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mordredisacoolname · 2 months

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FEAR STREET HEADCANONS - DATING THE OPPOSITE "SIDER"

MALE READER

Characters: Tommy, Alice, young Ziggy, Cindy, Kate, young Nick, simon

CW: couple of curse words

(didn't include Deena and Sam cause I'm pretty sure they're lesbians)

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Young Ziggy Berman

-she hates your ass

-she thinks you're posh and annoying

-one day you walk in on her preparing a prank for someone from Sunnyvale

-but you don't tell anyone

-she next day when the prank takes action she sees you trying to to laugh, you make I contact and just burst out laughing

-you came up to her after to tell her how her prank was genius

-"I don't know what you're talking about" she smirks

-"right, of course, but if you happen to see does know what I'm talking about tell her I know a couple of tricks she might like" you say and walk away

-two days later you hear someone knocking at your door at night

-surprise surprise, it's Ziggy

-"I may or may not be doing something for tomorrow" Ziggy walks away for you to follow her

-and you do.

-that night a lot of things changed for you both

Cindy Berman

-you don't care about this kind of things

-you already been dating for a couple of months

-you don't care what others say, you love that girl

-one day you Ziggy gets in trouble, and Cindy being Cindy tries to argue with her

-so Ziggy spits out how Cindy only started dating you to "fit in" with the Sunnyvales

-you stand there in shock looking disappointed at Cindy

-before she has the chance to speak to you, you walk away

-a few days later you have to work together

-"so, was everything just a lie? Did you just use me?"

-"no! I mean, at first yes, but.."

-"I can't believe it" you were hurt

-"please 'name', just hear me out! I did start dating you because I wanted to fit in, be like everyone else, but I cought feeling for you, I...I love you!"

-it takes time for you to trust her again

-but you come back together eventually

Kate Schmidt

-you have a kind of friendly rivealry relationship

-every game you meet up and jokingly insult each other

-it just becomes a habit, and you start wandering when you're gonna see her again

-one night you ask her for a quick chat

-away from everyone

-you can't wait anymore, so you just tell her how you feel

-her smile disappears, and she just leaves you standing there

-you think about this all of the game

-how you fucked up, and how you lost Kate

-after the game you feel so devastated

-but Kate runs up to you and drags you to the same spot you took her before

-she kisses you, smiling

-and than she just leaves

-it makes your night

Young nick good

-he always ignores you

-every time you speak at a game or council he looks at you with raised eyebrows, looks away, and continues to talk

-you actually think he's one of the least annoying Sunnyvales

-but you don't like the way he ignores you

-one day you get in trouble with Joan and her boyfriend

-he breaks it up and leads you away

-"what do you want" you're so annoyed, he probably wants something from you

-"what? Nothing, I just saved you from being thrown out of the camp"

-"and am I supposed to believe a Sunnyvale council just saved a shadyside guy he hates just because of kindness?"

-"wha- I don't hate you"

-"sure thing" you storm out

-the next few days you do everything to avoid him, not wanting to face whatever be has for you

-but it doesn't last for long

-you and Ziggy decides to prank some loser Sunnyvale

-but the thing is someone saw you

-"it was that scumbag, 'name', I saw him yesterday"

-you were fucked, now you're definitely gonna get thrown out

-"no, he was with me the whole night, helped me clean the cafeteria" nick came forward

-of course they believed him, he was the sheriff's son

-so you got of with just detention

-you were cleaning the stable when you saw nick coming up to you

-"I didn't as-"

-"I don't hate you, I hate that I like you" his eyes stared at you intensely

-you couldn't believe your ears

-you just stood there dumbfounded

-"but..I realized" he continued "he doesn't have to know"

-and than he kissed you

Simon kalivoda

-literally doesn't give two fucks about who you are and who knows what and who thinks what

-her likes you? You like him? That's all you need

-you always meet after school hanging out

-youre not afraid of going into the shadyside part, but you're worried when Simon goes to visit you

-anyway, that boy lives pda

-so if it was a secret you're dating (for your sake) it won't be one for long

Tommy slater

-he actually doesn't care

-at first he was a little wary yes, but after he got to know you he absolutely doesn't care what side you are

-but he's still unsure about being public

-so you date in secret

-its fun at the beginning, but starts to annoy you later on

-your want to do couple stuff with him like others, not hide your love

-you talked to him a couple times about this

-no your fifth time you threaten to leave him

-because you're really tired of this constant hiding

-always looking over your shoulder so no one sees you

-so after a few days apart he randomly walk up to you and kisses you on the cheek

-after that day he asks you if it was ok, he's not sure you like pda

-defenda you to everyone how talks shot about you

Alice

-youre kinda enemies at first

-always bickering and insulting each other

-at some point it becomes kinda fun

-its just your thing now

-your end up spending more time together

-not your choice obviously

-you both realize the other is not so bad as you thought

-so you start hanging out out of choice

-you two get very close

-smoking pot together

-talking about random shit

-one night she just kisses you

-youre unseparatable after that

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phefics · 4 months

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a wand & a rabbit

ship: simon kalivoda x afab!reader summary: based on this prompt, sort of a sequel to this fic but you don't have to read the first part to understand this one!! includes: afab!reader, gn!reader (no pronouns/gendered petnames), vibrator usage (internal/external), established relationship, love confessions word count: 1.3k

You and Simon had been together for a few months, but your sex lives hadn’t advanced much alongside your romantic feelings for one another.

You had sex that night at the school, when you were convinced that you would both die before sunrise, and you had been each other’s first times. After that, you had messed around a bit, sucking his cock and him burying his fingers deep inside your pussy, but it had been pretty…vanilla, for lack of a kinder word.

Simon had a sexual sense of humor, and had often made quips about being into things more than just fucking. He liked when you playfully bullied him, and when you tugged at his hair while he went down on you. But whenever the mood struck, he seemed to get a one-track-mind, wanting nothing more than to chase your pleasure, as well as his own.

It was good sex, but it left a bit more to be desired, questions to be answered.

So, you were on a date with him at the mall when you wandered into Spencer’s Gifts and found yourself browsing the section in the back, a wall full of sex toys from floor to ceiling.

Simon slung an arm over your shoulders and chuckled. “See anything you like, sweetheart?” he asked.

You couldn’t tell if he was joking or not, so you answered honestly. “I’ve never had a vibrator before,” you said. “Maybe I’ll get one.”

Simon’s playful smile seemed to morph to a more mischievous grin at your words, his blue eyes scanning the wall with a newfound sense of curiosity. “Really? What kind?”

Your own eyes followed his, looking over the expanse of available toys. Your gaze lands on a pink box with promises of pleasure written across it, the toy equipped with a part for insertion as well as a part for clitoral stimulation, and you reached out to grab it.

"That one?" he asked. He took the box from you without waiting for an answer, reading over the various text. "Seems like fun."

You nodded, going to snatch it back from him, but he easily evaded your hands and made a beeline for the counter, clearly determined to pay for it despite his less-than-ideal financial situation.

You jogged behind him, earning a disapproving glance from a worker, and called after him. "Simon, don't you dare—"

It was too late. The box was already plopped down on the counter, his wallet pulled out of his pocket.

