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carpentergirl · 3 months ago

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unlit candles

It was Sam’s 18th birthday. Tara was sure their mother would forget, or maybe just not care. So, she decided to take matters into her own hands

excerpt from growing sideways

Word Count: 1066

Tara had woken up early that morning, determined to make Sam a cake. It was something she’d been planning for weeks. She’d scraped together enough money to buy a cake mix and frosting from the supermarket, finding loose change in the school parking lot, in the cracks of the sidewalk, and even under the bleachers where she’d met Wes many years before.

Judy Hicks had given Tara a five-dollar bill after overhearing Tara talk about her plans with Wes, explaining how she was going to search for enough change to buy the candles—numbers "1" and "8"—for Sam’s cake.

Tara was ecstatic, her excitement bubbling over. She invited the Hicks family and the rest of Sam’s babysitting crew over that evening to share the cake, hoping the small celebration would make up for what they were all missing.

She followed the instructions on the cake box, doing her best to stick to them.

Well, as best as she could understand them. Tara had never made a cake before, and she didn’t realize she’d need eggs or oil until the batter already looked more like cement than cake mix. But she made it work. When the oven beeped, she opened it to reveal the cake—a little more "chocolatey" than she intended, but she was sure it would be fine. Just a little well done at the top. Nothing frosting couldn’t fix.

The frosting was another battle. Tara struggled with the thick, clumpy mess she was making, not realizing she needed to wait for the cake to cool before adding the sugary top. But in the end, it didn’t matter. She added the candles with a proud grin, trying to clean up the kitchen before their mother woke up, so Sam wouldn’t have to spend the morning listening to arguments.

Carefully, Tara carried the cake up the stairs, balancing it with all the concentration she could muster. She was determined that all her hard work wouldn’t go to waste.

But just as she was about to round the corner to Sam’s room, their mother met her in the hallway. Her expression was cold, filled with a disgust that Tara knew all too well.

“She’s gone. You scared her off too,” their mother spat.

Tara’s heart skipped a beat. She hurried past her mother, the cake trembling in her hands as she rushed toward Sam’s bedroom. The familiar tug of sadness pulled at her chest when she opened the door. Sam’s room was empty. The walls were bare, the bed unmade. Tara had never seen it like this before.

It felt like a cruel joke, the world spinning around her as if it were playing a trick. Her vision blurred, and for a moment, she thought she might collapse right there in the doorway. But she held her ground.

“She’ll be back,” she said, her voice shaky, the words coming out in a breathless whisper. Her heart pounded in her chest.

Sam will be back.

She knew it.

She had to.

Her mother’s response was simple:

The slamming of the front door.

The screech of tires leaving the driveway.

Tara stood frozen in the doorway, her hands still clutching the cake, as her hope and her world crumbled all at once.

Tara calmly put the cake in the fridge and left the handmade card out for Sam, in case she arrived home before Tara came back from school.

She’d spent the whole night before on the card, making sure the design was just right, but it wasn’t just about the card– It was a gesture.

Her way of telling Sam she was still there.

Still waiting.

Still hoping.

Tara didn’t want to believe Sam wouldn’t come home, but deep down, she knew her sister was slipping away.

Since their father left, things had changed between them.

They hadn’t been as close as they once were.

Tara had always idolized Sam—her older sister was strong, smart, beautiful. It made sense that she was their mother’s favorite, the one who seemed to have it all together. Tara, couldn’t help but feel small in comparison—sickly, weak, and needy.

Sam had started pulling away, and Tara was left to wonder why.

Tara figured that maybe Sam didn’t want to be shadowed by her baby sister during her high school years.

Who would want a 13-year-old tagging along everywhere?

It was probably lame to have a little sister following you around especially at that age.

Sometimes, Sam wouldn’t come home at all. And when she did, Tara could barely recognize her.

Sam would walk in, her eyes glassy, her steps unsteady, as if she’d become someone else entirely in the hours she’d been gone.

It wasn’t just Sam, though.

Their mother had changed in the same way.

There were nights when Tara would wake up and see the shadows of both women stumbling back into the house in the early hours of the morning. Neither of them was the person Tara knew.

Tara couldn’t understand why or how it was happening, but she could feel it—feel the difference in the air when they walked through the door.

She wondered if that’s what she was destined for as well: To one day become a shadow of the girl she used to be, someone she barely recognized, someone distant and lost.

But not today.

Today was different.

Today, Tara told herself, Sam would be home, and they would enjoy her birthday together.

She had to believe that.

After school, Tara rushed home, her friends trailing behind her, their chatter filling the air.

She prayed, silently, that the card she left for Sam wasn’t in the same spot, that Sam would be sitting at the kitchen table, eating the cake impatiently, maybe rolling her eyes at how much effort Tara had put into the surprise.

Maybe they’d even laugh about it, like they used to.

But when they all entered the kitchen, Tara's heart sank. The card was still where she had left it—untouched.

The house empty.

Tara stood frozen in the doorway, the weight of the silence crashing down around her. The cake was still in the fridge, the candles unlit. There was no sound, no sign of Sam’s return.

