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freemansgirl · 9 months

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idk if ur requests are open but i just thought of something…birthday sex with Amber but it’s the reader’s bday🫣

OH MY GOD OFC YES??? i been thinking abt bday sex amber fic FOREVER cause my bday will come up soon!! ur truly a godsend <33 bless ur heart for this

nasty (birthday sex fic <3)

pairing: amber freeman x fem reader

words: 2.1k

warnings: teasing amber, amber grabs ur ass, oral sex, top! dom!amber, reader gets her boobs sucked, g!p! amber (amber has a dick, if u don’t like it, just scroll), begging, praise, degradation, cunnalingus

today was a very special day for you, it was your birthday. it was spent in a way that you couldn’t even imagine your birthday being spent. after coming back from a lovely date with your girlfriend amber, she had thrown a surprise birthday party for you, inviting your mutual friends. the birthday party was so fun and had so many memories you knew you could cherish in a couple of years. the fact that everyone showed up, sung you happy birthday, gave you hugs, gifts, and wishes, and danced with you was making you feel emotional and happy.

you started to take the knife when you saw that your (favorite cake flavor) cake was already put on the table for you, but you were stopped by footsteps approaching from behind you and a firm touch on the left side of your hips. this threw a look of confusion on your face for a split second but you knew that touchy feeling approach anywhere, causing you to let out a loving sigh. “came to come join me for a slice of cake, i see?” you questioned amber playfully, looking to see the girl you loved. amber was assisting you in slicing the cake when she lightly ran her pale hands over yours when the knife touched the portion you desired. she finished helping you cutting the slice that you want, before speaking to you again.

“yes, but not the cake that you’re thinking about.” she seductively whispered in your ear so only the two of you could hear it while her free hand was sneaking its way down to your ass. you let out the smallest, cutest gasp while a flustered expression crept its way right onto your face at the sex joke amber had made towards you. she had produced a ton of sex jokes tonight just to make you laugh and tease you, but she most definitely meant those "jokes" as well. the whole night she couldn’t stop checking you out in the birthday dress you decided to wear tonight, you were just so damn attractive to her and she was so lucky to even have someone like you. the way your dress fitted your curves so nicely, it was like it was meant for you. the fact that she bought the dress made it even better because she’s making you look so good, so good that it was so hard for her to keep her eyes off of you. the perfume that she bought you had her in a trance too, each whiff that she got of you drew her into your aroma more.

the black pantyhose that you were wearing right underneath your dress was so attractive to her. then, the sexy slit in your lacy dress showing off just how beautiful your thighs are. the bust showing off how nice your breasts are sitting in the dress, it was drawing so much attention to how amazing they looked. lastly, your ass just looked so great and that just was getting her so weak in the knees like damn, she couldn’t even believe the sight that she was looking at. her dark brown eyes were scanning over you from across the room the whole time you had to get up to go walk or when you went to speak with one of your mutual friends.

when she had you sit on her lap in the circle around the couch of the living room with your friend group, she could feel herself getting hard underneath her dress. everytime she stared at you, her eyes were looking you down from head to toe, they were growing with lust and hunger. there were so many instances that she whispered sweet nothings in your ear, while drawing circles on your thighs, absolutely no shame. she loved seeing your cute expressions and gasps, it was making her more turned on by the second. she found it really hard to focus on the conversation with the friend group or whenever you spoke to her because her head was clouded with so much sexual thoughts.

you could feel just how horny she was because of the amount of sex “jokes” she made, the constant whispering in your ear when you were by yourself, her stares, and her touches (esp when she would press her dick from behind you). honestly, you could feel yourself getting in the mood and you felt like your body had something to say to her. the way your panties were soaking from all the sexual feelings you were experiencing made you want to say something, and at this point, you just needed some one-on-one time with her. you were ready for everyone to go home so you guys can just have sex, just like she was so ready to get you out of the dress.

you turned to your girlfriend, staring into her eyes with the most neediest yet horniest eyes because you are tired of waiting on the sex and you know she was too. you didn’t even have to say anything to her, your look was already enough. “what do you want, baby?” she said, caressing your chin looking at you, clearly playing dumb because she knows that you want her. “can we just get to it, baby? enough with the sex jokes, i want you. can you get everyone to bounce?” you replied, looking at all of your friends laughing and having a really good time then back to amber.

“you don’t have to even ask, babe. i’ll meet you upstairs in my room for tonight’s final present. throw on something cute.” she smiled, pulling your chin closer to her so she can land a soft, gentle kiss on your cheek. after that, the two of you parted ways for a couple of minutes. you begin to go upstairs to open the door to amber’s room, there was a bunch of pretty red rose petals spread out on the bed and candle lights filling up the room. the scent of lavender flowing freely, setting that romantic, sexy mood. an adorable yet sexy lace, satin pajama set in your favorite color was waiting for you on the bed.

amber is such a wonderful girlfriend, she got you a birthday dress, perfume, your birthstone ring, now this? oh, she is truly the best. you begin to strip out of everything that you were currently wearing to put on the satin pajama set she gave you. at the sound of the door creaking, you could see the black haired girl standing at the doorframe making her way right over to you. “you look perfect, just how i imagined you to be in this set.”

“thank you, amber. couldn’t have looked perfect without you.” you speak as you smiled so happily at the words, appreciating the compliments she threw out. you realizing that it was the two of you, no one else could ruin the moment. you wrapped your arms around her neck, bringing her into a kiss while her body pushed you right into the bed covers, the soft, comfortable sheets taking you in.

she started to leave small, sweet kisses right above your collarbone then pulled your top right above your head; revealing your bare breasts right on display. “you have the most perfect set of breasts ever. you’re amazing, gorgeous.” she praised, before her tongue started to leave swirls around your nipples. she began to suck on them gentle but also roughly, loving all of the cute noises you made for her while she rubbed her hands on your body. amber pulled back off of your nipples to quickly take off her dress, so now it was just her bra and her boxers. she approached you to slip off your shorts and underwear, both clothing items hitting the carpet on the ground of the room. amber carefully started to remove her boxers, exposing her hard dick.

she started to rub the tip of her dick up and down your slick, wet folds of your vagina, causing her skin to feel moist from the texture of your lips. when she realized how wet you are, she had the biggest smirk on her face as she began to laugh. she loved when she saw you this wet because it made her feel like you knew you belonged to her. “i haven’t even fucked you yet, and you’re already this wet? i always knew you were a slut for my dick, but not THIS much of one….” she snickered, before gesturing her tip right into your hole causing your gasp sound like a moan slightly, pushing her back slightly which causing her to stop to look at you. there was an irritated look on her face, while she grabbed both of your wrists above your head so you can’t touch her.

