#AND she's from Woodsboro!! everyone from Woodsboro is weird as shit

[autism-swagger]

I desperately want to know where the mischaracterization of Tara being cool came from. He was most likely raised primarily by his sister, who's the daughter of fucking Billy Loomis. I think she's contractually obligated to be a weird little freak.

#and also even disregarding the Billy thing Sam is really fuckin weird too #AND she's from Woodsboro!! everyone from Woodsboro is weird as shit #not to mention that he's also just a major fuckin loser #I know the Sam raising Tara thing is technically a headcanon but I'm choosing to think of it as canon. try and stop me. you can't #Christina and/or Sam definitely got called a lot by the school when Tara was younger because he was biting his classmates #he 100% hisses and growls at people. even as an adult #seriously though what is with fandoms always mischaracterizing my blorbos #Tara tag #horror tag #og fandom post tag

[stabortega]

SAM CARPENTER HCS — DATING HER

Summary: What it would be like to date Sam Carpenter.

Pairings: Sam Carpenter x Fem!Reader.

Warnings: SFW & NSFW. Implied fem reader, she/her pronouns used. MDNI.

Author's note: Not much to say, look at those arms tho. 🤤

MASTERLIST.

SFW:

You've met Sam through her job (one of them).

She's a waitress at one of your favorite diners, but after seeing her face, you had one more reason to go eat there everyday.

Sam had issues and that was obivous.

You didn't knew what had happened, and Sam didn't knew if that was a good or a bad thing.

You knew something was off when you looked at her, while she was serving your morning coffee, and she would just look away.

Like if she wanted to look, but she couldn't.

One day, the diner was about to close and she was cleaning everything up, while you finished your last mug of coffee.

So, you handed her your phone number written on that 10 dollar bil that Sam swore she wouldn't keep it.

And of course, she did. She rather have 10 dollars out of her paycheck than to miss the opportunity of having your number.

Sam was scared.

Everyone who came into her life got involved into her mess, one way or another. She didn't wanted that for you.

And although she didn't even knew a single thing about you (despite the fact that you liked your coffee black), she cared deeply about you.

But after you guys started exchanging texts, she realized that all she wanted was to be herself with you.

Behind all of that protectiveness, Sam was just insecure. She just didn't felt safe anymore.

And she hated not having control of things.

Which is why you guys' first date made her anxious as fuck.

She didn't knew what do to, or what to say. She was scared to drive you away with all of her baggage.

But you, and thank god for that, took the matters into your own hands.

Being the extroverted girl you always were, you talked about pretty much everything all night. All of your favorite movies, your favorite music.

You even explained to Sam why purple was the superior color for a good amount of time.

And all of the anxiety she felt before, suddenly was gone.

Needless to say she kissed you goodnight after that amazing date.

Sam proved herself to be an amazing girlfriend, actually.

You would visit her at the diner everyday, sometimes you guys would even walk home together.

But for a very especific reason, Sam would never let you go upstairs to her place.

And you didn't knew why; she never told you.

You thought it could be her sister who didn't liked you, her friends who thought you might be weird; maybe she was a secret hoarder.

But all of the questioning came to an end when she drove you to college one day, and your friends saw her face for the first time.

"Holy shit, is that the Woodsboro girl?" One of your friends said after she left.

"Who?" You asked, confused.

"You don't know what she did? Dude, she's a murderer."

That night, you and Sam had a heated argument.

You were sad that after 6 months of dating, she couldn't even be real with you. It's like she didn't even trusted you enough.

"How would I tell this to you, (Y/N)?? No one teaches you to tell your girlfriend that you had to kill someone, god damnit." You took a deep breath, and looked at her.

"Look at me, baby. I don't care what you did, what you had to do, or what happened back in that town. I believe in you. I trust you." And that was what Sam needed to hear. From anybody. From you.

After that argument, you guys rarely fought anymore. You gave her time, and space. You understood her issues, you took care of her.

Eventually, you got to meet her friends, her roommates,and especially her sister, Tara.

And you guys hit it off right away, which made Sam so happy and relieved.

"You really like her, don't you?" Tara said, while Sam and her were together in the kitchen. Sam looked at you and Chad playing some Mario Kart together, laughing and making fun of each other while Mindy and all of the gang were laughing as well.

"Yeah, I do."

Sam is the kind of girlfriend who pretty much always wants to break up with you because her mind tells her to do so.

She's just too scared to hurt you, to bring you into her life.

But she's also very caring, being the most incredibly sweet girl you've ever met.

When she's home from work, tired, all she wants do to is cuddle you and feel your fingers onto her her.

She's just a huge softie sometimes.

NSFW:

Everything about Sam being a softie doesn't apply here.

It took you guys a certain amount of time to finally have sex.

Mainly because Sam was just insecure.

But when you finally did, you've asked yourself how the fuck could she be so insecure?

She was just that good.

Sam is a dom most of the times, like I've said; she feels safer when she's in control.

And she's a good dom, lemme tell you that.

She's the kind of dom who wants to overstimulate you so bad until you use your safe word.

She wants to make you feel the better you've ever felt.

Her favorite position is the missionary (especially with the strap).

There's something about looking at your face while she fucks you raw that just gets her going.

One of her biggest kinks is also mommy daddy kink.

And she kinda found out by accident.

You were supposed to call her mommy, just like she'd asked you.

Somehow, daddy came out instead.

And now she won't stop railing you untill you call her that again. And again.

And again.

She's VERY into dirty talking.

She could easily make you cum just by whispering all of the things she wanna do with you.

"Fuck, you like that? Look at your fucking face, you wished I was fucking your mouth too. God, you're such a slut. Your pussy is made for me to fuck."

And at that point she was fucking you so good that all you could do was nod and whimper.

Sam also prefers to fuck at your place, mainly because she's terrified that Tara finds out she has a sex life.

And let's never forget about the day Mindy has caught you two.

"Oh, my god! I am so, so sorry- Wait, is that a butt plug?"

So now Sam's traumatized enough.

And also, she has a huge toy collection that she absolutely adores using on you.

Like I've said, overstimulation is a big thing for her, and she wants to fuck you in every way possible.

And at the same time.

"Fuck, look at you... So fucking tight yet so ready for me, huh?" She whispered while she was fucking your ass with one of the plugs. "Bet daddy can make you cum just by fucking your ass, don't you think?"

But when Sam bottoms, though.

Seeing her so vulnerable, so submissive, gets you going like crazy.

Sam didn't allowed herself to be in that position for a very long time, it's safe to say she's insecure about that too. But you respected her time, her space.

And now she's a whore in bed with you.

Sam loves when you fuck her in all fours, it makes her feel like she's a dog in heat and that makes her crazy.

When you pull her hair, slap her ass, god.

She has a big mirror in her room, and something about watching you fuck her gets her so turned on.

And you knew that.

"Look up, baby. Look at your face while I'm fucking that tight pussy of yours."

Also, she has zero gag reflex. You do whatever you want with that information.

Being completely honest here, Sam doesn't really knew much about aftercare.

Mainly because all of the people she's been with never really cared enough to do it, so she was unaware.

But, of course, you taught her. And you took care of her.

And everytime you guys were done, she would look at you and ask if you were okay, if she hurt you too much.

She loved you too much to hurt you, at that point.

#scream #melissa barrera x reader #sam carpenter x reader #sam carpenter #melissa barrera #sam carpenter smut #melissa barrera smut #scream 2022 #scream vi #scream movies

[dizscreams]

Hey could I request Sam x fem reader where reader was friends with Tara and the twins, then starts dating Sam in secret. They attend a party and a guy is too flirty and weird towards reader so protective Sam swoops in

YESS PROTECTIVE SAM <33

Secret Love — Sam Carpenter ★

PAIRING: Sam x fem!reader

SUMMARY: you and Sam are in a secret relationship. when someone gets too touchy and flirty at a party Sam steps in

WARNINGS: none!

You were at a frat party with Tara, Chad, Mindy, Anika, Ethan, and Sam. Sam is your girlfriend of almost a year now. After all you went through in Woodsboro together you guys got closer and it was easy since you already knew Tara and the twins beforehand.

She thought it’d be best to have your relationship be a secret because she wasn’t ready for anything public after Richie and you understood. It sucked not being able to just kiss her at public events like this but you both always managed. Small touches, hand holding so you both won’t get “lost”, Sam always whispering stuff in your ear. Mindy and Anika had their suspicions but along with everyone, ruled it out as you two just being best friends.

You and Tara were shocked she actually came to this party, Anika and Chad were pretty excited though. They loved dragging everyone to shit like this. Sam told you she came because she wanted to keep an eye on you but you liked to think it was because she missed you. Which was probably the case.

You had separated from the group temporarily to get a drink from the kitchen, you figured you could at least have a little fun tonight. You were stressed enough with exams coming up so this was the least you could do to get your mood up. Without realizing it you had bumped into a guy and spilt your drink.

“Shit, I’m sorry-”

“You wanna watch where you’re fucking going?”

The guy was clearly drunk but you rolled your eyes, not really caring for his attitude. “I said sorry.” You tried walking away but he grabbed your arm pulling you back in front of him. “Let go of me.” You struggled to get out of his grasp since this guy was clearly stronger than you, he was basically towering over you. “Cmon sweetheart, you owe me. This is a nice shirt.”

“I dont owe you shit!” You yelled, hopefully getting someone’s attention but you think the music was too loud. He chuckled, “Lets go.”, and tried dragging you away before he got pushed into the counter, causing him to let go. “Get the fuck away from her.” You recognized the voice to be Sam’s and quickly went over to her. “Thank god, come on let’s go, Sam.”

“One second.” She said while going towards the guy who was muttering swears as he tried standing up straight. “Sam, don’t do anything stup-“

You tried telling her, but she had already gotten her taser and tased him in the balls. Everyone around you guys shouted “ooo” and “holy shit!”

“Okay, now we can go!” She grabbed your hand and you both quickly made your way out of the kitchen while giggling and went to look for your friends. You went to find Mindy and Anika while Sam tried finding Ethan, Tara, and Chad.

You found Anika and Mindy on the couch talking. “Cmon, Min we gotta go Sam tased someone.”

“What? Why?”

“This guy was being weird to me so she helped me out.”

Mindy gave Anika a look and a slight smirk before grabbing her hand and getting up, “Alright.”

Tara, Chad, Ethan, and Sam caught up with you guys and you all walked back to the apartments. Sam let everyone walk ahead of you guys before she gave you a quick peck on the lips.

“I told you the taser would come in handy.” You scoffed and shook your head while she laughed and went to catch up with the others. She was your little knight in shining armor. :)

IM TRYING MY BESTTT TO CATCH UP ON REQUESTS IM SORRY EVERYONEE </3

#scream 6 #samantha carpenter #samantha carpenter x reader #sam carpenter x reader #sam carpenter #ethan landry #mindy meeks #tara carpenter #dizzy writes?! 😵‍💫

[tilvcei]

► 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐓

⭢ In which: you and your boyfriend, including your friend get attacked at the house. but you get brutally injured. and one ghostface in particular seems to regret hurting you but— for some reason is mainly after your boyfriend.

☆ | warning(s): blood , stabbing , gore[?]

☆ | note: I really didn’t know how I was going to do this but I made sure to add some extra details to the whole setting and stuff. also, your boyfriend name is Mandy, go with it please :D [i tried lol] also, enjoy!

☆ | gender: they/them (reader)

☆ | REMINDER: Mandy is NOT apart of the scream franchise, he’s just an add in and an oc of mines!! this is all fiction which is not real, don’t take this seriously.

It was just a normal night at sam’s house. it made you a bit more safer, having Mandy — your boyfriend with you, add that as a extra point cause he was protective of you. Ethan was here too, probably as a tag along or a friend, you didn’t know.

But, for some reason— he was extremely nice to you. well, you don’t see it as weird it’s just..odd. you’ve known him for a minute but other than that there was nothing between the two of you.

Mandy has been with you since day one. even after what happened in woodsboro, everyone getting killed. the Amber and Richie situation, and all that crazy stuff.

Anika turned it to the news station, you just found out that Jason carvey had died and someone else, was it all happening again? this is the main reason you had ran away from woodsboro. to get away from this bullshit.

Mandy wrapped his arms around his waist, pressing a kiss to your forehead. if you had seen Ethan’s intense stare at the both of you, then you’d feel a shiver run down your spine.

Oh, how much he hated how that wasn’t you positioned in-between his legs sitting there. it wasn’t fair. why couldn’t that be him? why? it wasn’t fair.

"So, it’s happening all over again?" you questioned, a tremble in your voice, showing how truly scared you were. Mandy placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

"No it’s not. we’re gonna be fine. I swear." Mandy whispered to you, you wrapped your arms around his arm and squeezed it tightly.

Ethan glanced over at Mandy while taking a swig of his beer, then he looked away with a scoff.

Mandy turned to him, "somethin’ wrong landry?" he questioned, he’s been suspicious of Ethan since— forever. Him and Chad being the only two males that were friends and then Ethan decided to come in the picture? kind of odd.

"Oh? n-no! uh, nothings wrong." Ethan said, blushing a bit when he noticed you staring at him with a small smile, "leave him alone Mandy, he’s just watching tv." you said with a little giggle.

Ethan felt a smile form on his lips from your giggle, god he loved hearing your voice so much. which is why he was annoyed Mandy got to hear it all the damn time.