And that’s when Tara knew: She wasn’t coming back.

#chad meeks martin #mindy meeks martin #tara carpenter #amber freeman #highschool #sam carpenter #wes hicks #judy hicks #scream #scream 5 #scream 6

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multiplefandomsdweller · 4 months ago

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Richie Kirsch x Fem!Reader

I’ll probably come up with a title soon

Pt. 1, …..

Warnings: 🔞 minors dni, canon typical violence/gore, dark themes, reader is graduated but still hangs out with Tara and her friend group, mild language, gore, reader gets attacked, mentions of Mary Jane/Cannabis/W33D

Synopsis: Twenty-five years after a streak of brutal murders shocked the quiet town of Woodsboro, California a new killer dons the Ghostface mask and begins targeting a group of teenagers to resurrect secrets from the town's deadly past…

It was about 9:27pm before you got a text from Amber

Amber: Hey, are you busy? 9:27pm

You pull down the notification at the top of your screen, stopping yourself from doomscrolling like you have been for the past hour.

You: Not really what’s up? 9:28pm

Amber: I was thinking of going over to Tara’s. Do you want to come? You could be our chaperone. She said the liquor cabinet is unlocked, and you know what that means. 😏 9:28pm

You laugh as you read the message that Amber sent, contemplating whether or not to go.

Amber: it would be fun and Tara said she had some movies to binge, including Hereditary. I’ve heard you complaining about not having the time to watch it.

You: Fine lol I’ll be there in like 20 do you need a ride? I can pick you up if you need 9:30pm

Amber: …

You look down at your phone watching the message bubble disappear then come back and disappear again

“Typical,” you say, putting down your phone on the kitchen counter. You’ve been friends with Amber and the group for about six years now. You all became friends when you were a junior in high school and they were freshmen. You're now 21 so you had more “freedom” than them if you counted still living with your mom past graduation. You felt washed up but at least you still had friends right? You take yourself upstairs to grab your things leaving your phone on the counter not bothered enough to grab it

‘As you head to your childhood room, you think to yourself, "Okay, I need my toothbrush, toothpaste, hairbrush, deodorant, comfy clothes, and my charger." The room still has posters of your favorite bands and horror memorabilia plastered all over the walls, making it seem like you were a 17-year-old horror film and music fanatic your entire life, growing up you watched horror movies like The Stab series and Friday the 13th. You much preferred classic horror over the "elevated," as your mother called them, the originals were the staples every Halloween.

You grab everything you need and head downstairs, ready to grab your keys. Just before you can reach them, you hear your phone ringing from the kitchen counter where you left it while you were upstairs. You sigh as you walk toward your phone, wondering if it’s Amber calling to tell you that the plans were canceled at the last minute.

"Hello?" you say as you pick up the phone

“Uh, hey, it’s Wes.” You move the phone from your ear, looking down at the screen and realizing it reads "Wes" on the caller ID

“Oh yeah, hey Wes, what’s up? Did someone die?” You joke before hearing Wes clear his throat.

“Actually… Y/N it's Tara she was stabbed”

You feel a twinge of panic wash over you. "What?" was all you could muster up before Wes answered again.

“She’s in critical condition” He sounded like he was on the verge of tears. “They said she was stabbed seven times and was left there, but luckily, she called the police, they got there before they could get anymore in.”

You stand there in shock about what you're hearing not able to form a viable sentence before Wes talks again

“I think you should come, Y/N, for Tara. I’m really worried about her; I don't want her to wake up and be alone.”

“Did you call, you know who?” you ask while grabbing your keys and running out the door towards your car.

“Not yet. I wanted to call her if we got an update; she's in the ICU right now.” Wes speaks in a monotone voice. “Please hurry Y/N”

You quickly pull out of your driveway, saying a brief goodbye before hanging up and speeding to the hospital.

Arriving at the hospital was nerve-wracking. As you got out of the car, your phone started to ring, making you jump.

Unknown caller appeared on the caller ID. You decided not to answer because you were in a rush, so you declined the call and picked up your pace before your phone rang again.

“Hello?” you answer as you continue walking toward the entrance of the hospital

“Hello, is this Carly?" asked the guy on the other end of the call

“Um, no? I’m sorry, I think you've got the wrong number. Listen, it happens a lot, but I have to go; I’m kind of in a rush.” You hang up the phone before he could answer and keep walking toward the doors. As you enter Woodsboro Hospital, a wave of anxiety washes over you as you worry about Tara and how this happened.