“stop whining, you wanted this. you’re the one who wanted me to kick our friends out because your whore ass wanted birthday dick.” amber reprimanded you while firmly grasping your wrist with one hand and tightening her hold on the right side of your waist with the other. the tight grip she had on you could make you wake up the next day with a bruise from tonight. “so if you don’t want birthday sex, fine, it’s your loss. if you do… then beg for it, before i change my mind.” your girlfriend's hold on your wrist has grown even tighter as her dark smile and sly eye twinkle with mischief.

“i’m sorry, please, please, please! fuck me, baby!” you start pleading with her, hoping that she will just fuck you and end the conversation. it’s not fair of her to be such a tease towards you from the restaurant date to the party just for you to not get dicked down. she was definitely getting off to this, pleased with what you were saying to her. when she stuck her dick right inside of your vagina, the beginning thrust was slow and very sensual when she put it inside of you. the two of you let out some groans from this. your bodies were definitely touching now, her figure was hovering right over yours as she stared at you with a lot of sexual excitement. as each of you made noises as amber moved in and out with her thrusts, she began to take her sweet time with you.

the feeling of amber’s touches felt incredibly amazing as her pink lips started to leave little trails of kisses all over your body, from your collarbone to your breasts. she started to shower you in compliments because she loved seeing how well you were starting to take her. “you look so pretty, taking my dick so nicely like my good girl instead of a whore.” she breathed out, grabbing your hips onto her dick, each thrust feeling like a slam. you start to moan a lot from the pleasure that she was giving you, everything was just perfect. “faster, baby… please.” you let out a shaky pant, wanting your girlfriend to go even faster than the speed she was already going at. the black haired girl stopped kisses all of your body to just look at you so she can speak. “your wish is my command, birthday girl.” she smiled at you, now her dick started to move even faster inside of you, the speed was now starting to stimulate you.

“now, tell me, before i pull out to let you cum, remind me who’s my beautiful birthday girl?” she instructed, her hand now taking her hands off of your wrists, allowing you to touch her now. you take both of your hands and place them side by side on her face, about to speak to her. “me, all yours, always yours!” you exclaim, your moans getting louder and louder which leads amber to pull out so you can start to release from the orgasm. amber is also pretty close her own self, cumming right on your pussy, adding to the orgasm you just had.

now, she began to lean down to your vagina that had cum decorated all over it. she took both of your legs and spread then wide open, her head getting buried inside of the your legs. as she grabbed your trembling legs from the orgasm you just had, she began to eat you out. the flavor of both of your cum combined got her going. “you taste so sweet, baby…. i could you eat you out all night like this.”

you were moaning so much from all of the constant licks against your clit. you ran a hand in her hair, soothing her and pulling her into your pussy some more. then, amber realized that everything was gone and you seemed pretty clean. she pulled away, satisfied with everything that just happened, she enjoyed you and the sex (ofc). the sex was so good that she would treat you to aftercare soon, but right now, she just wanted to lay with her favorite birthday girl in the world.

she pulled you into her chest, wrapping her arms right around you, her left hand rubbing over your hand soothingly.

“happy birthday, princess. eating you out was the sweetest thing i had tonight.”

#HAPPY BIRTHDAY AYANNA <333 #usually don’t do requests bc i get nervous w the idea of them but this was too fun to ignore soooo #amber freeman #amber freeman x reader #amber freeman smut #scream #scream 5 #scream x you

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lesbianpepsi · 10 months

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your face is a like a melody, it won't leave my head

pairing: jock!amber freeman x volleyball player!fem!reader

summary: amber can't stop obsessing over a certain volleyball player

words: 2.379k

warnings: amber being a stab enthusiast, swearing, bad writing

authors note: my biggest red flag is giving all my fics long ass lana del rey lyrics as titles 😕🚩

Woodsboro High was like any other basic American high school. It had its popular kids, nerds, and of course the jocks. But one thing that separated Woodsboro from all the other schools was the jocks, more specifically the star jock player; Amber Freeman.

Not a sleazy guy named Jason Jackson but a girl named Amber Freeman.

She was absolutely notorious for her massive parties, how good she was at football and how stupidly attractive and athletic she was.

Everyone was fawning over her good looks and obnoxious attitude; well almost everyone.

You were the star of the volleyball team, the one who worked the hardest to gain the title of captain and went to every single practice to come out of it sweating like a pig.

You were the one in five hundred who did not like Amber Freeman.

Her cocky behaviour and rude attitude to students and some teachers who didn't deserve it made you go red with rage.

The feeling was heavily reciprocated as Amber made it very clear she did not like you.

"Accidentally" kicking her ball in your direction at lunch every time, snarky comments whenever she saw you and mistakenly using your locker to keep her things when she needed to change into her football gear.

It was anything but fun to deal with.

After a particularly rough practice session after school, you had to stay behind to clean everything up while your teammates headed towards the changing room to get their stuff and leave. Your oh so lovely coach didn't bother to help either, she simply threw the keys to lock the gymnasium at you and told you to lock up.

With a tired sigh you began rounding up all the volleyballs into a large black bag, throwing one in after the other. As you were about halfway done the doors opened, you sighed in relief as you hoped it was maybe your best friend Rosa had decided to help you clear up.

Grabbing a ball you turned to look at the doors, smiling widely before it quickly faded away when your eyes landed on who it was.

Amber Freeman stood there with a smug smile as she headed towards your direction, she was wearing her own jersey which told you she had just finished her own practice.

The jersey was the school's colours navy and yellow with the mascot being a panther, the front of Amber's jersey showing her signature number '96'.

The colour scheme was the same as your volleyball outfit; your long sleeved navy shirt with some stripes of yellow on it accompanied with short navy shorts that matched Amber's navy jersey and tight yellow slotted waist pants.

"What are you doing here, Freeman?" You grumbled as you stuffed a ball more roughly than necessary into the large bag.

Amber chuckled as she stood in front of you. "Coach didn't like my apparent 'arrogant' behaviour in practice so she said I gotta help the volleyball team clear up." She explained with a light rasp to her tone, something that you couldn't help but find hot annoying.

You scoffed as you picked up another ball off of the ground, dropping it into the half full bag. "Amber Freeman being arrogant, how shocking." You retorted, your tone dripping with sarcasm as you glanced at Amber.

The dark haired girl still had that smug grin that you wanted to desperately wipe off of her face. "Someone's grumpy, are you annoyed that you and your girl broke up?"

Your jaw clenched as you averted her gaze, focusing your attention back on the balls on the floor, much more aggressively than necessary shoving them into the bag.

"Fuck off, Amber. That's none of your business." Amber let out a laugh as she snatched the bag from your grip, opening it wider as she smiled at you.

Sceptical, you glared at her before you picked up three balls off the floor and dropped them in, the entire process being much faster with Amber holding the bag.

