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just testing to see if the quarry fandom is alive. please like this if you see it.
Valentine day’s headcanons with the quarry characters?
YAYY I WAS HOPING FOR A REQUEST LIKE THIS
The Quarry characters Valentines day headcanons!!
Dylan shows no love to bears for Valentines day 💔
All of these are Gender Neutral as usual EXCEPT Dylan ofc.
Wrote for the entire cast.. ENJOY 😍
Now that I'm on vacation I have too much free time, in fact in addition to watching Arcane I bought The Quarry after two years
Bad idea
Now I'm not only obsessed with Silco and Vander
THESE TWO DIVINITIES
Now I'm also obsessed with these two:
David Arquette and Ted Raimi OMFG
I'm sick of them all
All platforms are too poor in content of these two charming men
(I WILL PROBABLY START WRITING SOMETHING FOR ALL 4 OF THEM AND START NOW)
I need more Chris Hackett x reader fanfic 💔
I need him, actually 😓
The Quarry
TAKING RISKS BEHIND CLOSED DOORS: Chris Hackett x fem!reader
Summary: This is quite risky, she thinks but the thought disappears as soon as his lips touch her skin...
Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I may have made while I wrote this short story.
Warnings: swearing, suggestive themes
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This is quite risky, the thought appears at the back of her mind, but it disappears just as quickly when Chris Hackett's lips touch her neck.
His kisses are slow, lingering; the kind that makes her forget about everything other than him. Her right hand runs along his back, caressing it even if his shirt is in the way - the gentle touch becomes rough a few times, when his kisses roughen up, making her whole being burn.
"Chris-" she tries to get his attention unsuccessfully, because the man is paying more attention to her skin and how his touch makes her act.
She can hear the music downstairs, she can hear the kids singing - her friends are probably there too, wondering where she went. They are doing their job, the job she also should be doing. Instead she's feeling really close to Heaven with her back against a door and Chris' body so close to hers.
"Chris-" she tries again and this time she's successful.
Her lover looks her in the eyes as his kisses come to a stop, but even then his hands are still moving. One is beside her head, keeping the both of them steady; while the other is holding her waist, his thumb gently drawing shapes into the material of her shirt.
"What is it darling?"
The way he says 'darling' sets her insides on fire and she almost forgets what she wanted to say in the first place.
"They'll figure it out." she starts explaining. "We both disappeared on them."
"Let them." he says as he presses a kiss to her cheek. "At least they'll have something to gossip about."
It would be so easy to forget about the dinner downstairs and let Chris love her and prove his love to her. She could easily let them gossip, let herself be the reason for those gossips as well.
She could let all of that happen. They aren't doing anything wrong after all, they're both adults who can date if they want to. She could let Emma call her a whore playfully, she could let Dylan send her teasing looks...
She could let go just this once...
She's about to let her feelings rule her body, when she hears a pretty scary sound from behind the door. Someone stepped inside Chris' office, the room what's right behind her. For a second she thinks she forgot how to breath.
"Mr. H?" a voice calls out and she bites her lower lip to keep her sounds of pleasure back after Chris playfully bit her skin as his hand kept on drawing those shapes.
She knows that voice. Ryan is the one in the other room, he is the one who could hear everything if they aren't quiet, he is the one who could open that door and make them fall in any second.
She puts her hand on Chris' shoulder, pushing him back. Their eyes meet and Chris smiles, his gestures hiding a special kind of mischief, the kind only she could see and no one else.
"He isn't here?" another voice speaks up and she freezes completely - that's Dylan. God, it's a risky situation!
"No." Ryan answers. "But I really need to talk to him."
"About the swimming lessons?"
"Yeah, about those too."
Her gaze must be full of fear. Chris must be able to read that correctly, but he doesn't seem to care. Instead he leans in and kisses her, their lips meeting in a slow and loving kiss - later forming into something more passionate.
Her mind is blank, empty, unable to focus on anything else but him, not being able to care about her own fear of becoming the whore of her friendgroup. She can't think that through, because Chris' kisses are too good.
"Did you check in here?"
The kisses linger and soon her neck is bitten and sucked again, and she has to press her lips tightly together to stay quiet.
Only then does it occur to her that Dylan means the door - the door behind which she is being kissed and loved. She tries to make Chris listen to her even if she can't speak up. She tries to tell him silently that if they don't stop they are screwed. She tries all of that with the last pieces of care she has in herself - and then, after a kiss right under her ear and the feeling of his fingertips touching and grabbing her naked skin under her shirt, she whimpers. She gives up and prays, not finding anymore power to refuse all the affection.
She hears a very quiet click. She feels Chris' other arm move and realizes with a grin that he just locked the door.
"Dude, just let it go. We'll see him at the firepit later anyway."
The doorknob still jiggles and the wood still shakes. Dylan still tries to open it, unsuccessfully.
"I always wanted to know what's behind that door."
It'd be a great surprise, she thinks.
As Dylan's steps fade away a bit, the kisses stop and she hears an almost unnoticeable whisper: 'Be quiet now...'.
She hears the smile in his voice even if she can't see it. She can imagine the almost smirk like curl of his lips.
Quiet.
Stay quiet.
She leans back, tilting her head to the side to give Chris more access to her neck.
Damn what the others think or know. Damn Emma's teasing words and Dylan's playful looks.
She can feel good about herself for a day too.