You see Wes standing at the front desk, talking to the nurse about what you assume is Tara’s condition “Hey, holy shit what happened? Is she alright? Did they say if she'll pull through?” You rush over to Wes and pull him into a hug “No, nothing yet. They are still patching her up. I don’t think we will hear anything until the morning. I was really worried, Y/N. My mom got the call and told me to get in the car, with no explanation until we were halfway here.” You step back from the hug and ask, “Do they know who did it? Do they have a general description?” You feel your phone buzz again in your pocket, but you dismiss it, waiting for Wes’s answer “No, they don't have any information at the moment, but we hope that if Tara pulls through, she will be able to give a description.” You sigh as you look around “Did you call Amber?” You grab your phone out of your back pocket and look down at the screen

5 Missed Calls from Unknown Caller ID

You initially wondered who it was, but you had more pressing matters to address “Yes, I called her as soon as I heard; she is on her way here.” You feel a sense of relief knowing someone else is going to be here with you for the night “That's good you know how close Amber and Tara are; she would be heartbroken if anything worse happened and she didn't know.” You put your phone back into your pocket, forgetting about the unknown caller, and start walking with Wes to the waiting room.

You sat there for what felt like an eternity. Wes had already left and said to text or call when we got an update. Amber arrived shortly after, broken down in tears. “I can't believe that someone would do this.” You nodded and hugged her. "I know, but she will be fine."

As you begin to drift off to sleep, your phone rings again.

Unknown Caller ID

“Hello?” You answer sounding tired and irritated

“Hello again.” the voice on the other line sounded gravely and deep

“Who is this? Can I help you with something?” You tried your best to not sound exhausted but all you could muster up was a monotone response

“Yes you actually can I was wondering what’s your favorite scary movie?” As you scoff in response you hear the person slightly shuffle around waiting for a response

“Listen I really don’t have time for scam callers I extremely busy so I’d appreciate if you wouldn’t call me and ask such stupid questions” Your voice was laced with irritation and venom “If you call me again you will be blocked thank you and goodbye” As you went for the end call button you felt as if you were being watched.

“IF YOU HANG UP ON ME I’LL GOUGE YOUR INSIDES OUT AND STRING YOU UP LIKE A FUCKING PIG” You felt your heart drop looking around at the empty hospital except for the additional staff and Amber who was passed out in the waiting room where you were 5 minutes ago “Alright who the fuck are you?! Chad?! If this is you I swear to fucking god if this is a joke it’s not funny” You felt your heart skip a couple beats your breathing feeling erratic as you rush towards the waiting room “This isn’t Chad” was all you heard faintly as you reach the room where Amber was supposed to be “Amber?” You look around not seeing her anywhere a wave of panic hits you like a truck “Aw what’s wrong Y/N scared for your little friend? Answer my fucking question what’s your favorite scary movie.” You look around trying to find the nearest escape if anything goes south “Listen who ever you are I don’t want to play your fucking game where is Amber I swear to god if you hurt her” the voice laughs tone laced with amuse and anger “You’ll do what. I’ll slice you up before you could even call 911 NOW ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION!” As you hold the phone up to your ear you feel yourself shaking “Um I- I don’t know I can’t think right now” You take off outside which you felt was your first mistake but you needed to get out of here fuck this “Answer the question Y/N or Amber dies and I gut you like a fish” You press your car keys trying to find where you parked if you could at 3:34am pitch black was all you could see apart from the occasional car passing by on the highway across from the hospital “You know going outside by yourself is a death wish I could be right behind you and you wouldn’t know” You whip around grabbing the taser that is hooked to your car keys ‘Fuck I knew this would come in handy’ you thought to yourself as you frantically look around “Listen fucker my friends mom is the Woodsboro sheriff I have her phone number one call and your fucking over with you hear me fucking over with?!” Your voice sounded pathetic and terrified definitely not scaring anyone but yourself “Times up Y/N” You felt your heart drop ‘Times up tf does that mean’ before you could answer you felt someone grab your hair throwing you down to the cold concrete of the parking lot, as you roll yourself over you see a person in a ghost face mask bring down a knife aiming for your face before they could you bring up your hand trying to stop the attacker while kicking them in the stomach “fuck fuck fuck” was all you could get out while you try to get up and take off in a sprint not being able to see in front of you made you panic even more ‘they could be anywhere god dammit Y/N you truly are a fucking idiot’ you start to hear noises all around you realizing you don’t have your phone on you anymore cause you dropped it after you got jumped by this psycho you started to feel hopeless apart of you excepted it that you were gonna die in a parking lot alone but just as you thought things couldn’t get any worse you felt a sharp sting in your shoulder painful and warm looking up you watch as the masked psycho twists and rips the knife out of you and tries to go for another shot you scream in agony successfully shoving them away and sprinting with the hardest amount of force that could probably rival an Olympic runner you see the hospital entrance not to far away ‘please please please someone be there’ you though as you hear the masked psycho running right behind you gaining as you finally reach the entrance you see nurses and staff talking “PLEASE PLEASE FUCK SOMEONE HELP HE IS TRYING TO KILL ME” you feel yourself drift out of consciousness not before you watch as the nurses and staff rush towards you hitting the cold hard hospital floor was all you remember before blacking out.