You gave him a glare, and he grinned back.

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When you got back to your house, Simon wasted no time. He ripped open the box, sitting at the edge of your bed.

"We have to wait for it to charge," he all but whined, fiddling with the button to no avail.

"I guess we'll have to keep busy while it does," you replied.

His cheeks flushed as he fumbled with the charger, trying to figure out where and how to plug the damn thing in, and your comment certainly didn't help his sense of urgency.

You giggled at him when he finally figured it out, taking a sarcastic bow before he all but pounced onto the bed, hands reaching for your hips.

Your lips met, noses bumping slightly, and he made clumsy work of your pants, trying to tug them down your thighs without breaking the kiss, which went about as well as you'd expect.

He finally broke away, chuckling, pulling your pants and underwear off, his eyes locked on your pussy, already wet at the idea of him using that toy on you.

"Fuck," he groaned, his cock evidently hard in his jeans. "That thing better charge fast, or I'll sue the whole company."

You laughed, reaching to pull him into another kiss, and he obliged, his hands holding your thighs. He pulled them apart gently, rubbing your skin before using one hand to cup your pussy, sliding a single finger inside of you.

"That toy looks kinda thick, baby. Gotta make sure you're ready for it."

You nodded, letting out a soft moan as he entered you.

He fingered you gently, adding one more finger. It was just enough to stretch you, to get you worked up and wanting, but no faster than that. He was clearly just building up to that toy, teasing.

You whined in protest, asked him to add another finger, asked him to go faster, harder, but he didn't. He just kept a slow, methodical pace that made you want to cry.

After what felt like an hour, although it had probably been closer to thirty minutes, Simon decided to see if the toy was ready for use. He clicked the little button and his eyes went wide as the thing began to vibrate with more power than he'd expected, looking at you with a wicked smile.

"You ready, baby?" he asked.

You nodded, butterflies in your stomach.

He turned it off again, lining it up with your hole. "I'll do it slow, okay? Lemme know if it's too much."

"I will," you promised, not bothering to conceal the desperation in your voice.

He pushed it inside, slow like he'd said, and you whined as it began to fill you up. It was girthier than Simon's cock, but significantally shorter. You felt the little silicone nubs at the top nudge against your clit, and although there was no vibration, the sudden sensation made you buck your hips up, seeking that stimulation.

"Does that feel alright?" he asked.

"Yes, feels good," you replied. "Can you turn it on now?"

"If you don't like it, tell me. It seems kinda strong."

"I promise I will, just turn it on!" you whimpered, feeling truly desperate as the toy sat still inside of you.

Simon leaned forward to peck your lips, and while you were distracted by the kiss, he turned it on.

You gasped, your back arching as the vibration coursed through you, against your clit as well as inside you, and you couldn't help the moan that burst from your lips.

Thank god no one else was home.

"Oh my god," you said. "Fuck, it's so—fuck!"

"Is that a good thing?" Simon asked, his expression torn somewhere between worry and arousal.

"So good. It's so good, oh my god," you cried, your body squirming with the intensity. "Kiss me again, please."

He did as you asked, holding your hips steady as they bucked desperately into the toy.

It was like nothing you'd ever felt before. You had touched yourself, been touched, but nothing could have prepared your for this. It was indescribable, how amazing it felt.

It didn't take long until you could feel your orgasm approaching, and you grabbed at Simon's blond hair, tugging on it roughly. He gave a little moan of his own.

"You gonna cum?" he asked.

You nodded, a pleasured sob leaving your lips.

"Good. Cum for me, baby."

And you did, head tipped back, legs shaking.

Immediately, the toy began to feel overstimulating, more sensitive after your orgasm, and you shook your head, trying to form words. "Out," was all you managed to say, but Simon understood and shut the toy off before slowly pulling it out of you, his eyes locked on how wet the silicone had gotten.

"You alright?" he asked.

You took a few deep breaths, nodding. "I'm okay. That was just...Wow. It's fucking strong."

"I can tell," he giggled. "Did you like it, though?"

"I loved it."

"And I love you," Simon said, without thinking, and then went red at his admission. He hadn't said that yet. Before, when you were just friends, you had platonically said that you loved each other, but ever since the night you fucked, the phrase had felt entirely different to say. "Shit, I'm sorry, I should have picked a better time to say that."

"No, no, it's okay," you said, smiling. "I love you too."

Simon grinned. "How about we get you cleaned up, then we can go back to the sappy talk, hm?"

"Sounds like a plan."

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dollsbite · 2 years

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BATHROOM BREAK - simon kalivoda ˖ ࣪ ☆

pairing : simon kalivoda + gn! reader

contains : making out, heavy nsfw themes, simon being in the mood, gross school bathrooms, dry humping.

note : i love how most simon fics are set in a bathroom. also, this is my first time attempting to write something like this so i'm sorry if it isn't the best.

you hadn't expected to spend your only free period wrapped up in your notes. with your untouched lunch tray resting on the table beside you, you made deena read the questions on your hastily written flashcards. begrudgingly, she flipped through the numerous questions, quizzing you for your upcoming test; which was right after lunch, much to your dismay. it wasn't your strongest subject so you hoped this sudden study session would jog your memory.

pizza was on today's menu but it wasn't the savory kind they made by hand, oh no: it was the kind they'd reheat in the microwave. it normally wouldn't be a problem but this brand felt like you were bitting into a piece of cardboard with pasta sauce. oddly enough, it was your boyfriend's favorite.

"where the hell is simon?" deena's eyes drifted from the card she held, to the vacant seat next to you. simon always sat by your side like a clingy puppy and she figured he would've shown up a while ago.

"dunno. told me he needed to take care of something, he looked pretty freaked out," you shrugged, resting your palm against your cheek as you recalled your previous encounter with him. normally, he'd walk you to your next class during passing period but this time, he brushed past you. simon merely glanced at you, shakily explaining that he had something important to do.

"that's weird," kate commented as she took a bite of her salad, "think mr. collins gave him shit today?"

she was referring to the rocky situation between your boyfriend and his math teacher. simon wasn't exactly his most favored student, failing to complete his homework on time, and bombing most of his tests. it wasn't easy for the boy, not with the double shifts he had to work at the grocery store. the bills weren't going to pay themselves and he was the sole provider for his family.

you sighed, "i hope not; he has enough on his plate as it is."

with a good ten minutes to spare, you decided to pack up your work to find him. sliding your tray over to deena for her to hopefully eat your food, you waved goodbye to the pair. of course, kate had to remark on you going to 'kick mr. collins' ass'. you stifled a laugh at the mental image of giving him a horrendous wedgie.

the halls were slowly beginning to crowd as people piled in, possibly trying to get to class early. you hadn't expected to be flagged down by a disheveled-looking simon peaking out from the boy's bathroom. he glanced around before motioning you inside. with raised brows, you followed close behind.

"what happened? did collins give you detention again?" you clutched the straps of your bag, shifting your weight as you waited for his answer. the whole situation was odd and simon wasn't acting like himself.

"no, no, he didn't. i have a much bigger problem," simon shook his head, averting his eyes. he was playing with the hem of his zipped-up jacket, reaching a shaky hand down to pull it over his shorts.

