Y/N started, “been choked or choked myself during sex.”

The group shot their drinks practically through their noses as they watched Y/N take a shot.

“I beg your pardon, Y/N?!” Tatum gasped, “and you didn’t tell me?”

Sidney’s eyes widened, ‘with who?’ she mouthed to them. Y/N just winked at the pair in response.

“I don’t kiss and tell.” They joked, the liquor making them a bit flirty as Y/N set the cup down, touching fingers with Tatum in the process.

☆ ☆ ☆

By this time, Randy, Sidney, and Tatum all went home. Sid and Tatum spending the night together, and dropping Randy off at his house in the process. The only ones left were Y/N, Billy, and Stu.

The drunken triplet laid cuddled up on the floor and watched horror movies till around 3AM.

Stu’s voice slurred happily, “D’ya hear about the Woodsboro Murders-”

Billy’s intoxicated laugh rang through Y/N’s ears as they nodded their head.

“You know that’s us right?” Billy finished Stu’s sentence, and the both of them busted out laughing, before realizing what they admitted and going dead silent.

“I don’t give a flying fuck if you’re the Easter Bunny and friends, if you stop cuddling me I’m gonna be pissed!” Y/N remarked, much emphasis on the word ‘pissed’.

The trio ended up cuddling the entire night, Billy to Y/N’s left and Stu to their right—their head rested in the crook of Billy’s neck as Stu’s arm draped around their waist.

[n0vabug]

Insomnia

So the readers mom gets like sick and put into the hospital and the reader finds out, but doesn't tell sam because she didn't want sam to worry, so she snuck off everyday to the hospital to visit her, She developed depression and really bad anxiety and insomnia and sam finds out. Sorry if it's not good, I forgot about this and then came back to it and rushed the end so yeah 👍.

This contains: mentions of depression, anxiety, insomnia, angst, a little fluff (I would've wrote more but I needed to post smth 😭😭), and other stuff like this. If this or anything else makes you uncomfortable, I recommend that you do NOT read this. Words: 1757

THIRD PERSON POV

Sam, Y/n, Mindy, Chad, and Tara, have all moved to NY six months ago after the ghostface attacks. Y/n's mom lived in New York and Y/n was always close with her mom, her mom made her feel loved and always put her first, when Y/n first told her mom about dating sam, her mom was very supportive and loved sam like she loved Y/n. When Y/n told her mom that they were moving to NY, her mom was very happy. Her mom lived in Brooklyn while Y/n and Sam lived in the city so they lived about 30 minutes away from each other. After 2 months of living in NY, Y/n's mom got really sick and put into the hospital, she eventually fell into a coma. Y/n's dad left her and her mom when she was 2 so they had no contact with him, so Y/n was the only person the hospital called when she got put there, since they had no other family, her mom's parents died and her sister lived in another country and has no contact with them. Y/n snuck off to the hospital every day to visit her mom, she hasn't slept in 4 months and hasn't been the same. Anika quickly became best friends with Y/n, so when she wasn't with Mindy, she was with Y/n. Sam and Anika have noticed but Y/n just lies and says she is fine.

Y/N'S POV

It was 1pm, which was the usual time that I went to visit my mother in the hospital, I told sam that I had to go to my job, praying she wouldn't find any of this out. The insomnia, the depression, the anxiety, the pills, everything else, all of it, if she found out, she would be pissed that I've been lying to her.

"Bye sam, I have to go to work."

"Yep, I know, bye." She came over to me and tried to hug me before I left, but I flinched when she put her arms out, causing her to not hug me.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm great, love you, bye."

"Love you too..." was the last thing I heard before walking out the door and to my car.

SAM'S POV

Y/n has been acting really weird lately, she usually loves physical touch but she flinches every time I try to hug her, she hates only saying "love you" because she says "it has less meaning if you don't put the I in front of it" but she hasn't said "I love you" in who knows how long, she stares off into space all the time, and her eyes, they look exhausted. She goes to her job everyday at 12:30 pm, she doesn't tell me where she works and she shows up very late every night. Anika was the only one to seem who noticed. Anika was thankfully at our dorm so I could tell her what happened this time, Chad, Ethan, Tara, Anika, and Quinn all had a small hangout. I walked up to Anika to pull her aside for a second.

"Hey can I talk to you for a second?" I asked

"Yeah, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, it's just something important I have to talk to you about." I said before walking into my room with her following behind.

"She's being weird again." I told her

"What happened this time?" She asked me, we always told each other if she was acting weird, we asked her if she was okay, but she always said yes, we both doubted it though.

"She said 'love you' again and flinched when I tried to hu g her."

"Ask her about it Sam, and this time don't just ask if she's okay, because she obviously isn't, tell her that she can trust you, and she can tell you anything, but if she doesn't say anything just give her time, she'll open up about it soon."

"I can try, if I see her tonight, thanks Anika, you can go back to Mindy now."

One secret I knew about Y/n was that even though she was 25, she still kept a notebook that she wrote in like a diary, like a 13 year old. I knew I shouldn't have, but I wanted to figure out what was going on, so I looked in the place she hid it, and grabbed it, I opened it and started reading.

June 2022

One of my mom's friends went over to her house today, they found her passed out on the floor, she called an ambulance and they took her in, she was put in a coma, I don't know how to feel, but I told sam I got a job, and left today to visit her at the hospital, she was cold, lifeless, seeing her like this hurt me, I couldn't tell sam, I didn't want her to worry about me, plus it'll ll probably be fine soon.

September 2022

It's been 3 months, she's not awake, I've had little to no sleep during this time, I developed depression and worse anxiety problems, I sneak to the hospital everyday at 1pm still claiming I'm going to work. I think Sam and Anika have started to notice, they ask me a lot if I'm okay. Every time Sam touches me, I think of my mom when I was little, I know it's a weird comparison but idk it's just how I feel, I miss it, but I just don't want a reminder of what's been going on.

October 2022 I've suffered from insomnia for 4 months now, all because in my restless dreams, I see her face, her pale lifeless body, laying there. It's all getting worse, I still haven't told sam, I don't want her to worry.

Y/N'S POV

I walked into the room my mom was in, again, like I have for the last four months. I'm staring at her cold lifeless body, every time I see her my heart just shatters, seeing her like this everyday, asking myself if it will ever just get better.

Before all of this happened, I loved physical touch, when sam's warm soft hands would intertwine with my fingers, or wrap around my waist. I loved it. I miss it, but every time she touches me, I think of my mom. When sam puts her hands on my shoulders it makes me think of a game me and my mom played where I would hide and when she found me she would be secretive and put her hands on my shoulders to scare me. When sam hugs me I think of how I would run into my mom's arms everyday she picked me up from school. When sam kisses me on the forehead or cheek, I think of my mom kissing my forehead or cheek when saying goodnight. It is a weird comparison but of course my mom did it out of love, but family type of love, while sam does it out of romantic love, but her touch just reminds me of my mom when I was a kid. I understand it sounds weird, but idk.

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I get back to the apartment, thinking it would be a normal day, but the second I saw sam, I was interrogated with many questions. 

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Is she okay?"

"Are you okay, well I know the answer to that, but you should've told me, I worry more now that you didn't tell me about this."

I looked at her confused, why would she know any of this, I couldn't think why she would know, until she held up the diary, I know I'm 25 and it's stupid but it's a nice way to get my feelings out.

"I uh, I don't know, I'm sorry, I should've told you sooner." Tears brimmed at my eyelids, I tried to hold them back but I couldn't, I stared at sam for a moment until the warm tears trickled down my cheeks and wouldn't stop. She gave me a concerning look, but didn't hug me because she knew about the touch thing. I walked up to her, wrapped my arms around her, and tightly gripped onto her shirt. She wrapped her arms around me and rubbed my back, she put her other hand on my head until she picked me up, my legs wrapped around her waist and face buried in the crook of her neck.

We sat there for a few minutes until I calmed down.

"Listen, you know you can tell me anything right? It hurts me to see you in this state, I can see you have barely slept, I've noticed the anxiety and everything else. You can talk to me whenever, if you want to talk to me about this, I'm willing to listen whenever you're ready and whenever you want to talk. I love you." Is what she said before kissing my forehead.

"Thank you, I'm sorry that I didn't tell you before, I just couldn't, but you know now so I'll tell you more about it later, I'm still not exactly ready. I love you sam."