This was never how you wanted to die… being brutally slashed up by some asshole in a ghost face mask but life had a weird way of fucking up everything ‘clear’ you felt your body jolt ‘bump it up to 10’ ‘come on Y/N come back to us’ you faintly hear the nurses shuffle around trying to bring you back from whatever state you were in ‘clear’ another jolt this time you felt yourself being ripped awake gasping for air “Hey hey listen to me do you know where you are? What’s your name can you tell us your name?” You slightly crack you eyes back open exhausted by the stab wound and the jolts of electricity that just surged through your body “Y/N and I’m at Woodsboro General Hospital” You squeaked out the response before almost drifting to sleep “Oh no no we need her awake” a different voice was heard a female mid 40s early 50s probably Wes’s mother Judy Hicks you open your eyes back up looking up at the blurry figure stalking there way into the room and telling the nurses they needed a moment “Y/N are you alright?” You rub your eyes hopefully getting rid of the blurriness which it did slightly “alright wouldn’t be the word I’d describe how I’m feeling right about now but yeah I’m fine” Your voice was bitter and your mouth was dry “did they catch the fucker?” You asked genuinely hoping that at least someone saw your assailant before they took off “unfortunately not” Judy responded “The bastard ran off before anyone could catch a glimpse said you came in screaming then blacked out covered in blood with a pretty bad stab wound to the shoulder” You scoff thinking about how fucking ridiculous all this is for a town that’s had this much tragedy you’d think there would be more security especially after what just happened to Tara “Is there anyway you could give us a description of your attacker? I understand if you don’t especially after what just happened” You sigh and fiddle with the IV drip attached to your hand “He was um wearing a ghost face mask” You felt the tone of the room shift before you look up again locking eyes with Judy “That’s what Tara said too said some asshole in a ghost face mask attacked her” your eyes widen “Tara’s awake? Since when while I was out?” You start to get up pulling out the IV from your hand and taking the heart monitor off your finger “where is she? I need the know she’s alright” you get up from the hospital bed feeling a shock of pain come from your shoulder making you stumble a little bit “Woah woah hold up Y/N lay back down you don’t need to be up” You lightly shove Mrs. Hicks out of the way rushing down the hall pushing back the throbbing pain from your shoulder to the back of your mind finally reaching the call desk “Um hi I’m looking for Tara Carpenter she was admitted recently I heard she woke up” your shoulder felt like it was on fire and the smell of metallic feels your nose “yes ma’am Tara Carpenter? She’s down the hall” you nodded and took off down the hall hearing the sound of voices get closer as you approach the room “holy shit Tara are you okay?” You walk closer to Tara taking ahold of your shoulder feeling a wet sensation you look down at your hand seeing it was covered in blood “fuck it’s fine are you alright I heard what happened” Tara’s face was in shock her eyes were locked on your bleeding shoulder and the exhausted look on your face “I’m fine luckily what about you what the fuck happened to you?” You look down thinking of how to say that you got jumped by a psycho in the parking lot cause you decided to go outside after getting threatened over the phone “long story” was all you could say to save yourself the embarrassment “Holy shit Y/N” you heard a voice come from behind you turning around you come face to face with Amber, Sam, and a tall guy who looked like the spiciest thing in his pantry was salt “Hey” you smiled lightly and nodded “Are you alright I heard what happened I was with Tara when I heard I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you.”

Amber rambled on about how she was sorry but all you could focus on was your shoulder and the guy standing in the corner of the room eyeing your every move “Y/N did you catch a glimpse of the dickhead that did this?” You turn towards Sam feeling a twinge of irritation before answering “he was in a ghost face mask I couldn’t see his face” you kept your response short and sweet to her not as interested in what she had to say on the matter Sam was always a problem for you being a straight A student one second then getting suspended the next wasn’t your ideal choice of fun but she always knew how to drag you into her bullshit one way or another but late night drives while getting high was always nice until they weren’t “the guy that attacked Tara was also in a ghost face mask too holy shit” Amber looked at me with a guilty expression or was it sadness you couldn’t tell “Who’s that?” You point over to the tall guy sitting on the hospital bed next to Sam “Richie he’s my boyfriend” you nodded and took the hand that Richie stuck out for you to shake “nice to meet you” he shakes your hand lightly but with a good grip you mumble a response back ‘nice to meet you too’ the handshake went on for what felt like forever until Amber cleared her throat making you let go of his hand and step back but you could still feel his eyes on you dismissing yourself taking a deep breath while walking back towards your hospital room ‘Richie…’ you thought to yourself he was kinda cute but after what happened you had no time to think about that who cares doesn’t matter if your six feet under with your throat slashed.

After the hospital patched your shoulder back up you got discharged they gave you a couple pain killers to at least help with the throbbing and sent you home in a police vehicle Judy said “it’s safer” and that “the police will keep you safe” so you did want you were told stay inside lock the doors and get some rest hopefully tomorrow we can catch the mother fucker you slowly drift off to sleep listening to the TV playing drowning out the flood of thoughts running thought your mind but there was something off you still felt like you were being watched but you decided to push back the feeling and actually get some sleep.