"then what's the matter?" you stepped closer. "c'mon, simon, talk to me."

he took a step back, nearly quivering as you placed a hand on his shoulder.

he finally cracked, "i have a boner, okay?! you're just - you're just so hot and it's driving me crazy."

simon's cheeks were flushed, eyes widened in horror as he heard someone approaching the door. he rushed over, pulling the door handle back to prevent whoever it was from coming in, "you don't wanna come in, man. someone shit all over the walls! i, uh - think they got some on the ceiling, too."

you could hear a muffled 'ew' from behind the door before whoever it was stepped away. if not for the current situation, you'd be patting simon on the back for thinking of such a quick, disgusting solution.

"shit on the walls? is that the best you could come up with, kalivoda?" you teased, biting your lip as simon locked the front door.

simon groaned, whining as he fixed his pants, "like you could've come up with a better excuse."

"just shut up and kiss me," you scoffed, pulling him by his jacket. though slightly chapped, his warm lips had your mind-melting with how gentle his kisses were. sweet, innocent kisses soon grew heavier, your lips parting slightly for him to slip his tongue inside.

your fingers tugged firmly at his blonde curls, causing simon to moan softly into your mouth. your needy bodies brushed up against one another as your eyes rolled back in ecstasy; simon nipping your bottom lip. you pressed your knee between his legs, lightly grinding it against his bulge. the blonde's hips stuttered and he let out a strangled whine.

a shiver ran down your spine once you felt the heat of his throbbing cock rutting against you. oh fuck, that was hot. simon dropped a hand between your legs and slipped into your underwear, running his fingers over your wanting core. the cold metal of his rings against your hot skin had you seeing stars.

with your mind cloudy with lust, you managed to lightly brush his hand away. he sent you a questioning look but he seemed to understand why.

"i did something wrong, didn't i?" he sounded concerned, looking a bit like a kicked puppy.

"you were perfect," you assured, completely out of breath, "it's just - here," you gestured to his jacket.

his movements were awkward as he struggled to take it off, handing it to you hastily without asking another word. simon watched carefully as you laid the garnet across the dingy floor, kneeling on it.

your fingers made work to pull down his zipper, staring up at him with big eyes.

"god, i love bathroom breaks," simon whimpered as you pulled his pants down, the fabric pooling at his legs.

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juliaia · 11 months

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anyone want more simon content? im still getting love on those old fics and kinda feeling the urge to write him again—feel free to request!

#simon kalivoda #simon kalivoda x reader #fear street #fear street trilogy #fear street x reader #requests!

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gayandfairycore · 2 years

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[Sacrifice] Simon kalivoda x reader

A/n: hi!!! This is my first fic in like four months oh my god! I’m a terrible perfectionist when I wrote so I tend to start wips and never finish them! But I just recently watched fear street for Halloween and fell head over heels for Simon so I decided for my first fic in awhile to be of him! My man deserved better 😭🫶🏻 (this is my first lr second time writing angst? I believe! So apologies of it sucks lol!) I also have to update my master list I don’t write for half the people on there anymore! Also bold and small text means it’s a flashback! And italics mean it’s kinda in simons pov! This is my first fic of Simon so he may be a bit ooc! This is also not proofread

Summary: coming along with the group to save Sam, unspoken feelings arise as it becomes apparent it may be your final night alive. Tho you are determined to not let any of your friends die if you have anything to say about it. Y/n a brash girl decides to fight for love, and her friends lives. Even if it kills her.

Warning: angst, major character death, decapitation, brutal bread slicer, murder, bashing in someone’s skull, OD-ing, drowning, (probably more)

Saving Sam had been the right thing to do you knew this, you voted on not leaving her for dead in the hallway but it didn’t stop the fear of knowing you could be going to your death in a fucking grocery store.

You weren’t even sure how you got mixed up in this, oh wait. No you do remember, you were hanging out with Simon and Kate whilst they babysat doing nothing but talking about stupid shit, with Simon and watching jaws, and sitting in between his legs.

Everything had been fine Until deena had called Kate telling her that sams boyfriend had broken into her house for some dumb prank wearing a skull mask.

No one had expected the same dude in a skull mask to be in the house Kate babysat in, Rummaging through laundry? It was safe to say y’all were freaked.

Honestly none of you were prepared to fight century old murderers you all were along for this ride, but there was no way you’d be hopping off this ride. Not when your friends lives had been in the line, Fuck that.

So here you were standing in a grocery store in bad smelling lost and found clothes, watching as Simon told Sam exactly how to od.

Safe to say you didn’t think you’d watch Simon, your simon, your best friend and crush since diapers teach your other friend how to od on a Friday night. But there’s a first time for everything.

The epi-pens had been bunched in your hands as you listened to simon tell the group when each pile was to be taken.

“You need to take these in order. Now pile one takes the edge off. You’re gonna feel kinda like you’re being fucked by a unicorn!” Simon spurs off his hands gesturing wildly as he smiles at Sam and Deena through his eyelashes

“Pile two is gonna bring your core temp way down, you may feel slightly sick?” He shrugs, a deep serious rasp is in his usually carefree voice.

“Now you need to take a five minute interval between pile two. And pile three. That’s really important, okay?” A deathly serious look takes over his eyes as he stares at Deena and Sam

“Pile three brings you down and out, so you gotta take that “take five” or it’s all gonna go to shit!” Simon instructs his hands gesturing towards the pile rings glistening.

“How many of these do we have?”kate questions gesturing towards you carrying the epi-pens

“Y/n darling pass me the pens” Simon speaks softly, turning towards you, with a toothy grin; before taking them from your grasp lightly

And stating, “Tons like a thousand!”

“Wait? Epi-pens?” Deena asks her eyebrows screwn in confusion

“Epinephrine? Also known as adrenaline. This is what brings her back.” You pipe up determined smile on your face, a proud glint glistens in Simons brown eyes.

“This is Jesus!” He adds shaking the pile of epi-pens.

It was only when you were Smearing sams blood on yourself did you truly feel the fear set in; fear, determination, and anger was all that flowed through you. As you all took different corners in the grocery store a feeling of grief overtaking your heart. As you took the front entrance near The fruit and veg aisle.

Even tho no one had died yet, your old selves would surely have to die if you wanted to survive this. It wasn’t fair, why did you have to lose yourselves,

What did you and your friends ever do to be here today, in this grocery store leading killers away from your other close friend who was meant to be fucking murdered. It wasn’t fair, on anyone.

Century old killers had come to strike again and hurt innocent people, like Simon. He was the sole provider for his whole family, sure he’s a bit of a junkie but it doesn’t mean he should die.

It didn’t mean Kate should die, or josh, or deena, or Sam. No one deserved this not the victims who came before you, or the ones that would come after if you failed. You felt filled with determined to end this. Or die trying.

The fluorescent lights seared a deep blue through the deserted store. Your heavy breathing could be heard as ruby lanes singing surrounded your corner of the grocery store your feet planted on the floor in a crouch of the fruit and veg aisle the cool spray of the water that kept the lettuce wet could be felt on your skin it was oddly refreshing, you’d die wet, and with veggies. Tasteful.