"I wasn’t trying to be an asshole, sorry man." Mandy apologized to Ethan, Ethan nodded, "Nah it’s cool, you did nothing wrong." he replied.

Then something clicked, "wait a sec, aren’t you supposed to be at econ?" asked Mandy.

Well shit. there’s a little mess up right there.

"Ah, shit. right! thanks man." Ethan said and grabbed his jacket and backpack, hurrying out the door.

You watched as he left, a frown appearing on your lips. you just hoped he was okay, that’s all. nothing more to it.

———

After a few hours of watching the news, a scratch was heard from the front door, making you stop in your tracks. where the hell was that coming from?

"Hey, guys?" you called out, everyone who was in the kitchen looked at you in confusion, Mandy was the first to stand up and walk over to you, then next was tara.

Tara put a hand on your shoulder, "what, what’s wrong?" she questioned, you didn’t answer and felt your hands shaking in fear. why did you feel so scared?

Something didn’t feel right.

Chad, Sam, Mindy, and Anika appeared too. Mandy turned to you with a look of concern, if anything his freckles were distracting you.

You gripped his hand tightly and pointed at the door, everyone followed your gaze and their eyes landed on the door.

"I hear something. I don’t know what it sounded like but I heard screaming too." you explained, but then you jumped when more banging sounds came from the door and screaming.

Was a massacre happening in there or what? Mandy pushed you behind him while you were still holding his hand tightly.

"Run." Mindy said. and right after she said that, the door busted open and you saw Quinn’s dead body fall ontop of Anika who screamed.

There stood ghostface in the door way, making his way towards all of you. your feet moved faster than you thought it would as you started running.

"This shit again?" Mandy muttered under his breath, annoyed that nobody could get a break from this thing.

He himself started running, ghostface turned his attention to mindy and Anika, mindy tried hitting him but he/she dodged it and stabbed her in the arm, you heard her scream.

Mindy fell to the ground and her back hit the couch, "Get the fuck away from her!" yelled Anika as she wrapped her arms around his leg and hitting it.

Ghostface looked down at her, even though you couldn’t see it you knew somehow he/she was glaring.

Ghostface grabbed Anika by the neck, cutting off her oxygen as he/she did so, his/her grip getting tighter around her neck. you let out a horrified gasp and watched as ghostface brought his knife out.

he/she aimed it right at her stomach, plunging the knife in and twisting her guts while he/she did so. you felt like you were about to throw up, her screams echoed in the room.

Do something. stop standing there.

you searched the kitchen for a knife, when you grabbed it- you had so much fear that you even accidentally cut yourself.

You ran back inside the livingroom, you slipped on one foot but you caught yourself, "leave her the hell alone!" you yelled, stabbing ghostface in his/her shoulder.

he/she flinched before turning to you, his/her actions were slow, like he/she was eyeing you up and down to see if you were a threat. and you could’ve swore..you heard a deep chuckle- was he/she, laughing?

He/she dropped Anika to the ground, the girl groaned in pain and you could hear her sobbing.

Ghostface was slowly starting to make his/her way towards you now. but no, you weren’t gonna let your guard down that easily. not at all.

Mandy appeared with Sam, they were watching ghostface closely, if he or she were to attack they’d be prepared.

"On three..we attack, okay?" Sam whispered to Mandy, he nodded, "got it." he replied.

Ghostface grabbed you by the arm and threw the knife to the ground, "to hell with it, now!" Sam yelled, Mandy and Sam came from behind ghostface and attacked him.

Sam put ghostface in a headlock while Mandy got the knife out of his hands— but somehow this ghostface seemed to be stronger..? as well as more aggressive.

"(Y/n), go, run now!" Sam yelled, you hurried and started running. you heard what sounded like a 'No' come from ghostface.

Mandy froze and so did sam, what did he/she just say? how-

This gave ghostface a chance to hit sam with a right hook to the face, knocking her to the ground. Ghostface swiped Mandy underneath his feet causing him to fall.

"Pretty boys die first, huh?" said the ghostface, tilting its head, Mandy didn’t respond and instead punched him/her in the gut, "fuck you, man!" Mandy yelled.

When you heard Mandy yell, you stopped in your tracks, Anika and Mindy where hiding in a room and trying to get the window open, Anika sat on the bed, clutching her bleeding stomach.

No, you couldn’t leave him. he was the only thing keeping you sane.

Running out of the room you grabbed a brick and started running towards ghostface who was sitting on Mandy’s waist, Mandy tried getting out of his grasp.

"GET AWAY FROM HIM!" you shouted, before anyone could process anything, you hit ghostface in the head, you watched as he/she fell to the ground.

You helped mandy up, sam helping you as well. Mandy was quick to wrap his arms around you in a hug, "you okay, (Y/n)?" he asked, you nodded.

Sam wrapped a protective arm around you and mandy, watching ghostface closely to see if he/she would get back up again.

And he/she did.

The knife was supposed to aim for mandy but instead…

It hit you. right in the stomach. you let out a scream in pain, the ghostface was quick to recoil in surprise.

"Shit, run! Mandy, get the knife!" sam yelled as she sent a kick to ghostface as he/she fell back

You ran into the room Mindy and Anika were in, Mandy holding you in his arms as he was applying pressure to your wound.

"We have to go, sam you first. also your, uh, Jiminy cricket boyfriend is there." Mandy joked, "it is not the time to be joking mandy. But I’ll admit; it was funny." Sam said with a small but quick chuckle.

Sam was the first to go, mindy was holding the dresser against the door so ghostface wouldn’t get in.

you didn’t have much time because the quicker he or she was in here, the quicker he/she’d slaughter you all in this room.

"M-Mandy, you go. I’ll be right behind you, ok?" you said, groaning in pain when the pain from your stomach didn’t stop.

Mandy shook his head, "No, no. you go." he said, you turned to him with a irritated glare.

"Now is not the time to be the hero. just go, please!" you begged, mandy felt tears form in his eyes as they fell down.

You only nodded at him, he placed a quick kiss to your lips before making his way to the window.

he hurried and got to the other side, not even looking down. Sam and her boyfriend helped her inside.

Next was mindy, you didn’t hear her and anika’s conversation. you sat there in the corner clutching your stomach painfully.

"(Y/n), y-you have to go. th-they’ll be in here soon, go." Anika ordered, you made your way over to her before pulling her into a hug, "I’ll be right behind you." she whispered.

once you let go, you made your way towards the window. Anika did was she told you, she said she’d be right behind you.

You moved back a little to let her go first, she gave you a curt nod, even though the ladder was creaking you had to go. and you couldn’t look down either.

You noticed sam, mindy, and Mandy’s eyes widen, "(Y/n), anika, you both have got to hurry right now." Mindy said frantically while she was sobbing.

Your stomach was still hurting, "c’mon (Y/n) I’m right here, okay? don’t look back either." Mandy said, a sob escaping his mouth as tears fell from his eyes.

"Mandy, I’m scared." you said. even though you didn’t want to continue you knew you’d have to.

You weren’t supposed to turn around but you did, and when you did you saw ghostface right there. staring you and Anika down.

"(Y/N), ANIKA, YOU BOTH HAVE TO HURRY." Mindy yelled, you tried crawling but your hands were staring to slip.

And that’s when you felt it, a hand wrapped itself around your ankle in a tight grip, the grip being so tight it caused your ankle to bleed.

"No, let me go! let me go!" you yelled, ghostface started dragging you backwards and towards him/her, whoever the hell it was.

"C’mere pretty thing." The voice was raspy and rough, who the hell was under that mask? you started sobbing.

"Get away from— me!" you yelled, kicking the person in the face. Anika pushed you in front of her and this seemed to have enraged whoever was under that ghostface mask.

"Come on, I got you." Mandy whispered, holding his hand out for you to reach, you desperately tried grasping his hand, but your fingers kept slipping each time.

Ghostface started shaking the ladder and pushing it side by side, anika started screaming, "I don’t wanna die, I don’t wanna die!" Anika screamed.

Then, as the ladder kept shaking, it tilted, causing you to almost fall. Anika on the other hand…she wasn’t as lucky.

You heard her scream and then a loud bang was heard, she fell to the ground with thud.

Mandy and sam held onto your hand and hauled you up and into the window, you hid your face in Mandy’s chest. his arms wrapping around you as he placed a kiss on your forehead.

He felt eyes bore into the two of you, he slowly turned around to see the ghostface staring at you two. he could feel the anger radiating off of the person.

Who. was. that?

Part two? Idk, hope you enjoyed!

#ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #scream 6 #scream 6 x reader #scream vi #x reader #scream

[bobbin-buckley]

In The End, You Were My First Love ❤️‍🩹

Chapter 1

He’s Back

Tara Carpenter x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smoking, mentions of Ghostface/murder, Amber being an ass, mentions of Abuse/Neglect, slight Homophobia

A/n: Not spelled checked 🙃

•———————————•

“He’s Back”

Flipping through the daily news

Even if it was a new era, you could basically get the news on tv more or on phones, but you, yes you, didn’t have a phone only a house phone.

You lived in a trailer in Woodsboro, were the classic murders of the famous Ghostface lived.

Boy were you glad you weren’t involved, but that might just take a turn.

Sitting on your singular chair in your living room, looking at the papers in your hands as it talked about another Ghostface attack has just happened last night.

The person you was attacked happened to be a friend. Not just any friend, your crush.

Tara Carpenter.

God damn she was gorgeous, her dark brunette hair that almost looked black, tan skin that looked so soft, and those eyes…you loved her eyes. You loved pretty much everything about her. You guys were that close, but Tara always seemed to talk to you a lot but it was cut short when her asshole best friend Amber Freeman appears.

She was your enemy, Amber hated you. You weren’t sure why, all you did was call her a skunk behind her back but- she hates you, and calls you names whenever Tara isn’t around. Maybe Amber likes Tara, or she’s jealous of the fact Tara talks to you more.

You had zero clue, Amber was hard to understand

But looking at the news made you try not to bark out a cry, Tara was the first victim. Your Tara

You sure damn felt bad, you wanted to go check on her make sure she was alright. But your gut was telling you not to, worried her friends will shoo you away.

It was Tara, Mindy, Chad, Liv, Wes and Amber. That was the friend group you always noticed sitting on the benches outside of Woodsboro High. You don’t have any friends other than Tara, you never stood out and people always thought you were weird.

Tara saw you as the good kind of weird, but everyone else thought the bad weird.

Was is because you had abusive parents don’t have parents anymore?

The question made your stomach turn

Your parents left you when you were 15, leaving you without much money, no car, and not a good house. You were barely surviving, surprised you could even still be in school. You aren’t sure where your parents went, they never told you where they’d move, they just blocked you out and disappeared.

It didn’t upset you too much, you knew it was going to happen eventually. You came out to them, they called you a disgrace and a burden. All because you couldn’t help who you like.

What a shame, you tell yourself

Keeping things positive wasn’t easy. Every time you’d try the positive, it’ll become negative the next minute. It always does.

The only person who kept you mainly sane was Tara and your neighbor.

The neighbor was Dewey Riley, yep, the Ex-Deputy and Husband.

He was a good man, he was involved in the very beginning of the Ghostface attacks. You never harped on him about it, and he liked that. Anyone who’d recognized him would jump to conclusions about his past, making him sad. Which you were a little upset about, and you felt the same way. Amber would tease you about your parents abandonment.

Ugh…you hated the raven haired

•—————————•

WoodsBoro High

It was lunch break. You were now sitting alone outside on a brick wall. Headphones on as you sketched anything around you in your notebook, even though you were supposed to be doing homework

Feeling as if someone was staring at the back of your head, you turned and made eye contact with Amber

Well shit

Let’s just hope to the gods she doesn’t approach, you were actually having a good day she hadn’t bothered you once!

You swiftly turned your head away, still feeling her drill her eyes in the back of your head.

“Why do you hate Y/n so much Amber?” Liv asked.

“That’s none of your business.” Amber turned her gaze from you to the pink haired.

“We’ll okay jeez..” Chad wrapped an arm around Liv’s waist, making Liv feel better. She smiled at him.

“Yeah, Liv’s right.” Wess spoke, looking up from his lap, “what’s your beef with Y/n? She seems nice.”

Amber scoffed, “that thing? Nice? She always gives me these weird looks and she doesn’t talk to anyone.” “So?” “So! For fucks sake she could be Ghostface! She’s been talking to Tara and look where Tara is now!”

“Amber!” Mindy yelled. “What!?” “You can’t just go off accusing people! And Y/n is not a thing!”

“Well…I mean- Amber has a point,-” Liv hits the back of Chad’s head. “Ow! That was mean!”

“Well how do you know for sure Am? She hasn’t done anything to you has she?”

“That little shit has a freaky obsession with horror movies! And you think she’s not Ghostface?” Amber points at you, “that weirdo more than likely loves Stab!”

“But I’m obsessed with horror films, and love Stab. What if I’m ghostface?” Mindy points out. Amber rolls her eyes

“Whatever guys, it doesn’t matter because we’re all suspects. Including you Amber.” States Wess.

“Psh- well don’t come crying to me when one of you gets murdered by weirdo.”

Everyone groaned

-

You knew they were talking about you. You were well aware of their presence.

Though you weren’t sure if Amber’s friends even liked you. It seemed as if Wess and Liv were defending you, maybe Mindy but did that mean they liked you?

