#scream5

[nitewingbabi]

↳ please respond…I showed you my cock            ⚤ ghostface x female!reader  【 18+ ONLY — Minors DNI 】 ✉ taking requests part 2 ▻ a pretty mouth

2023 was a different year for everyone. Covid was 2020's big killer, and now ghostface seemed to be claiming 2023 as his year. You were one of his taunting targets. Text messages, phone calls, notes in your locker or mail. He had even been in your room once to leave a message on your mirror.

‘I like the red ones’ which was referring to your panties that you were trying on the other day after doing some much needed retail therapy with some friends. 

Your group was getting smaller and smaller as more students were murdered, kidnapped or not heard from in weeks. Curfew was getting shorter that soon enough school was sure to be cancelled until the police solved whoever was running around killing everyone. 

It’s Tuesday night and you just finished showering, you had been blowdrying your hair for the last 20 minutes. The recent news far from your thoughts, the truck load of school work that was due was giving you a migraine. Finally your hair was dried and you were ready to slip into bed and start your assignment. You turned your TV on, immediately putting on your current Netflix show that you were binging. 

Eyes flicking back and forth from your laptop screen to your TV. You hadn’t checked your phone since you started to shower and noticed you had multiple messages from an unknown number. But it wasn’t unknown to you. You knew exactly who it was. 

Unknown Number +1**********

➤ quiet night? 

➤ parents aren’t home. 

➤ neighbours are out of town. 

You had only had one actual physical contact with ghostface which was two weeks ago. He chased you around your house until your neighbours came barging in and he ran away. Ever since you had your parents change the locks and debate whether or not to send you across the country to live with your aunt and uncle until it was all over. You pleaded that they didn’t and instead they paid for a self defence class for you. 

Your phone buzzed again, drawing your attention away from the TV. 

Unknown Number +***********

➤ i liked the little show you put on for me the other day. 

➤ wish i had been there to ruin those little red panties 

You weren’t sure what to write back, you sat there debating if you should even write anything back and entertain this creep. 

Just as you put your phone down, the screen lit up and the room echoed from your ringtone. 

Unknown Caller 

You weren’t sure if you should pick up, but something inside you made you do it. 

“Hello?” You hesitantly asked as you held the device up to your ear. Waiting to hear that deep voice that you couldn’t recognise. 

“Hello y/n. Enjoying your show?” Your eyes met your TV screen to see your show playing still on low volume. You turned the TV off, quickly standing to your feet to look out your window. It was barely lit outside from the streetlight and nothing seemed to stick out like a sore thumb. 

“Who is this? Why are you tormenting me?” You had asked the question too many times that it was just routine, you���d hope that one time he would budge and just tell you. 

“The question isn’t who I am. the question is where I am.” You heart began to race, eyes searching endlessly out your window, he had to be close by. You suddenly felt the booty shorts and crop top that you had slid into wasn’t the best attire to be wearing at home alone whilst being stalked by a psycho. 

“Look asshole, you wanna play games. I can play.” You weren’t sure what you exact plan was, but it was the first thing to pop into your head. Were you terrified of ghostface? Yes. But did it also arouse you how much he called you, texted you, the fact he had probably seen you naked countless times, even possibly pleasured himself to the sight of you. 

“Oh yeah? In the mood for monopoly?” He chuckled darkly on the other end, you could only hope he was still watching you from where he was. With your free hand you danced your fingers down your torso, dipping into the waistband of your shorts and panties and itching your way to your centre that was throbbing. You could hear a deep growl on the other end. 

You chuckled into the phone, knowing he was definitely watching you now. You breathed a soft moan as your fingertip circles your juicy clit, using your arousal as lube to slick your finger around the bundle of nerves. Your moans grew louder and your mouth fell agape as you began walking backwards onto your bed, allowing yourself to fall back into the plush mattress and send yourself into a bliss. 

You had forgotten about ghostface, your phone falling from your ear to beside your head. 

“Hey!” Your eyes popped open as you remembered he was still on the other end. You quickly grabbed it, slowing your circles to keep yourself on edge. 

“I want to hear your pretty cries when you cum, I want you to cum to me and only me. You got that princess?” His words were sharp and threatening, just like the blade he used to murder your friends. God you were getting turned on and touching yourself to a psycho killer. The unexpected happened next. A snapchat notification came through. 