Your forehead felt damp with a mixture is sweat and dew, as ruby’s singing growing louder and louder, your hand gripped your mouth with the strength of whitening knuckles to silence your breathing. As ruby crept closer and closer. Until the singing stopped?

Just as you let out a sigh of relief, the brunette girl had pulled you from your crouched position by your hair, springing up she swing her razor towards your face, knicking your cheek as you felt the sticky red substance leak from your newly acquired cut.

“You bitch!” You exclaimed the pads of your fingers stained a bright red, anger blazed in your eyes, as your fingers tangled in her up do.

Pulling her hair back with enough force to rip a chunk out of her head, the pale girl begin to kick and scratch at you, her razor blade discarded with the shock of her hair being pulled.

Her heels stepping on your converse clad feet, before she whirled her fist back, the sound of her fist colliding with your nose and cheek, her punch was enough to stun you as the bright red blood trickled from your nose, towards your lip, you could taste blood. Bringing your toungue up towards the top of your lips you licked the excess blood leaking from your nose. Breathing heavy your hair messy, and matted.

You Spat the excess blood from the punch into the linoleum flooring you begin to back up, slightly stumbling over your shoes.

In that time ruby had grabbed her razor and started singing, walking slowly towards your retreating figure, the cool leg of a ladder had pressed against your back. Not taking your eyes off of the girl you slipped through the middle in attempt to get away from her.

“Cmon ruby Don’t you know it’s bad luck to walk under a ladder!” You nervously chuckled the brunette just smiled at you. As your eyes searched frantically for anything to help you

a tool box had laid discarded by the maintenance ladder. The yellow rubber of the handle of a hammer caught your eye, like a angled beacon of hope.

“Alright bitch, let’s level the playing field.” You whispered your face hardened with anger as you crouched down for it, your hand almost reaching it.

before you felt your leg being pulled out from under you, as your body hit the linoleum floor with a SMACK! Groaning you turned over to face ruby, something unknown glinted in your e/c eyes. Pity? Anger? Or was it Sexual tension?

“Damn ruby” you smiled “take me to dinner first!” You wheezed out your body had hit the ground with enough force to make you see stars.

As the brunette psychopath smiled at you she brought her razor blade down towards you, whisky you wriggled underneath her weight, the sledge hammer sitting so close but yet so far away from you. Your finger tips only just scraped it, whilst Rubys razor cutt deeply at your arm, and then your stomach, a scream had left your throat as the white hot pain of being stabbed seared within your flesh. The girl had turned her razor blade whilst it had still been in your stomach. Tears leaked from your eyes, as you inhaled sharply stretching just fat enough to grip it by your side.

Your vision dotting with black spots as you closed your eyes and focused on what you could control, you tried to suppress the shock your body was going into by remembering Simon. And where you were and the pain you felt.

Feeling the pain meant you were still alive, focusing on what was happening meant you’d be alive to save Simon.

You refused to die here, in the fruit and veg aisle with a psychopath topping you, and stabbing you repeatedly. You knew what you had to do you had to breathe, as a million thoughts pounded through your skull.

Time it just right y/n-the side of her head -I have to save my friends-I have to save Simon-breathe y/n-I think I’m dying-I’m losing too much blood-fuck being stabbed hurts-

Rubys had tilted her head down, savouring this moment. it was the right time. Whirling the hammer as hard as you could into her skull blood spraying when the force of the hammer collided with her skin as it split the first few layers smashing her skull in the process,the deafening crack of rubys skull echoed throughout the store.

You didn’t even remember the war cry that left your lips as you smashed her. her black blood spluttered against your cheek as the pale girl tumbled off of you.

“Good riddance bitch.” You exclaimed, spitting the blood that got in your mouth on her dead corpse.

your hair messy and tangled,and bruises were sure to start forming on your body, as red pools of blood had stained your shirt, your body aching in protest with your movements adrenaline swirling through you. As you wondered your way further down the store.

Your bloody hammer in your hand, you were in desperate need on a fucking Band-Aid.

Kate’s screams weee the next to quieter the atmosphere of the store with fear, but you couldn’t worry about Kate. You needed pain killers.

Simon heard your screams, the blonde haired boy had known it was you immediately, stifling his sobs he held hope that you would survive.

Until he heard the crack! And then deathly silence. His ears rang with anxiety “oh no, no, no! She can’t be dead, she can’t be.” he found himself thinking at the insinuation of your potential death. Tears welled in his blue eyes as thick spit began to moisten his throat with his stifled sobs

He didn’t care about the chaos around him only you. Kate’s screams had been the next to fill the grocery store. The silence after hers had felt less forgiving.

the sticky substance had cling to you seemingly everywhere, your white band shirt had been sliced and covered in bright red pools of blood. Majority yours.

the sight of your disheveled appearance in a reflection of a fridge at the bottom of the aisle had you double checking it was you, blood covered seemingly every inch of you your adrenaline levels high, despite your desheveled appearance and your wounds you didn’t feel it.

You couldn’t you were running on adrenaline, and your only weapon a god damn hammer.

But you didn’t have much choice you decided, taking a shaky breath and moving further into the store, deena and sams discarded pill bowl was the next thing you saw.

Kates screams went quiet, and your shaky breathing filled your ears as your frantically beating heart slammed against your rib cage. As you crept towards where Kate was stationed.

Your hearing seemingly deafened, when you saw Kate’s carnaged head sheathed through in the bread slicer. A shaky “oh…my…god” left your lips as the souring ting of her blood stained your throat.

And you thought being stabbed was bad.

Every inhale stung with the bitter taste of blood that filled the air, it tasted bitter and stale, as the sound of running could be heard behind you. When both josh and Simon had piled out of two aisles not long after you. Them Too witnessing the carnage body of their friend.

The sight of Kate’s mangled body had stifled the boys “I think I’m gonna puke” Simon whispered, “me too.” You chuckled uncomfortably, simon could’ve sworn he had never turned his head so fast he almost had whiplash

When he saw you it was like everything melted away as Simon saw you, alive and breathing. Simon let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Oh fuck- y/n!” Simon exclaimed shakily, when he realised it was infact you, Simons heavy breathing filled your ears as he pulled you into a desperate hug, his pale hands clutching your head and lower back, as you wrapped yours around his back and shoulders Holding on for dear life.

Both of you had been shaking. “Oh my god y/n! Are you okay?!? Whose blood is that?” Simon rambled out, when he pulled back from the embrace.

“It’s mostly mine, but don’t worry I got a few good hits on her too.”

“Mostly yours?!?” He exclaimed giving you a once over “oh my god” he was so excited to see you, he didn’t even assume that you could be hurt. His fearful brown eyes turned to look at you it was enough to break your heart.

As you brought him into another embrace, inhaling sharply, when you realised

Your sledgehammer had been discarded next to you during your reunion, and the sight of a rapidly approaching Tommy slater was gonna put a damper on things, it was apparent time was of the essence.

So you did the only thing you could do. You pushed Simon out of the way with all of your might, watching the blonde boy slide away from you, his horrified expression sending a sharp stab to your heart.

Or that might’ve been Tommy’s axe that was planted in your shoulder, yours ears rushed with blood, your heart beating frantically in your chest, your friends had called out your name as your knees hit the linoleum with bruising force.