Who knows…all you knew is that there were some likes and dislikes. Chad seemed to be for both, he wasn’t defending you of not being Ghostface, and to your surprise Mindy was. I guess just because your a twin doesn’t mean you think the same.

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It was the afternoon, you rode your bike to Dewey’s for your every night hangout. But this time it was different.

When you arrived you noticed his car wasn’t the only one sitting outside. Someone else was here.

Dewey’s front door swung open revealing two young adults. Quickly you hid behind Dewey’s truck, tossing your bike down.

Both of the man and woman got into a car and drove off, leaving you confused. Getting out from behind Dewey’s truck you see his front door open and he walks out, he stops when he notices you.

“Y/n what are you doing here?” He asks, you just step closer to him. “Dewey, who were they?”

He sighed, rubbing his temples. “Just…stay here kid, I’ve got something to do.” He said sternly.

Dewey walked past you and opened his truck door, you turned around and got into the passenger seat. “Wh-what? No kid, stay here.”

“No, I’m going with you.”

“Y/n-”

“No. I’m going whether you like it or not.”

Dewey just nods, starting the truck and driving off to wherever your adventure may lead…..

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A/n: this is short chapter but I needed to finish it 😭

Sorry for the long wait but here it is ✨

#tara carpenter #jenna ortega #tara carpenter x female reader #scream 5 #jenna ortega x fem!reader #wlw

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Who is it?~ GhostFace

Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 3, Pt 4, Pt 5, Pt 6, Pt 7

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“HEY!! You brought the stuff right?!”

You nod your head at Tatum, opening up your backpack as you’re walking towards the fountain.

You pull out a large container of fruit. Slices of watermelon, honey dew, strawberries, black berries, raspberries and some blue berries.

“NICEEEE!!!” Stu exclaims, hands already out for the container. You sit down in between Sid and Stu and pick at the green grapes they bought.

“Please, eat it all, I have so much more” you smile sweetly, Billy reaches across of you to grab a piece of melon.

“How do you gut someone?” Syd mumbles, voice icy.

“You take a knife and you slit them from groin to sternum…” Stu sounds like he’s done this before, but you simply stare.

“Hey, it’s called tact, you fuck rag.” Billy speaks sternly.

You only moved to Woodsboro, California 3 weeks ago…over a past incident…but you could tell something was up. You noticed it every day. Every time that you’re around them, Billy and Stu always looked at each other weird. Almost like they had something to hide, almost like they were doing something. If stu would act out, Billy would stare at him until he’d shut up. They always exchanged looks like they knew something we didn’t.

And Billy? Billy always stared like he despised everyone in the group. Even syd. His own girlfriend. You tried to brush it off, maybe he’s stressed? Maybe it’s his resting bitch face? Every time he’d stop smiling, it’s almost like he was deep in thought. Maybe that’s what it was. Just a resting face.

It didn’t matter anyways, someone was dead and that’s what was causing an outrage at school. You cut back into the conversation, something about Stu killing Casey.

“You killed Casey?” You mumbled, eyes flicking towards Stu then at Randy. “Stu was with me last night, okay?” Tatum confirms, “ya I wasss…” stu grins like a horny dog.

“Was that before or after he sliced and diced!” Randy impersonates a lisp, causing you chuckle a tiny bit.

“Fuck rag,” you say, causing Randy to frown, but you cut in again, “what’s a fuck rag?” You lean over to eye Billy.

“Fuck rag? Like a rag a man cum’s in when he’s done jerking off, or like a rag he uses to wipe up cum and sweat, I guess” Billy shrugs his shoulders.

You just stare at him for a bit. You turn to look at Stu and point at him “are you made out of cum, Stu?” You question. “HELL YA I AM!” He screeches, picking up a grape and tossing it in his mouth.

“Oh my god, stupidity leek!” Tatum groans, smacking her boyfriend in the chest.

Stupidity leek? What’s so stupid about Stu? He’s tall…large, clean, funny and so so so handsome. It’s something you can’t get over, it’s something you’d die for….no maybe..kill for? Stu was easily the man of your dreams and yet here he is, dating some stuck up cheerleader who doesn’t even know how to handle all that.

“Hey?”

Everything that comes out of her mouth is selfish and syd only says backhanded shit. Are they both even thinking at times? Fuck no.

“Hey!”

What the fuck is wrong with them. They’re basically asking to be bullied. Tatum’s pretty, but that’s all she got going for her. That SNOTTY LITTLE BITCH-

“HEY!”

You gasp, turning to look at syd, before looking at her hand. You pull your hand back. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t even notice I was squeezing your wrist, syd. I got lost in thought, I’m sorry” you squeal, rubbing at her red wrist.

“I-it’s okay! I was just worried, you got quiet and s-stuff!” She stutters a bit, she looks scared, so you pull away and pack the empty container in your bag. “I’m leaving early today, my last two classes have substitutes.” You toss your bag on your shoulder.

“You don’t love us?” Randy whines, causing Billy to do the same. “I didn’t even get to ask you what you did yesterday…”

“I did nothing. I stayed home.”

“For the three weeks I have known you, that’s been your answer everyday that I’ve asked you.” Randy groans, “I’ll figure it out, ya know! If you have a boy friend or not” Randy yells after you as you walk away. You simply wave before heading to your car.

Maybe he’ll call again?

#send me asks #yes yes yes #fan fic writing #fan fic requests #fan fic stuff #fan fic reading #fan fic asks #fem dom #stu matcher x you #stu matcher x reader #stu macher #billy loomis x y/n #billy loomis x reader #billy loomis x you #billy loomis #scream #sydney prescott #tatum riley #randy meeks #woodsboro #slashers #slasher x reader #slasher x you #slasher x y/n #horror #I Love Stu Macher. #ghost face #ghost face x reader #matthew lillard #ghost face x y/n

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morbid attraction

Ethan Landry x reader

AU where Stu Macher has an illegitimate child. During Scream 6.

summary: Y/n is a freshman at Blackmore University. They're currently pursuing a bachelor's degree in forensic science to become an autopsy technician. To further their research, and to make money, they pick up shifts as a mortuary assistant. Y/n must come to terms with the trauma of gruesome murders of their hometown, copes with the memories of their ex girlfriend Amber Freeman, and with the fact that their father was a homicidal maniac. Running doesn't get them far from their past as it chases after them into New York City. But maybe there's light at the end of the tunnel. And maybe, just maybe, the light is Ethan Landry.

!!WARNINGS!! graphic descriptions of gore and violence, PTSD, and dealing with trauma. Major content warnings will be placed before each chapter.

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Voicemail (3)

The Franchise

Wordcount: 1.5k

Content warnings: none.

I sat at the cafe table across from Ethan. I was quietly eating my lunch. When I looked up Ethan was just staring at me. His eyebrows were knitted together and he pursed his lips tight.

“Everything okay?” I asked him.

“I should be asking you that,” he answered, “I’m worried about you.”

I laughed, shaking my head, “I really am fine, E.”

He looked at me like he didn’t believe me, and he shouldn’t. I was so not fine. I was horrified. The thought of someone in that stupid mask coming for me made my stomach churn. I felt ill thinking about feeling another knife pierced through my skin. I looked back at Ethan, feeling scared for him now too.

“You should leave.”

“What?”

I sighed, “I don’t want you to get hurt, or worse. I think you should leave. Stop being around us. Try to get the fuck out.” I told him, almost begging.

Ethan narrowed his brows and shook his head, “I’m not going anywhere. You guys are my friends, I’m not leaving you for dead.”

I let out a breathy laugh. I almost cried looking at him. I looked down at the floor.

“Please, don’t do this, Ethan. Don’t be the hero.”

Ethan reached across the table and put his hand over mine, “Don’t do this, Y/n. You don’t need to be tough all by yourself. Let me help you.”

I pulled my hand away from his.

“We should go. Mindy wants to meet up.”

Ethan just nodded and got up from his seat.

My phone rang. It vibrated on the table, face down. I made eye contact with Ethan. He flipped the phone over for me. It was my mother.

“Shit.” I thought. I still hadn’t told her. She’s probably flipping out.

“Hi, Mom,” I said into the phone.

“Y/n? Oh, my God. Are you okay?” my mother spoke frantically, “I just heard about what’s happening, why didn’t you call?”

“I’m sorry, Mom. I was busy talking to the police all night after the attack and then-”

“Attacked?!”

“I’m okay, Mom. I have it under control. They’re really close to catching him” I felt bad lying to my mom, but it was for her own good.

I heard her sigh, “Call me tonight. Don’t forget.”

“I won’t. I love you.”

I left the cafe, leaving Ethan behind. I meet Mindy in the courtyard where everyone is sitting together. Ethan runs up next to me and we walk over to our friends. Mindy spots us and points us out to the group.

“Perfect! Let’s get started, take a seat” Mindy orders us.

Ethan takes a seat next to Tara, but I stay standing behind the bench.

Mindy starts clapping to get our attention, “Okay, nerds, listen up! As terrifying as this all is, I’m actually glad I get a chance to redeem myself for not catching the killers last time.” Everyone gives her weird looks and she sighs, “It’s fine. Okay,” she adjusts her top, “The way I see it, someone is out to make a sequel to the requel.”

Anika raises her hand, “Um, what’s a requel?”

“You’re beautiful, sweetie. Let’s hold questions to the end” Mindy tells her.

Sam cuts in, “Stab 1 took place in Woodsboro. Stab 2 took place in college.”

“I would call it the original Stab. Not Stab 1” I say with a smile.

I’m ignored by the group.

“So we think that the killer is trying to copy the movies?” Chad asks.

“That is one possibility,” Mindy replies, “Heroes now in college: Check. Suspicious new characters brought in to round out the suspect list and/or bodycount:” she points at Quinn, Anika and Ethan, “Check, check, and check.”

Ethan scrunches his face, “I don’t like this.”

“But it can’t just be about Stab 2” Mindy declares, ignoring Ethan. I pat his shoulder.

“Why not?” Tara asks.

Mindy continues, “It would make sense if this were just a sequel. But we’re not in a sequel because nobody just makes sequels anymore.” Nobody says anything and Mindy gets excited, “We’re in-”

“A franchise” I cut her off.

She stares at me deadpan, “Must you always be the star?”

I smirk, “Can’t help it with a face like this.” I wink and she rolls her eyes.

“There are certain rules to a continuing franchise!” she restarts her rant.

“I had a feeling,” Sam mutters.

Mindy states the rules.

“Rule one: Everything is bigger than last time. Bigger budget, bigger cast, bigger body count.”

“Funsies” I intersect.

“Longer chase, shoot-outs, beheadings. You gotta top what came before to keep the people coming back!”

“Beheadings?” Chad questioned, writing in his notebook.

“Beheadings” Mindy doubled down.

I chuckle and do a slicing motion over my neck with my thumb. Ethan and Chad give me a disturbed expression.

“Rule two: Whatever happened last time, expect the opposite. Franchises only survive by subverting expectations.” She takes a pause, “If the killers last time were whiny snowflake film nerds with Letterboxd accounts instead of personalities…”

Ethan’s eyes go wide and he looks at the floor.

“You can bet the opposite will be true here. And rule three:”

She scans our faces, holding out for suspense.

“No one is safe. Legacy characters? Cannon fodder at this point. Usually brought back only to be killed off in some cheap bid for nostalgia.”

“So, Kirby and Gale?” I inquired.

“Not looking too good for them” Mindy answers. “Oh, and that’s not even the worst part!”

Chad looks at Ethan, “This is the part where she tells us the worst part.”

“The worst part is franchises are just continuing episodic installments designed to boost IP. Which means main characters,” her eyes travel from me to Tara to Sam, "are completely expandable now, too.”

Mindy lists a bunch of characters that died in their own franchises to continue the story.

“That means it’s not just the friend group. Any of us could go at any time, especially Sam, Y/n, and Tara.” The expression on her face is more hurt now.

Everyone is quiet for a minute. Me, Sam, and Tara look at each other.

“Wait, any of us?” Ethan asks, breaking the silence.

“Yeah” Mindy nods.

He looks concerned, “Am- am I in the friend group?”

“Yeah” Mindy and I said together.

“Am I like one of the targets?”

I groan, “Oh, my God, Ethan!”

Ethan stares off into nothing and then asks, “Am I gonna die a virgin?”

I put my hands on his shoulders, “Oh, no, honey,” I whisper in his ear, loud enough for everyone to hear, “The virgins don’t die.

“That was… a weird overshare” Mindy replies, “But it brings us to our current suspects: Ethan. The shy, dorky guy who no one suspects because he’s so shy and dorky.”

Ethan stammers, “Okay, wait why am I on the suspect list? Because I’m randomly Chad’s roommate.”

“Yes,” I replied flatly.

“Roommate lotteries can be juked. You could’ve fixed it to get next to us!” Mindy clarifies.

Ethan rolls his eyes with attitude. I laugh and ruffle his hair.

“What’s your favorite scary movie?” I ask him, deepen my voice.

He waves me away from his face, “Not funny.”

Mindy moves on, Quinn. The slutty roommate. A horror movie,” she kisses her fingers, “classic.”

“Sex positive but… thank you?” Quinn says, confused.

“Mm-hmm. And how did you come to live with Tara and our deadly duo?” Mindy interrogates her.

“Do not call us a deadly duo, that sounds like we’re dangerous” Sam tells her. She looks at me for back up. I shrug in response.

