Lavender Haze | Jenna Ortega x Fem (G!P) Reader imagines

AN:/ Randomly wanted to write this.
I'm currently grocery shopping right now as I type this, and they have the music on full blast to Hard Times by Paramour 🤧🫶

My delulu brain started fixating and imagining all sorts of scenarios. I'm dealing with this for now. This is just something cute and short. haha

Started the beginning half while waiting for the ridiculous queueing to pay for my own food 😒

Note: AU where Ghostface didn't give my girls lifetime trauma.

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"So what exactly do we need? I can't look at the list Sam gave us. The names of local organic brands in that paper are gonna trigger the Emetophobia I didn't know I had."

Tara huffed as she walked beside Y/n down the street to the nearest Costco. Arms crossed and brows furrowed. Tara was only 5 foot flat but emanated such a menacing aura no different from her older sister that the wave of passerbys gave them a wide berth.

Y/n could only shake her head as she unfurled the alarmingly long grocery list that Sam shoved into Tara's hands, which then the younger Carpenter immediately passed to her girlfriend.

Sam had happily volunteered to captain the little endeavour of cooking for their friends tonight.Their little friend group consisted of Her, Tara, Mindy, Chad, Sam, Anika, and just most recently Quinn and Ethan. The last 2 were included since Ethan was Chad's new room mate, and Quinn was his sister.

They had decided to have a little get-together to celebrate Halloween earlier. It was unconventional because no one celebrated like they did back in Woodsboro. Movie marathons of the 'Stab' movies and having dinner and an eventual food fight with melted chocolate.

When Sam had volunteered, none was more opposed than Tara herself. The others who didn't live with Sam on a daily basis didn't have the (according to Tara) unfortunate circumstance of being subjected to her 'healthy options' meals. They didn't understand or so Tara would complain to her.

"Well, I see some eggs,tomotaoes, some steaks for Barbeque, and all other stuff. Oh, and gluten-free everything that we can find in there." Y/n eventually gave up when she was halfway through the list. Brows scrunching as she couldn't even pronounce most of the brand names of the snacks Sam scribbled in here as an afterthought.

Tara groaned as she snatched the list. Y/n swears that if Tara could roll her eyes any further back, she'd be able to see her own brain cringe at what her eyes saw.

"Oh my God. What the fuck is this?"

Y/n just sighed as she took back the list and proceeded to cover Tara's eyes. With hand over her eyes, the shorter one was blindly led into the automatic doors at Costco.

"Close your eyes and breathe, love. What did the counsellor say to you last time?"

Tara just leaned back into Y/n as she was basically manoeuvred around where they had to go. Y/n pulled out a cart as she expectantly looked at Tara when she had no response.

"He said to control my temper." Tara pouted with arms still crossed. Eyes narrowed.

"Exactly." Y/n leaned forward and gave her a kiss on the forehead as some kind of reward for giving the correct answer.

Tara immediately deflated like a lead balloon. Smiling at the action, she stretched her arms out for a hug, which Y/n happily gave. With a giggle, Tara suddenly hoisted herself up into Y/n's arms. Legs wrapping around slender waists in a tight lock.