PT. 1

PT. 2 coming soon…

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thingsasbarcodes · 4 months ago

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Scream (2022)

#scream 2022 #scream #scream 5 #sidney prescott #gale weathers #dewey riley #sam carpenter #tara carpenter #ghostface #richie kirsch #amber freeman #wes hicks #billy loomis #mindy meeks-martin #judy hicks #chad meeks-martin #liv mckenzie #vince schneider #martha meeks

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donniegfoolz · 2 years ago

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#woodsburro #casey becker #billy loomis #sydney prescott #stuart macher #randy meeks #judy hicks #steven orth #tatum riley #scream #slashers #horror memes #horror movies #horror

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alexmeeksmartin · 2 years ago

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chosen family - pt i

pairing(s): wes hicks x male reader, slight chad meeks-martin x male reader

synopsis: the one where y/n roberts, survivor of the 2011 woodsboro massacre and brother of ghostface killer, jill roberts, is roped into another string of murders when his friend, tara carpenter, is attacked by someone taking on the moniker

a/n: new series! not sure if i’ll end up finishing this, but i would like to at least do a couple parts! hope u enjoy <3

wc: 1.9k

it was more than enough to struggle with the fact that your sister, jill roberts, had decided to stab you alongside your mother when you were only eight years old. ironically enough, your fame-hungry sister’s sickening plot to become a sole survivor is what thrust you into the limelight. for years, the media hounded you about the ghostface killings of 2011. it took you forever to get a group of friends who wouldn’t try abuse your connections. you were finally in a stable position…

…but now some fucker had decided to put on that damned mask and go stabbing again.

“that was sam.” your boyfriend, wes, let everyone know. you were all together, minus tara, obviously. you, wes, chad, mindy, amber, and liv. and nobody was taking this seriously, not even you at this stage. none of you had really processed it all properly yet.

you watched as amber’s interest was immediately piqued. “she’s coming?”

“yeah.”

“watch everything get worse.” amber says with a sigh, clearly unhappy about sam’s upcoming return to woodsboro.

“listen, all i’m saying is, with everything going on right now, i think it’s time we take our relationship to the next, most intimate level!” chad pleads with liv, doing his best to convince her.

“yuck.” you add across from the happy couple.

“it’s fine, y/n. he only wants me to accept his ‘find my fam’ request.” liv explains to you, removing the expression of disgust from of your face.

“it’s the smartest option with a would-be killer on the loose. you know exactly where i am and i know exactly where you are.” chad continues, building up his case.

“aw, you can stalk me like a jealous boyfriend.” liv giggles.

“and you can stalk me like a jealous boyfriend.” chad jokes as you and mindy make eye contact, signalling to each other your repulsion towards chad and liv at that moment in time with just one look of your eyes. it’s funny how much two best friends can say in just a glance.

“is this because you two aren’t having sex yet?” amber bluntly asks, looking between the two of them.

“you actually bring up a very good point! not that i want to sound like a stereotypical jock, trying to get into his girlfriend’s pants-“

“great!” liv says, stopping chad.

“come on, wes, you get what i mean?” chad asks, trying unsuccessfully to get some back up, but you shoot wes a death stare, making him think carefully about his next words.

“absolutely not. i wouldn’t dare.” wes begins, clarifying that he doesn’t agree with chad to you before moving onto liv, “don’t do it, liv, there’s some pyscho out there. you make yourself harder to find. delete social media, tape over your phone camera, disable gps-“

“yes, thank you very much, edward snowden.” chad says, cutting wes off. “actually, your mother just interrogated me about tara’s attempted murder.”

“i’m sure she’s asking everybody, i mean, ghostface is back.” wes responds. a chill goes down your spine at the very mention of the masked murderer.

“she hasn’t asked me.” you chuck into conversation, noticing how the sheriff hadn’t even seemed to have looked your way yet.

“yeah, because you’re like sheriff riley’s adoptive son. plus, you and her went through the same thing.” liv says.

“ex sheriff riley.” mindy adds, “also, the press still isn’t saying ghostface.” and another chill.

“my mom doesn’t want to cause a panic.” wes explains.

“it’ll get out by the second or third killing.” mindy says, nonchalantly.

“mindy, come on.” you say. you loved her, but her insensitivity could be an issue on occasion.

“jesus, mindy, there wasn’t a first killing. tara’s still alive.” amber says, slightly angry.

“that means she could still die.”

“what the fuck?” amber is progressively getting more and more agitated at this conversation, you note.

“or the killer could come back for her.”

“fuck, mindy!” chad says as you screw your face up, “come on.”

“i’m just telling you, arm up, okay? pepper spray, check, taser, check-“ wes lists off his weapons.

“y/n in the bedroom repellent, check.” amber cuts in, laughing at him.

“again, ew.” you say, turning away from amber to wes, “i’m glad you’re keeping yourself safe.” you smile at your boyfriend.

“keeping us safe.” he says, pulling you into his arms.

“oh, shit, is that… vince?” liv asks.

“wait. that creep you hooked up with last summer?” chad asks liv, concern immediately showing on his face.

“yeah, he worked with me and tara.”

“he worked with tara?” amber asks inquisitively.

“he’s been stalking my instagram the last couple weeks, posting the creepiest shit.” liv adds.