“Uh, I answered their ad online” Quinn answers.

Mindy puts her hand up, “Okay, say no more. You’ve already implicated yourself enough!”

“It was an anonymous ad, Mindy” Tara states, “And you know we vetted her. Plus her dad is a cop.”

“And that makes it more likely that she’s the killer, because having a cop dad is a great cover. Do you not remember how these movies work, Tara?!”

Quinn looks at us concerned, “Is she always like this?”

“And finally, Anika.” Anika blows a kiss and Mindy blows one back, “Never trust the love interest.”

Sam starts to stand up, “Okay! So, we have our rules and we have our suspects.”

“But wait,” Ethan interrupts her, “What about you guys?”

“I mean, I think it’s pretty safe to rule out the five of us who went through this last year in Woodsboro” Mindy states.

Chad points his pencil at her, “Agreed.”

“Totally” I add.

Quinn speaks now, “Um, not agreed. What if all the trauma you all went through caused one or more of you to snap?”

“Yeah, or the fame you got from the killings made you thirsty for more,” Ethan says.

I look at him, disappointed in his words. I take my hand off of his shoulder and cross my arms.

He continues, “I mean, let’s be honest here, some of the theories online about Sam are-”

“Don’t you fucking dare” Tara warns.

“What the fuck, dude?” I exclaim. I get pissed and walk away. I can hear my name being called, but I just keep walking.

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#scream #scream vi #scream 6 #ghostface #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x you #ethan landry x y/n #ethan landry fanfiction

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Did I just construct an entire fan theory about how Chip from Serial Mom is Stu Macher? You better fucking believe I just did. And it actually does make sense (to me anyway, but i’m high on weekend relief so idk I think it fits).

Like hear me out- Serial Mom doesn’t really have a time setting but it was released in 1994 and the story takes place in Baltimore, Maryland while Scream is set in 1996 in California. Matthew Lillard plays Chip in Serial Mom and Stu in Scream, right? Well, that’s not the only thing the two characters have in common. First off, both are weirdly insensitive and kinda cruel although Stu is more extreme in this sense, and both are horror super fans (and Chip works at a video store which like, hello Randy??) and both love gore and morbid shit (ok but same thing). Also, both are weirdly into the idea of murder, and while Chip looks kinda flabbergasted by the idea of murder he’s also kinda really excited by the idea of it. He’s also kinda detached by how horrific the murders his mother committed are, although most other characters in the movie ARE properly horrified. He doesn’t turn against her, and let’s say he’s the most ride or die member of her family like, he’s probably his mom’s biggest fan right from the moment he hears she’s suspected of murder.

His mom is also VERY flamboyant and over the top, just like Stu is in Scream. And both have a weird relationship with the idea of rules, both really strict and really lax.

So anyway, he witnesses his mom get away with SIX murders with just as many witnesses, during trial (let’s give them leeway on how the trial goes, although I have heard of enough cases where murderers got away with it or justice wasn’t served based on bullshit loopholes and nonsense even though there was plenty of evidence right there and I don’t need to suspend disbelief too much, especially considering how closely the whole media worshiping angle mirrors the OJ trial and how part of it does sound like the Casey Anthony trial) so he’s like “I could do that too”, right? Beverly (mom) could get away with 6 murders, so wiggling out of more murder accusations is gonna be easy peasy (although she’s bold for murdering another person RIGHT after her trial, right outside the court she just came out of) and here’s how it goes: the poor dad, Eugene, is kinda stuck with a serial killer wife and two crazy kids who don’t see how bad what she did is, so he just decides to move everyone out of Maryland and try to lay low in a small town in California (where death penalty is still a possibility and Beverly LOVES that her husband is even thinking he could get away from her like it’s FUN

So they move to Cali and change names because the Serial Mom case was pretty big, they all change their looks and personas (which is how Chip, who now goes by Stu, is so good at mingling with other people by the time ‘96 rolls in whereas Misty, now called Leslie, does manage laying low and doesn’t really commit crimes and once she finds out Stu is the killer she completely breaks contact with him, but she won’t tell anyone cause that kinda opens a whole can of worms and she doesn’t want to (her whole moral system was pretty much fucked the moment she realized her mom was a serial killer).

So anyway, in Woodsboro Stu meets Billy, and he immediately sees this kid is not like all the others, and once he hears Billy’s mother left, given how Stu loves and admires HIS mother, he’s like, fuck yeah let’s do this because god i’d be a wreck too, thank fuck my mom is still around. And when Billy reveals his mother leaving is due to Sidney’s mother he’s surprised, but he’s even more sympathetic, like wow this kid has it really bad. So, here’s an alternative, homebrew motive for Stu, because yeah he’s way too insane from the start to think his “pressure” motive is anything but an excuse.

And then this theory kinda offers an alternative explanation to the ‘my mom and dad are gonna be so mad at me’ line (other than it was ad-libbed YEA I KNOW) aka dad is gonna be mad because holy shit why can’t I have a normal family, now I’ll have to move everyone again and it’s your fault Chip, and mom is gonna be mad because I got away with six murders with plenty of witnesses, I AM DISAPPOINT CHIP (and he doesn’t wanna disappoint mom!!! 😢)

This also sneaks right into the Stu Lives theory because that is THEIR house, and since it’s THEIR house and they have lots of money mostly due to dad being a successful dentist (hehehe Little Shop of Horrors) and mom knowing enough about the ins and outs and gossips around the Westboro police, they manage getting Stu’s alive body discreetly switches out for someone else’s and fake his murder.

And hey, he might move with his family somewhere close to Maryland now and go back to his previous identity now, since he’s innocent of any wrong doing when he’s Chip Sutphin.

#serial mom #scream 1996 #matthew lillard #SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN SCREAM DOESN’T GIVE ME MORE STU CONTENT #I MAKE UP MY OWN FUCK YOU LMAO #this is how I cope with having so many loose ends on Scream #if the people at Paramount want me to stop they’ll HAVE to bring Stu back MY STUPIDITY HAS POWER #THIS IS A THREAT #no ok but I spent half of this movie (which is admittedly not very good and nowhere as good as Scream) thinking of this whole thing #and admittedly at this point I’m used to explaining things with crossovers which is why the multiverse is right up my alley #seriously though Chip DOES show signs of insanity that closely resembles his attitude at the start of Scream #like the whole not giving a shit about victims of murder thing #which admittedly makes him fit right in with all the other kids #let’s say most kids in Woodsboro are not doing okay in that movie lol #this is probably the longest I’ve ever rambled about something I completely made up in a long time #but hey this is my canon now since Scream doesn’t really give us much about Stu’s past #I HAVE MADE UP MY OWN #that’s what fandom is for #does this make sense? I DON’T CARE

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I love thinking about Mindy and Amber’s relationship but like. Specifically how Mindy probably impacted her personality-

Like, even though they probably weren’t friends until highschool, it’s a small town and they would have a good idea of each other’s existence even if they never hung out. There’s a lot of similarities between the two, being both girls who are v into horror movies and both being queer. (Yes I know Amber is not technically canonically, but as a fandom I think we’ve unanimously decided fuck you she is)

Mindy really strikes me as someone who found out she was gay and came out pretty early (not at all me projecting my experience on to her wdym ahahah),,,, but like. I can see her having come out at 12-14 and like, is very open about it. And even though Woodsboro isn’t like a particularly conservative place, especially not compared to the typical small town, but Mindy did have a bit of social difficulty with peers. She was bullied, not really in the cartoony slamming against locker and forced to give over lunch money way, but in more subtle teenage girl bullying. She constantly got excluded and othered, and just generally avoided by any girl who wanted to be “cool.”

Amber saw a lot of herself in Mindy and kinda watched from a observer’s point of view of this all going down, and grew to despise the fact that she saw herself in Mindy, not wanting to call victim to the same fate-

She does what a lot of high school girls too and adopts this whole mean girl persona, never coming out and never telling others about her interests- In scream 5 she admits to being a Jordan Peele fan but pretends she’s not a stab fan, she is able to express some of her interests if they are considered cool, like being a fan of a very critically acclaimed director, but not interests that are nerdy, like being a fan of the stab franchise.

I feel like she also hides the fact that she’s a stab fan bc she really dislikes most of the series (hence the motivation to make a real life requel), if someone were to insult the stab franchise it would literally be like an insult to herself.

A few years before scream 5 she becomes friends with Tara, and then is accumulated into her squad of childhood friends (the twins and wes) and like, as she gets to know Mindy she just gets increasingly more jealous. Mindy is totally unapologetically nerdy and openly lesbian, and even though she takes shit and really isn’t seen as that cool because of it, she really doesn’t care. She’s very much of the mindset that she doesn’t need to be liked by everyone but only really by those that she cares about.

Mindy kinda senses that Amber’s mean girl persona is very much a wall she put up as a defence mechanism, and quite actively tries to connect w her (in her own way), like the basement scene in 5- Mindy isn’t the best at socialisation, tending to be very blunt, but connects w people well through humor, tending to rely on that when trying to befriend someone.

Anyways, I have so many thoughts about the two of them bc I feel like they have a dynamic w so much potential that ofc can’t be fit into a lighthearted slasher movie. Also I think it’s pretty obvious that a lot of this is based off projection and personal experience as an autistic lesbian who literally came out at 12 and was always the weird kid with the nerdy interests lmao lmao

#amber freeman #mindy meeks martin #scream 5 #scream 2022 #scream movie #scream #scream headcanons #autistic lesbian psychoanalysis

[undeadvinyls]

I ALREADY KNOW HER AND YOU WENT ON A RANT BUT GIVE WANT MORE GIVEEEEE MOREMOREMORE

LEMMY WANT TREATS

OKAY OKAY SO FOR EVERYONE!!!! made in picrew as placeholder.

Meet Madelaine Fern, a bubbly eccentric mess of a girl.

She was born in Iowa, but moved to Woodsboro when she was about 10. Her father died of a disease, while her mother and older brother would abuse her, so she grew up in a abusive household.

Billy Loomis and her were friends since she moved in, but only when she was 17-18 she got the courage to tell him about how she's feeling and her situation. That is why, Billy and Stu decided that their first killing target would be her family (this happens before the movie and would have been mentioned). They all died in a rather gruesome way and their killings were much more quieter than Sidney's mother, they were a very isolated family so no one really cared about them or cried after them. Once they ended their precious lives, Maddie felt strong relief and felt like she's FINALLY alive.

She didn't know her bestie and Stu had such nature though, while she promised to keep her mouth shut, she also joined them in their killing spree. Handling her dead brother's saw, as he was a handyman, she became the 3rd ghostface.

They were supposed to be just best friends in crime but ended up in a polyamorous relationship with her getting two husbands. Call me cringe and you're blocked and dead 💅💅

In the climax, Madeleine comes inside from behind Sidney, as if everyone forgot about her. That surprised Sid even more, how this weird, "harmless" girl was part of it as well. She gets a sweet taste of blood as well, resting her chin on Billy's shoulder. Next, she handled her saw, which is of course in her never-away-from-her bag

Canon ending: But just like the 2 she got distracted at the sight of Gale, so of course she ran up to her and wanted to finish her off until she noticed that Sidney fled. She was the second one to die, when Billy and Sid were fighting, she took a lighter and a deodorant ("I don't know what kind of idiot holds a deodorant in kitchen, probably those who eat oily shit and stink like it.") and wanted to BURN Sid, but she managed to get the hang of it and instead burned Madey, but it wasn't the end yet. With a terribly burnt face, she didn't know where she was going as her eyes were burnt as well and her glasses melted, so she ran into the oven accidentally and literally cooked herself. Stu weeped her death for a short while after going rampage on Sid and the rest is known.

Maddie lives ending: While she still ran up to see what's up with Gale, this time she actually slashed Gale's throat with her saw. She got yelled at for killing her so early with no fun whatsoever but promised that she destroyed her since she wanted to destroy THEIR revenge day. This time the deodorant + lighter action worked and she severly burned Sidney's hair and a bit of her face as a torture. Finally they finished her off and her father as well. Billy and Stu told her to not light up the house but she didn't listen and put the house on fire lmaoo. All 3 got married and lived happily ever after killing people

I LOVE BEING A WALKING CRINGE!!!!!

FEEL FREE TO LEAVE THOUGHTS BOUT HER!!!!

#scream oc #tysm for the question bby :)))) #madelaine fern #phantom answers

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Vacancy

Request: No

Fandom: Battle Egos

Pairings: Battle Egos x Self insert

Warnings: NSFW, blood, cursing, gore, death of character.

A/N: Time to kick off October to a spooky start! Here part one, and two. this is part three of the on going Scream AU with the Battle Boys! hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Collage was made by me!  Edited by @semiproeagle!

       Gale set the air mattress next to Riot’s bed, bringing in fresh blankets and pillows for the both of them. “Alright, remember the door stays open. If you need anything, our room is just down the hall, and the bathroom is right across from it.”

“Thanks, mom. We got it.” Riot closed one of the windows by his bed. “Hey, uh, do you mind if I close the curtains?”

Fluffing up one of the pillows, Kimberly looked over at him, shaking her head. “No, go ahead. I sleep better in the dark anyway. Light just makes me uncomfortable.”

“What are you? A vampire?” Riot giggled at his joke but quickly stopped when he saw his mom glare at him.

“Well, I’ll leave you two to get comfortable.” Gale smiles, walking out of the room, making sure to keep the door open as she walked down the hall.