¡camp counselor goes missing! ♡
thinking about mr. h fucking a cute little camp counselor. he has two months to blow his load into you and fuck you on the desk in his office. it’s even riskier when the walls are paper thin and you’re babbling sweet little ‘no’s.
“god...” he groans, hands squeezing your hips before loosening his grip. “this sweet little pussy is all mine, hm?”
you’re so cute as you lie in his bed, lips parted and panting while he rocks into you. your thighs sticky and coated with his cum. his name leaves your lips in a mewl, hands coming up to push at his hips and head shaking no.
“don’t push me away... nuh-uh— everyone’s out for the day, sweetheart. it’s just me n’ you.”
god, he just wants to tie you up and put you in the basement— maybe even that little door behind his closet. he’ll tell everyone else you went on a hike and never returned.
howl
lover of mine pt.3/? (part two here)
chris hackett
x counselor!oc
2.4k words
playlist
“Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters”
!! SPOILERS FOR THE QUARRY (2022) !!
warnings: age gap (48/21), camp owner x counselor, language, i think that’s it, doesn’t follow the story exactly/dialogue is different
TRAVIS HACKETT X FEM!READER
NOVEL AI HELPED ME WRIT ETHIS ONE DADDIES.... sorry its been a while...
TRIGGER WARNINGS: SMUT kind of..., POOP, MINI KYLES ARE NOT ALLOWED.
You were driving to hacketts quarry when a cop started following you and screamed at you to pull over.
you pulled over and the cop came up to your windo. he had almost no hair and it was black hair on his head his brown eyes were fuckin dark... he looked scary but sexay.
he said "i am a police officer"
you replied "fuck off"
he then grabbed your arm and twisted it behind your back and pushed you out of the car and onto your knees.
he turned around and spread his ass cheeks showing his asshole to you.
he slowly walked towards you, bent over, and lifted up his legs.
he was wearing white athletic shorts with a big hole in them where his ass stuck out.
"POCKY!" you screamed shoving your finger up his butthole.
he cried out grabbing your wrists and twisting them behind your back while he pulled down your pants and panties so that your ass was exposed too.
then he put his hands on both sides of your face and tilted it backwards while pushing down hard into your throat making you gag and throw up all over him.
"OH FUCKIN NASTAY!" he yelled pulling your pants back up and smacking yer head with his hand.
He took his belt off and slapped you across your face with it several times and then held it in front of your face and asked you if you wanted to go to jail for resisting arrest?
"YES SIR I DO!" you yelled fliiping off the direction of hacketts quarry.
"THATS RIGHT! YOU WANT TO GO TO JAIL?! THEN COME HERE AND GET TASCHED WITH THIS COUNTDOWN." he said slapping the belt against his cock and balls and rubbing them all over your face.
"EW!" you yelled
*fart*
"BRO U FARTED!" ypu yelled
"I WAS JUST TELLING THE LIEBERAL BITCH ABOUT HOW I AM NOT A REAL COP BUT WHATS YOUR PROBLEM? IN MY OPINION ITS TIME WE GOT SOME REAL ACTION STARTED OUT ON THE ROAD! SO IF YOU ARE DOWN FOR IT BRO THEN LET ME KNOW!"
*squeak*
"MY ASSHOLE IS UPON UR FACE NOW SO THAT MEANS IM IN CHARGE OF THE DICTATE FROM THIS POINT ON!" he said slapping you across the face again.
you were so scared your legs felt weak and you fell to the ground.
"GET UP YET ANOTHER LITTLE HUMAN IS ABOUT TO JOIN US!" he said taking his hand away from your mouth and slapping you across the face with his other hand.
you got up and felt a sudden rush of energy coursing through your body as you stood up.
then he pulled a white wolf out of his car that was deadly trying to bite him..
"SILAS BE FREE! AND BITE Y/N!" he yelled and y/n ran toward the car and jumped in the back seat.
"SILAS! STOP! HE'S GONNA KILL ME!" y/n yelled looking at silas who was trying to devour her.
"NO! NO! SILAS! I LOVE YOU!" y/n yelled jumping up on top of silas and holding on tightly to his fur.
"Y/N WAIT! PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME!" he yelled jumping out of the window and running after y/n and falling on his ass.
you saw him getting up and you ran towards him.
"HURRY UP! CALL 911!" he said picking up his phone and calling the police.
you picked up the cell and called 911.
the operator answered and y/n began talking to her.
"Y/N WHATS HAPPENING?" y/n asked crying.
"THE POLICE ARE COMING! THEY ARE TRYING TO HELP ME!" y/n cried.
"IS SILAS OK?!" y/n asked
"OH FUCK BABY ETS FUCK!" yelled chris hackett who came running out of the woods
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!" he yelled grabbing the cop who was still choking y/n.
"HE CHOKED HER! BUT SHE'S OK NOW!" y/n cried
"YOU HAVE THE MOST HORRIBLE ATTACK OF STUPIDITY EVER!"
"LETS FUK DADY!" y/n said to chris hackett who just stared at her.
"DADDY!" you yelled seeing that y/n had gone insane.
chris hackett looked at you then y/n and then the cop.
all three of them started making out with eachother.
you couldn't believe what you were seeing.
"ITS LIKE I WENT TO COLLEGE OR SOMETHING!" y/n said
you heard a car honking outside.
you farted as you ran off to the woods
Guess hacketts quarry was the way to go after all
THANKS NOVEL AI FOR WRITING ME THIS PEICE OF ART