After a small period of silence much to your displeasure Amber broke it.

"Is it true you broke up with Neve 'cause she said she wanted to fuck me?"

You froze as your grip on the final ball tightened as you glared at her. You honestly thought she couldn't be any more of a bitch but here she was, in all her glory being a massive bitch.

"If Neve wants to make the mistake of fucking you then that's her and yours business, not mine." You replied, rubbing your thumb against the ball. "Well don't you worry baby cakes, I wouldn't sleep with her anyway." Amber asserted with a smirk, giving you a wink as she did so.

Your ears burned at her weirdly cute stupid nickname, your grip tightening even further.

Before even thinking you threw the ball weakly at Amber's face, resulting with her letting out a pained whine as the ball swiftly dropped into the bag. You grinned - mostly satisfied at the fact the ball dropped back into the bag- as you retrieved the full bag from her clutches.

"Whoops." You apologised as you tightened the top of the bag with the string, throwing it over your shoulder.

Amber rolled her eyes at your fake apology as she frowned like a hurt child, rubbing at her forehead where the ball hit.

"You're not funny." She grumbled out, moving her arms to cross them over her chest.

You narrowed your eyes at her with a smirk of your own. "I might not be funny but at least I'm not a reddit user."

Amber eyes widened in shock for a split second at your words, that only made your smirk grow even larger. She tilted her head to the side soon after, acting confused but you knew the truth.

"What are you even talking about?" She questioned. You stifled a laugh at fake confusion, you were positive Amber Freeman would not make a good actress.

"Does stumachersknife69 ring any bells, Freeman?" The jock averted your piercing eyes with a cough, finding a new interest on the floor. "I don't know what you're talking about." She mumbled.

You snorted a laugh as you nodded your head. "Sure you don't. Maybe I'll just have to ask Tara." You quipped making your voice sound more flirty at the end knowing how Amber would react to it.

Everyone in Woodsboro knew not to try to play any games with Tara Carpenter, Amber Freemans best friend. The football player was very protective over the smaller girl.

Amber's dark eyes glanced back at yours instantly at yours words, a glare on her face as she straightened her posture.

"The fucks that's supposed to mean?" She asked in an accusative manner. You shrugged your shoulders innocently as you smiled at her. "Well, you did say I was grumpy, so maybe I should start dating again. Tara's quite pretty, beautiful even and so sweet. What's not to like?"

"Like hell I'd let you go on a date with Tara." Amber said gruffly, her jaw clenching as your fake smile widened even further, knowing it would rile her up even more.

With a dry laugh you asked her: "Are you her personal guard dog or something?" your smiling becoming real at how annoyed Amber got.

"No, I just don't want her hanging out with douchebags like yourself." She cursed back. You watched her carefully as she took a step closer to you, glaring at you the entire time.

"How am I a douchebag? I've literally had like three girlfriends in my entire life and actually treated them with respect unlike you." You retorted with cockiness that faded once you noticed how lame what you just said sounded.

Thankfully Amber paid no mind to the fact you only had three girlfriends as her anger fizzled over. "Excuse fucking me? Are you saying I don't respect the people I go out with or something?"

You snorted a laugh as you stared at her in disbelief. Amber was the literal biggest player in the school, of course she barely cared about the girls she slept with. "You fuck 'em and leave 'em on the very same day without warning, that's kinda of a douchebag thing to do."

The jock stool another step closer until the point she was in your personal space, breathing heavily as she gazed into your eyes. "Oh shut the fuck up." She growled, the air around you suddenly starting to feel much warmer.

You didn’t wait a second to think of a reply before two words appeared on the tip of your tongue, escaping before you could do anything about it.

“Make me." You challenged with a smirk.

Amber opened her mouth to say something but faltered at the last second, shutting her mouth. The dark haired girl cocked her head to the side with raised eyebrows. “What did you just say?” She asked you in a low voice.

Your eyes flickered down to her pink lips before back to her dark eyes, licking at your own lips.

“I said make me.”

The football player didn't waste another second before her lips were on yours, capturing your lips eagerly as one of her hands moved to the back of your neck, pulling you even closer.

The bag full of volleyball balls had dropped from your shoulder to the ground, the impact making it reopen as all of the balls escaped with a roll.

Amber nor you paid any attention to it.

Your own arms wrapped around her waist as you pulled her even impossibly closer as you kissed her back just as fiercely.

The dark haired girl faintly tasted like raspberry apple, a taste you had never found so addictive and delicious until now.

Your heart beating faster than it had all of practice at the feeling of Amber Freeman’s soft lips on your own. Shutting your eyes it was as if you’d gotten much more sensitive, the feeling of the butterflies in your stomach intensifying.

Amber’s tongue professionally slided along your bottom lip as she begged for entrance. You whined pathetically loud at the feeling as you quickly went to complied to her request, soon after

Amber greedily shoved her tongue inside your mouth.

Your hands gripped at her jersey; your knees started to feel weak as her tongue explored your mouth.

The jock’s other hand held your waist with firmity, her thumb gently moving up and down your waist.

You couldn't bring yourself to pull away from Amber’s addictive soft lips, no matter how much your lungs begged you for oxygen.

Unluckily you didn't get much of a choice when you’d pull away when you heard a booming voice.

“Yo! Freeman where you at?”

You recognised the voice as Chad Meeks Martin’s voice, the second most popular footballer player at Woodsboro.

Amber hurriedly pulled away from you, breathing heavily as she still held you. It took you a moment or two to open your eyes, your breathing as erratic as Amber’s.

It definitely didn't calm down when the first thing you saw was Amber’s flushed cheeks and swollen lips, her signature smirk toying at her lips.

Your eyes locked with hers as you loosened your grip on her jersey, swallowing dryly.

You could feel the jock’s fingers playing with your hair as she leaned closer, her mouth hovering over your ear.

“I'll see you tomorrow, Y/n.” Amber whispered out in a sultry tone, kissing your cheek as she pulled away.

Before you could argue Amber's hands dropped from your body as she left without another glance, leaving you alone feeling flustered and as much of a mess you had at the end of practice.

It took you five minutes before you could move, silently repeating your previous actions as you kept the volleyball balls into the black bag. The warmth on your cheeks never leaves.

Once you actually kept everything you headed towards the locker room that was empty. You didn't bother taking a shower and as you decided taking one at home would be easier.

Throwing your backpack over your shoulder you locked the gymnasium before you kept the keys in Mrs Smith and Miss Myers small office near the gymnasium.

As you opened the door you saw Miss Myers inside writing away on her notepad, she jumped at the sudden entrance before she turned to give you a sweet smile.

“Y/n, great to see you, how was your practice?” She asked you in a honey sweet voice, very different to the deafening yells she’d give the football team when they played a game or were practising.