She looked at me and smiled, she then passionately kissed me, and ofc not being able to resist, I kissed her back. I love her.

A/N Sorry about the end, I kind of forgot about this and needed to quickly finish it 😭😭😭, anyways it's almost summer and i'm really excited, except for the fact that I have to leave my friends which makes me very sad, I wished for it to be summer and now it almost is and I regret it because I might not see some of my best friends ever again ☹️☹️. Anyways I hope you liked this chapter.

UPDATE: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK WAS GOING ON THROUGH MY HEAD WHEN I WROTE THIS, IM NGL I HATE IT, BUT IT HAD THE SECOND HIGHEST AMOUNT OF VOTES ON WATTPAD 😭😭. ALSO FUCK THE AUTHORS NOTE, ITS ALMOST SCHOOL, AND IM NOT FUCKING EXCITED, IT WAS ONLY ONE FRIEND I WAS LEAVING BRO, AND I STILL TALK TO HER, BUT WTF WAS GOING THROUGH MY MIND WHILE WRITING THIS, I MEAN ITS WHATEVER IG. BTW THIS AND SICK WERE ALSO FROM MAY.

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SIDNEY PRESCOTT

☆ ❝ Sidney Prescott x fem!reader ❞

☆ ❝ Tela de bloqueio Sidney ❞

☆ ❝ Curando Corações ❞

☆ ❝ Literary Constellations ❞

☆ ❝ Refúgio Tropical ❞

AMBER FREEMAN

☆ ❝ Amber's love language ❞

☆ ❝ Toxic relationship ❞

☆ ❝ Young and Beautiful ❞

☆ ❝ Argument with Amber ❞

☆ ❝ Echoes, Shadows and Resolutions ❞

SAMANTHA CARPENTER

☆ ❝ Samantha Carpenter x short!reader ❞

☆ ❝ A linguagem do amor de Sam ❞

☆ ❝ Unspoken Comfort ❞

☆ ❝ Tara Cupid ❞

JILL ROBERTS

☆ ❝ Jill's love language ❞

TARA CARPENTER

☆ ❝ Provocação Charmosa ❞

TATUM RILEY

☆ ❝ Refúgio Tropical ❞

BILLY LOOMIS

☆ ❝ Refúgio Tropical ❞

STU MACHER

☆ ❝ Refúgio Tropical ❞

RANDY MEEKS

☆ ❝ Refúgio Tropical ❞

[thewritersofdeceased]

Scream Characters and how I personally think they cuddle/sleep!

Characters mentioned: Sidney Prescott, Tatum Riley, Stu Macher, Billy Loomis.

I will be making a part 2 with more characters.

Sidney Prescott

Small spoon! (After the murders she prefers to be held)

Some nights she would prefer to be a big spoon! But it's very rare

Has to have all windows and doors locked. Or something barricading them.

Doesn't have an issue with music or anything playing!

If she wakes up from a nightmare, she'll try to be the most quiet partner ever,

If you wake up from a nightmare, she definitely comforts you.

If you don't want that, that's okay! She wouldn't force you to.

Overall, 10/10 cuddle partner.

She's very warm too!

TATUM RILEY

Strong little spoon

She tangles herself around you, no matter what

Will fall asleep anywhere leaning against you

Is an absolute freezer during winter time

Usually sleeps in long sleeves and comfortable pants

Sleep talks. No explanation.

Can fall asleep with the most random shit playing

Falls asleep fairly quickly when she's drunk/tipsy

If you put a movie she hasn't seen before, expect her to watch it instead of sleeping.

STU MACHER

Switches between big spoon and small spoon!

Snores obnoxiously loud (Kinda like a dad does)

Will and can fall asleep to movies he's seen before

He has to sneak into bed

When he comes back from his nightly activities, he takes forever to get into bed

If you have nightmares, don't hesitate to wake him up! He's always down to comfort you.

BILLY LOOMIS

Can only fall asleep at your house. (Either on the couch or in your bed)

Big spoon, but he rarely spoons in general.

Prefers to lay on his side, back to back.

Cannot lay with lights on. (If you have a nightlight on, good luck. He won't sleep.)

Takes shorter showers than Stu and then lays beside you after the night times activities.

If he wakes up from night terrors, he will not sleep after.

[bisexual-horror-fan]

"Lessons In Faking It Redux." Reverse!Poly!Ghostface X FEM! AFAB! Reader.

Well, hello, hello, hello! This is so exciting! The very first fic of Multi-May! I chose to kick it off by doing a re-do of Lessons In Faking It. This was supposed to be a collab with an old friend, I was to do the set up and they were supposed to do part two but I wrote this back in August of 2021 so I doubt they are gonna get to it, so expect ME doing part two later this month! So let’s get into it.

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Part Two, "A Lack Of Climax In Act Three" is here!

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Rating. Explicit. Length. 4.8K. Reverse!Poly!Ghostface X FEM! AFAB! Reader. Warnings: Cheating. Lying. Faking. Dating. Angst. Hurt. Toxic Shit. Angst. Talk Of Murder Plots. Dirty Talk. Vaginal Fingering. Cunnilingus. Meanness. So Much Meanness. So Much Shit Talking. Threesomes. Face Sitting. Strap-On Sex. Possessiveness. Jealousy. Reclaiming. Sidney And Tatum Being Bitchy As Fuck. Apologies To Billy And Stu. I Love Them And Don’t Mean The Nasty Shit I Said.  

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You couldn’t have asked for a nicer day really. 

Currently you were walking in between them, Stu had an arm around your shoulders and your hand at your side as is Billy’s, fingers tangled together, you were all coming back from a little study date. The three of you had taken over a table outside the ice cream parlour next to the video store you all frequented, books sprawled out as you worked on your respective assignments. Easy conversation was shared as was laughter between melting bites of refreshingly cool and fruity sorbet. 

It was a nice way to spend a warm afternoon, right now Stu was talking to Billy about something in a shared class they both had that you didn’t, and you just listened.

“I’m not saying there isn’t any merit in analysis but I don’t care about what the flower choices in this stupid book means, ya know?” 

You rolled your eyes fondly, an action Stu definitely noticed but kept talking regardless, leaning down as he did so, “Why couldn’t the author be more forthright with that knowledge? If it was really fuckin’ important than the old prick would make it clear, not leave it up to high schoolers to parse in third period.” 

Stu complained further as he held up the book he and Billy were both being forced to read in English and Billy agreed, simply with a nod, “I hear you man, but do you think you might be a bit too worked up over this one?”

Stu gasped, smacking his own chest with the book, "Billy, baby, are you defending this piece of shit, sorry excuse for a storyteller? Over me?"

"I'm just saying you're talking like the guy was writing it to piss you off specifically, it isn’t personal." Billy said with a casual shrug. Stu asks you, "Are you hearing this?"

"Oh I'm hearing it, alright." The tone makes Billy snicker and Stu scoff, "Unbelievable. Both my boyfriend AND girlfriend are against me."

You squeeze Billy’s hand and that had him glance down to you, a soft smile on his face, he gave a squeeze back in acknowledgement and you leaned closer into Stu as well who pulled his arm tighter around you.

Hmm. Cute.

Soon you were where you needed to be and in the process of saying good-bye to them, telling them it was a good time and you’d see them soon. They lingered as they always did, drawing out hugs and both taking the time to be all sweet, pressing farewell kisses to your mouth that were still a bit sticky from your afternoon snack and then they were off.

Both gave a wave as they called out, “Say hi to Sid and Tate, yeah?”

You smiled and called back, an enthusiastic wave of your own, “Yeah of course. Bye boys!” 

Watching until they turned the corner and were out of sight, a sigh left you, shoulders dropping and your smile falling. You wiped over your mouth with the back of your hand, a slight sound of disgust leaving you as you tried to scrub off the feeling of their lips on yours.

You adjusted your bag on your shoulder as you headed up Sidney’s driveway, one word muttered under your breath, “Idiots.”  If only they knew your true nature and what was in store for them.

They were just so unaware, if you had any semblance of a moral compass or a conscience you just might feel bad about it, or about what was to come. Good thing that petty things like that didn’t weigh you down. The door was unlocked with the key Sidney gave you months ago and you came in, shoes were taken off and you took a quick look around, they must be upstairs. In a minute’s time you were waltzing into Sidney’s bedroom.