“Your mom’s nice.” Kimberly sat down on Riot’s bed. Crossing her legs, she watched him make the bed he’d be using.

“Yeah well, you haven’t seen her get angry yet. Just you wait, my mom can be a real bitch when she wants to be.” Riot looked up at her, his eyes landing on her blood-stained shirt. “I feel like you could use a clean shirt to sleep in. I don’t think you wanna sleep in that, do you?”

Looking down at her clothes, Kimberly only shrugged. “Yeah, but I didn’t exactly plan on almost being murdered on my first night here.”

Riot walked over to his dresser and pulled out some of his clothes. He tossed them over to her, giving her a sympathetic smile. “You can use mine. I’ll um- I’m gonna go shower. You can change in here and leave your clothes with my mom. She can wash them for you.”

“You know, you don’t have to do this-”

Riot interrupts her before she can finish. “I want to. I don’t want you to feel like you should push yourself away from us when we can help.”

“Help?” Raising an eyebrow at him, she leaned in a bit. “Help with what exactly?”

“Y-you know, making friends...feeling comfortable with us when everyone’s probably going to be pointing fingers at you tomorrow.” Gathering his things, Riot quickly made his way to the door. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make it sound bad. But it’s just...Lexi and I went through all that in middle school and the beginning of high school. I just don't want it to happen to someone else who’s in our position.”

“I can handle it myself, I always have. But thanks...I’m sorry. I’m just not used to people being...kind? I guess. Not many have been throughout my life.”

“I get it. Well, uh, yeah I’m gonna go shower. If you need anything, you know where my mom is.” Heading to the bathroom, Riot glanced into his mom’s room, seeing she was on the phone, probably talking to his dad. Getting into the bathroom, he locked the door before taking out his phone and sending a text to a group chat with Mare and Bones. ‘Is the camera working?’

Mare was the one to reply first. ‘Up and running.’

Bones replied right after. ‘Guys, why the fuck are you setting up a camera in Riot's room?’

‘Kimberly’s sleeping in there, duh.’

‘Mare is this just so you can see her undress?!?!’

‘Bones, don’t act so shocked, it’s Mare.’

‘And you’re helping him do it Riot, what the fuck!’

‘Hey, he gave me $40 to do this. Besides, it’s harmless. It’s not like he’s getting full nudity.’

‘PG-13 at best, Bones. Just enjoy it.’

‘No thanks, I might not trust her, but I’m not gonna be a perv towards her.’

Riot rolled his eyes and left the chat alone while he got ready to shower.

While carefully taking off her shirt, Kimberly looked at her bandaged-up arm, seeing red spots from underneath where the blood seeped through. Sighing, she looked down at the shirt Riot gave her, but before she could put it on, she looked around the room, feeling uncomfortable. “You’re in a stranger’s room, of course, you're feeling uncomfortable.” Feeling the strap of her bra start to slide down her shoulder, she picked it up quickly with her good arm, not wanting to risk him walking back into the room if he forgot something. After pulling on the shirt as fast as she could, she folded her clothes and took them with her down the hall.

Standing in the doorway, she was about to make her presence known until she saw Gale was on the phone. 

Looking out her window, Gale sighed, feeling exhausted. “Are you sure? Well, what are we going to do? We can’t let her go back there. The girls went through enough already. Yeah no, I know that Dewey. We’ll talk more when you get home. I’m just glad you’re okay. Love you too.” Ending the call, Gale turned around and tossed her phone onto the bed, only to be startled when she realized Kimberly was standing in the doorway. “Jesus fucking Christ how long have you just been standing there?!”

“Um, just now?” Kimberly nervously looked at her clothes before looking up at Gale. “I’m sorry I startled you, but Riot said I could leave my clothes with you to wash.”

“Right, I’ll take them. You go get some rest.” Gale walked over to take the clothes from her hands and noticed her arm. “I’m going to have to wake you up a bit earlier to look at your arm. That okay?”

“Yeah, of course. Thanks again for letting me stay the night.” Handing her the clothes, Kimberly made her way back down the hall to Riot’s room. Sitting back down on the bed, she looked around the room at the movie posters he had on his walls. A lot of them were your standard horror movies like Halloween, Friday The 13th, Night Of The Living Dead, but one stood out from the bunch. A poster from the first Stab movie was hung by one of the windows.

“Why does he have this one?”

“Maybe because I like the movie?” Quickly turning to look in the direction of the door, Kimberly saw Riot walking towards the bed. “Might be fucked up for liking something that happened to my parents, but it was interesting to see.”

“You think that's interesting? I think that's disturbing.”

“So movies based on true events are only interesting to you when they aren’t directly based on something close to home?” 

Kimberly leaned away when Riot leaned in, his hair still wet from the shower. Moving her hand away from him when she felt the drops of water land on the back of her hand, she wiped it off on her shirt. “Yeah, when your brother was the real villain, that tends to do that to you.”

“Oh, c’mon, you can’t tell me you weren’t just a bit curious about him.” Riot sat next to her on the bed, almost shoulder to shoulder despite all the space he had.

“Never, since my dad wouldn’t stop talking about him, comparing me to him nonstop, showing me those articles when I was a kid. That shit changes your perspective.”

“Yeah, but have you ever thought about doing what he and Stu did?”

Shoving a pillow into his face, she made him fall onto the air mattress. “Shut up and go to sleep. You have no fucking right to ask that kind of shit. What’s gotten into you?”

“Hey, I was just kidding. Seriously, that movie is only interesting to me 'cause the acting is so over the top, it’s hilarious. But I did get you going with that act, didn’t I?” Riot had a goofy smile on his face while tossing the pillow back.

Kimberly rolled her eyes at him, getting comfortable in bed as she faced him while laying down on her side. “You’re fucking weird, you know that?”

“I was just trying to be funny.” Riot sat up and stretched a bit. “Lights off?”

“Yeah. Night.” Taking off her glasses, she put them down on the bedside table.

Turning off the light, Riot glanced over in the direction of the hidden camera. Reaching for one of his books, he leaned it against the camera, blocking the view of his bed before getting comfortable.

Back at the Prescott house, Lexi and Sidney were laying in Sidney’s bed. Lexi rested her head against her mom’s chest, just barely being able to keep herself awake any longer. 

“How do you know they won’t come back?”

Sidney gently pats down some of Lexi’s hair, holding her closer as she kissed the top of her head. “I’m not so sure, but it’s something I can handle if they do. I’m sorry this is happening to you.”

Lexi hugged Sidney back, being careful of her arm. “This isn’t your fault, mom. No one could’ve predicted this would happen again."

“I know, but you shouldn’t have to go through this.”

“Well, I’m in it, and there’s nothing we can do about it but fight back, right? I’ll be fine, though. I have the strongest woman in Woodsboro by my side.” Lexi sleepily smiled up at Sidney.

“Alright, kiddo, get some rest. Are you sure you’re up to going to school tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I’m sure. I know things will be fine there, at least.” 

“Alright. Goodnight, sweetheart.”

“Goodnight…” Sidney stretched her free arm out to turn off the bedside lamp before falling asleep, watching the blue and red lights shine into her bedroom from the window near her bed.

~

Sitting at the kitchen table, Riot worked on the last few problems from his math homework while Gale finished rebandaging Kimberly’s arm. 

Dewey walked in, immediately going to fill a mug with coffee. Looking over at Gale and Kimberly, he finished filling up his mug and walked over to the table, setting his mug down. Nervously clearing his throat, he gains everyone's attention.

"Kimberly, there's some news that I have to inform you about."

"What is it?" Checking her arm to make sure the gauze was secure, she looked up at Dewey.

Dewey took a deep breath in before continuing. "It's about your godmother, Nancy. I'm sorry to tell you this after what happened last night, but she's dead. We found her body last night."

Kimberly's eyes grew wide in shock before she shook her head at Dewey. "No, I was just with her yesterday morning!"

"I know this is a lot to take in. Gale and I will be here with you, and you can stay with us-"

"Did that creep do this to her?! Did he kill her?!" Her eyes looked glossy as tears started to well up.

Dewey stuttered for a moment. "I- well- we suspect that might've been the same person because I got a call from them just before discovering the body…"

"I can't fucking believe this!" Slamming her hand against the table made Riot and Gale jump in their seats.

"Honey, it's going to be okay, we'll be here-"

Riot quickly closed his book and shoved it in his backpack. "I think we should leave. I still have to pick up Lexi and Phantom. Let's go, Kimberly." Taking her hand, he led her away from his parents and out of the house before they could say anything else to her.

Getting in the car’s passenger seat, Kimberly hit the dashboard in frustration.

“Hey! I get you’re going through it right now, but don't try to take it out on my car, I just got it.” Riot closed his door when he got into the car. Looking over at her, he started to feel bad seeing her start to cry. 

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.” Taking a deep breath in and out, she wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. “It’s just...she was all I had left of a family.”

“I’m sorry.” Riot sighs as he starts the car. “Do you want some coffee? Or anything to eat? We can stop by and get something real quick. My treat.”

Shaking her head, she just silently put on her seat belt. “It’s fine, I’m okay. If you wanna get something for yourself, you should.”

“You know what, I’m still getting you something. I don’t care if you say you’re fine. You need a little distraction right now.” Backing out of the driveway, Riot headed to the nearest cafe to get the group some drinks and breakfast before heading to pick them up.

Lexi grabbed her backpack from the couch, checking that she had everything she needed for the day. 

Sidney walked into the living room. Picking up the remote, she turned on the tv, leaving it on the morning news. “Have everything?”

“Yup.” Hearing her phone go off, she checked it and saw a text from Phantom, letting her know he was waiting outside. “Are you going to be okay here alone?”

“I’m not staying home today. I’m meeting Gale and Dewey in a bit. Are you fine having dinner at their place tonight?”

“Yeah, sure. You’re going to be there too, right?” Adjusting her bag, Lexi heard her phone go off again.

“Of course I’ll be there.” Sidney brought Lexi in for a tight hug before letting her go out the door. “Stay safe and call me or Dewey right away if you need us."

“I will. See you later!” Walking out of her house, Lexi saw Phantom standing by the end of the driveway.

Phantom smiled when she made her way to him. Taking a hold of her hand he leaned in, kissing her. 

Lexi smiled into the kiss before pulling away and kissing his cheek. “How’d you sleep last night?”

“On and off, I was too worried about you. How about you?” Phantom rubbed small circles on the back of her hand with his thumb.

“I slept, but not much. I was way too anxious last night.”

“No kidding.” Giving her hand a gentle squeeze, Phantom leaned down and kissed the top of her head. “I’ll be here for you though, no matter what happens.” Hearing his phone go off, Phantom took it out of his pocket to check the notification. “It’s Riot.”

“What’d he say? Is he close by?” Lexi rested her head against Phantom’s chest.

“He’s asking if we want anything from the cafe.”

Humming in response, Lexi wrapped an arm around Phantom's waist. “A muffin sounds good right now. Can you tell him he can get any kind?”

“Sure thing, babe.” Phantom smiled down at her before replying to Riot with their orders. Before he can put his phone away, he saw another text from him pop up. “Oh...shit.”

Lexi felt his body tense up a bit. “What’s wrong?”

Quickly replying to the message, Phantom put his phone away. “I feel like an even bigger asshole after last night. Riot’s dad told them they found Kimberly’s godmother dead last night, so she’s not doing so well right now.”

“Oh no, and she's going to school? She should’ve stayed home- fuck, she probably didn’t have a choice. What kind of fucked up shit is that. First her dad, and now her godmother.”

“She’s in our group now, and as much as most of us aren’t too excited about that, she’s also a victim till hopefully not proven otherwise. We can look after her, but we still need to be careful.”

“I think you and your brothers have seen too many scary movies. She’s harmless.”

“I hope you’re right…” Gently rubbing her back, Phantom rested his head on hers. “How’s your arm doing?”

“Sore, but better than last night. I can at least bend my wrist without it hurting much anymore.”

“Good. You sure you wanna go to school today?”

“You’re starting to sound like my mom.” Playfully rolling her eyes at him, she pulled away from his hold. “I’m alright. I wanna go. I don’t care what anyone is going to say if they have anything to say.”

Both turn in the direction of a car coming by when they hear it honking at them. “Looks like they’re here.”

Getting into the car, Riot immediately handed them their things after they got settled in. “Here you two go!”

Lexi smiled, taking the bag from him. “Thank you!”

“Thanks.” Phantom took the last coffee in the cup holder and carefully blew away some steam to take a sip. Glancing over at Kimberly, Phantom cleared his throat, putting the cup in one of the cup holders. “Um, Kimberly?”

Looking back at him, she tilted her head. “Yeah?”

“I’m sorry about last night. I didn’t mean what I said. It was uncalled for.”

Kimberly shook her head and looked back out her window. “It’s fine.”

“It’s not, I accused you of attempted murder when you were also attacked.”

“Look, you were scared. I get it. Just forget about it, I forgive you anyway. You were looking out for the person you care about the most. I’d do the same out of fear and protection.”

Lexi and Phantom shared a look before Lexi spoke up. “Um, we heard what happened and we want you to know we’re here if you need us. You know, for anything. We’re in this together.”

Kimberly just stayed silent for a moment. The only thing they heard was a barely audible ‘Thanks’.