“probably time to introduce him to hobbs and shaw.” chad says, flexing his biceps.

liv puts his arm down to his side. “maybe not the best idea to incite violence right in front of the sheriff. looks like he’s leaving.”

“plus, i don’t think ‘hobbs and shaw’ are scaring anyone with names like that.” you say, laughing at chad.

“oh, please. you’d love to take hobbs and shaw for a spin.” chad retorts, smiling back at you.

“tara says she fought back hard. you’ve got bruises.” amber states, observing chad’s somewhat battered and blue arms.

“from football practice.” he says, defending himself.

“oh, sure-“

“tara’s awake! she just texted.” wes says, his face lighting up. “i’m going to the hospital, you guys coming?”

mutters of ‘yes’ and ‘sure’ are said by your friends, but what stands out is liv saying: “i can’t, but i’ll meet you guys later.” another thing to take mental note of.

“alright, i’ll see you later.” chad says, kissing liv on the cheek goodbye. you wait up for chad as wes, mindy, and amber walk on ahead and descend into playful conversation him.

you were all gathered in tara’s room at the hospital, with wes’ arm draped around your neck as you sit on the chair right beside tara’s bed. amber stands over you with a very concerned look on her face as the twins make small talk on the other side of the room.

the door opens, and everyone looks to it. sam. sam and- who?

“you came.” tara says with a small smile.

“of course i came.” sam says, giving her sister a very gentle and light hug. “this is my boyfriend, richie.”

that explains who the random guy is.

“it’s so nice to meet you, i’m so sorry if i’m intruding.” richie says to tara.

“nice to meet you too.”

“hi. thank you for calling.” sam says, giving wes a hug.

“of course.”

“look at your hair! i like it.” sam compliments, ruffling your boyfriend’s hair like she’s his mother.

you get up and embrace sam. god, you’d missed her. even though she had her own shit going on, she never failed to be the big sister you wish you had - a loving, protective figure. not jill.

“these are chad and mindy, the twins, wes, and y/n. i used to babysit them all.”

“which is always how i like to be introduced.” wes says, to which you let out a slight laugh.

“and amber.” sam finishes her introductions, locking eyes with the dark haired girl. “hey.”

“hi.” you can feel the tension radiating between them. they do not like each other at all. “nice to see you.”

“hi, um, i’m richie.” richie says, amber looking him up and down. you weren’t too sure if you liked the guy either, seemed a bit fidgety. maybe just nerves, with ghostface going around and all.

“hi.” amber says.

“where’s mom?” sam asks tara, a worried expression crossing her face.

“she’s stuck in a conference in london. she called me earlier.”

“yeah, for all of ten minutes.” amber adds with a judgemental tone to her words.

you look over at tara, who looks tired out of her mind, probably from the painkillers. as someone who had been in a similar position, you knew that it’d be best to make an exit right about now. not only that, the reality of the situation was starting to kick in now. how were you all going to navigate this and stay safe?

“guys, maybe we should give tara a little space. getting a bit crowded in here.” you say, concerned for tara.

your friends respond with a chorus of ‘yeah’s, and you all begin to head for the door.

“not you, sam. i want you to stay.”

“okay.” sam says, sweetly smiling at her sister before sitting herself back down.

“but the rest-“ chad says, looking back to you, mindy, and wes affirming that you guys should go.

you all walk outside of the hospital, and it’s really starting to hit you now. this couldn’t be happening again. you couldn’t lose anyone else to some stupid fucking legacy. to ghostface. you lost your mother, your aunt, and even your sister - all because a pair of stupid, deranged, psychopathic men picked up some halloween mask in 1996. it wasn’t fair.

you start to walk slightly ahead of the group, with none of their conversation registering in your mind. tears start to form in your eyes as you hear them calling out your name. this isn’t fair. you don’t deserve this. tara doesn’t deserve this. nobody deserves this.

you’re brought out of your trance when you feel mindy’s hand touch your shoulder as she walks in front of you.

“hey, you good?” she asks, but sees the tears in your eyes. you shake your head, and she turns to the boys and amber. “we’ll just see you guys at the bar later, okay?”

“you sure? i can stay.” wes says, but you turn around to speak to them.

“no, it’s fine. i’m fine. i’ll see you guys later.” you say, putting on your bravest face and best smile for them. you can tell they’re not quite buying it, but they know mindy’s got you so they keep walking. you see chad turn back multiple times to check on you again, and can tell amber and wes are already bickering again by the time they get in the car.

when they’re gone, it’s just you and mindy sitting against a tree.

“mindy, i don’t think i can do this again.” you say, sighing.

“it’s fine. we’ve got you. me, wes, chad, amber, and i guess liv have got your’s and tara’s backs. we’re here for whatever you need. especially me. you’re my best friend, y/n. nothing is more important to me than your well-being. got it?”

“i love you, minds. you’re the best.”

“i love you too, y/n. and remember, we understand if you need space, support, anything right now. sam’s got tara, and we’ve got you. okay?”

“thanks.” you say, a real smile making its way onto your face.

“anyways, i need to go show chad that i still am the king of eight ball. you coming?” mindy says, getting up and sticking her hand out to you.