You find Sidney on her bed, laying on her stomach, magazine open in front of her and Tatum sitting right next to her, reading over her shoulder. As soon as you enter, both are looking up to you, Tatum nudged Sidney as she said,  “See, there she is.”

Tatum greeted you first with a smile, a warm and flirty call of, “Hey gorgeous.” 

Sidney followed up, significantly less pleased, “Hi.” She flipped the magazine closed then asked, “Took you long enough, what happened?” 

You dropped your bag and came over, hands already outstretched and an apologetic look thrown their way. “Hey. So sorry but you know how those two can be, they just don’t shut up, it took me a while to squirm away.”

A knee on the mattress you leaned down, you can recognize the look in the blonde’s eyes and you moved down to give her what she is silently asking for, just as she always did when you had been apart for an extended period of time. You pressed a kiss to Tatum’s lips, hands cradling her face, satisfying her adorable need for a kiss hello before releasing her, leaning down further still and brushing some hair aside before placing one on Sidney’s forehead. “Forgive me?”

“You’re lucky that you are so cute.” Sidney said with a shake of her head and a fond smile on her face, she sat up and you asked hopefully, “So all is forgiven?”

She slung an arm around your shoulders, not unlike Stu did earlier, as she said, “Yeah, yeah all’s forgiven.”

You moved closer into her, a kiss placed on her jaw as you said, “Thank you.” A hum of acknowledgement from her, obviously enjoying how close you were, clearly she had missed you too.

“Besides, how could we ever stay mad at you when you work so hard for us?” Tatum reached out, hand meeting your cheek and yeah she was right.

The reality is that your relationship with Billy and Stu was all a ruse, totally false on your end, you were actually with Sidney and Tatum, and your two girlfriends have a very particular ‘hobby’ that you helped facilitate. They had this grand plan and you were such an important and integral part to make sure it went off without a hitch. Sidney had beef with Billy and his family, with what happened with her mother, she wanted to ruin his fucking life, tear it all apart and with a twist of her ankle; crush the pieces under the heel of her boot until there was nothing but minor traces of blood and viscera smashed into concrete.

Tatum had always been there for Sidney, they had been friends forever and she had been in love with her for years, she was there for Sidney through it all. When Sidney spilled her metaphorical guts and told Tatum everything she was feeling and thinking, all the horribleness she wanted to engage in, the hurt and pain she wanted to inflict on Billy’s family at the end of a knife for breaking up her own family and destroying her life, Tatum simply asked her, “Well when do we start?”

Everyone needs a best friend like Tatum really. Was there anyone more ride or die than Tatum Riley? You weren’t sure, she was just so damn supportive of you and Sid, totally in your corner, would do anything for you both and you felt the same way, would do anything for them.

Maureen Prescott has a bad reputation, and not without good reason, not like you’d ever say that to Sidney, but she did fuck Billy’s dad while both of them were married to other people. Sidney’s dad found out and their marriage crumbled, Sid’s mom split, leaving her totally fucking heartbroken, she felt so abandoned and so angry. She placed that blame on Mrs.Loomis, was it fair?

Not necessarily but hey she was hurting and what kind of average person jumps right to murder anyway, the logic of, “If she kept him satisfied he never would have cheated and broken up MY fucking family” made sense to her. 

Since she lost her mom she felt it only appropriate that Billy lose his. They told you all the grisly details of it, the sounds she made, the small amount of fight she put up, Sidney gleefully telling you how she not only bled like a stuck pig but “-she looked and squealed like one too.” 

Tatum joined in to tell you that, “It was a great date night, we felt a lot closer after that.”

The plan went off perfectly, no suspicion on them and now that it was almost a full year later, nearly the anniversary of Mrs.Loomis’ death it was onto the next phase of the plan. 

Kill, cut, rip, tear and maim, a violent bloodbath and make it look like it, all of it, was the fault of one Mr.Loomis. You were brought into the plan to pile it on, really make it hurt, there to be with Billy and help make the betrayal of it hurt all the more before they killed him too. Getting to that point of your involvement and trust wasn’t easy but you more than proved yourself and earned it.

Sidney and Billy dated for a while but when shit hit the fan their relationship ended in short order, her mom bailed and Sid just couldn’t stand it, couldn’t tolerate being with him like that. She wanted to really make this whole thing as painful as possible and you pretending to be with him, pretending to care, fake dating him would be the cherry on top. Sidney was dying to see the look of betrayal on Billy’s face when he learns his sweet girlfriend was faking literally everything for months and not only that but was entangled with his mothers killers.

Tatum had dated Stu briefly herself but it didn’t last long, originally you were only supposed to get with Billy, the Stu thing just kind of happened and after a talk it was decided that hey it was even better to ol Sid and Tate.

You getting involved with both of them, forming that little triad, it would be all the more deliciously painful when you revealed that it was all for show, that you had been in on the plan. It would make it hurt so much worse when it all came crashing down around the pair of them.

Could anyone truly blame Sidney Prescott for wanting to rip Billy Loomis’ fucking heart out and crush it in her hands right before his very eyes? Well sure a lot of people could, but not Tatum.

Not you.

You hadn’t known them or been friends with them as long as they had been with each other but you were just as invested, cared just as much, were so into the both of them. When they shared the plan of what they wanted to do you were already in so deep, so utterly smitten with them both that when they mentioned they had wanted your help, you didn’t need much convincing.

The next feeling was a familiar one, Sidney’s arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer, your back to her chest, her legs on either side of your hips, her face in the crook of your neck, snuggling closer still. “I hate when you smell like him.”

Ah yes, this kind of thing happens often. Both of them, but especially Sidney feels this intense need to reclaim you, this incessant urge to mark you as hers and Tatum’s again, make it so you smelt like them, could taste only them on your tongue. She craves to make you say their names over and over again in every fashion imaginable, like a sigh and a curse and just overwhelm you with feeling until there is nothing on your mind other than them.

Overloading you with sensation was their favourite pastime other than that aforementioned hobby.

You loved it too.

“What are you gonna do about that?” You teased and Tatum was closing in on you too, her hands resting on the tops of your thighs, “Ooh I think we both have lots of ideas to fix that little problem.”

You were very sure about that. A big grin as you say, “Oh I bet.”

Hands reach out, your fingers curling in the straps of Tatum’s tank top and using them to pull her to you, kissing her. You didn’t get a good feel or taste from that small peck earlier but now you realise the lip gloss she had on today tasted like peaches and it made you let out a small and satisfied hum.

Sidney’s hands started to wander, one sliding up your side leisurely, under your shirt and the other running down and touching your inner thigh, she had started to kiss the side of your neck, you could still feel how tense she was. She muttered out, “Hate his stupid fucking cologne.”

Tatum pulled back from your kiss with a laugh, you love her smile when she is like this, “God, right? Does he drown himself in the stuff or what?”

You couldn’t stifle your giggle, he kinda did. "Seriously what is that God awful scent he favours?" You ask and Sidney fills in the blank, quick wit as always, "Eau de asshole. Obviously."

Tatum was still so close, her nose on yours and you pressed another kiss to the corner of her mouth between you both giggling over Sidney’s joke. Your mouth moved along her jaw and by this point, they always ended up doing this. Would talk down about Billy and Stu so much after you saw them, it was kind of part and parcel at this point.

Sidney’s hand had made it between your thighs by now, feeling you up over your pants, you pushed your hips up, tilting more into her touch, the light friction was good. She wasn't overly gentle with you, and knew just how to get to you. Her other hand was up your shirt, palming one of your tits through your bra and then came another part that you were all too used to, relaying what happened to them.

“What’d they have to say this time?” Tatum asked, tone much more amused, her hands were on your hips, you having paused your assault of affection, too caught up in the feeling which led Tatum to watch as Sidney’s hands worked you over. She loved to watch you both together, something about it was just so hot, and also made her feel so warm too, she took in the view and you started to reply to her question.

“Nothing interesting-” Sidney bit down on the side of your throat and it made your sentence stop with a sharp inhale of air before continuing on, “-stupid shit about assignments and classes, dumb jokes, dumber movie opinions, you know how it goes.”