~

Rose, Jem, Ebony were standing by Lexi’s locker. The three of them shared a worried look when they searched the hallway for the rest of their group. Bones made his way to them when he walked out of the restroom. 

“Still not here yet?” He leaned against one of the lockers, looking in the direction of the front doors.

Jem shook their head, looking over at Bones. “Where’s Mare? Running late again?”

“Oh yeah, he had to go with Natpai to talk to his teacher. Had to clear up that he was sick and lost his voice, so he's asking them if Natpai could take the tests he missed while he was out.”

Jem nodded and turned their attention back to the front doors when they heard people whispering as they passed by the group.

Spotting their friends, the group made their way to Riot and Lexi, immediately engulfing them in a group hug. 

Rose pulled away first, looking worried. “How are you guys holding up?”

Lexi shrugged while adjusting the strap of her bag. “I’m alright, just a few scratches here and there. Nothing serious.”

“I wasn’t the one who was attacked, so I’m fine.” Riot’s eyes followed Kimberly, watching her walk away from the group, heading to her locker.

The rest of the group heard the crowd whisper again when they passed by, their eyes all landing on Lexi and Riot. 

Sharing a look, they both sighed, already feeling tired with the day. Whispers turned completely silent when a scream echoed through the hall. All eyes were on Kimberly who was sitting on the floor after falling back when something fell from her locker. There in front of her feet was a Ghostface mask and fake knife. 

Looking around the hall, Kimberly’s eyes landed on the group, but before any of them could go up to help her, two sets of screams could be heard from the end of the hall. Looking in that direction, everyone saw two people running down the hall in full costume screaming as they passed by. 

One of them almost got in Lexi’s face, but Phantom quickly grabbed her, holding her against his chest.

Riot took a step back when the other person almost bumped right into him.

“Jesus fucking Christ, what's wrong with these idiots?” Rose watched the two masked pranksters disappear out the double doors

Ebony looked over at Lexi who was shaking a little. “You okay?”

“Y-Yeah just...shaken up is all.” Letting herself relax into Phantom, she took one of his hands. He gently squeezed her hand reassuringly and kissed the top of her head. 

Bones looked over in Kimberly’s direction, noticing Mare helping her up and leading her away from her locker. “Where the fuck are they going?”

Riot and Rose both looked at Bones, catching him talking to himself. Rose was about to ask what he was talking about till she saw Mare turn the corner with his arm around Kimberly’s shoulders.

“When did they get all friendly?” Rose crossed her arms in front of her chest, not happy with what she saw.

“Mare just has a way with women. Not surprising since she hardly knows him.” Ebony leaned back against the wall, looking over at the mask and knife still on the floor.

“She was probably talking to him since she got here. She’s just a slut wanting attention since no one can give it to her now.”

“Hey!” Phantom raised his voice at them, his expression turning serious from the soft look he had just a few seconds ago. “How the fuck can you say something like that? Don’t assume shit or spread rumors around like that. Especially now when people are dying around us. Mare’s just comforting her, that's it.”

“So what, now you’re on her side?! She’s a Loomis, Phantom! She can’t be trusted!” Rose stepped forward, but she was interrupted by the bell ringing.

“We’ll talk during lunch, this isn’t something we should be arguing about.” Phantom took Lexi’s hand, starting to lead her away and walk her to class.

Riot and Ebony looked at Rose before they also started to leave for their classes as well. Riot adjusted his backpack and looked back at Rose as they carefully walked backward. “You know, jealousy is not a good look on you.” Turning around, they caught up with Ebony, leaving Rose standing in the almost empty hallway.

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BRO! Poly ghost face x reader where the reader is an Aussie transfer student and is a walking stereotype??

aw hell yeah this will be fun! Thank you for the request!

Poly! Ghostface x Aussie transfer student (gender neutral)

• the first day of school in Woodsboro, California, was interesting. You sat down and when you had to introduce yourself, your accent immediately caught Billy and Stu’s attention

• they took it upon themselves to be your guide of the school

“So where exactly are you from?” They would ask, completely intranced in your accent

“Wollongong”

•yeah they would laugh at that, to them it’s such a weird name for a city

“have you ever eaten a kangaroo?? Or have you ever seen a wallaby?”

• weird questions like that would be conversation starters in the beginning of your friendship with the boys

• when you start hanging out with them they thought it was the funniest shit when you asked to go get food at “maccas”

“M- maccas??!” they would laugh out, “There’s a mcdonald’s?”

•same thing pretty much

• you describing things reminded them of crocodile dundee

•like the time you saw a little harmless snake and you just,,ran over and grabbed it (much to the boy’s dislike)

“she’s a bloody beauty!”

• all that’s going through stu’s head is Steve Irwin and the crocodiles

• they had to pretty much learn all your slang cause they had no clue what a “servo” was and what the fuck is “grog” ???

•dumb questions like “can you surf?”, “did dingoes ever steal any kids?”, “were there killers in the bush?” “is everyone drunk?” “did you ever kill a croc?”

• you cuss more than Billy, so that’s a LOT and it amuses Stu. Every sentence is peppered with a curse

•sometimes you and Billy have unspoken contests over who can cuss the most in a sentence and not be too over the top

• Stu thought it was the funniest shit when he ordered some vegemite and gave it to you

“Here’s a taste of home y/n!”

thanks??

• You’ve totally called Billy a bogan, he had absolutely no clue what it meant so you had to explain it to him

• Since they’re major horror movie nerds, you make them watch some australian films, they think it’s interesting (stu totally isn’t scared of saltwater crocodiles)

• as much as they make fun of you, you know they love and care about you a lot (don’t worry you make fun of them as much as they make fun of you)

:) i had to do some light research for this so sorry if it’s not the best!

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Could you write an imagine were Yandere Randy Meeks being obsessed with an GN actor that stars in horror movies mostly?. He has posters , magazines of photoshoots that the reader has been in .Also he owns every movie that they've been in.

The reader goes to his school ,but since they're even more popular than Billy and Stu ,they never talk. One day the reader goes to one of Stu's parties , Randy finds the reader making out with Tatum (who is single)

I hope you accept my request!!!

Thank you for requesting! I’m really into Scream so, of course I’m jumping on any opportunity to write about it 😔💝

It’s cut pretty short but I hope it still meets your expectations 💕

Warnings: Stalking, mentioned non-con, and loose ending.

You weren’t a big name out there— in Hollywood- but you were the biggest name in Woodsboro.

You were this small town’s very own celebrity and you were one of the good ones, too. Not like those who move to big cities to follow even bigger dreams, no. You always came back for the new semester and you always stayed humble.

It’s admirable, really. And that’s just what Randy Meeks is doing... admiring. He’s a cinephile, after all. A movie buff. He’s gotta see every film at least once before he dies, so it’s a no brainer he’d see yours eventually.

You’re a horror actor. One the studio picked up to surprise audiences— nobody suspects the unknown actor to be the last one standing, after all. And holy shit do you look good covered in blood.

When your movies were turned into vhs tapes, Randy stocked them on the shelves of the local video store he somehow still worked at. He’d pocket a copy every time. You never stepped foot in there, to no surprise. During the fall season, your face was plastered on nearly every surface. It would creep him out too, if he was you.

Randy doesn’t read much, but he grew an unhealthy habit of buying any magazine that would simply mention your name. The teen issues always had posters. He liked those, but he enjoyed the exclusive photoshoots even more. They were mainly to promote the movies you starred in, but boy were they something else. You just can’t get away with the same stuff on a magazine poster. He kept those under his bed. To, you know... admire. But— you- you were never suggestive in any of them. The real teasing was from the movies themselves.

On a particularly cool night, Stu decided to host a party. Randy almost declined his invitation, ready to stay home and binge a series he’d seen more than once, until he heard you were making an appearance at the Macher residence. He doesn’t know how you had agreed to any of it— you always seemed like the type to avoid parties and you didn’t know a single person from his circle- but he was all for it. There was no other greater opportunity to approach you than that very night.

The party started off slow, not a lot of people were keen on arriving early (or while the sun was still up), but sure enough the number of guests soon snowballed. Randy had spotted you when you had arrived and kept his eyes glued to your head. You were greeted by so many people, it was almost impossible to miss.

Randy took a swig of his beer.

Tatum split from her friend Sidney quick and approached you quicker. Her hands were all over you in a second, dragging you around the house. It was supposedly to show you around, but Randy didn’t feel good about it.

He followed at a distance, pretending to converse with Stu’s other friends.

Tatum was basically glued to you the entire night, giving Randy no room to get you alone. It made him want to squeeze his glass bottle ‘til it popped.

Before he knows it, you’re drunk and she’s sitting you on the couch.

At this point, people had started to leave. Things were settling and Stu wanted to pop in a movie while everyone else finished up the snacks.

As Stu was fiddling with the VHS, Randy watched Tatum gradually get closer and closer. Way too close.

You both lean in... and there’s a peck.

Randy has a white knuckle grip on his drink as he watches with widened eyes. He’s mad.

Sidney grabs his arm, only partially taking his attention off of the events unfolding on the couch.

“Have you seen Tatum?” Sidney asks him.

Randy points with his drink and Sidney spots the two of you getting a little too comfortable out in the open.

She sighs and pulls on his arm again.

“Could you drive me home? Tatum was my ride.”

“I hitched a ride with Stu. Don’t have a car.” Randy replies in an almost whispery fashion. He wouldn’t want to drive Sidney home anyway, not when Tatum is taking advantage of you like that. It boils his blood to see it, but he hasn’t the courage to intervene.

Stu finally gets a movie playing and snatches the remote. He plops down on the sofa, right next to the couch where you and Tatum are having your disgusting little make-out session.

It’s not the beginning of the film, actually very close to the end. The scene... he’s watched your films so many times that he recognizes it almost immediately and it would seem you do too.

You pull away from Tatum, while she attacks your neck with love-bites, and watch the screen.

The scene before you is from a movie you’ve starred in. And it seems to be making you uncomfortable.

“Oh, that’s in poor taste.” Sidney says, watching the television.

The contents of the scene are very graphic, Randy would even go as far as to say the implications at the end are even worse. But... the sequel lets you make it out alive, give or take a couple sanity points.

Stu sees your discomfort and laughs.

“Look at the way the big bad groped you! Doesn’t feel like acting to me.”

“Stu, leave them alone. You’re making things weird.” Tatum speaks out, probably because Stu’s butting into her kissing session.

All the while Randy is watching your reaction to the screen. You genuinely look hurt as you watch the scene play, it makes him wonder what really happened on set.

“I’m going home.” You finally state and Randy’s heart starts beating again.

Tatum whines, tells you she’s sorry about Stu and Stu just gives you a haunting grin. Sidney doesn’t talk to you, just waves, and neither does Randy, though he doesn’t wave. They then watch you get up, grab your coat, and leave.

But, this is his chance. Randy could approach you right now and comfort you. Could he do that? Does he know how to comfort someone right now? He’s not sure but, a couple minutes after you leave, he tells everyone he’ll be right back.

On his way out the door, he wonders if he’s a bad liar.

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1. Freak Accident

Masterlist (Tatum Riley x Fem! Reader, slight!Stu Macher x Reader)

Author’s Note: This story happens a year before the first murders of Woodsboro.

"Come on, (Y/N)!" You can hear how much Tatum is pouting just by listening to her voice on the phone, Stu's party seeming to only get wilder by how loud the music and the talking is in the background. "Just come by for a little hour... Your house is just on the other side of the forest, it won't take you long to walk... and who cares about that little stupid Chem test we have on Monday? You have all weekend to study!"

"I care, Tatum." You give out a giggle, continuing to do your revision homework while speaking with her. "And so does Sidney. So why aren't you harassing her to come, huh?"

"Hum, because there's no way she can sneak out with both her parents at home? It's board game nights, remember?" You can't help but playfully shake your head at that, another voice soon picking up in the background.

"Hey, Tatum! Who you're talking to? You're gonna need to pay part of the phone bill if you don't hang up soon!"

You recognize Stu's voice immediately, your grin stretching out at your childhood friend's next words. "Shut up, Stu! I'm trying to convince (Y/N) to come!"

You seem to be able to hear a gasp despite the party going, Tatum giving out a loud "Hey!" while the phone seems to be shoved around.

"Hey there, (Y/N)." You can't stop the giggle escape your throat when you hear the flirty tone in Stu's voice, the blond seeming a little louder than usual, probably because of all the alcohol in his system. "When are you gonna show your pretty face around here so we can finally start this party?"

"Sounds to me that the party's already started, Stu." You stop writing down your answers on your piece of paper, playing around with your own pen instead. "I wouldn't wanna ruin your fun."

"Eeey, what are you talking about? Everyone wants you here! Hey, Billy! Hey!" You slightly put the phone away from your ear when he starts screaming, having probably seen his best friend walking around his house. "(Y/N) is on the phone! Do you want her to come here...? Okay, you can't see him, but-" He lowers the volume of his voice when he speaks to you, his next words making you giggle. "*-he really wants you here. Like Tatum and I really want you here. Randy probably wants you here too-"

"Okay, you talked enough, Stu!" Tatum's voice comes back on, a groan escaping her throat as you can hear Stu's laugh slowly fading away into the music. "Jesus, that boy's get way too excited whenever I mention you."

Ever since Stu and Casey broke up, the blond has been all over you, always flirting and putting an arm around your shoulders playfully. Tatum always rolls her eyes whenever it happens, but you think the behavior is cute.