“i wouldn’t dare to miss chad getting his ass handed to him.” you laugh, letting mindy pull you up as you head to the car.

maybe it wasn’t so bad. it was cheesy, but maybe with your friends by your side you’d get through this again. maybe.

a/n: hope you all enjoyed! have a couple parts already in the drafts for this so shouldn’t be too long till the next is posted !! thanks for reading 🫶

#chad meeks martin #mindy meeks martin #scream #scream x reader #tara carpenter #spotify #scream x male reader #scream 5 #scream 2022 #sam carpenter #amber freeman #liv mckenzie #wes hicks #judy hicks #dewey riley #richie kirsch

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dalekofchaos · 9 months ago

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My alternate Ghostfaces

Did a post like this before, but thought I'd go more in depth.

Scream 1. I would never trade Billy and Stu for the world, but I do have some scenarios.

Randy and Tatum.

Randy Meeks' motive: He's obsessed with horror movies and was in love with but Sidney wasn't in him. He wanted to make Sidney suffer and get revenge. Also he was planning to blame Billy and Stu.

Tatum Riley's motive:She just wants to kill her cheating boyfriend and all the girls he slept with and to her NO ONE is good enough for Sidney. She doesn't want to kill Sidney, she wants her all to herself. aka Yandere Tatum.

Scream 2.

Nancy is the mastermind. Murphy and Lois the sorority sisters are the people who get their hands dirty. They were OBSESSED with Sidney in all their scenes and they did nothing with them. Their motives would be wanting the famous Sidney Prescott in their Sorority House and for her to die in their Sorority House.

Scream 3.

Dewey as the mastermind or Milton as the mastermind and Roman and Angelina as the killers.

The old Dewey was Ghostface fan theory.

Obviously this never happened and Roman was the third Ghostface and the mastermind. But imagine if this did happen.

So let's create a motive.

Dewey was unhealthily obsessed with Sidney. He was the third killer during Billy and Stu's murders. He tied up loose ends and stalked Sidney. He was tired of being the town laughingstock and tired of being the butt of Tatum's jokes. So he convinced Billy and Stu to help him. They'd become infamous, while Dewey would be seen as the hero and get the girl he always wanted, but that never happened. If he can't have SIdney, no one can. Jennifer was someone that Gale fucked over to get the Woodsboro gig. It was supposed to be hers. Gale took everything from her and she wanted revenge. So Dewey and Jennifer come together and enact their plan.

So here's my little pitch for the Milton story,

Milton is the mastermind. He essentially wants to tie up loose ends. If the story of Maureen gets out, his studio and the Stab franchise is finished. So Milton decides to use his son Roman and his new actress for Sidney to kill all ties to Maureen Prescott, finally ending with Sidney's death. Roman's motive remains the same and Angelina's motive is her cut motive was her being obsessed with Sidney, taking the role of Sidney and wanting to become Sidney.

So I thought of giving Roman a redemption arc. Milton keeping Roman in the dark about how he raped Maureen and when Sidney tells him, Roman is conflicted. Sidney kills Angelina and then Milton has Sidney where he wants her and remarks. That this is like when he took her mother and before anything gross can happen, Roman shoots him dead.

Roman turns himself in and down the line Roman would be the key to helping them in future Ghostface cases while also having Sidney and Roman grow closer as real siblings, almost akin to what Sam and Tara are. Speaking of. Roman could've been what Sam and Tara needed. He knows what they're going through, that inner darkness and especially being related to a monster. He could've also helped resolve any issues between the sisters.

Scream 4.

Jill and Rebecca Walters.

Jill's motive remains the same.

Rebecca’s motivation would be she wants a juicer and more willing victim star to sell out and make significantly more bank while possibly cashing in herself with her story of being “close” to Sidney and the heart break of losing her.

To Jill Rebecca is the mother she never had and the perfect agent any star could ever have. To Rebecca, Jill is the daughter she always wanted and someone who could easily replace Sidney.

Imagine this. She brings Sidney back to Woodsboro. She’s a shady publicist and her motive is to make a profit off of Sidney’s death and make Jill into the perfect victim that will make them both famous.

Now we could have Charlie or even Trevor as killers just to give us 4 killers since Scream 4 lol Jill strings them along, Charlie is obsessed with Jill while Trevor is doing this to be forgiven for cheating. Charlie and Trevor kills the teens while Rebecca kills the heavy adults. In the end Rebecca and Jill kills them and frames them as the killers. Jill would do her self-injury while Rebecca would rush out the door as the screaming witness telling everyone what happened.

Jill doesn’t kill Rebecca. When Jill learns that Sidney survived. Rebecca insists that she lets her handle this.

Much of the same happens but with Rebecca in the Jill in the hospital role. When Sidney hits her with the MRI Sidney says “Rebecca, you’re fired”

The final scene would be for Sidney, Gale and Dewey coming for Jill. Only to see that the bed is empty. Jill is on the run with a promise that she could return to hunt Sidney.

Scream 5. Three scenarios. Either Vince Schneider and Amber, Judy & Wes Hicks or Tara and Amber

Vince and Amber.