Your head tilted back, exposing more of your throat to her and the hand between your thighs pressed a bit harder, focusing a little more and as her other hand was rolling one of your nipples between her fingers you completely forgot what you were talking about.

“I don’t know how you put up with it.” Tatum hummed and Sidney scoffed, “I dunno how WE put up with it back then.” 

She pulled back from your throat as she spoke up, “Truly, what would we do without you?”

You couldn’t help it, loved it when they praised you, would flourish under their attention, you let out a sigh and said, “Just be glad you don’t have to find out. I’m not going anywhere.”

They both liked to hear that and Tatum hooked her fingers in your belt loops and tugged just like you had done to her top earlier, asking with no small amount of heat, “You down for some practice?”

Oh nothing sounded better. You needed this right now. You gave an enthusiastic nod, “God yes, please?”

“So eager.” You could hear the slight smirk in Sidney’s tone, she was loosening up just a bit, good, you were glad. It was hard to stay in a bad mood with the prospect of what was to come right there.

You might be wondering what ‘practice’ with them entailed, what is it that you were practising for exactly?

It all stemmed from your idea initially, that you should lead them on, get so close to them and then ‘lose your virginity’ to them the night of the party, again another layer, more chance to truly hurt them. So this fun little exercise began, that first night you remember so well.

Sidney between your legs, hands resting on your spread thighs as Tatum was beside you on the couch, alternating between kissing you and whispering in your ear as her fingers dragged over your exposed skin. The feeling her hands left in their wake was a lot to handle, you weren’t sure if you wanted to wiggle away or lean into it, Sidney was eating you out beautifully and there was your shared girlfriend, brushing some of your hair aside and whispering in your ear, “Feels good right?”

You nodded and almost whimpered, barely able to hide the sound and Tatum had her fingers under your chin, tilting your face to hers, God she was so beautiful like this, she spoke to you again, “You’re paying attention right?”

Another nod, you were certainly trying to. Her thumb brushed over your bottom lip and then Sid was doing something with her tongue that made your thighs tense and let a moan spill from your mouth, eyes unfocused and Tatum couldn’t be more into the sight, amused by how easily they could make you break apart for them. “Mmm good.”

Tatum kissed you and it was full of want, her hand still under your chin as her tongue got into the mix and you moaned into her open mouth as Sid started to ease two fingers into you. “Fuck-” 

You breathed it out against Tatum’s lips and she pulled back, praising you, “Yeah like that, remember how you moaned just like that.”

You ended up coming so hard that night on Sidney’s tongue and fingers, you were barely floating down from your high when Sidney was looking up at you, head leaning on your thigh, her mouth was still wet from you as she said, “If you are able to fake it half as good as that they will totally buy it.”

So to ensure that you, their precious little partner in crime/girlfriend/actor would be up for the role, a lot more practising and rehearsals would be needed. Something you welcomed openly, you couldn't help how much you got off on it when they were like this, giving you instructions and leading you, telling you how best to act and pleasuring you so amazingly, praising you all the while.

It was enough to make your head swim right along with making your cunt drip.

You were a quick study and took direction well, you were sure you had it down pat but you weren’t about to stop them, not when reaping the benefits felt so fucking good.

The time you were sitting on Tatum’s face, her hands on your ass, you were grinding down onto her mouth, the question fell from your lips without you planning on it, “Be honest Tate, fuck, how’s Stu’s tongue?”

Your curiosity was something that you couldn’t shake, he almost always had that damn tongue hanging out of his mouth and you know just why he did it, to get you and anyone else thinking about what he might be capable of. Worst of all is that it worked, you had been thinking about it. Morbid curiosity got the better of you.

She pulled back, head falling back against the bed and she looked up at you, breathless laugh as she made eye contact with you and she asked, “Honestly?”

You replied with a small smile, “Honestly.”

A genuine want to know and she said it in that way that only she could, this particular kind of fire and bite behind it, obviously truthful and drawn from personal experience and fact, “Overrated.”

She laughed again and so did you until warm breath fans over slick skin the only warning of her intentions of continuing her assault on you. Her mouth latched back onto your clit and that laughter from you bled into a moan as she sucked indulgently. You asked later on if she was being serious and she told you that, “It’s a damn shame truly, honestly with some good direction he might actually be worth a damn at eating pussy. But as it stands right now? Don’t hold your breath for a mind blowing experience.”

You loved when she was so harsh.

Loved it so much you would openly encourage her and Sidney bad mouthing them. A different evening, a late night date had turned to another ‘rehearsal’ and Sidney’s hands were on your hips, slowly pushing the dildo of her strap-on into you, throwing your head back with a bite of your lip and a moan, eyes rolling back. You recall Tatum telling you to do that a different session as she instructed you and then finished it off by telling you, “-guys love that shit.”

Tatum had your head in her lap, playing with your hair and she gave a low whistle, “Look at you! Like a duck to water, you do that move and he might just cum on the spot.”

Sidney laughed, rolling her hips as she sinks inside you again, “Seriously, have you seen how hot she is? Might make Loomis cream his fucking jeans before he can even whip it out.”

Christ when she talked like that it did something to you. 

Again you hoped you would be able to be convincing enough but they encouraged you so much and told you just how easy they would be to trick that any small and minute doubts you had kept melting every time you were sprawled between them.

The need overtook you and you looked up at Sidney as she started to move, hips pulling back before driving forward and it pulled a moan from you, a questioning gasp of, “Sid?”

She let out a hum, a harder thrust before she asked, “Yes, honey?” That somewhat sing-song and overly sweet tone, obviously enjoying herself, she was in a playful mood. 

Looking up at her with the question falling off your tongue, “Tell me about it again?”

A light laugh, the sound of skin on skin as she didn’t stop, pace steady as she fucked into you, each plunge of sturdy silicone making another shock of sensation rush through you, “Oh did my little comment get you wanting? You want me to be mean?”

Tatum’s hands were sliding down your body and soon her fingers were between yours and Sid’s bodies, starting to circle your clit, making you buck under their shared effort with another ample moan and a shudder.

“Want me to shit-talk Billy “I-think-my-dick-is-God’s-gift-to-women” Loomis, huh?” She bites out, feeling a little breathless as she slams into you over and over.

Fuck yes you did want that. You begged for it, insanely needy, “Yes! Please?”

“Anything for you.” She sounded so warm, so affectionate. Tatum above you pressed harder and couldn’t hide her own smile as she said, “Oh this’ll be good.”

“Want me to tell you all about how he acts like he is hot shit? About how he talks about how he is gonna get you off soooo hard when his fingering technique is like he is digging for change in couch cushions?” Tatum and you both laughed, yours much more out of breath and strained, almost hiccupping in pleasure.

Sidney’s grip on your hips tightened, she fucked into you harder and between her consistent and steady pace, as well as grinding into that sweet spot and Tatum not letting up on your clit you wouldn’t be lasting very long. They were just too good at this point, and knew your body so well.

“Want me to tell you all about how he will act all concerned, all “Ooo I don’t wanna hurt you” talking like he is packing heat but it is just average-” Another hard thrust that ended in a grind, her leaning down breathing the next two words right in your ear, “-at best?”

“Fuck babe tell us how you really feel.” Tatum teased, you were way too into this, were unable to stop the small moans and curses and whines that left you, squirming under them and their conjoined effort.

They could be so mean and you adored it.

Tatum had shifted, one hand still working between your thighs and her other wrapped around the base of her own strap, pushing it against your lips, “If you want her to keep going you better start sucking, they’re probably gonna expect you to take them both at once.”

A few light smacks on your cheek with the flushed pink silicone and then you opened your mouth and let her slide in with ease. Her hand threaded in your hair and she tugged, “Make eye contact as you do it, slut. Make it convincing, I wanna believe that you need this dick more than you need air, got it?”

A weak nod and you pushed down further, looking at her, eyes pleading for more and moaning around the false cock approaching the back of your throat. You slowly pulled back, cheeks hollowing as you sucked obscenely, starting a slow but passionate pace and Tatum said, “Shit. That is good. You play the part so well, they won’t know what hit them”

Sidney let out a laugh, feeling you start to tremble in her grip, could feel how close you were getting, nails raking over your hips, she practically purred, “You’ll knock em dead, such a pretty little actress.”