"So, what's it gonna be?" Tatum seems a little impatient now, though you can hear her smiling. "Are you coming or not?"

You look towards the clock on the wall to see that it's already nine-thirty PM,  which means that if you really wanted, you could go for a quick hour or two before hitting the sheets. "Fine, I'll-" Loud knocks at the entrance door shuts you up, a confused frown appearing on your face. "Hold on, someone's knocking."

"That's weird." Tatum shorts when she says those words, your body standing up from one of the kitchen chairs. "Do you think your mom forgot her keys again?"

"She's doing the night shift tonight, she's not gonna be back until five am." The knocks repeat, more violently this time, soon followed by the ringing of the bell. "Hold on, I'm gonna go check who it is."

"But you're coming to the party after, right?"

"I'll call you back on that." You hang up before she can say anything back, your heart getting heavier with each step you're taking towards the entrance door. You slowly gulp in your saliva when you notice a tall dark figure through the window, not being able to see any features. It's when you're close enough that you recognize your mother's ex-boyfriend, Sam, standing there with what seems to be a frustrated expression. Carefully, you slightly open the door to be able to look at him better, wondering if he's bitter after your mom left him two weeks ago.

"(Y/N), hi." His expression changes to something more friendly when he sees you, but you can't help the bad feeling swirling inside your stomach when you notice the darkness in his eyes. "Is your mom home?"

Your mouth suddenly turns dry, the tension making you nervous. "No... She's working."

"Ah, what a shame." His smile hardens, sending alarms into your head. "I wanted to ask her if I could get some of my things back... Do you mind if I come in and look for them?"

You specifically remember your mom throwing all of his stuff in the front yard when she kicked him out of the house two weeks ago, ending their five months relationship after she learned that he was cheating on her.

"I..." You hesitate, all of your instincts telling you to shut the door. "I'd prefer not." 

You remember how miserable your mom was when she was with him, hearing all kinds of bad things about him around town, especially from Tatum's brother. And you're not sure what he's going to do if you let him in.

"Maybe you should come back during the day, it's pretty late-"

"No-" His hand grips the door right when you were about to close it, a scream escaping your mouth as you step back in fear when he suddenly swings it open and gives you one of the most terrifying smiles you've ever seen. "It'll only take a minute."

You continue to step back when he eagerly walks further into the house, the panic in your heart rising. "Please leave the house-"

"Or what?" He chuckles darkly, tilting his head down at you. "You're gonna call the police-"

You dash towards the kitchen just as he says these words, only hoping that you can manage to grab the phone you left on the table before you can make a run for it. You barely hear a "come back here, bitch!" and heavy footsteps following you as the pounding of your heart drowns most of the noise around, your hands shakily picking up the phone. You have to try a few times before you finally manage to do it, about to dash towards the living room exit when a hand suddenly grabs your hair. You scream, letting go of the phone to try and make him let go, but he only tightens his grip and violently tanks you around.

"What do you think you were doing, huh? Huh?!" You let out a painful whimper, a groan of anger escaping his throat. "I just want my fucking things."

You yelp when he suddenly makes you walk towards the couch, roughly sitting you down on it while he still holds onto your head.

"Now, you're gonna stay here and let me roam around in peace... If not, well..." He reveals his teeth in a dark grin. "... Let's be honest, you don't wanna know what's gonna happen to you if you don't listen to me, sweetheart."

Tears fill up your eyes after he gently pats your cheek, watching him walk towards the kitchen behind you before you carefully listen to what he's doing. You slightly jump up when he roughly opens a few cupboards, his hands rummaging inside of then as he seems to be mumbling 'where the fuck is it?' and 'where did this bitch put it?'. It looks like your mom has hidden something of his, and you don't think he's gonna leave unless he finds what he's looking for.

You try to control your loud breathing as your mind finds every single possible outcome of this situation. You can’t run towards the glass door in the living room: it's locked and it'll take you too much time to open it. You can't move quickly enough to pick up the phone and call someone, he'll just yank it away from your hands again, possibly doing something worse. Your only option is to try to run towards the entrance door, still wide open, then run through the woods towards Stu's house to get some help. There's no way he can do anything to you if your hiding in a party full of people, and you certainly don't want to stay here and wait to see if he'll use you to give a message to your mom.

You hear him mumble another 'shit!', slightly louder this time. You slowly breathe out when you hear him walk towards the upper end of the kitchen, counting down the seconds in your head and waiting for him to open one of the drawers.

When he does, you don't hesitate one second to dash.

"Hey!" The fear rise when he suddenly screams, starting to panic when you hear his footsteps catching up faster than you anticipated. "Hey! I told you to stay still!"

He grabs the back of your shirt just as you were about to run out of the door, screaming at him to let you go when he wraps his arms around you to shank you back in the house. You fight to get out of his grip, giving him difficulties to hold onto you, but he's way stronger than you, and he soon manages to make you stand still.

"I never liked you, (Y/N)." You grind your teeth in fear when he says those words in your ear, feeling the tears fall down on your face. "Do you think your mom's gonna miss you after you disappear?"

The thought of him killing you and dropping you somewhere in the woods, only to never be found, terrifies you in your deepest core. He seems to start chuckling when he notices your cries getting louder, your body reacting before you can even tell it what to do. You feel your feet suddenly crashing down against his as hard as you can, the man letting out a yelp of pain. It is soon followed by another when you use your elbow to kick his stomach to release yourself, Sam stepping back when you do it a second time.

"You..." You watch him hold onto his stomach with a growl, his eyes looking at you with a deadly fire in them. "... fucking bitch!"

You grab the entrance door's handle with one hand, thinking of violently closing it behind you once you get outside. He seems to immediately know what you're up to. He’s about to yank it wide open before you get a chance to do it, but you  swing the door towards him at full blast, hitting his head. You barely hear him groan as he wumbles backwards, stopping in your tracks once you see him trip and hit his head against the corner of the entrance's table. You watch him fall on the ground without even a yelp coming out of his throat, his body going completely still as silence falls all around. Terrified, you wait to see if he's going to stand up, something stopping you from leaving him there, only to watch him stay still on the floor for a few minutes without moving an inch.

"... Sam...?" You wait for him to respond, carefully taking a step back in when he doesn't. "... Sam-"

You shut up when you notice blood pouring out from the back of his head, slowly staring to form a puddle on the floor as his dead eyes stare at the wall. You can't help but let out a horrified scream, falling into your knees next to him.

"No, no, no, no-" you approach trembling hands towards his neck, fully crying as you try to feel a pulse. "No, no, please... Please, don't be dead, you can't be dead-"

You scream and jump up when the phone suddenly rings, your hands shutting your mouth to try to silence your own loud breathing. Slowly, without even controlling yourself, you stand up, trying to ignore his blood pouring down on your jeans. Using one of your hands to close the door behind you, you feel like the phone's ring is taunting you, your breathing barely coming in and out as you walk towards the living room. You don't notice leaving bloody footsteps all over the wooden floors, feeling like hours have spent when you finally pick up the phone from the living room's ground.

You don't know how you manage to answer it.

"What the heck, (Y/N)!" You grab onto the phone tightly when you hear Tatum's voice, the sound of it alone with the party in the background being the only comforting thing right now. "If you don't wanna come, just say so, don't leave me hanging!"

"Tatum..." Your voice cracks as you say her name, barely being able to talk with your cries interrupting almost every one of your words. "Tatum, something... something bad happened...!"

"Why do you sound so worried?" You can discern slight worry in her tone, though you can tell that she's still annoyed. "What happened?"

"It's... It's Sam, he..."

"Wait..." Her voice ses to get a little louder, though it's not enough to cover the music in the background. "Was that fucker the one knocking at your door?"

"Tatum... I..." You slowly walk back towards the entrance hallway, dreadfully looking at the man's dead body on the floor. "He's... He's dead...!*"

"... What?"

"I killed him...!" You feel like you're gonna stop breathing soon, your chest contracting so much that you fear it's gonna explode. "I killed Sam...!"

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I Spit On Your Garage - Tatum Riley (Scream) x Reader [Smut/Fluff]

Synopsis: You and your girlfriend do your best to survive the killings plaguing Woodsboro, while being the cutest couple around.

Notes: Here's your daily reminder that my little bi heart cries for Tatum always 🙃

You have the house to yourself this weekend, so naturally, you find your girlfriend to invite her over.

"Tate!" you shout across the school lawn. She comes running over to you in her black and white cropped jersey.

"Hey, babe. What's up?" She gives you a quick kiss and takes your arm, her usual cheerful self. You walk up to the doors with her, joining Sidney and saying hi to her.

"Parents are out of town," you tell her. She squeezes your arm excitedly, gasping.

"Say no more. I'm bringing ice cream, sparkling wine, and handcuffs."

You blush, and Sidney covers her ears.

"Catch you two later," she laughs, and dashes off before she has to hear any more about your sex life. That's when Stu makes his presence known from behind you two.

"You were saying?"

"Get outta here," Tatum beats her ex's shoulder with her bag.

"Oww! Just wanted to say, there's a party tomorrow night at Sid's."

"Oh. Does... Sidney know about this?" you ask him.

"Not yet. But her dad's out of town, so we'll drop the suggestion to her." He wiggles his eyebrows.

"Whatever," Tatum mutters, "We might make it. If we're not too busy with our tongues in strange places."

You cover your mouth, giggling, and Stu looks at you two in awe.

"Aw, man... why'd we never do that?"

"You never made me cum with your dick, why should it be any different with your tongue?"

You and Tatum slap each other a high five, then a low five, as Stu grumbles.

"See you two at the party tomorrow night."

You both mumble your agreement, distracted by one another. Tatum gives you a playful little lick on the cheek, and blows you a kiss as she runs off to her English class, blonde braids bobbing behind her.

"I love you! You're adorable!" you call after her.

"You're sexy! I love you too!" she calls back, running backward, and nearly trips over Freddy the janitor.

As you continue walking down the hall, books hugged close to your chest, your lovesick smile fades. It had been an unnerving week. Casey Becker and her boyfriend Steve had been murdered... like, gross-out murdered. They found her hanging from a tree by her intestines. That's some serious horror movie shit.

The thing is, they haven't caught the killer yet. He's still out there, somewhere in Woodsboro, waiting to strike again...

The voice of reason, aka your girlfriend, returns to your head, telling you there's no way it's not an isolated incident. But as you take your seat in Spanish, all you can think of is a white mask, mouth as long and dark as Casey Becker's casket.

Later that night, at your place, Tatum arrives faithfully with all the items she said she'd bring. She collapses onto your bed, getting into one of your T-shirts. You're in your bra and panties, the LA heat stifling tonight.

"Hey... pretty spooky about what happened to Casey and Steve, huh?" you say, drawing your curtains closed as the sun finally goes down on your remote property.

"Yeah. It's hitting Sid real hard, since it's the anniversary of... y'know."

"Right." You tie up your hair. "Silly, I know, but I've been looking over my shoulder, making sure my windows are locked and stuff."

"I don't know, man," she hums, "It creeps me out, but we're pretty set. We've got Randy, who knows exactly what to do and what not to do to survive a horror movie."

"True. Plus, your brother's a cop."

"Debatable."

"He's got influence in the local law enforcement," you correct, smiling and sauntering past her.

"Also debatable." She snorts. "The doofus wouldn't know the killer if he was stabbing him in the face."

"Don't joke about that," you mutter, tossing a strewn pair of panties at her, "I like Dewey."

"Yeah," your girlfriend inspects her nails, "I do too."

You peek up through the hole to make sure you turned the porch light out.

"Huh."

"What?" Tatum calls, blowing on her nails to cool.

"It's just weird... there must be something blocking the peephole. I tried to look out but it's all black."

Tatum is quiet for a second, and her silence makes you hesitate as well. "You don't think...?" you begin to mutter, and Tatum glances up.

"Don't worry, babe. It's probably some kids or something, stuck some gum over it. It was just Halloween, could've been a prank."

"Yeah," you agree, not believing a word of her theory. You walk back over, hold your breath, and take another look. A chill runs through you as you see that the peephole is now unblocked.

"Tatum--"

"Mmshhh," she mumbles, her arms sliding around your middle from behind. Her face presses into your back, and she starts kissing the back of your neck, "Let's not forget, we have the place to ourselves. We shouldn't worry about stupid perverts probably trying to watch."

You huff, making sure the door is locked. Then you turn around, to face your persistent girlfriend. Tatum gives that evil smirk, licking her bottom lip slowly as she begins to unbutton your blouse.

"You know," you smile, taking her hands and leading her back toward the bedroom, "Having sex is on Randy's no-no list of surviving a scary movie."

Tatum rolls her eyes. "Randy just can't get laid, and he wants everyone to suffer with him."

"Maybe he's got a point," you tease, moving the two of you to the bed so that Tatum is laying underneath you. Her blonde hair splays out around her head as she stares up at you, amused. "I mean... have you seen Friday the 13th? That whole franchise is about killing horny teenagers."

"Yeah well, we're immune. The rule doesn't apply to lesbian sex. Have you ever seen two girls in one of those movies bite it for having sex? Nope." She pops her 'p' with those perfect lips.

You burst into giggles, and she giggles with you, wrapping her arms around your neck. You concede, pressing your lips to hers, and her giggles turn to moans as you thread your fingers softly through her hair.

"You look like an angel, laying on a halo of hair," you mutter, and she raises an eyebrow.