A delayed scream ripped from you, as Tommy’s axe sucured itself in your shoulder, you called out to your friends, your head staring up at Tommy’s bagged head anger apparent in your eyes as you brought yourself to your feet calling to your friends.

“GO RUN!” Before pain stakenly slowly pulling his axe from you left hand shoulder flipping it over in your right hand you looked Tommy right in his bagged face where his eyes should be and whispered a

“Fuck you.” Before swinging his own axe into his neck successfully decapitating him, his body cluttered to the floor as you stared at his flannel clad headless body before turning towards the way simon went.

Simons choked sobs had been enough to make you start crying more then you already were, as the blonde boy had began muttering to himself “holy shit, holy shit, holy shit” as he was sitting with his knees to his chest in an aisle fully believing he had just sealed the death of the girl he had loved.

“Si?” You spoke from the top of the aisle, the fluorescent lights made you look stunning, the blue and pink of the lights framed you as if you were an Angel.

“Y/n?!?” Simon called out his tearful eyes glistened in the lights, Simon was just happy to see you made it out from the clutches of Tommy, he didn’t care you were covered head to toe in blood, h/c knotted, and bleeding profusely. He still thought you looked beautiful leaning your bleeding body on the axe that could’ve killed you.

He pulled himself to his feet, running over to you, and pulling you into his arms, before sliding down to the floor, your bloody body being moved gently sideways in his lap.

“You-you saved me?” And “oh god why would you do that?!?” He whispered softly as he held your cheeks with such gentleness as he rocked you both, it felt safe being in simons grip.

Sitting in his lap had felt like everything would be okay. Like you finally didn’t need to fight anymore. Like he was going to fight for you. Simons other hand had been frantically putting pressure on your shoulder wound.

You were losing too much blood, your head felt woozy, and your eyelids had felt heavier then they ever were, your breathing had begun to shallow. Simon prayed that deena had finally killed Sam and this was all over.

And luckily for him one of those were true, Deena had succeeded in killing Sam, and bringing her back. And an ambulance and police cars had been dispatched.

With every rock of your body simon had held you with increasing tightness it was like he was forcefully holding ro this earth, for just a minute more.

He felt as if his prayers went unanswered when you gripped his pale hand he held to your face and whispered

“simon…si-“

“No! no, don’t speak save your strength” simon whispered gripping your blood covered hand.

“Simon-” Your grip, tightened.

“-im d-dying, I want you to have this.”

Simon had felt like he had just been stabbed you couldn’t be dying! How could you just accept that you were dying?

Wheezing as you gripped the cool silver of your locket, tearing it from your chest, your chest rattling with each breath.

“Si I want you, t-to have it.”

your eyes drooped before lazily staring up at him through your eyelashes.

Letting go of his hand on your cheek you Brough your hand to his cheek before smiling up at him your teeth covered in blood, your body groaning in protest as you begin to move your head forward to place a lazy kiss on his lips.

Slumping back slowly to your previous position in his arms blood began to trickle from your mouth as you choked out a

“Oh si- p-please don’t cry…”

He didn’t even realise he had been crying.

As Your hand shakily held his cheek throughout your love confession placing a bloody hand cheek on his pale skin, you attempted to smile a bloody smile.

“Remember…I’ll always…be… with you-“

“I love you”

Before your grip on his cheek loosened, falling to the floor limply, before…nothing? The grocery store grew silent, It was silence for the last time that night. There was no sound of your breathing, or his friends screams, or the sound of splashing water or the sound of shoes running on linoleum, only his own choked sobs.

“Y/n? Y/n please answer me” He cried wiping his cheeks of his tears your blood staining his hands as you lightly smacks your face.

“Cmon y/n” smack! “wake up!” Smack!

“Please y/n…” simon muttered in defeat, his sobs loud enough to alert his friends what had happened.

“Please don’t leave me” he cried his grip tightly holding your cooling cheeks your head lulling to the side limply with any movement.

You had looked so peaceful in his arms, your eyes closed, a ghost of a smile on your face, it was apparent you had no regrets.

You were prepared to die for your friends, and die you did, you were brave in life, and braver in death.

Though it didn’t stop simons distraught thoughts to cloud his judgement, he was looking for someone to blame, was it Sams fault? She disturbed the witch, was it deenas? For asking you all to save Sam sacrificing yourselves in the process? Was it’s Kate’s? For being so sure that this plan would work? was it Josh’s? For telling us about Sarah fier, or was it his own. For bringing you here and not turning you away? Telling you to run for the hills and never look back? Or was it your fault? For pushing him out of the way. Simon knew it was wrong but be blamed every single person there.

None so much as he blamed himself, clutching the locket he gave you it reminded him of the time you told him that you’d never take it off, you’d rather have died then taken off the locket.

The chilly night air of the park had bitten your skin as you sat on an old park bench, wrapping your arms around your shoulders and attempting to rub out the goose bumps that had begun to form

Checking your watch every two minutes “god I swear! If simons left me out here in the cold I’ll kill him.”

You spoke staring up into the stars angrily, kicking your foot off of the park bench and jumping down you decided to start your walk home, in the cold, dark night.

In shady side, alone. Yep you were definitely gonna kill him. You had made your way half way down the path near the cover of trees before you heard hurried footsteps and heavy breathing.

As they wheezed out an exhausted “y/n!” Before yelling again a little louder, “y/n!” You knew it was Simon but you were still a little mad at him for making you wait thirty minutes in the cold alone at night so you decided to you with him.

“HELP SIMON!” You yelled out mustering hopefully enough faux fear to fool Simon that you were actually in trouble before you let out another blood curdling scream.

“Oh god y/n?!?” Simon called out running in your general direction, stifling a chuckle as you hid yourself behind a tree, laughing at simons scared expressions.

You actually started to feel a bit bad when he called out for the 3rd time in a row voice wavering as he did so, so you knew it was time to throw in the towel and come clean.

Jumping out at simons turned figure shit eating grin on your face at the scream he let out “holy shit! You should’ve seen your face!”

“Oh haha, very funny y/n! I see how it is” Simon sulked sitting down on the dew covered grass breathing heavily, hands on his knees.

“Oh come on! You can’t really be upset?” You asked, planting yourself next to him on the grass, kicking his leg with your leg.

Truth be told he wasn’t upset, he was just relieved that you were okay, and just scared about what he felt when he didn’t see you at the park bench.

“Yes I’m upset! I thought something happened to you!” He exclaimed shaking his head, chuckling at something that popped into his head.

“Whatre you laughing at?”you asked, smiling wildly before placing a hand under your chin and smiling cheekily “My devilish good looks?”

Simon scoffed, “pfft- no! They are no laughing matter!” He said kicking your shoe clad foot lightly “but what I was laughing at was if you ever did get attacked? Can you imagine that? God they’d go crying back to their mamas if they ever faced you!”

“You’re a kicker!” Simon exclaimed toothy grin on his face as you let out a mock gasp “ah! I am not!”

“You so are!”