“Actress? Try porn star.” Tatum fired back pulling another giggle from Sidney. You shouldn’t clench down on the strap like that or moan at her calling you a porn star but fuck, it made you want to whine. 

But they weren’t the only ones who would talk shit. You joined in just as often. One night where you were focusing on them, putting those hands of yours to good use, you instigated it, your mouth pulled back from its place on Tatum’s chest and you looked up to her and Sid, taking in the sight of them kissing before saying, “Something happened with them today.”

You didn’t wait for a response, curling your fingers you pressed on and told them about your date earlier. 

Billy had sat you and Stu down, with a confession in mind, he opened up by saying, “You and Stu mean so much to me I…I can’t tell you how thankful I am that you were here for me. That I’m not doing this alone, you’ve helped me out more than you know or I could say and just..I love you, both of you, so much.”

He positively poured his heart out to you and Stu and my lord, you couldn’t have been happier. You were giddy to tear away and run back to Sidney and Tatum to fill them in, just as you were right now.

You put on your best impression of him and mocked him, how he said and what he said and they swear in that moment they fell a bit harder for you than they had already.

It was perfect. Everything was going swimmingly. Tatum and Sidney were transfixed by you as you regaled them, hands still on each other but not moving. Shared wide eyes and enraptured as they listened, barely able to breathe, almost no sound leaving them unless a particularly good thrust of your fingers drew one out of them.

“You should have seen him. He looked pathetic! He was almost crying, still whining about his mother.” Your mouth was on Sidney’s thigh, kissing up as your fingers slid into Tatum deeper, “He’s so weak.”

No this wasn’t perfect.

You were.

They were the ones who couldn’t believe their luck. Having someone like you so fully devoted to them, so invested, so ready and willing, yeah there was probably one person in Woodsboro who was more ride or die than Tatum Riley and that was you. Sick, twisted, equally as fucked up, you.

As your tongue stroked up over Sidney’s leaking slit, a slow circle over her clit before pulling it between your plush lips and sucking deeply, you looked up at them and gave your own confession, your own soul bearing admission. This one not mocking as you made fun of Billy, this one was your own and totally honest, “I love you both so much.”

Your girlfriends were confident in one thing at that moment. That yes you were perfect for them, an amazing accomplice and an even better actor but they just knew that with them?

You’d never, ever fake it.

[creepyyanderegirl]

Tatum and Sidney x reader: Forever Ours

Tatum and Sidney had an obsession with you. Both of them did ever since you three were little kids. But they waited being your best friend for all these years. Now you three are in senior year. You are dating Randy Meeks,Tatum is dating Stu Macher and Sidney is dating Billy Loomis. It was nice. Until people began to die,Casey Becker,your bully and her boyfriend Steve. The principal. Gale Weathers. All dead. The killer was known as ghost face. Though the guy behind the mask was not revealed. Then after a few days Tatum was throwing a party. The whole group was there along with a few other people. When Stu went to get some beers he was killed by ghostface. Meanwhile Sidney was upstairs with Billy. The other people had left due to the curfew. So it just left the group. Randy was on the couch with you watching a horror movie. Upstairs Sidney and Billy were talking. Then ghost face snuck up behind Billy. He stabbed him. Sidney screamed. Ghost face snuck up behind you two and stabbed Randy in the neck. You screamed and cried. Then you ran. Though you ran into the other ghostface. Sidney took off her mask. "Hello,Y/n." she said. Now you were cornered by the two ghost faces. Tatum had also taken off her mask. She was kissing your neck while Sidney played with your hair. "Now your ours Y/n. Forever." Sidney said. "Ours forever sweetheart." Tatum said.

[prescottsgirl]

SHE’S SO SOFT LIKE SILK CHIFFON

sidney prescott x tatum riley

summary: emotions are high after an eventual night. tatum and sidney can’t keep their feelings contained anymore at their sleepover. they can’t keep their hands to themselves either.

warnings: none

note: my first tatney/satum fic!! also title is inspired by silk chiffon by muna bc duh

Tatum lightly bobs her head to the soft melody playing and Sidney looks over at the poster on the wall of a shirtless actor. She thinks; she doesn't want to kiss that man as much as she does Tatum. She should feel attracted to that, but the only ounce of attention that picture gets is when Tatum makes her flustered and she has to look at anything else besides her.

She thinks about what it would feel like to kiss Tatum. To think about soft blonde hair, and soft skin, and kissing her best friend. She wants to do each others makeup, and giggle at movies, and paint each others nails, but she also really wants to kiss Tatum.

She notices all the little things about Tatum, and she falls further in love with her. How she wears shirts that barely cover her stomach and she loves to show off her legs with little skirts. But when it was just her and Sidney, she always wore childish pajamas and cuddled with her stuffed animals. Sidney got to see all of her. Not just the Tatum that the boys want to see.

"I think you're going to drill a hole through my wall if you stare at that picture any longer," Tatum says boldly. Sidney turns her head and looks shocked at the fact that Tatum was still even there. She realizes that she was staring right at her.

"What?"

Tatum rolls her eyes at her, but she doesn't do it with malice. "Okay, what's going on?"

"Nothing," Sidney shakes her head, but she continues on talking, "I just— do you think something’s...wrong with me?"

"What?" Tatum now says. She looks offended that her best friend would ever say something negative about herself. "This is going to sound bias but absolutely not. Why? Did grease-ball-Billy say something to you?"

"No," Sidney sharply replies. She broke up with Billy a few weeks ago. She wasn't attracted to him and she didn't think it was fair to continue the relationship. He, still, continues to try and change her mind. "I just— why don't I like Billy? You always tell me how he's so perfect and all the girls love him..."

Tatum sighs and moves over to the other bed that she bought specifically for Sidney when she sleeps over. Somehow they always end up in one bed by the morning. She sits cross cross and is directly facing her best friend. Sidney can smell Tatum's strawberry shampoo from where she sitting, and she can already feel herself falling into a hazy trance.

"So what? You're not attracted to Billy. There are so much better men out there." Tatum says it like it's not big deal, but Sidney's heart sinks and she feels the walls closing in on her.

Tatum notices that Sid's not content with her response. There's something deeper that's bugging her. "You don't need a boyfriend anyways. You have your best friend." Tatum nudges Sidney's shoulder and she only slightly smiles. Right. Her Best friend. That seems to be the problem.

"It's just that every time Billy touches me I just want to be small and run away. But everytime you even hug me I feel safe and it's comforting." Tatum's eyebrows raise at her best friends confession. Sidney doesn't even process what had been said until she sees Tatum's reaction. "Oh. I didn't mean it like—"

"It's fine," Tatum says. She doesn't want Sidney to work herself up, she doesn't want Sidney to stop talking either. "Keep talking."

Sidney was always very smart, but Tatum knew more about love and relationships than her. She was never interested and always had to pretend that she wasn't staring at the women in a romcom when Tatum would make her watch them.

"I know you're my best friend. It's supposed to feel this way."

"What way?" Tatum pushes, because they'll get nowhere if she doesn't. Sidney is good at doubting herself and falling back on her feelings.

"Like...jealous when Stu holds your waist or kisses you," Sidney admits, and her cheeks burn a bright shade of red because deep down she knows that that's not what best friends are supposed to feel. And deep down she knows that she wants to be able to kiss her the way Stu does.

Tatum reaches out and holds onto Sidney's waist. It's awkward because they're sitting down, but Sidney can only focus on the feeling of gentle fingertips on her body. Every time Billy tries to hold her like that, she squirms away. He's too aggressive with it and his fingers poke too hard into her skin. 

"Like this?" Tatum asks, referring to what makes Sidney so jealous.

"Mhm." Sidney's voice is weak and fragile, and if they weren't sitting so close then Tatum wouldn't have even heard her.

"I hate when Billy would touch you like this," she moves her hand down to Sidney's thigh. Closer to her knee than anything because she respects her best friend.

Tatum watches a lump go down Sidney's throat as she swallows down her anxiety. "You got jealous of us too?"

"Mhm," Tatum now says, sounding more sensual than Sidney did. "Made me so mad. Wanna know why?" All Sidney can do now is nod. She really, really, wants to know why, but she forgot how to even speak.

"Because I wanted to do that to you." Tatum whispers it, and they're so close that Sidney actually hears it. She can feel her best friends breath against her face and it makes her shiver. But she's not even cold. Why does she feel this way?