Without a doubt she was the scariest teacher at the school.

You grinned back at her as you nodded your head weakly. “Knackering, one of the hardest we’ve had in a while.”

She barked out a laugh as she threw her notebook to the side. “I can see you're still quite flushed.

That was more Amber's fault than Coach Smith but you didn't dare tell her that. Instead you laughed before you gave her the keys.

“Smiths made you lock up again?” You nodded your head, rolling your eyes as you grinned. “Captain duties apparently.”

She gave you a sly smirk as she took the keys from you, hanging them next to the dozen other keys they had.

“You're as dedicated as my quarterback.” Miss Myers complimented. You tilted your head to the side as you played with the strap of your backpack. “Freeman? I thought she was a hassle in today's practice?”

She laughed as she waved at you dismissively. “Amber is never a hassle in practice, that girl always tries her best and it shows.”

You blinked at her confused; Amber's earlier words replaying in your mind of her saying she had to come and help you clean up.

Had Amber lied to you to just see you?

Shaking your head weakly you smiled at Miss Myers one last time as you took a step back. “I'll see you tomorrow, Miss.”

“See you, Y/n, get home safely.” She replied with a wave of her hand, you waved back before you turned on your heel, exiting the building.

Amber Freeman’s irresistible smirk all you could think of as you headed back home.

#amber freeman x reader #amber freeman x fem reader #amber freeman x y/n #amber freeman x you #amber freeman #jock!amber freeman #my fanfic stuff #fluff #fic request #mikey madison #mikey madison x reader

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orykorioart · 6 months

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Little animated doodle practice thingy with chibi Amber :-)

Btw, if folks wanna swing by and drop a little request/suggestion for a simple animated doodle like this (of any character/fandom ive drawn for before) - I wanna try doing some more! No guarantees but I will try to do whichever I think I can :3c (If I cant do an animated doodle I will probably still do a regular sketch)

#taz #the adventure zone #taz ethersea #the adventure zone ethersea #amber gris #Really simplified her design (no tattoos sorry) bc keeping consistency for that would be too much for something simple #Do be warned though that depending on how my schedule is requests could take from a couple days/a week up to months lol 🥲#WOW THE QUALITY IS VERY CRUNCHY THRU TUMBLR HUH

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shurisluv · 1 year

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can you write amber x reader plsssss

sure! you didn’t ask for a specific theme but i hope you like this!

I know you’re mad but kiss me in the rain.

fluff and angst.

amber freeman x reader

Amber has been mad at you all week for you ghosting her without an explanation. Well, that was a little exaggeration. You left her on read for most of the day and then disappeared off to god knows where the next morning.

The reason you have been ghosting her is that you needed time for yourself. You had to admit, she was clingy. It wasn’t so much the fact that she would beg every five seconds for cuddles as it was the constant ‘are you coming back or what’s wrong?’ from her. The last thing you wanted to do was to make things worse and upset Amber further than they already were.

It was a Friday morning when you texted her if you could come over. She left you on seen, meaning that she was still mad at you. Of course, Amber never got mad. She was always too forgiving and understanding about everything. This just made you feel even more guilty, because now she was thinking that you had abandoned her again.

You looked at the window and saw rain pouring down outside. Not exactly ideal weather. The forecast called for sunny skies and warm weather throughout the week, but there was a chance that some of these conditions would be canceled out due to the heavy rainfall. You knew that you probably wouldn’t get to spend much time with her, considering how bad your luck had been lately.

Tears started flowing down your cheeks as you sat on the bed. This wasn’t fair, this wasn’t right. All Amber ever did was love you unconditionally. Sure, she might have been a bit overly dramatic, but in any other situation it wouldn’t matter.

You just needed space and you might’ve took it for too long. Now that you finally had enough space, you regretted leaving Amber behind. She deserved better.

You needed to apologize.

So you got dressed and headed out to your car. The rain continued pouring down relentlessly. Your windshield wipers weren’t doing much good here. You drove to Amber’s house in record time, knowing that you may not have another opportunity like this.

The tears were still flowing down your face as you got out of the car. The sky had begun to turn dark grey, which indicated that it wasn’t going to stop raining. You ran up to the door to Amber’s house. You pounded on the door as loudly as possible. There was no answer. You knocked again and tried to open the door.

“Amber please open the door…” you whined, hoping for some sort of response. You heard shuffling inside. “Please let me in… please I need to talk to you…” You waited for a moment but none came.

You slumped down on the porch with your head in your hands. How pathetic could you possibly look right now? Amber was going to hate you. She hated when people broke promises especially ones that you made. You had broken her heart after all.

You cried harder as you heard thunder rumbling in the distance. Rain started pelting down harder, soaking you through to your skin. It felt cold, colder than you expected it to, but you didn’t mind. You deserved this. You deserved to freeze to death while being soaked to the bone by the rain. But you didn’t want to die, not yet anyway. What you really needed was someone who loved you to hold you and tell you that it would be okay. And you didn’t think that someone could be Amber.

She was too forgiving and understanding and kind. She was far too accepting to understand that you couldn’t love her like she loved you.

With all of those thoughts swirling in your head you couldn’t keep your eyes open anymore. Everything was starting to blur. A small noise pulled you from your slumber.

Was that...?

Your eyes opened as the door unlocked and swung open. Standing in front of you was Amber. She wore only pajama pants and her hair was mussed. Her expression turned into one of surprise when she saw the state you were in. Then confusion washed over her features and she knelt in front of you to help you stand.

“What are you doing out here? Are you alright? Did something happen?”

You got up off of the ground and hugged her tightly. “I’m just really sorry for ghosting you all the time…” Tears spilled down your cheeks and onto Amber’s shoulder.

Amber sighed. “It’s fine. Really. I know it isn’t your fault. I mean, I’m not mad anymore...but I guess I don’t know why you kept doing it.”

“You were too clingy and I just wanted some space.” Your voice cracked as you said that. You pulled away from the embrace to try to wipe the tears off of your cheeks and face. But they just kept streaming down, so you just gave up trying and allowed them to keep falling. They were wetter now though.

“Baby, you should’ve told me…I would have understood.” Amber wrapped her arms around you and held you close, stroking your head gently.

“So you forgive me?” You asked, sounding hopeful.

“Of course. Why shouldn’t I?” She kissed the top of your head and then pulled away slightly to meet your eye contact. You smiled sadly then nodded, allowing tears to fall once again from your eyes.

She leaned in for a kiss and you reciprocated. It was perfect. Perfect for the first time since the breakup, at least. Amber held you until your breathing became easier and steadier. As she broke the kiss, your eyes fluttered shut and you leaned your forehead against hers. Both of you laughed softly as you regained composure.