“Am not!” You pushed

Simon smiled “Are too”

“Am not!” You frowned pulling up some grass and throwing it at him

“Are too!” He replied “but I love ya anyway”

“Oh shut up! You blushed

“what did you want anyway? You called me to the park at the middle of the night and then left me for 30 minutes!”you spoke turning to look at the blonde boy

“Ah! Right, I wanted to give you this.” He replied looking suddenly bashful as he searched his pockets for something.

“I uh…think I lost it when I was looking for you?” Simon spoke scratching the back of his neck as he searched his pant pockets coming up empty handed aside from a button, a stick of gum, and a tissue.

“Simon!” You exclaimed in exasperation“what was it anyway?”

“It was uh, it was a locket!“ a blush littering simons cheeks as he grinned an embarrassed smile his tooth gap on full display.

“Awww Simon, That’s so sweet. thank you! If we ever find it I promise I’ll never take it off!”

Both you and Simon spent three hours in that park in the middle of the night searching for your locket, no flashlights, just the light of the moon.

It didn’t matter if you both caught a cold a couple of days later, both you and Simon had spent hours together searching, you didn’t find it.

If Simon was being honest majority of the time he was just looking at you, in the moonlight, your hair falling in your face, as you chuckled at how dumb this whole thing was.

“Hey y/n why don’t we just call it a night and go back to yours?maybe watch a movie if something?” The blonde boy asked slightly disheartened by your disappointed expression

“Aww okay!” You called back hands on your hips and frown on your face, as both you and Simon walked back to your house, the warmth of the pretty much empty house was already better as you both snuck back into your room turning on a vhs of some random movie you had throwing off your shoes and getting under your covers

Pulling Simon down with you, as you laid your head on his chest, at first the boy didn’t know what to do his hands stayed away from you until you looked up through your droopy eyes

“What…areee you waiting for? Put your arms round me” you slurred sleepily Simon brought his arms to rest around your midriff as he called out your name

“Y/n?”

“Mm”

“I actually didn’t lose the necklace…”

“Hmm then Why did we spend hours looking for it?” You asked your head still planted firmly on his chest, eyes closed on the verge of sleep

“I just didn’t want the night to end…”

“I didn’t want it to end ‘ither, god I love you…” you yawned out giving in to the bliss of sleep

Simon froze at your words his eyes blowing wide, he just pulled you more into him holding you close to his body.

“I love you too.” He smiled placing a kiss on top of your head “I love you too…”

The memory just made him want to cry over and over again.

Until the red and blue lights off the ambulance and cop cars arrived, his tears shone in the reflection of the lights as he stifled his sobs, his hands gripping your body tighter as the paramedics piled in.

he wouldn’t let go of your body, clinging desperately too you. His friends hands on his shoulders were the only thing that got him to let go. Even tho he physically gave you over, your weight felt like it was still there, choking him.

Joshs face has been watching Simon his hand on his shoulder concern clear in his features “simon…”

Simons red and blotchy face wet with tears glanced up at him

“she’s dead, josh.” His voice hardening anger and despair setting into his voice as he continued;

“she’s dead because of me…”

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criesinliess · 1 year

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straightouttasantacarla · 9 months

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Simon kalivoda x insecure reader head cannons

This was a request. I’m honestly excited to write this one.

Pronouns: gender neutral

Warning: mention of ED mention of SH

Simon kalivoda having an insecure s/o

Deena Kate and Sam invited you and Simon to go swimming

To say you weren’t nervous was a lie

This would be the first time any of them had seen you in your swimming clothes

You were nervous about your body being judged

Simon knew something was going on so he asked you

You confessed that you were insecure

Simon gave one of those “are you serious “ looks

“Y/n you are such an attractive person why are you insecure?”

You being venting to Simon about how you’re scared to show off your body

You explain how you’ve struggled with an eating disorder and even self harm

Simon tells you how perfect you are and how much he loves your body

If you have curves simon loves them

If you have scars from anything they don’t bother him

Anything you are insecure about it doesn’t bother simon

He thinks you are the most beautiful person he has ever seen and he will make sure you know it

You eventually go swimming with the group and after simons pep talk about how perfect and beautiful you are you feel less insecure

A/n I hope you enjoyed. Please send me any requests you have and don’t be a silent reader leave some feedback

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icarus-has-falllen · 2 years

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I beg of you send me Steve Harrington, will byers, and mike wheeler, fear street, Marvel, Ted Nivison, Slimecicle, Schlatt, GARETH EMERSON PLEASE BRO PLEASE SEND IN requests pleaseeee I am in need

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kitseddie · 2 years

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Simon Kalivoda/Reader: Drunk Babysitting Word Count: 960 Fandoms: Fear Street (1994)

It was 12:38 am and you had dozed off on top of your keyboard while typing up an English assignment. A strong knock at the door startled you awake as you ran your fingers over the indents the computer keys left on your face. Who the hell could be knocking at this time? You were lucky your dad was working away again because he would be pissed. You slid on some slippers and wrapped your robe around your body before shuffling downstairs.

Before you could even open the door you heard the same knock again and sighed angrily, swinging it open. Your eyes widened at the sight, two tall police officers towered over you as you immediately stood up straight.

“Excuse me ma’am is this young man your boyfriend?”. One of them moved to the side to reveal a drunk Simon, his hands in cuffs and his arm in a tight grip by one of the officers. You sighed and raised your eyebrows, looking back at them.

“Hmm depends, what did he do?”. He seemed offended by your response and threw up his hands in protest as you held back a small giggle.

“Underage drinking, trespassing, graffi-“. You held up your hands to stop them as you shook your head and sighed, he shrugged at you with such a sweet and innocent look that you couldn’t turn him away. “We’re city police ma’am if we locked up every drunk teenager in Shadyside we’d never be off duty. I just want to get home to my family.” You let out a deep sigh and stared at his puppy dog eyes, before giving in.

“The idiot’s mine. I’ll sober him up and make sure he doesn’t cause any more trouble.” The officer released his grip and Simon pulled himself away angrily, they unlocked his handcuffs as he rolled his sore wrists. They wished you a good night and you noticed Simon turn around to yell something but you covered his mouth just in time, he looked over at you confused as you removed it and kissed him.

“What did you spray paint in the warehouse this time?”. You watched his eyes light up and a wide mischievous smirk appeared on his face.

“Fuck the pigs”. He grinned as you shook your head with a small laugh, holding his chin and pressing your lips against his again. You both walked inside the house and up into your room as you gave him some water and something for the inevitable hangover.

He sat up on your bed and dragged you next to him by the waist as you chuckled, his hands gently moved your hair behind your ear as he began laying small kisses on the inside of your neck. You couldn’t hide the small giggles that you let out when his lips pressed against a sensitive part of your skin, you sighed and pushed him away slightly, remembering he wasn’t sober.

“Thanks for bailing me out, again. I would be lost without you, and like…in jail, probably”. He chuckled, his fingertips gently moving your hair off my shoulder piece by piece as you felt mesmerised by the feeling.

“Yeah well someone’s gotta keep you out of trouble”. You teased, as he smirked and nodded to himself. His eyes still not leaving yours, as he stared at you in awe. As you opened your mouth to speak he pressed his lips against yours suddenly, and you melted into him. You could feel his hand grip your wrist to steady himself, you watched intently as he slowly pulled away and you felt slightly dizzy.