Gfce23 added you on Snapchat! 

It was him. It had to be. You accepted, still working yourself and slipping a finger inside your dripping cunt to get more arousal on your clit. 

Immediately a video came through, along with a few photos. You bit your lip as you thought about what could possibly be on the other end. You had to take the chance though, you were too far down the rabbit hole. 

“Open them, I want you to see what you fucking do to me.” His voice was hoarse and breathless, you could tell he was jerking himself on the other end or something. You clicked on the purple square. Your eyes met a hard cock, veiny and thick. The tip an enraged red with a slight purple tinge. A single drop of precum oozing out the slit and his black leather glove wrapped around his cock. 

The video began playing and his hand jerked his cock slowly, throaty moans echoing as the video continued to play and that drop of precum dripped down his pinkish shaft. A small bush of pubic hair that led to a faint snail trail and a set of what you could only guess were abs. 

His hand got faster and his moans got faster as he pumped himself hard in his hand, but before you could view more you heard your parents car pulling into the driveway with their faint music blaring. 

Ghostface was in the back of your mind as you quickly closed your phone and got settled into bed. Ghostface didn’t call you back, didn’t text you and didn’t send anything else to you that night. But that does’t mean he let you off easy. 

It had only been a few days since you last heard from ghostface, but when you did you were surprised to see the message he had sent through was not his usual taunting, threatening approach. 

Unkown Number +**********

➤ i want to see that pretty pussy spread out tonight 

➤ leave your window unlocked

➤ i know your parents wont be home

➤ hope you like it rough princess

[abbys-wifey]

pig face perv

pairing: amber freeman x female reader

warnings: protective amber, creepy guy, SA

“Baby, hey baby.” I wave a hand in front of Ambers face hoping to get a reaction out of her as she stands motionless, a frown resting on her perfect face.

“Ambs?” I gently grasp her shoulder pulling her from whatever trance she was in. “Sorry, I was just trying to remember if I bought the drinks up from the basement for the party or not,” She shrugs. “I’ll check later. What are you wanting me for baby?” She tilts her head at me, a smirk resting on her lips as she blinks expectantly.

“I was gonna ask if that guy, uh what’s his face?” I snap my fingers together trying to remember his name. “Oh Kurt. Is he coming tonight? To the party?” I bite my lower lip, Ambers hands instantly finding my own as she shakes her head. “I specifically told that fuckhead that if he steps foot into this house I’ll stab him to death.” She snarls. I nod breathing a sigh of relief.

That man had not stopped hitting on me for almost a month now, at first it started out with a smile and a stare from across the class but then it just got worse as he would blow kisses at me or whisper some disgusting pig faced compliment or even ‘accidentally’ brush my ass as he walked past. Of course Amber didn’t take this lightly. She had already warned him multiple times but as he had ignored her she may or may not have taken it a step further by punching him somewhere where the sun does not shine.

“Don’t worry about him, that dick is not coming into this party. I promise.” Ambers lips meet mine, the rigid stance I had subconsciously struck melting at her touch. “I love you so much.” I smile wrapping my arms around her waist and nuzzling my head into the crook of her neck.

A few hours later and the party had begun, well more than begun it had reached its peak. People stand in huge groups laughing or yelling to one another as the music blares in the background.

“I’ll be right back baby, I’m gonna grab another drink, do you want one?” I turn to my girlfriend who sits beside me on the couch chatting to Tara. “No I’m alright, hurry back yeah?” She frowns slightly reaching for my waist as I stand and pulling me back down for a kiss. “Don’t do anything stupid.” She whispers against my lips causing my eyes to roll. “I’ll be fine.”

Swimming through the crowded room I finally reach the drinks table. Humming in thought I reach for the vodka before jolting forward as a hand brushes against my ass. An obvious mistake seeing as this was a huge party and everyone was kinda cramped together. But as it happened again I turn around.

“Hey baby.”

Kurt’s dirty grin flashes in my face as he leans against the table, his arms on either side of my body.

“Fuck off, Amber told you you couldn’t come.” I scoff pushing at his chest in an attempt to escape his hold. “And where’s Amber right now? Oh that’s right, not here.” Kurt smirks devilishly, his hands closing in on me.