She suddenly grabbed your arm and pulled you guys in the rain together. The water immediately soaked both of your clothes and hair, but neither of you cared. You stayed out in the rain with her, holding each other under the rain, feeling happy and safe and secure in each others embrace.

You didn’t want anything else.

this is my first fanfic I ever wrote on here! feedback would be appreciated!

#amber freeman x y/n #amber freeman #amber freeman x reader #amber #amber freeman x you #amber freeman x tara carpenter #tamber #request #angst #fluff #rain #scream #scream vi

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screamdream3828 · 1 year

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Hi! Would you mind doing Sam Carpenter x older Amber Freeman sister?

Like R went throught hell like the others in Scream 5, but after all of it, she didn't want to talk with any of them and decided to go on her own to New York? R doesnt really know that Core Four is there, and she basically can meet Tara and Sam and obviously GhostFace in the shop scene, where they together are fighting for their life!

Sam and R could start they bonding, aswell R with other friends cause they were really closer together in Woodsboro.

Reader confess her feelings to Sam, saying that she really understand if she didnt want even have contact with Amber's sister who wanted to kill Sam and Tara. A pure angst hahaha

And then maybe the scene with GF 'killing' Quinn and they all try to fight for their life with ladder scene, R is cut pretty bad in her stomach and thight. Except R goes last, after Anika(she survives!) and Sam just loosing her mind watching as GF is shaking the ladder.

Finally they all made it and some of them pass out bc of blood lost and exhaustion.

Finally Reader wakes up in hospital bed, scared and aware that GhostFace will kill her and Sam, but Sam is next to her, reassuring her and they finally confess to each other!

If you want, at the end could be a party in their dorm, which Sam ask R to live with them! And maybe light smut?

So basically much much angst but with big, happy ending!

Thank you 🥰

I hope you enjoy! Very fun dynamics and character here

Warnings - violence

You knew things were going too well. You and Amber had moved with your parents to a new house, a new start they promised and at the time - you were foolish enough to believe them.

When the ghostface killings begun, all you were worried about was Amber. Most of her friends were targeted, with some even being killed.

You tried to keep her in sight, but she was always out. With most her friends in danger, you understood why she was worried and wanted to stay close.

Or at least you thought you did until she pulls out a gun and blasts a bullet into Liv’s skull.

You see something in her eyes that scares you. It isn’t your sister, this demon. But maybe the scariest thing is that it is your sister. Maybe you never really knew Amber at all.

The whole night feels a blur, and you don’t watch as Tara blasts a bullet into the charred remains of what was Amber’s face.

After everything happens, you need a clean break and completely cut off all family and friends from woodsborough.

You move around a bit. Ohio. Texas. Never really settling anywhere for more than a few weeks.

Every time you close your eyes, all you see is Amber grinning at you - brandishing a gun. Or laying on the floor, burnt and disfigured.

The nightmares are the worst part. Sleep offers no reprieve and all your mind seems to play is a recollection of the events.

Not enough booze or drugs can stop the memories and that’s why you stay on the road, constantly busy - distracted.

Eventually you settle in New York. The lifestyle is exactly what you need, busy and chaotic. You spend countless hours trailing the subway, thinking about anything but your little sister.

You even rent a shitty apartment. One bedroom, barely the size of a cupboard. Life isn’t great. Far from it.

But you don’t see Amber every time you shut your eyes, so it’s progress - you figure.

It’s a regular day, and you stroll lazily down the street contemplating what junk food will be your dinner for tonight.

A small bodega catches your eye and you begin to scan through the contents on the shelves.

Then a blur rushes through the store, screaming for help. Your instincts kick in, and you head to the front counter.

Y/N?”

Even in spite of the situation, Sam Carpenter never fails to make you breathless.

“Sam” you whisper back, staring at her.

Back in Woodsborough, she was the closest thing to a best friend you had. You both bonded through being the protective older sister, and admittedly you always harboured a crush.

But you can’t lose yourself in nostalgia because a familiar figure waltzes through the door. You’ve seen the ghost face masks on tv, in the news. There isn’t anything like seeing it in person, and you swallow hard.

“Quick” Tara drags both of your arms, reaching for the keys for the back door.

You aren’t quick enough, and are crawling through the aisles as the masked killer stalks you - shotgun in hand.

This feels different, more ruthless in a way you haven’t experienced before. Sam creates a diversion, throwing a can - and the three of you bolt for the door in a panic.

You’re safe. For now.

The talk afterwards is uncomfortable. You trail after the sisters, back to their apartment at Sam’s insistence.

Whilst Tara regroups with her friends, Sam pulls you aside - tugging you by the arm into her bedroom.

“It’s been so long” she pulls you into a tight hug and you resist the urge to comment on how it’s only been a year. It feels longer though. A life time.

You sit down on the bed, and talk. Spill your guts to each other in an openly vulnerable way you never allow yourself to be with anyone.

She holds your hand and looks at you with such a tender expression that you’re reminded how close you came to death again. Both of you.

Midway through her rant about how terrible the situation is, you throw caution to the wind and cup her jaw - roughly connecting your lips.

She kisses you back. Admits she’s always wanted to do that, and the pair of you move forward with a tentative promise to explore whatever you have - after the Ghostface mess is cleared up.

It isn’t all perfect. You sob until your eyes burn red. Lamenting on why someone would want the sister of a serial killer.

Sam doesn’t have all the words to make it feel better. She holds you close, head to her chest as you’re reminded that she is alive by the steady thrum of her heart.

You’re not naive enough to assume things are over. Whoever wants you all, is relentless. Sam is adamant everyone stays at her apartment, and you’re quick enough to agree.

You don’t expect the attack though, and watch in horror as the lifeless body of her roommate Quinn is thrown at you.

The killer lashes out, knife swinging at you and Mindy. It wasn’t the first time you had been stabbed, Richie had got a few slashes in last year.

But a particularly nasty clash leaves you gasping for breath, gripping your stomach that hangs painfully open: blood spilling onto the carpet as you groan.

Sam drags you away with wide eyes, applying pressure as she and Mindy barricade you all inside the bedroom alongside Anika.

Her neighbour Danny calls out to you all, and next minute you look - he dangles a ladder across the buildings.

”Really?” You moan, but no one else has any better ideas. Sam is at your side in an instant, ready to lift you into the ladder but you shake her head and reason that it makes more sense for her to go first.

She’s hesitant but obeys, and Mindy follows after. The banging gets louder as the killer slams at the door, and you hurry Anika over to the window.

You ignore Sam’s screams for you, begging to come across. Your name cracks as she calls for you, and it’s near impossible to ignore as you help Anika up onto the ladder.

She crawls across just as the door gives way - and you scramble up quickly.