“You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, you hear me?”. His hand gripped both sides of your head as he stared at you, his eyes widening as he spoke. You chuckled slightly at his intensity as he dropped his hands suddenly before tightly gripping both your hands with his own. “I love you”. He shamelessly admitted as your eyes began mimicking his, enlarging to the size of planets.

“Simon, you’re drunk-“. You started, pulling away as he tightened his grip and gently turned you back to face him. He stared at you, he was the most serious that I’ve ever seen him. He was silent and he didn’t have to say anything else to try and convince you, you could see in his eyes that he meant it. “I love you too, god Si I love you so much”. His face erupted into the widest smile as he kissed you as if his life depended on it.

“God I reek of booze, how can you kiss me when I reek of booze?”. You chuckled and ran your fingers through his soft blonde hair, his lips still smiling back at you.

“Pot, booze, cigarettes, you’re a pretty stinky dude.” He shoved you playfully as you chuckled and pushed back against his hands and planted a kiss on his lips. “But you’re so cute that I can’t help but kiss you anyways”. He raised his eyebrows and grinned, kissing your neck gently. You giggled at the tingly feeling, enjoying it for a second before pushing him off. “Get a shower! You need to sober up!”. He rolled his eyes and looked over at the bathroom.

“Come with me?”. You could see the lust in his puppy eyes as you laughed and shook your head with a smile, he groaned and threw up his hands stomping like a toddler to the bathroom to shower. You stared at him, watching him pull off his shirt in the mirror and grinning to yourself. His eye caught yours through the reflection as he blew you a kiss and you caught it, holding it against my chest. You loved him. And he loved you.

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armyangxls · 2 years

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Love So Soft

Simon Kalivoda x Plus Size Reader

Warning(s) : Swearing, little bit of insecurities

Word count : 1155

Summary : Reader gets rejected by their now ex-crush, and Simon comforts them, with more confessions following

You walked out of the entrance of the school,

feelings were overflowing, it felt like the sun beaming down was teasing you from its happiness. Hearing the words “I don’t like you like that.” from your now ex-crush hurt.

“Hey! Hey, what’s wrong?” Simon said in a concerned tone.

“Nothing!” You said in your fake happy voice.

“It’s not nothing, I can tell when you're lying.” He said.

“They like someone else..” You said.

“How do you know that?” He asked.

“They said they were gonna hang out with their crush which hurt and then I impulsively confessed that I liked them, so that’s fun!” You said, tears pricking your eyes.

“Oh, y/n/n… come here.” He said, wrapping his arms around you.

“I just wanted them to feel the same way.” You said muffled into his sweater, hugging him back.

“I know.” He said, rubbing circles in your back.

A few minutes had passed in his soft loving embrace.

“Wanna watch some movies and eat our favorite snacks? Didn’t that movie you’ve been wanting to watch for like forever just come out on VHS?” He said, resting his chin on the top of your head.

You pulled your face away from his sweater,

And nodded eccentrically.

“Yes! That sounds amazing!” You said, your eyes already getting their twinkle back.

“Great!” He said, cupping your cheeks with his hands and kissing your forehead softly.

You both pulled apart from the hug, walking out of the schoolyard.

You walked into Simon’s room.

“Oh shit, I don’t have any comfy clothes to change into.” You said.

“Actually you do, I bought a shirt in your size, for we could share, the other day!” He said, walking to his closet grabbing a purple shirt with Michael Myers on it, and handed it to you.

“Ooh Si, that’s so sweet!” You said, grabbing the shirt.

“I’m gonna go change!” You said, walking out of the room to the bathroom that was a room over.

Changing out of your jeans and the other shirt into the Michael Myers shirt, it was still kinda oversized on you and long reaching to your knees.

You walk back into Simon’s room.

“Hi!” You said, walking towards Simon‘s bed where Simon was laying down resting his head against his pillow that was leaning on the wall, with the tv lit with the movie opening screen.

Simon's eyes went wide seeing you, you reminded him of a renaissance painting, soft, gorgeous, and lovely.

“You’re so cute!” Simon said, quiet enough that you didn’t fully hear him.

“What did you say?” You asked, tilting your head.

“Nothing, hey!” Simon said, smiling, patting the bed beside him so you could lay down.

You sat down then scooted closer to him, laying on your side, and rested your head on his chest.

A few hours passed and the end credits started.

“Can I paint your nails?” He said, excitedly.

“Yeah!” You said,

“Where are the nail polishes?” You said,

“In the container beside the side table.” He said,

You reached down trying to grab the container with your knees on the edge of the bed and the rest of the top of your body stretched to the ground.

“Y/n/n!” Simon called, reaching out to grab your leg before you fell when the rest of you came tumbling down to the carpeted floor.

“Ow!” You squeaked out, rolling onto your back and sat up, sitting criss cross on the floor.

“Are you okay?” He asked, getting off the plush bed, crouching in front of you.

You nodded, looking down at the carpet tears started streaming down your face like rain pouring out of the sky feeling the emotions of everything.

“Are you hurt? What’s wrong?” Simon sputtered out fearing your safety.

“W-when will I find someone who treats me right and l-likes me back?” You stuttered, choking on your tears and emotions.

“Ooh Y/N.” He said, sitting in front of you.

“You have someone right now.” He said, putting his hands on your cheeks and softly wiping your tears away.

“Who?” You sniffed.

“Me!” He said.

“Y-“ You started when Simon Interrupted you.

“You don’t have to like me back! I just wanted to tell you.” Simon rambled.

“Simon, I-I’ve liked y-you since we met in eighth grade when I moved here. I thought you were out of my league.” You stuttered, biting your inner lips.

“I thought you were out of my league.” He said, emphasizing the word you.

“I guess we’re in the same league!” You said, giggling.

“I love you y/n/n, I love your smile especially when it’s a full teeth smile you get so scared of thinking it seems awkward, I love when you flap your arms when your really happy and excited, I love your round cheeks, your thighs, stomach, lips, every single thing about you!“ He said, touching your cheek.

“I love you too, Simon!” You said, wrapping your arms around him, he hugged you back.

You both pulled back from the hug, he put his hands on your cheeks again.

“Wanna kiss?” You asked, wiggling your eyebrows.

“Yeah!” He said, laughing.

You both leaned in your lips meeting his, they were like a bonfire on a cold winter’s night. You put your hands in his hair, your fingers going through his soft curls they felt like an angel’s wing feathers.

A few minutes passed kissing him, and you both pulled apart from the kiss.

“You’ve amazing Simon! Truly and utterly amazing!”

You said, fully catching your breath.

“You are too y/n!” He said.

“Wanna get up from the hard floor and watch ’Are You Afraid of The Dark?’ and cuddle?” You asked, smiling.

“Yes! That sounds immaculate!” He said, standing up.

“Which season?” Simon said, getting the show ready.

“Let’s watch the ghost one, the second season!” You said, laying on his bed.

“That was the first season!” Simon said.

“No, it was the second season!” You said.

“It was the first season!” He sassed.

“It was the second season!” You sassed back.

“I’m pretty sure it was the first season!” He said.

“Fine, try the first season!” You said,

“Okay!” He said, putting VHS in.