“Don’t fucking touch me,” My voice wobbles slightly, tears beginning to brim around my eyes as fear washes over me. I stood no chance against him if it came down to it, he was almost twice the size of me with arms as large as my head.

“Aw baby, you and I both know you don’t mean that.” His hand comes up just under my breast, rubbing the fabric of my crop top with his thumb. My breathe hitches, his satisfied smile causing bile to form in my throat.

“Hey you pig faced perv.” All too quickly a fist is thrown at Kurt’s face causing him to stumble backwards, his presence moving further away allowing me to let out a breath I didn’t realise I had been holding.

“I fucking told you what would happen if you came here.” Ambers voice is fueled with rage, her fists clenched as she stalks towards the man who holds his bleeding nose.

“Dude, fuck off,she clearly craves the attention, she’s a fucking slut.” Kurt spits pointing at me. Onlookers slowly crowd around the three of us as Amber continues to storm towards the bleeding man.

“What did you just say?” She snaps, venom lacing her tone. She moves far too quickly to even be humanly possible as her hand grips the back of the boys head slamming it into the wall beside him multiple times until another figure rushes into view.

“Amber, Amber quit it.” Chads hands grasp Ambers own, gently pushing her off the semi conscious Kurt. “I’ve got it from here.” He frowns with a nod. Amber blinks at the jock before turning to face the crowd. “Alright parties over everyone. Get out.” She shouts causing an immediate bustle as everyone moves for the exits.

My breathing is laboured as Amber hurries to my side. “Your ok now.” She whispers pulling me into her body, her hands stroking my hair with so much care you would forget she had just rammed someone’s head against her wall. Tears fall against the fabric of her shirt as she watches Chad threaten Kurt before taking him outside.

“Did he- did he hurt you?” Amber chokes on her words as she pulls back from the hug, her eyes wandering up and down looking for any signs of injury. I shake my head, my lower lip trembling at the memory of what he had done.

“I’m so sorry baby. I should’ve come with you.” Ambers hands move to cup my face, her thumb brushing the tears away as they fall across my cheeks. I can’t bring myself to talk as Amber moves forwards placing gentle kisses on my jaw.

“I’ve got you now, your safe here.” Amber whispers as she slowly pulls me to her bedroom. She closes and locks the door before gently pushing me to her bed. “He tried to touch me.” I whisper unable to look her in the eye in fear of the disgust that could fall on her face. Ambers hands stiffen as well as the rest of her body. “Oh baby.” Her whispers hold no sign of disgust, but rather love as she cradles me in her arms letting my tears flow freely.

“I’ve got you now.” She repeats as her lips find their rightful place against my own. “Your safe, always and forever.” And with those words I close my eyes, arms wrapped tightly around Ambers waist as hers are around mine and attempt to fall asleep.

[fruitydinonug]

Would anyone be interested in a Jenna Ortega Ghostface x femreader?

[spookythingsss]

some BTS photos of Kyle Gallner in several projects that he’s been apart of! so proud of this man ! 🤍 keep slaying the horror genre!

[jennaicons]

jenna in scream 5

[samanthaloomiswhore2004]

She’s so hot

[xxjessabugxx]

It is adorable 😍❤️💕 #scream5 #scream #ghostface #horror #ilovehorror #horroraddict #whatsyourfavoritescarymovie

[ethan-nestor-owns-my-heart]

Give Tara Carpenter a break challenge [IMPOSSIBLE!!]

[rottenrascalart]

I’m such a simp for her

[not1-u]

Amber Freeman - hands

[liaswriting]

Someone should make a fanfic where Amber was ghostface but lived and wasn’t revealed…

[abbys-wifey]

treatment

this is a request linked here

pairing: mikey madison x female reader

warnings: fluff honestly and a sad mikey for a second.

a/n: l i stg mikey is the cutest human being to walk this earth. i would chop off my limb to hug her.

“Fuck you Amber, I’m not the fucking killer.” Sonia screams, the camera setting up perfectly beside her figure as she acts out her character, Liv. My face scrunches into a frown for my character, eyeing Liv’s bloody hands as Amber aka Mikey sighs. “I know.” She pulls out a gun and pulls the trigger before the directors call out the three letter word everyone was waiting for.