Sam is sobbing, incoherent in a way you rarely see her. She begs you to cross, to get to her. And you feel tears of your own start to appear as you try to make it across.

Mindy screams loud, urging you across - and you don’t understand what is happening until you feel the ladder start to shake

You somehow manage to drag yourself to the end, into Sam’s arms as she bundles you against her chest with loud racking gasps.

Your stomach aches, blood dripping all across the ladder as she rocks you tight.

“I got you” she promises, and you smile at her face. The world around you feels hazy, and you begin to shut your eyes.

You lost too much blood, and everything hurts. Sam is safe. Everyone else is safe. For now.

You let yourself rest, ignoring Sam’s frantic calls of your name as your eyes flicker shut - muscles settling into a deep sleep.

When you finally manage to pry your eyes open later, the fear is still there.

You’re at the hospital, you can see that. But even that’s not enough to reassure you of your safety, as you remember Tara being attacked similar only a year ago.

You panic, thrashing around in the bed until a hand cups your cheek and directs your eyes. You blink up at Sam, eyes full of worry and blood smeared across her cheeks.

”Hey” she murmurs, pressing the back of her knuckles to your cheek carefully. Her hand shakes, and you reach for it with your own.

”What happened?” You ask, wincing as you fail to sit up.

She moves instantly, tucking you back into the bed with a frown.

“Don’t move baby” she instructs, tucking the sheets around you as if you were a child. “Do you remember what happened?” She asks patiently, waiting as you think.

You nod, feeling your heart race at the sensation of crawling on the ladder - it shaking roughly. She squeezes your hand to ground you, remind you everything is okay.

“You’re okay” she repeats, sitting on the edge of the bed and kissing your temple. “I’m never going to let anyone hurt you again”

It’s a promise that you both know she has no way for certain of keeping but you trust the sincerity in her voice as she brushes a stray lock of hair from your eyes, tucking it behind your ear.

“I almost lost you” she whispers, voice low. “But you didn’t” you reply back, intertwining your fingers as you reassure her that you’re okay.

She nods and swallows hard. Never was she so open and unguarded.

”I love you Y/N. And I won’t lose you from my life again”

Its a vow. A promise. And you smile back weakly. “I love you too Sam”

#scream #scream 6 #scream 5 #scream one shot #scream 2023 #sam carpenter #sam carpenter x reader #scream request #mindy meeks #scream 1996 #sam carpenter x fem reader #tara carpenter #quinn bailey #amber freeman #angst

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frogyjones-writes · 8 months

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First off, came from your art blog (specifically all your LiS art) and I love it :))) Second, could you do a shy reader in a poly relationship with Chloe and Rachel? Headcannons or a 'First Meeting' story. Your choice!

A/N: Thank you sm for the compliment and being my first ever ask on this account, what a great prompt to start with!

- Hope you like these headcanons that I came up with 🧡🤍

Shy Reader Dating Chloe and Rachel -

Chloe and Rachel are some of the boldest, most outgoing people you've ever met. While they can be reluctant in their own ways just like you, you've always had more difficulty with social interaction and making big steps.

But that's no problem when you've got the two of them by your side. It's your turn to order and you're worried you'll mess up? They have no trouble ordering for you, they've practically memorized your favourites by now anyway!

When you started crushing on the two of them, you were too nervous to make the first move. While Chloe was a bit oblivious to your feelings, dealing with her own attraction to you, Rachel picked them up immediately. And she had no trouble at all convincing you join her and Chloe's relationship.

And so far it's been great!

They're always going out somewhere new in town, dragging you along with them to the junk yard, and stargazing in the trunck of Chloe's pick up, you undoubtedly curled up between them.

Being with them definitely pushes you out of your comfort zone at times, but even with their unreserved behavior, they never forget about you.

They'll never say no to stepping away and taking a break with you. Don't feel like going out at all that day? No worries, Rachel will put in a movie or Chloe will ask you to go against her in a round of combat video games.

Not to mention they're a bit obsessed with coddling you. You being shy is a bit cute, and they'll never not talk about it. Attention from other people isn't always the best, but from them it's just about all you could ask for.

The best part is they'll never put you down for your shy nature. They get it, they've had their moments, and you help them too in your own ways. It's good for them every now and then to not be out partying or getting into trouble and just take a day off to chill out with you.

#requests #answers #my headcanons #life is strange #rachel amber #lis #rachel amber x reader #chloe price #chloe price x reader

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runescapemum · 5 days

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"Disconnect" - L.S.

#mine #photography #the vibe in this one is so gross i love it #liminal spaces #dreamcore #weirdcore #<- at amber's request haha

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lunar-rcp · 23 days

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Any amber hcs?/nf

𖦹 🌷 ˓ ミ Amber headcanons ໒꒱ ‧₊

♡ !! Thank you for this ask! I love amber a lot!! She needs more attention,,

cw: parental death

✦ Has the best fashion sense out of the team. Having a fashion crisis? Just come to Amber, she'll help out! Sometimes she even likes to design her own clothing.. however, she does need her own models of course! That being, none other than the rescue team! (Roy & Poli are forced to wear dresses sometimes) (Someone please draw that actually)

✦ It may not seem like it, but she can be a TOTAL flirt. She can be bold, and she's not afraid to do so! Which leads to Poli and Roy mostly being flustered by her sparkle.

✦ The opposite of Roy, Amber actually enjoys spicy food. Whenever they both order something, she helps Roy with his serving if something happened to be spicy in it.

✦ Honestly, I don't think this is my own headcanon. We should all agree Amber would be absolutely terrifying when she gets angry.

✦ Amber beats herself up whenever she messes up something. She's afraid of failure, and she despises it. However, the team will always tell her that it's okay to make mistakes.

✦ Literally smells like roses and flowerly perfume. She's a clean girl i'm telling you.

✦ When she met Sandy, she was EXTREMELY overjoyed. To think there would be an another girl in a rescue team had her on cloud nine. Sandy, Amber and Jin often like to do girl hang outs, gossiping about the guys lol (poor them)

✦ Loves to collect crystals and has an entire collection of them. She even gifted crystals to the rescue team members, they treasure it dearly. Here's the crystals she gave to them

Poli - Sodalite

Roy - Red jasper

Helly - Chyrsoprase

Jin - Sunstone

✦ She can be a bit of a nerd, but that's a given. She sometimes goes off about rambling about random things like gemstones and such, but the others happily listen to her rambles. Even if she gets a little embarrassed when she finds out she's been rambling.

✦ Has the healthiest sleeping schedule out of the team. Wakes up early, and goes to bed early. Poli might wake up the earliest, but does he go to bed early? Well..

✦ Enjoys a green smoothie everyday. She tries to suggest the idea to the others. (She was met with Poli, Helly and Jin in utter disgust. However, Roy enjoyed it.)