"Well...you— you finally got to," Sidney says and nervously chuckles. She feels like she ruined that moment but Tatum doesn't bat an eye.

"Maybe you should kiss me. So I can get the real idea."

Sidney doesn't even move. She doesn't even know how to do this. She's been in a romantic relationship but this is with Tatum. Her best friend, another woman, someone who actually makes her heart beat faster than it should.

"I don't know how..." Sidney trails off and hopes that her best friend comes to an understanding of her resistance. She wants to kiss Tatum so bad that it's actually dizzying, but she doesn't want to ruin it.

"Kiss me like you kiss Billy."

Sidney feels a boost of confidence with this. Tatum wants her to kiss her. She just wonders if Tatum wants it in the same way she does. She couldn't possibly...right?

Sidney puts her hand on Tatum's jaw so she doesn’t move. And it takes her a minute to actually put her lips on Tatum's. Her skin is just so fucking soft under her fingertips.

She finally moves her face closer. Her lips taste sweet like the cherry lollipops that she always sucks on. And then Sidney can't stop thinking about that goddamn lollipop and the way that her favorite blonde stares her down as she licks it. Suddenly, everything starts to piece together and make sense.

And she doesn't kiss Tatum like she kisses Billy. She kisses her likes she really wants it, like she needs it. That not how she kisses him.

The kiss doesn't last long, but neither of them seem to move more than a couple centimeters away from each other. They stare back at one another like they've witnessed the collapse and creation of the world.

Sidney doesn't know where to go from here. She liked it more than she thought she would.

"Do you feel something right here," Tatum pokes Sidney's stomach as she speaks, "that you don't feel when you kiss Billy?"

Sidney doesn't even want to answer that, because she can hardly even admit to it in the safety of her own head. Her face is a deeper shade of red now and Tatum's bright light is only accentuating that. That itself answers Tatum's question.

All Sidney does is nod and she doesn't understand why she feels the need to cry at this confession. She doesn't though. She just bites her tongue because crying right now would just be embarrassing.

"Me too." Sidney feels a little better at Tatum's same confession. If only it weren't for the nagging anxiety in the pit of her stomach. She wasn't supposed to like this. Her dad probably wouldn't approve and the entire school would be even more disgusted with her than they all already are. "I'm really into you, Sid."

But, suddenly, she doesn't care what anyone else thinks. All that matters is the fact that she just kissed her best friend and liked it. All that matters is that Tatum Riley just admitted to the same feelings Sidney has.

Sidney leans forward and presses her lips against Tatum's again. It's enough to show her that her feelings are certainly reciprocated.

Before Sidney knows it, she's being pushed back on the bed and Tatum's on-top, straddling her. Tatum's never moves her lips away from Sidney's. She can't get enough of the sweet taste of her best friend.

Tatum's blonde hair tickles Sidney's face and her body pressed against her makes her feel warm. But all she can think about is the way Tatum's tongue glides across her bottom lip, or even the way that her breasts press again her body. She thinks she's going to melt in this warmth.

Tatum's the one to pull back. She looks for any sign of discomfort on Sidney's face, but she can't seem to find it. She wants to keep kissing her, making her feel alive, but she can see her best friend is struggling to keep her heavy eyes open.

Maybe they should both sleep now. Maybe they should sleep and clear their heads.

Sidney holds Tatum by the back of her neck and tries to bring her in for more but she doesn't reciprocate it. She worries for a moment that she went too far, but Sidney quickly pushes back those thoughts as Tatum speaks. "You're so tired," she says. And it's the simplest thing in the world. They just made out, they just confessed their feelings, but Sidney's tired and she needs to sleep.

"I know but I wanna kiss you," her words are almost slurred. She's so drunk on Tatum. She needs to make up for all those years that she didn't kiss her best friend.

Tatum plops herself beside Sidney on the bed and before the young brunette can cuddle closer, she's being pulled on top of Tatum by her waist. She didn't know Tatum was that strong. Maybe she's just too sleepy.

She lays her head down on Tatum chest and the blonde girls arm wraps around Sidney's body. She feels so safe here. She hasn't felt so safe and comfortable since her mother died. But nobody can hurt her in Tatum's arms. She can rest. Finally, she can rest without being so afraid.

Tatum could stay up all night to make Sidney feel good, but Sidney was always had a schedule with herself. She would never be able to get up for school if she didn't go to bed. And Tatum cares more about Sidney's needs and wants than her own.

"Goodnight, Sid," Tatum says, and continues in a whisper, "I love you."

She's said it before. Of course she has. She loves her best friend. But now she loves her...girlfriend? Is that what she is now?

Sidney eyes quickly start closing in the comfort of her lovers arms until she's fully asleep. Tatum just watches with a gentle smile on her face. Watches the way her long dark eyelashes flutter, watches the way that her teeth show through the small gap of her parted lips.

She too eventually drifts off.

-

Sidney always thinks of Tatum as the sun goes down, and now it rises with her in Tatum's arms. It's a full circle, she's think. She's so glad that circles are never ending.

When Sidney wakes up, she's still in Tatum's arms, and the girl is still sleeping. She knows there's school today, and she's a good girl; she gets good grades and doesn't miss any days of school. But was the feeling of academic success better than this? She'd rather lay here in Tatum's warm arms than sit on a cold hard chair all day. So she simply doesn't wake her up.

Sidney tries to hold in a giggle at the way that Tatum's nose scrunches in her sleep as stray frizzy hair tickles her nose. She bites down on her lip, hardly realizing that she's nearly drawing blood. Her finger lightly trace the outline of the young blondes pale jawline.

She wants to lean down and replace her fingers with her lips, but her desires are interrupted by Tatum's eyes fluttering open. Her dark eyes were flaked with gold and Sidney seemed to be mesmerized by it. It suddenly didn't matter that they had this confusing affair going on. All that mattered was the way Tatum looked at Sidney like the sky rose and fell with her.

"Good morning," Tatum says it first, because she could see how lost Sidney looked.

Neither of them make an effort to move out of each others arms. It was then that they realized that they didn’t need to just sleep whatever happened last night off. They truly wanted what they gave each other.

"Mornin," Sidney responds and Tatum can hardly understand her when the brunette slurs her words with the way her mouth moves again hers.

Tatum's taken back but the sudden confidence in her lover. Her cheeks shine a bright shade of pink in the morning sunlight that peaks through the crack of her sheer curtains. She focuses on how noticeable Sidney's freckles are in the morning light, and the way that her lips are still plump from the kiss. She thinks she can get used to waking up like this.

"We gotta get dressed. Sorry for not waking you." Sidney’s not truly sorry. She knows Tatum shows up late to school most of the time and that she’d rather stay here in bed with her anyways.

Sidney attempts to get up, but Tatum grabs her arm and keeps her in place. There’s something in the way that Tatum grabs her that isn’t so greedy and aggressive. Her heart doesn’t sink when she’s pulled back. She doesn’t wonder if that hand around her arm is going to squeeze too tight until she just explodes. Tatum’s gentle, and her fingertips softly brush against Sidney’s arms while she holds it.

“Not so fast,” Tatum speaks to her in a quiet, tired manner. Her eyes are still foggy with sleep, and her brain is still in a dreamlike state. Maybe it’s just Sidney. Maybe she feels like she’s in a dream because she’s curled up in bed with Sid.

“We’re gonna be late—” Her words are cut off by the soft press of Tatum’s lips shutting her up. She sighs into it. A gentle, content sigh. And suddenly nothing else in the world matters too much.

“Okay now we can get dressed,” Tatum says, and gets up, but it takes Sidney a moment to process it.

-

Tatum sits at her vanity while she finishes up her makeup and begins doing her hair. Sidney’s stands in the background of Tatum’s mirror while she throws her clothes on. The young blonde tries so hard not to be distracted by Sidney’s lacy white bra on her body, or the soft pale skin of her stomach. She tries so hard to focus on her hair.

She gets frustrated as she tries to run a brush through her hair though. It's so frizzy and tangled and the more she brushes it, the puffier it gets. Tatum loves fashion and makeup, but as soon as she has to do her hair, it's a lost cause.