Vince's Motive. Embracing his uncle’s legacy and attempting to turn Sam into his partner for her to embrace her father’s legacy. This time, the Macher is the mastermind and groomed Amber to be his partner like Richie did. Amber's motive remains the same.

Making Vince the mastermind could have added an extra layer onto the lambasting of toxic fandom.

Like, Amber could still have 100% been the toxic fan, but you could add on a commentary about how her being as entitled and angry as she was about the Stab movies not doing exactly what she wanted was what allowed Vince to take advantage and groom her into doing what he wanted.

Which is what Richie did too, but adding in a little twist that Vince didn’t actually give a fuck about the Stab movies would have been a nice bit of frosting on top of things.

Sort of like what Mrs Loomis did with Mickey, with how truly terrible people can and do manipulate impressionable kids into doing horrendous things.

The one thing I would change is I would save Dewey’s death for Scream 6 and the big death would be Richie is killed instead of Dewey. We get one moment of Sidney, Dewey and Gale together. Dewey is with the Carpenter sisters. The Vince reveal happens and Vince mortally wounds/knocks Dewey out. Sid & Gale kill Amber while Sam kills Vince.

And Scream 6, same movie but the motives is Ethan and Quinn are Vince’s siblings and Bailey is Vince’s father and we see one more Ghostface, Leslie Macher and it’s the Macher’s revenge against the Carpenters.

And as for Dewey’s death in Scream 6. Bailey kills Dewey. I feel like one cop killing the other would’ve worked better, especially since Bailey is a dark reflection of Dewey.

Judy and Wes Hicks

In Scream 4, we were introduced to Judy. Judy had a past with Sidney back in Woodsboro High. Something about Judy, always seemed off to me. But you know who also had a past with SIdney? Angelina and her cut plotline was Roman’s partner. So imagine this. Richie isn’t the killer, and Amber isn’t the killer. It’s the mother-son duo of Judy and Wes.

Motive. What would their motive be?

Judy is the one who was in love with Billy and wants revenge on Sidney for taking him away. You could still have Sam as Billy’s daughter, because let’s face it that boy was a slut.

Wes could be the second Ghostface instead of Amber. I read a reddit post that suggested that Wes was a bit obsessed with Tara, let’s work with that. Wes is a psycho stalker killing everyone close to Tara so he can have her for himself and plans to blame it all on Sam. Judy killed Dewey to lure out SIdney and Gale after Wes’ killings were not working.

Sidney and Gale kill Judy together while Sam and Tara kills Wes together

Sidenote. If Amber isn’t the killer. She could either sacrifice herself to save Tara or live, the choice is up to you. But if she lives, we get the Core Five!

As for what happens in Scream 6, this video had this idea of Jason being this True Crime esque killer, so yeah do that instead of Richie’s family.

Tara and Amber.

Amber’s motive is a mix of her original motive and Richie’s motive mixed into one. . Tara’s motive would be Sam left her. Her father left her. Her mother is the town pariah who constantly leaves her for work, Wes was obsessed with her and the only guy she liked was stolen from her. Her life was shit and it started the moment that Sam left her. All she had was Amber. They became best friends, shared their love of horror and became girlfriends.

See the rest of my Tamber au for more

Scream 6. Either go with Jason and Greg or even better. Make Sam and Tara the killers.

Jason and Greg was the most interesting thing about Scream 6, SO OF COURSE THEY KILLED THEM IN THE BEGINNING AND REPLACING A TRUE CRIME GHOSTFACE STORY FOR REDOING SCREAM 2, BECAUSE OF FUCKING COURSE! Yeah, I am STILL pissed about Jason, Greg and the Woodsboro subreddit's lost potential.

Sam and Tara.

Fuck it. Melissa wanted to do it and Jenna can do evil good!

Imagine all the attacks on Sam's character and Sam being framed for Richie's murders are all a result of Gale's book. Gale changed the actual story because it would sell more. So Sam decides to get revenge.

Sam does the New York murders and believes she's alone. She's not. Tara is there to make sure Sam succeeds. What Sam and Tara do not realize is their friends are helping them. Mindy helps cover their tracks and Chad is the muscle.

Yes The Core Four are the Ghostfaces in this alternate Scream 6.

One by one Gale's life falls apart. The lies and slander are revealed to all. Sidney outright abandons her and refuses to talk to her. Kirby refuses to help her. "You made your own bed, you're on your own, Gale." And anyone that could possibly help her is dead.

Gale is alone in the Ghostface shrine to confront the consequences of her actions and the monster she created.

One by one, the four of them corner her and then they all mask off.

Sam wears Billy's mask

Tara wears Amber's mask

Mindy wears Jill's mask

Chad wear's Mickey's mask

"You had to know this was coming Gale. All you had to do was write that book about Dewey, but no, you couldn't let Ghostface go, could you? You had to destroy our lives and now you'll pay for it and all the lives you profited off of."

Sam and Tara draw their knife and gut Gale.

They pinned the blame on Quinn Bailey and Ethan Landry.

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