✦ While I imagine roy as the cook for the team, she's the BAKER for the team! Absolutely makes the most godly desserts that cease to exist. The team adores it. She's in charge for birthday cakes.

✦ When Amber was little, she had to face her mom being pretty sick. Her mom unfortunately passed away when she was a teenager. This was the main reason why she became a nurse, to protect others.

✦ She comes from a big family! She has 5 other siblings, and she's the oldest. Even if it's a lot, she all loves them dearly with her heart.

✦ Adores jewerly. Whenever she has the time, she loves making little bracelets out of gemstones for the team. She's really creative whenever it comes to making accessoires.

✦ Amber dislikes sea food. Especially octopus. She can't really handle textures of certain foods sometimes.

✦ Whenever she's the one who gets sick, she's forced to face the team go into a mindless panic. Even if it's chaotic, it does make her feel better that they care so much for her.

✦ When the others are sick, she knows exactly what to do. She makes sure they have ALL the comfort they need. To kidshows or humming songs, she got them.

✦ Speaking of humming songs.. Amber can sing really well. She doesn't do it often, but whenever they have karoke nights thats when her voice really comes out.

✦ Good at archery! She has a really good aim. Watch out.

✦ Amber feels like she's the weakest of the team since she can't carry heavy stuff without her arms giving out. She feels like she's just supposed to stand on the side for aid rather than help, because she'll just mess it up.

✦ Sometimes a little TOO forgiving. She tries her best to not easily forgive, but it's hard for her.

#robocar poli #amber #kidshow #request

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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 1 year

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Sweet Amber, I wana request "hushed sex while staying in the guest room of another’s home" for AOU Steve and reader when they were at Clint's farm, because he wants a life and family with his girl.

And thankyou for seeing my previous ask, I'm the same AOU anon BTW.. I can't tell how much I love this man.

I hope this is some of the feels you were looking for. I'm super tired tonight and having a hard time wording what I want to say. But thank you so much Babes for sending me this request. All the love right back and imagine Steve just loving you so damn much.

Send me an Ask from this list of Prompts

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Everything felt so much MORE.

The squeak of the bed, Steve's soft huffs against your neck where he buried his face for a moment, the feeling bombarding both of you overwhelming in this second. Your thighs squeezed around his waist, encouraging him to continue while your fingers grazed up and down his muscled back, making an invisible painting speaking of your love along his spine and over his shoulder blades.

The tension of the past few days, all of your worlds being disrupted by Tony and Bruce's error was bleeding out of you both for now. You both tried to be quiet in your needs for each other, hushed tones whispered to each other about how good it felt passed between press of lips. The house was full, brimming with people and this might not be the right place or time, but there were no real rules between you two anymore.

Right now it was about feeling, anything, something. As long as it gave you both hope to keep going. The world threw so much as all of you, you had to take it where you could get it to prepare for the next disaster. "Oh god, Steve." You muttered, arching under him when his hips pushed back in, his cock thick against your slick walls, squeezing him just right that his movements stuttered in several quick thrusts before he pulled back again.

You were ready for him to push back into you, wanted it, your body arched in an invitation for him to fill you in the way you only ever wanted him to. "I know Doll, it's just so good." He lifted away to catch your lips, drawing out the moan built up in your throat to keep quiet, gasping against you at how you made him feel.

"You gonna fill me with your babies Steve?" You moved away from his mouth, moving along his jawline as his mouth went slick, his eyes screwed close in concentration to keep from cumming yet.

"Dance with me late at night after our kids are in bed?" You continued, painting the dream you knew he has had since you two fell for each other. "In our home full of love and life?"

You could feel him, he was so close and you didn't even care that you weren't. Today this was about Steve, being able to take care of him in a way he never had with anyone, to give him tenderness and passion among the anger and heartbreak surrounding them right now.

Steve pushed up enough to roll the two of you in the small bed, making it creak ominously beneath the two of you while you straddled him, pushing your hands against his strong chest to ride him slowly, let him savor watching you, your golden-haired super soldier seemed to finally let go of all the bullshit, being here with just you.

His hands glided onto your hips, fingers possessively pressing into the soft curves of you while helping you move, unhurried, you just let yourself sink onto him over and over, your sighs and moans all soft just for him. "You know I love you right?" He asked out of nowhere, his hips arching under you to press himself back into the deepest part of you. "I don't think I would have been able to do this without you Y/N."

You let yourself fall forward, your chest pressing against his and your hands cupping his face, tracing the angles of his features that you were so intimate with, your eyes softening with love in return. "It's always going to be you and me, Steve, no matter what happens."

Your forehead leaned against his, his arms wrapping around you to hold you close while you felt him cum, his spend warm as it spread through you and you melted in against him, sated and content to just enjoy the moment right now, not what had already happened, or what was possibly going to come. "I love you too Steve, we were always meant to be here I think." You let your head lift to look at him. "Even here and now, in Clint's house, trying our damndest to be quiet." You broke into a grin and his matched, finally some of the shine returning in his eyes.

"I don't know how quiet we were Doll, but we certainly tried."

#amber answers #anon request #smut location prompts #thank you #im sorry its probably not my best #i am super tired tonight and just not with it #but i still hope it gave the feels you were looking for nonnie #thank you again for indulging me #steve rogers x reader #soft smut #amber writes #sweater writes

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ashrillvenheim · 14 days

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I'm opening Commissions for this month!!

Feel free to contact me if interested or for more information :3

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one-bunny-a-day · 1 year

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Hi, would you be able to do a yellow Dutch bunny, that's what my Amber is?

22/02/2023

same type of creature as your Amber o/

#daily bunny #053 #standalone bunny #I drew your request now you're legally obliged to send amber pics #// fdsgfd jkjk #these bunnies are super cute also

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lesbianpepsi · 10 months

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Sweet Revenge in the Garage

pairing: Amber Freeman x fem!reader

request: Amber and reader recreate the infamous Tatum garage scene

words: 1.619k

warnings: mentions of murders, swearing, my writing

authors note: rip Tatum, you would've loved tiktok

“I’ll be right back.” You whispered into Liv’s ear as you stood up from the couch, Liv nodded her head wordlessly as her eyes stayed fixated on the horror movie playing on the Tv. Everybody’s eyes didn’t even glance towards you leaving the living room as they all stayed focused on the original Halloween playing.

You sighed as you walked through Amber’s crowded house heading towards the garage where Amber kept her good beer. Reaching the door to enter the garage you glanced down the hallway to see there weren't many people there except a few horny teens making out.

Opening the door you took a step inside as you blindly rubbed your hand against the wall until you felt the switch for the garage, you flicked it on which granted you light and a low buzzing noise coming from the bulb.