"What the hell was that?"

"I heard it in a country song," you giggle, and her face blooms into a beautiful smile.

"It's sweet. You know, nobody's ever been this nice to me in a relationship, (y/n). It's nice to feel... appreciated."

"Ditto." You kiss her cheek, and her hands find your panties, fingers sliding in. She's giving that vixen look again that gets you weak. She tugs your panties down, and patters her fingers along your inner thighs, as if she doesn't know what to do with them.

"Mmm," you moan, and she grins, finally moving one finger to rub your clit. You shudder, and she tips your chin so that you look into her eyes. She then goes down, crawling down the bed like a panther until she gets between your legs. Her tongue darts out, and she teases around you for a moment, before going for your sweet spot. She moans.

"You taste so good."

"God," you breathe, fisting at the sheets, "Tate, Tate... baby, I don't deserve you."

"Yes you do. You really do," she replies, and goes back down on you, licking your clit and dipping every now and then a little lower to taste your wetness. After a few minutes of this, hearing her soft moans between your legs, seeing her head bob and move and feeling her tongue slide, you're going to climax.

"I'm-- I'm so close," you gasp, and she swirls her tongue around your bud as you ride your orgasm out.

"What a good little girl," she grins.

You reach down, pulling her up into another kiss as you roll her on top of you. She pulls her panties off, biting her pink lip, and as she continues rubbing you, you slip two fingers into her, curving them and letting her lower down.

"Ahhh, oh god, yeah," she groans. She's always the dramatically loud one in bed. It's a super good thing no one's home.

She starts to ride your fingers hard, and you reach up with your other hand to grab her breasts, taking turns massaging them. She does like it rough sometimes, and so do you, but tonight, she's more in control. She rides your fingers even harder, gasping out your name.

"(y/n)... (y/n), make me cum... am I doing good?"

"So good Tate, sweetheart. So good for me."

"I need to--"

"Fuck my fingers, my pretty little slut," you smile, and she tilts her head back, hitting her own orgasm. You take your fingers out, and lick them clean as Tatum crawls up beside you on the bed contentedly, sliding under your arm and smiling hazily.

You're about to go in for another kiss, when the phone on the wall downstairs rings. You groan, and Tatum grabs your bra strap.

"Don't leave me. I'm scared." When you turn back to look, you see she's trying not to laugh. You roll your eyes.

"God, it could be my parents!" She gives up, and follows you down the stairs in a bathrobe she found. Just as you're getting down to the kitchen, the ringing stops... you must have missed the call.

"They'll call back if it's important," Tatum shrugs, and motions for your hand. Then the phone rings again. You both turn to look at it.

"Hello?" you answer. As you're trying to focus on whoever is on the line, Tatum takes it upon herself to slowly give you a striptease with the fluffy pink robe, undoing the tie, sliding it down her shoulder to expose one of her breasts. "H-hello?" you repeat, eyes wide as you watch your girlfriend. She opens her mouth in an 'o', presenting her boob like a game show woman would present a prize.

You giggle, and a voice finally speaks over the line.

"What's so funny?"

Distracted, you turn away, still smiling. "Dude, who is this?"

"I asked you first."

"My girlfriend's making me laugh. Randy? Is that you?" Tatum starts to slip the robe all the way off. She kicks it away with her foot, and saunters toward you.

"Talk fast, cause I'm three seconds away from hanging up," you bite your lip, dying to touch Tatum again.

"You hang up on me you little bitch, I'll cut your fucking head off."

Your stomach drops, and Tatum immediately notices the alarm in your expression. She hangs over your shoulder, trying to hear.

"Who is it?" she whispers.

"Uh..." you breathe. "It's... I..."

"(y/n)?"

"I don't..."

Tatum takes the phone. "Who is this?!" she demands.

"Oh. Just somebody who wants to talk."

"Talk to someone else, we're busy."

"I want to talk to you."

"Well, I want a million bucks and you to hang up."

"You must be the funny girlfriend."

"Look. What did you say to my girlfriend, creep?! She looks like she saw a ghost!"

"She will. And so will you."

The line goes dead, and Tatum looks at the phone, frowning. You've never seen her so unsettled, but as usual, she tries to hide it under a breezy smile.

"Ah, don't worry about it. Prank call."

"Yeah," you bite your nail, and Tatum picks up the robe, taking your arm and leading you away. You get into bed upstairs, and before she joins you, she makes doubly sure the doors are locked.

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You and Tatum arrive at Sidney's around 10, and end up sitting on the couch, making out for a bit. Tatum's a little bit tipsy by 10:30, and you had a few hits off a joint, so the two of you are having a good time. Sid's upstairs with Billy, "talking".

Stu, Randy, and a couple others are sitting on the couch opposite you two.

"Tate, would you get us some more beers?" Stu asks. She glares at him.

"What am I, the beer wench?"

"I'll come too," you grin, thinking of the privacy you two'd get in the garage. Then Randy turns Halloween on the TV, and you gasp. It's your favorite horror movie.

"You stay here and be my cute little nerd," she pats your head and kisses it, "I'll be right back."

"You shouldn't say that," Randy calls.

"Why not?" you ask him, grabbing some popcorn.

"Rule of thumb in a horror movie. If you say I'll be right back, you never come back."

"Hey, careful, Wes Craven," you scoff, "That's my girlfriend you're talking about." Randy puts his hands up. "Besides, why are you so convinced we're living in a horror movie?"

"The body count is rising, (y/n)."

He shuts up when Stu starts making 'woooo' ghost noises, but you start to worry. Randy's right. There was another murder today, and you had gotten that strange phone call last night...

In the garage, Tatum opens the mini fridge and picks out some beer bottles, filling her arms. She hums 'Sweet Dreams' to herself as she kicks the fridge door closed, and hears a rustling behind her.

"So, you gonna help me break all these over Stu's head when we get get back in there?" she asks. She nearly jumps when she turns and sees someone other than you standing by the door. "Oh, shit. Thought you were (y/n). Randy?" The costumed figure shakes his head. "Oh, okay. What movie is this from, I spit on your garage?"

She tries to move past him with a dismissive huff, but she looks down to see a knife in his hand. Her smile fades, and she backs up.

"I think I'm gonna go check on Tatum," you tell Randy.

"Oh, come on! This is the best part!"

"Randy, it's 12 minutes in, Michael hasn't even escaped the hospital yet."

You hop over the back of the couch, and make your way down to Sid's garage.

"Oh beer wench!" you call down the hall, "What're you doing in there, brewing it yourself?" You can't really hear her inevitable snarky reply over the beat of the music, so you keep walking.

Inside, Tatum backs away from the killer.

"You better stay far away from me, asshole," she warns, and when he takes a step, she throws a bottle at his balls. It shatters, and he doubles over, giving her a chance to run. The only way out is through the doggy door... she doesn't know if she can fit, but it's preferable to getting stabbed.

You hear a faint crash, and the sound of the garage door opening. You rush the rest of the way there.

"Tatum!" you scream, and push the door open. She's stuck in the doggy door, and it's going up. You scream again, and tackle the tall figure in the costume out of sheer protectiveness. You take a nearby crate, and break it over his head, making sure he's good and down before you get up.

"(y/n)!" Tatum calls weakly, eyes wide as she looks her death right in the face. You run over, grabbing her hands and helping pull her out of there before the door reaches the ceiling. She holds tight to you, and falls into your arms, crying into your chest.

"It's okay," you whisper, stroking her hair. She finally pulls away, wiping her trailing mascara.

"You literally saved my life."

"Um. Yeah?" you breathe. She surges forward with a deep kiss.

"I god damn love you, (y/n)."

You two leave out the garage door, unwilling to step over the unconscious killer, and from your portable phone, you dial Dewey's number. You have to hold the phone away from your ear as he shouts about Tatum. She snatches the phone, sniffling.

"I'm okay, doofus. Yes, of course, (y/n) was there. She's my hero. Or heroine." She bats her eyelashes at you, then her expression sours. "No, Dewey, I'm not on heroin! I almost died, asshole! No-- I don't know, I didn't stop to check who! See you soon. Don't tell mom."

You two sit, waiting for the cops and paramedics, hand in hand as people start to file out of the party, wondering what the hell happened.

"So... why'd you go out through the dog door?"

She laughs. "Do not start with me. I panicked, okay?"

"But the dog door? Really, Tate? With those boobs?"

"You know I have one brain cell, and it died when I saw the guy with the knife." You just hug her close to you.

At least she's still alive-- that's all that matters.

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WANTED PLOTS MASTERLIST: VERSE DEPENDENT MUSES

here are the wanted plots for my verse muses! these are sorted with some sub-headings to make it as smooth as possible. 

supernatural muses

alaric (hozier fc)

a play on the red riding hood myth please for the love of god. he’s a werewolf so it really works! 

a plot where when alaric is a wolf he lives in the woods by a human’s (or a witch’s) home and as a wolf he does little sweet gestures here and there but he has to finally work up the courage to interact with her in person and we go from there

maybe alternatively something with someone from his past coming back, maybe a fiance or something? either he just up and left them after becoming a werewolf or he accidentally hurt them so he left them after that and he loves them so much that he’s Terrified to be around them

beck (cole sprouse fc)

someone who wants to seduce him to the dark side! a satanic witch! or... a good witch who wants to help him and keep him safe 

some sort of jd and veronica inspired stuff where a human girl inspires him to go dark without really knowing what that means bc when he goes dark, he can do really fucked up things. how they respond to that is up to you, but definitely into beck being somewhat devoted and willing to do anything for them. 

an angel or guardian angel who believes she needs to kill him but her plans to awry as she actually meets beck and starts to understand him

philomena (lili reinhart fc)

my favourite wanted plot for her is her accidentally on purpose killing the girl she loves’ abusive father/ex-boyfriend and then they whoopsie have to go on the run and she’s terrified that she hates her but the girl is actually now like wow i’m in love with her??

let her be your muse’s henchwoman of sorts. she loves to devote herself to one woman. you’ll find a lot of that here. 

anything where her 6 foot ass can be cute and protective over a short girl who brings out all the emotion and feelings in her that she tries to hide 

cricket (kiernan shipka fc)

cricket is shielded from the world and homeschooled in a house full of other supernatural creatures so give me someone who comes from outside, maybe coming across the house by accident or walking up bc it’s supposed to be haunted and she’s just there on the porch like um... hi and blushing bc they’re cute

alternatively her parents bring a new person in who needs help and needs to stay with them for a little while (any sort of supernatural creature) and cricket quickly develops a crush so she tries to spend all of her time with them

dahlia (mia goth fc)

something with her and a witch hunter or a detective... someone who is suspicious of her that she manages to charm even despite how strange she is. someone who starts assuming that she’s used a love spell on them bc they’re so in denial of their own feelings.

sal (james ransone fc)

some witch who could leave him for dead bc witches and werewolves don’t have the best relationship decides to drag his dying ass back to her house to help him, no matter how much he complains or acts dumb. naturally, he falls in love.

horror verse muses

juniper (willa fitzgerald fc)

juniper seducing and manipulating a muse to join the cult she’s in. it’s a fun time for everyone involved. 

lana (alexandra daddario fc)

a woman or a man marrying into the kiryakov family and finding they’re actually pretty okay with satanism if it means they get to be rich and married to lana who is very devoted and very obsessed with them. 

damian (danila kozlovsky fc)

damian deciding with a woman he’s fallen deeply in love with to end the evil traditions in his family and murder his parents. this could go many, many ways. 

memphis (sofia carson fc), will (ross lynch), kirk (jason ralph fc)

these three are harder to plot for so i more need someone willing to delve into the verse i’ve created and the small weird town they live in. if anyone’s down for some mystery plots with some horror and some fun (i love romance, i always wanna include romance), ask about them!

sidenote for my horror verses in general: i have a few different ones listed on my verse page and i’d really love to do some stuff in the woodsboro, camp grizzly and of course the halfway, oregon verse.

crime verse muses

clarissa (lucy boynton fc)

clarissa goes after your muse and despite the fact that she’s literally blackmailing them there’s a LOT of sexual tension. maybe they end up in a situation where they need each other like for example to hide shit from the cops if they’re also shady. 

clarissa goes after someone’s wife or husband to get information on them but it ends up developing into something real and she’s like well. fuck.

jocey (maia mitchell fc)

some dumbass following her bc they’re suspicious about whatever she does after college and she ends up bringing them into the operation bc they’re not bad at hacking and they could use the extra cash. 

jocey being in a relationship with someone to the point of maybe even living with them but they have no idea what she does and she’s scared to tell them. 

maja (anya taylor joy fc)

give me maja infiltrating a cult for one of her hits and then developing a relationship with the cult leader’s wife (or one of many) or daughter or something. so now she’s gonna steal information, kill you and steal your bitch (or child). 

maja having to kidnap a girl or woman for whatever reason and naturally some stockholm syndrome shit ensues. it’s a fucked up relationship and we can do whatever we want with it. 

other verse muses

orion (jessica rothe fc)

anything set in wwe. a fellow wrestler from the men’s or women’s division, maybe they’re allies, maybe they have a romantic storyline, maybe they’ve been friends forever and she used to wrestle with them in the indies, maybe it’s an enemies to lovers thing. i’m down for whatever.

#as always like if you're interested #some are supernatural some are horror some are crime #a few are a bit fucked up #but i like taking a dark humour approach to some so idk we can make it work