Sidney notices Tatum's struggle and walks over to her. She stands behind her and looks at her through the vanity mirror. "Stop fussing. Do you want me to do two braids for you?" Sidney talks so gentle and all of Tatum's anger flutters away. She picks up her brush before she even gets a response because she can't stand seeing Tatum so frustrated.

"Yeah. Thanks."

Tatum's picky with who touches her hair. In middle school, she was so stubborn that she wouldn't even let her own mother help her brush and style it. She would wait until she got to school to let Sidney do it for her. Sidney was always better at doing hair than she was and it never hurt when she brushes through all the knots for her.

She watched Sidney through the mirror the entire time that her hands work on her hair. Her eyes almost flutter closed as she has her blonde strands brushed through but she's too entranced by Sidney.

When she's done with her task, she looks at the braided hairstyle in the mirror. Instead, she meets Tatum's eyes, locking with hers. It's makes both of their cheeks burn a bright shade of red. Tatum doesn't get embarrassed that often, but this had caught her off guard.

Sidney finally clears her throat and lightly smiles. "All done. Ya like?"

"Love it, Sid. Thank you." They both pretend like it didn't happen. But then Tatum decides to stand up and kiss Sidney's pink cheek. She thinks it adorable how Tatum has to stand on her tippy toes to kiss her, especially with Sidney having a small heel on her boot.

Sidney turns her head to the side so she can properly kiss Tatum this time. Both girls are flustering messes at this point, but neither of them can stop.

"We should go have breakfast before we're late." Sidney says, somehow having Tatum's confidence rubbed off onto her now.

"Breakfast. Right. C'mon."

[sidney-96]

MORE SCREAM

[roadkillremi]

Glances Exchanged

Tatum Riley X F!Reader

^Picture above does not dictate readers appearance^

MasterList

Summary : after a long painful crush on Tatum. The truth comes out in front of her and her boyfriend.

Warnings: language, underaged drinking, mentions drunk dad, being outted. A corny truth or dare. I know just read it.

There was something about her pink lipgloss. The way she slid it on perfectly and licked her lips. You wondered if it tasted like bubblegum or strawberry. The wind blew lightly moving her bangs in her face. She smiled as Stu fixed her hair, you looked away trying to hide the realization.

"You're staring again." Randy whispered holding his sad brown bag of lunch. You looked down and stared walking towards the fountain.

"I didn't mean too-" you muttered. He chuckled, "Uh-huh. Like how you didn't mean to stare at her tits last week?". You glared at him wanting him to shut up. You sat in your usual spot, "Y/N! Finally you can save me from all this... testosterone" she cringed. You smiled, "Sure.". Stu kissed her cheek, "Yeah like you don't enjoy it.".

Your stomach knotted even more. Twisting in new directions, you wanted to puke and hide. More of hide and then puke.

"Anyway." She rolled her eyes looking at you. You took a bite of a pretzel, "Stus having a small party, you in?".

"Uh, the last "Small Party" was around 100 people.." you corrected. She smirked, "it's just gonna be me, Stu, Sydney, Billy, and.. Randy.".

Tatum had this sick thought of you and Randy together. Which wouldn't work due to you not liking Randy, or men. You blinked, "Uh..".

"She'll come." Randy chimed in. You gave him a look hoping it'd explode his head. You turned back towards Tatum, "I have homework..".

"Aw.. come on! Don't be a buzz kill!" Stu shouted. He gently hit your shoulder. You inhaled deeply, "Okay. But only us? Got it?" You pointed at the two of them.

"Sure thing, Mary Poppins." Stu scoffed.

Mary Poppins was the oh so glorious nickname you were given. Stu decided this because you were quoted, "the caring mom friend.". You cringed at the name, "Stop calling her that." Tatum snapped. Your face formed a shade of pink you smiled to yourself and looked down.

"What time tonight.. I'll bring some beer." You offered.

"I don't think your old man would like that" Billy jabbed. He didn't talk this whole time, you scanned his body language.

"He's too drunk to notice." You purse your lips together. You go quiet, Tatum sighed "How about you come over after school to get ready with me?". You gaze over in her direction, your eyes lit up.

"Sure." You hesitantly answered. She smiled sweetly at you, Randy playfully elbowed your side. You continued to eat your food feeling all giddy inside.

2 hours later

You waited by Tatum's locker, you gripped your bag tightly. You spotted her prancing down the hall with a lollipop in her mouth. She smiled jogging over to you, "I'm so excited. I'm gonna make you hotter!". Her face dropped realizing what she said.

"Not that you're not hot. Im just excited to do your makeup and stuff. I mean I'm youre beautiful without makeup-"

"Tatum." You interrupted. She glanced up at you going silent, "I get it, you're good.". She smiled in relief, "Anyway. Let's pick out clothes from your house and then go to mine.". She looped her arm through yours before walking towards the front door of the school.

"I'm thinking of that cute white skirt and a baby tee." She suggested. She pushed open the doors walking straight ahead. People scurried out of the way for her, she sucked on her lollipop pulling it out with a loud pop.

"And I can do your hair!" She gushed. You smiled, "Sure.". She swayed hips slightly bumping them into yours. Randy made eye contact with you on the way to his house. He shook his head with a toothy smile. You rolled your eyes towards him going back to listening to Tatum ramble.

The short walk to your house ended, you pulled out your keys to open the door. You invited Tatum in, "My rooms down the hall.." you instructed. She nodded observing your house, you walked to your room with her close behind you. You opened the door to your room, the lacey curtains let the light in.

"Your rooms are so cozy!" She cooed. You shrugged, "Eh, some of this shit is from when I was 5.". She looked in your closet pulling out some clothes.

"I think it's adorable. You listen to The Hole?" She asked looking at the poster. You nod, "Yeah she's so ho- er.. cool!" You corrected. She smiled, "Yeah. I'm more of a.. Madonna girl.".

"I mean she did change music culture." You smiled. She smiled back, "Exactly. She like.. told people AIDS aren't bad. And just... she's so cool.". You nodded, "Totally.". She grabbed a pair of jeans, "These are so cute on you.".

You had to admit, the jeans hugged your figure just right and were slightly baggy on your calves. She then pulled out a cropped tanked and put it out in front of you.

"With this!" She shoved the pieces of clothing towards you. You took them and started to change, her eyes widen. She watched you for a moment before looking away. She cleared her throat, "So.. where's that beer?".

"Uh, the kitchen cabinet near the pantry." You slid your jeans on with a hop. You finished getting dressed and grabbed your tote. You glanced at Tatum, "Ready?". She nodded practically slipping out the door. She went to grab some beer slipping them in your bag. You looked in the living room to see your dad passed out.

"Okay, let's go." You gently nudged her shoulder. She grinned walking towards the door. Once you locked the door behind you the both of you giggled.

"God, I can't believe he didn't wake up." She exclaimed. You watched the cars go by as you walked down the sidewalk.

"Yeah, he was knocked out." You added. She ran to her front door opening it for you. She ran upstairs to her room, she grabbed your arm pulling you to her vanity.

"let's get this party started." She smiled. She grabbed some of her mascara and lip gloss. You close your eyes trying to relax, you'd jump whenever she touches you without warning.

"Purse your lips out.." she calmly instructed. You did as told, you felt the wand glide against your lips. The same lip gloss that touched her lips. You felt like a preschooler gushing over this.

"Wow.. you look.. sexy-" she admired her work moving some strands of your hair. You fluttered your eyes open, you immediately looked at her. She grinned down at you, "Yeah.. really gorgeous.." you whispered.

"Are.. you and Randy dating?" She questioned. She went to her closet looking through clothes.

"Uh, no. He's not my type." You laughed a bit in the end. You watched her undress her self revealing her back to you. Your mouth went dry, "I uh... hows things with Stu?".

"Good I guess.." she muttered putting a different shirt on.

"Do you like Randy?" She turned back towards you.

"No. Not a chance." You smiled. She nodded, "I mean you're too good for him anyway." She sighed.

"Now let's go! I'll drive you!" She grabbed your hand pulling up. She sprinted downstairs only to be stopped by her mom.

"Tatum. Where are you going?" She placed her hands on her hips firmly. You glanced in between the two ladies, "Out with Y/N Sydney joining us!". Her mom slowly nodded, "Alright... be safe. I love you!".

"I love you too, Mom." She smiled leaving the house. She walked towards her yellow bug.