You took a few steps forward before glancing back at the door which was still wide open, you sighed as you strolled over to the fridge. Lowering yourself you opened the door and grabbed two beers, one in each hand.

Without any warning you heard a loud crash from behind you, you jumped at the sudden loud noise as you turned around. You saw a pile of random gardening tools had been knocked onto the floor.

You froze as you stared at the mess. Just then you heard a loud meow and a ginger cat rush past you, heading towards the kitty door in the garage door. You rolled your eyes as you kicked the fridge door shut.

“Fucking Stu.” You grumbled under your breath as you headed back towards the door. Skillfully you shuffled the beer from your right hand into your left one as you wrapped your fingers around the doorknob, you tried to unlock it but to no avail.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you attempted to open the door with more force this time. As you twisted the knob the light suddenly switched off. In record time you turned around to see if there was anyone behind you.

Nobody was there.

Fed up with whoever was clearly trying to play a prank on you, you pounded on the door twice. “Hey shitheads!” You yelled, leaning your weight against the door as you tried to listen in for any laughter behind it. It was silent.

“Hello?” You tried again but nobody said anything.

You clenched your jaw as you flicked the switch for the light and the one for the garage door below it. The sound of the old garage door rumbled through the dimly lit garage as it slowly opened.

Walking towards it, it had managed to reach halfway opened before it suddenly stopped. You stopped for a second before you shook your head, bending down to leave through it. As your back connected with the end of the garage door you felt it move back down, your eyes widened as you stepped hastily from under the door to escape from being crushed.

You turned around as your eyes naturally flickered back over to the door, but this time it was different. You cocked your head to the side as you saw someone in a Ghostface costume blocking the door, their hand outstretched for the garage door switch.

They slowly lowered their hand as you squinted your eyes confused. “Mindy? Is that you?” They shook their head slowly.

You scoffed as you walked over to the person in the costume, an amused look on your face. “What movie is this scene from then? ‘Sweet Revenge in the Garage’?” You said mockingly as you walked up closer to the person until you were only centimetres away.

Since the person was standing on the second step they had a height advantage over you. Looking up at the person you scoffed as you tried to push past them. “Lose the outfit. If Chad would see it, he’d flip.”

The person behind the Ghostface mask leaned over to where you were trying to move through, once again shaking their head slowly. As your annoyance reached its peak you looked at the person.

“Oh, want to play psycho killer?” You teased as the person nodded their head much more eagerly than their previous shakes. “Can I be the helpless victim?” You asked as you smiled sweetly up at them. They nodded their head as they glowered down at you.

You fought a laugh as you gave the most pleading look on your face, it breaking as you spoke as you tried to refrain yourself from laughing. “Okay, let's see.” Biting at your bottom lip momentarily you relaxed your features as you faked a look of pure terror on your face.

“No! Please don’t kill me, mister Ghostface, I want to be in the sequel.” You pleaded with fake innocence as you gazed up at the Ghostface mask.

The longer you stared up at the mask the harder it was for you not to crack a smile. Ghostfaice raised their gloved hand to their mask and placed a finger under the mask's chin to feign that he was thinking. At that you let out a chuckle as you took a step back, smiling up at Ghostface who’d dropped their hand as they stared at you in shock .

“Did that get your dick wet, Amber?” You teased playfully as you leaned to the side to put down the two beer bottles on the counter. The person in the costume, who was obviously Amber, froze as they stared at you. You cocked your head to the side as you smirked.

A gravelly sounding laugh came from behind the mask as they took two steps down until they stood directly in front of you. “If I had a dick then it definitely would’ve.” Amber remarked as she raised her gloved hand behind her mask, switching the voice changer off.

“What do you think of the costume? This is the first time you’re seeing me wear it, isn’t it?” You nodded your head as you placed a hand on Amber’s chest, looking up at her still hiding behind the Ghostface mask. “I’d say you look weirdly hot.” You whispered playfully to which Amber let out a dry laugh. She leaned down as she rubbed the mask against your face, you giggled at the cold texture on your skin. “Is that your way of wanting a kiss you asked?” You asked which Amber nodded her head at.

You smirked as you leaned closer to Amber and pressed your lips near the top of the black mouth where it was completely smooth and white, you stayed like that for a few seconds before you pulled away. Your red lipstick had left a stain on the white mask that made you beam with smugness.

“Okay, seriously now, did I scare you?” Amber asked hopefully, her voice becoming a bit more high pitched from joy. You couldn’t help but smile softly at your girlfriend's excitement. You debated whether you should lie or not since technically it was Stu - Amber’s cat- that scared you, not Amber.

You sighed as you nodded your head. “Yeah you did scare me.” Amber squealed as she gave a small jump, she clapped her hands together with excitement looking like an overjoyed seal clapping.

You laughed as you placed your hands on Amber’s shoulder to calm her down, smiling up at her. “As much as I love how excited you are, remember to stay focused.” She nodded her head vigorously, you gave a slow appreciative nod back. “Good. Now who do you want me to get here? Chad, Mindy or Liv?”

“Liv. Mindy won’t come to the garage but Liv will without hesitation.” She replied to your question with ease, her tone still excited. “I really hope I can kill her with the garage door just like they did in the original.”

You chuckled as you went to grab the two beer bottles from the counter. “Me too, that would be pretty fucking cool.”

“I know right! I’d be just like Billy when he killed Tatum in this very garage.” Amber beamed as her gloved hand went back behind to fiddle behind her mask, most probably putting the voice changer back on.

You furrowed your eyebrows as you grabbed the now slightly warm beer bottles. “I thought it was Stu?” Amber shrugged her shoulders as she leaned against the wall, taking out the Buck 120 Hunting Knife from her boot, playing with the blade.

“There’s a lot of theories on who it was but from what I’ve seen on reddit most think it’s Billy since when he appears at Stu’s house he gives him a nod and it’s right after Tatum’s death, probably signalling to him that the job is done.”

“You’re such a Stab nerd.” You teased as you walked up the two steps to open the garage door, the loud garage door slowly started to lift itself up. “I’m not a Stab nerd.” Amber defended in the Ghostface voice.

You gave her a ‘are you being serious’ look as you walked towards the now fully lifted garage door. “You literally use reddit to talk about theories and who’s the best Ghostface.” Amber rolled her eyes under the mask as she stayed silent, she couldn’t argue with that.

You let out a weak laugh as you walked out of the garage and into the open, turning back to look at Amber who was walking over to the dark corner of the garage. “Have fun.” You said as you gave her a little wave.

You watched as Ghostface raised their hand holding the knife as she shook it side to side mimicking a wave, a lipstick kiss mark still on the mask.

#amber freeman x reader #amber freeman x y/n #amber freeman #amber freeman x you #amber freeman scream #scream 5 #fic request #my fanfic #fanfic

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