He walked over, and laid beside you, he wrapped his arm around you and you laid your head on his chest.

“You were right!” You said, fake rolling your eyes.

“No, you were right!” Simon said, smiling.

“What?” You said, lifting your head up and looking at him.

“Even when you’re ‘wrong’, you’re right!” He said, smiling.

“Oh, thanks!” You said, smiling, and pecked him on the lips.

You laid your head back on his chest listening to his calm heartbeat like it was a peaceful meadow with a soft stream, you closed your eyes content in the moment. Thank goodness your ex-crush didn’t like you back, You had gotten the person you truly liked for so long.

Notes : This is me channeling my feels into fanfic!! I hope you guys like this fanfic!! And you are beautiful inside and out, you deserve to be treated right, you deserve the same effort as you put into a relationships even in friendships!! You are loved!! I love you!! Also you guys should watch Are You Afraid Of The Dark? (1992-) and Are You Afraid Of The Dark? (2019) they’re SOOOO AMAZING!!!

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Could you do FEAR STREET characters reacting to male! Reader being a badass in front of others but soft and shy with them?

Love Your contento btw <3

Hey, sorry it took so long, I'm very busy but I try to dedicate as much time as I can to writing, hope you like it

FEAR STREET HEADCANONS - BEING BADASS WITH OTHERS BUT SOFT WITH THEM

MALE READER

Characters: Kate, Simon, Ziggy, Cindy, Nick

Sorry I ran out of inspiration for tommy and alice

CW: maybe some curse words here and there

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Kate

-what made her interested in you in the first place was your strong personality

-she loves how you always stand up for yourself and others and never let anyone walk over you

-you became friends with simon, and sometimes hang out with the rest of the group

-you became close with Deena, which was hard to do

-kate decided to find out why does her friends like you so much

-she invited you to babysit with her, which was odd, but you didn't complain

-she saw how sweet you were with the kids

-it surprised her, given how you act in public

-she decided she likes that part if you too

-when you started dating everyone saw you as a power couple

-never daring to mess with you

-when the two of you hang out alone you were always gentle with her

-wraping your hand around her when cuddling

-playing with her hand

-always complimenting her

-she liked that she was the only one who gets to see this part of you

Simon

-you were the new worker at the pharmacy

-at first he thought you were scary, having resting bitch face

-never tolerating any bullshit from costumers

-of someone made a scene you stayed unphased, answering passive aggressively so said costumers would know how you feel but won't get you fired

-her was attracted to this, to you

-one of the many shifts you worked together were obnoxiously slow

-so he decided to chat you up

-finally

-two his surprise you had a great humor, and laughed at all of his jokes

-you were soft spoken with him

-next shift you even complimented him

-you started hanging out outside of work, and one day you just kissed

-you were high, but after you sobered up you told him you still wanted to explore things with him

-you stroked his hair, or gave him a gentle kiss, and he was surprised every single time

-he felt proud, that you felt comfortable enough with him to be yourself

Ziggy

-you became best friends the second you both stepped in the camp

-she Sunnyvales were mocking you

-you opened you mouth and so many insults flew out of it

-even Ziggy was flabbergasted

-she instantly took liking to you

-the same day she approached you and asked you if you want to help her with a prank

-of course you said yes

-you were inseparable

-doing everything together

-even sheila was scared to touch you when you were together

-you were both comfortable with each other, but it took you both a little time to complete open up

-ziggy thought that if she'll show her softness you would laugh at her

-but what she didn't expect was you making soft gestures at her first

-you sat in her cabin on the floor, backs leaning on the bed

-she was still eating the pastry you stall from the kitchen, and her hair stuck to her mouth

-so you gently wiped it away and tucked it behind her ear

-she looked at you shocked, but than smiled and continued eating

-later that night you somehow ended up laying on the floor, opposite to each other

-there was a comfortable silence

-ziggy sat up, scooching closer to you

-you made eye contact for a minute

-and than she kissed you

-its was quick, and Ziggy had a questioning waiting look on her face, waiting to see how you react

-you also sat up, touching your palm to her cheek and kissing her

-you decided to keep it casual on the outside

-no body had to know what you do behind closed doors

-of course Cindy picked up the moment you stepped out of the cabin

-oh how much more trouble will be coming to the camp

Cindy

-the first time she noticed you was at breakfast

-the Sunnyvale leaders were announcing something and you boo'd them

-they insulted you, but you didn't stay silent

-you made a snarky comment

-making shadyside laugh

-not just then, but every time you had a comeback

-you didn't let yourself get bullied

-you were strong and witty

-so Cindy had a hate love opinion on you

-she admired how you were never scared

-but also thought you were reckless

-you didn't talk much, but one night you had to do chores together

-she barley spoke to you

-when a younger shadysider came in to ask something

-you were so gentle with them

-you asked them what's wrong and reassured them that's ok

-after helping them you went back to work

-after that Cindy decided she misjudged you

-when made effort to talk to you more, and even defended you sometimes

-one night someone insulted her, and you defended her, making the person look stupid and just plain mean

-she later came to your cabin, thanking you

-you offered her to come in and hang out for a bit

-despite what she thought she actually really enjoyed your time together

-you started hanging out a lot, and after two weeks you decided you were tired of waiting and just confessed to her

-she was silent, and you were afraid you overstepped

-before you had the chance to apologize she leaned forward and kissed you

-a sweet and soft kiss

-she encouraged you to be more "soft" on the outside

-but she secretly enjoys every comeback of yours

-she's proud of you for standing up for yourself and your people

-she would never admit it but it turned her on

Nick

-you were in trouble again

-arguing with his younger brother

-so he tried handling it

-"I don't need your help thank you very much"

-after he came to tell you to behave, or you'll be thrown out

-you just blankly stared at him and walked away, leaving him confused

-he thought you were emotionless

-but than he saw you playing water war with the younger kids, laughing about "losing"

-after a particularly messy dinner, caused by Sunnyvales they forced you to clean it all up by yourself

-so he came to help you

-he were an asshole sure, but he was fair

-you silently cleaned the floor

-"thanks" you said

-not ashamed to accept help this time

-"why do you always get in trouble with my brother, you know if something happens they'll believe him"

-"I can't let you win, you already think we're weak losers, I gotta stand up for myself"

-the next few days you had brief interactions

- acknowledging each other and saying hi

-while you were playing a game, Sunnyvales vs shadysiders, you caught him hiding

-"c'mon sunny boy let's get you to jail"

-he stood up from his hiding place

-you stared at each other, not moving

-you though he's going to attempt to escape but instead he just kissed you hard

-you leaned into the kiss, who slowly turned slow and soft

-he pulled away "you know, I don't think they'll notice us missing for a bit" he smiled at you

-you ended up spending the whole night together

-trying to explain in the morning that you're both just that good at hiding

-you both knew that wasn't true

-you spend almost all the time together

-hiding from others

-snicking glances and touches

-at day you pretended to hate each other, lightly insulting each other

-but at night, when you were all alone, you say together quietly talking

-you were the first person nick could open up to, and he was yours

-you became each other's comfort

-he decided he can never lose you, and he'll do anything to keep you with him

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