The drive there was filled with music. She sang along to almost every song. She tapped the stirring wheel to the beat. When Stus driveway was close by she whipped her car in.

"Ah, we're fashionably late!" She unbuckled getting out of the car. You followed behind her, Stu opened the door on cue.

"About time!" He called out embracing Tatum. You walked in unloading the beer from your bag. Randy grabbed a beer leaning back into the couch.

"How'd it go?" He opened the beer against the coffee table. You leaned back exhaling, "She took off her shirt in front of me..". Randy almost choked, "What!".

"Oh keep your dick in your pants. I only saw her back.". Billy strolled in holding chips, "Y/N.".

"Billy." You mocked. He placed the chips on the table. He gave you a look, a mocking smirk.

"So.. you're little crush..".

"Is Randy! Haha caught me." You panicked. Randy's eyes widened, "Mhm!". You two had a pact if anyone found out without you telling them. You'd fake date each other, sadly it was now .

"Wait. So you and Randy are?" Billy scoffed. Tatum glanced over, "Wait... you said you two weren't dating..".

"We aren't! I mean.. we are?" You looked at Randy for guidance. He looked at Tatum, "Uh. We're not dating. We are thinking about dating." He pointed. She leaned on her leg, "Uh-huh..". Sydney walked through the door frame.

"What'd I miss?" She smiled. You sunk into the couch, you felt nauseous.

"Nothing..." you muttered. Billy glared down at you, "Y/N and Randy might date.". You wanted to sink more, "Wow. How cute!" She smiled.

"Yeah. Hey I have a brilliant idea. Let's play truth or dare!" Billy clasped his hands together. Tatum rolled her eyes sitting in an arm chair.

"How old are you?" She judged. He grinned, "Just go with it...". He opened a beer bottle handing it to you. You quickly gulped the beer down, "Randy truth or dare?".

"Uh tr-"

"Don't be a pussy man!" Stu cheered. Randy exhaled, "Dare.". You shook your head, "This is stupid Billy. Let's just watch TV.".

"I dare you to kiss, Y/N..." Billy smiled widen. It frightened you a bit, "Sure.". Randy scooted closer to you giving you a peck. You stayed still and left slammed your eyes shut. Billy scoffed, "God that was pathetic..".

"Stu your turn." Billy kept his eyes on you. You stiffened and sat up, "That's not how this works!". Randy also sat up, Stu out his hands on top his head stretching.

"Stu-" Randy warned.

"Hmm. Is it true you have a crush on my girlfriend?.."

"Randy? I known him since first grade-" Tatum cringed. Stu laughed, "No not Randy..". Tatum face went red, she gazed over to you. Your eyes hurt due to tears poking through. Your chest felt like it was gonna explode.

She wouldn't want to be near you anymore. You probably freaked her out, she'll likely will tell everyone. You shook lightly wanting to run, "So?..".

"I uh..". Randy fidgeted, "Shut up, Billy! Like you aren't gay for Stu!" He shouted. You glanced over at Randy, "leave her alone. She should come out on her own terms.". A small tear fell and you looked down at the floor.

"I like girls.. okay? I just so happen to like Tatum.. but I never did anything." You defended. Tatum sat up, Stu shook his head. Billy raised his eyebrow and moved back against the couch. The criticism radiated, you hugged your torso.

"I can't believe you, Stuart! We're over!" She stood up getting in his face. He looked confused, "What?".

"God, you moron.. I'm bisexual! Madonna is a icon for the gays." She sighed. Randy looked at you, "I told you so! I knew it was weird she liked Madonna so much!".

"Randy shut up!" You and Tatum fussed in unison. Tatum looked at you sweetly, she grabbed your hand leading you out the house. You panicked looking back at Randy. He shrugged, she went out into the chilly night air.

"You should've told me sooner.."

You blankly stared at her, "Hello? Earth to Y/N!" She laughed. You smiled, "Sorry I just... You didn't have to break up with Stu.." you mumbled. She smirked, "He sucks anyways.".

She looked into your eyes, she leaned closer kissing you. Your heart melted, "WOOHOO!" Randy cheered. You rolled your eyes at him and cupped her face. She grinned, "are you gonna ask me on a proper date?". You blinked and then jerked your hand away.

"Oh! Yeah, do you wanna get dinner?.." you asked softly. She smiled, "Sure. And then we're going to the zoo." She added. You smiled, "Of course.".

She smiled and kissed you again, you melted into her touch. Her lipgloss, the lipgloss, tasted like warm vanilla cake. You pressed against her more holding her waist. When she separated from the kiss she giggled slightly.

"My lip gloss got on your lips.." she tried to take it off your lips. You grinned, "It's alright..".

[smartycvnt]

Situationship hcs with Tatum Riley please?

Tatum likes keeping you as her little secret

The two of you are neighbors, so it is super easy to sneak around together

Tatum knows that she isn't straight, but she doesn't really want to think about what that means (because maybe she just likes you)

She loves teasing you around school, where nobody has a clue what she's doing

Tatum definitely gets jealous when she hears anybody else talk about you being hot, but she can't really do anything about that.

[madwomansapologist]

Would you be okay writing some sfw and nsfw headcanons for Tatum Riley, please?

dating tatum riley would include

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synopsis: Everyone that knows Tatum understand that with her boredom don't exist. That's what they expect from her. But you... You have her whole.

warnings: the final part is nsfw.

note: thank you for your request! i love tatum, she was fun to write for. and let's be honest we all couldn't look away from her boobs during the movie, right? right...?

• If you had to describe Tatum, the first word to come out of your mouth would be "eletric". She's always moving. Walking, dancing, jumping. Tatum is like that. She's the girl that know what to say. She always does.

• When you need someone to talk to, you search for Tatum. That's how your relationship works. You both search for each other. Either going throught good or bad times, you both look for one another.

• Tatum is a good listener. Somehow she always know what to say. Either is complimenting you, joke about something that you told her, calm you down when you're overthinking or wake you to what's really happening. You can always count on what she have to say.

• You already have your own seat during her cheerleader rehearsals. The one with the best view for her. You know the coreo, the chanting, and even on rehearsals you have a poster with her name written. She's a cheerleader, but that does not mean you can't try to cheer her up.

• If someone try to mess with you, Tatum don't even think before protecting you. She's popular, people like her for a reason, but that does not mean she will let you be mistreaten. Tatum is like a rose: the ones she love get her petals, the ones she don't...

• Fight with Tatum never feel like something horrible. Even when you're both mad at one another. Tatum believes that this is how everyone should behave: you fight, you make up. What's the point of fighting and not resolving the issue?

• PDA happens. A lot. All the time. Everyday. Always. Forever. And evermore. Did I make it clear?

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• Sex with Tatum is always about teasing. About who breaks first. Either it is about a lingering touch on public, a choice of clothes that has only a reason to be made, a hint of something more. You both know what's happening, what the other want, it's just part of the fun to pretend to not.

• Sex before the school games, when she should be getting ready to perform, is almost a tradition. People are looking for her, affraid that someone might have to replace Tatum, when you're both hidden on a bathroom. You eating her out, Tatum doing the best to not make a noise.

• Tatum always says she was rehearsing. That's why she's sweating and breathing so much. Of course.

• She always know when you're looking at her boobs. Is like a spider-sense. If you're around other people, she might get in positions where you can see it better. Maybe touch them when no one is looking. But there is a thing she loves to do. Let's say you're both with some friends and for any reason they are paying attention to something else. She'll flash them to you. Be prepare.

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[letssimptogether]

I loved the headcanons you did for the bratty anon.

Now hear me out-

Billy, Stu and their gang (except everyone's single) playing never have I ever with shots and finding out "innocent", goofy reader (whom they kinda like) is a bit of a freak (including brat with a corruption, degradation AND praise kink), and as a result of this info being spilled they find out reader is a VERY flirty, giggly, and cuddly drunk. Also, if later everyone but the boys leave and they end up drunkenly confessing that they're the murderers to reader and reader is like "I dont give a shit. just fucking snuggle me or I'll throw a hissy fit."

Reader very obviously has priorities.

This can be as smutty and fluffy as you damn well please.

GN/F reader again-

Thank you.

pls i’d love to write the scream friend group x reader whether it’s romantic or platonic omG😩🤌🏻🤌🏻