“Cut. Good day today guys. So happy with the work you all put into the scene. Head back to the hotel and rest cause we have a busy day tomorrow.” The directors shout from their seats off screen. I nod towards them and hurry off my tape marked spot and move towards Mikey who talks with Jenna.

“Hey.” I smile ghosting my hand over Mikeys lower back, her lips turning up in a smile as she tilts her head up at me. “Hi, you ready to go?” She asks. My heart melts as her eyes widen looking so innocent. “Yeah, let’s go. See ya tomorrow Jen.” I wave at the woman who raises her eyebrows suggestively and gestures between Mikey and I as Mikey turns away.

It was no secret that Mikey and I had a thing. We hadn’t labeled it exactly but I knew she was mine and I was hers. I mean the whole cast knew this and they were on our asses trying to get us to ask the question. And I will… eventually… when I get the courage. Of course it didn’t help that whenever I went onto instagram it would be edits of Mikey and I doing our interviews together.

“You tired?” I ask glancing down at the woman who shakes her as she stares back at me. “Not tired enough that I can’t hang out in your room for a while.” She replies as we arrive at the hotel.

“Alright but know if you fall asleep I’m not carrying you back to your room.” I laugh and nudge her side.

…….

The next morning I wake up to a weight on top of me. Rubbing my eyes, I glance down and smile at the sight of Mikeys head resting on my stomach, her arms wrapped around my waist as she sleeps. Obviously we had both fallen asleep the night before and Mikey hadn’t gone back to her room… not that I was complaining.

“Mikey, hey, we gotta get up now or we’ll be late.” I run my hands through her hair causing her to stir slightly. “Mm sometimes I hate this job.” She sighs burying her head further into my stomach. “Your tickling me.” I laugh squirming slightly under her hold. “Now come on lazy.” I chuckle gently pulling her up. “Yeah yeah, I’m coming.” She groans.

Two hours later and we had arrived at set together, ignoring the teasing from our cast mates as we headed to the makeup tent. Mikey was quiet, weirdly quiet, causing me to worry slightly as I gripped her hand tighter pulling her slightly closer to me.

“You ok?” I whisper placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. Mikey smiles at the action before nodding. “Yeah.” Her voice is slightly deflated and I frown but I can’t say anything as she quickly cups my cheek and walks away to her stylist.

…….

“Oooh Tara where are you? You can’t hide from me forever.” I coo menacingly, a malicious smirk stamped on my face as I stalk towards a prop wardrobe and stab my knife against the door hoping to impale anyone in there.

“Ok and cut. Nice work Jenna and Y/N. Take a minute and have some lunch before we continue.” The directors grin.

Just as I turn to Jenna to complain about having to wear the ghostface costume in this heat Jasmin runs up to me. “Mikey’s crying. Or like really close to it. You should probably come see.” Jasmins rather panicked, her forehead creased and eyebrows narrowed. My eyes widen at the news and I nod rushing towards where Jasmin points without so much as a bye.

I approach Mikeys trailer, her door slightly open as Melissa sits inside with Mikey, her hand on Mikeys back. “Hey look Y/Ns here.” Melissa grins and Mikeys head snaps up, eyes rather red and swollen. “No no, please go you can’t see me like this.” I freeze slightly unsure if she really wanted me to go or not.

Melissa stands up and gives me a look that says don’t you dare leave her before she walks out the trailer and closes the door behind her.

“Hey what’s wrong?” I whisper, crouching in front of Mikey who inhales deeply and shakes her head. “I hate that question.” She half laughs half sobs as she buries her head in her hands. I laugh gently before pulling her hands from her face. “Well can you answer it for me?” Mikey scrunches her nose. “I’m not sure what the answer is. I think I just got a little overwhelmed. It’s silly.” She sighs and looks away from me as tears fall down her cheeks.

“It’s not silly to feel overwhelmed. I know I feel overwhelmed all the time, it’s normal ok? It is silly though, to think I’m gonna think of you any differently seeing you like this.” I whisper moving to cup Mikeys cheeks, my thumbs wiping away the tears that sit there.

Mikey hums in agreement. “I feel so stupid though. I’m sorry you had to come here for nothing.” She smiles sadly glancing at the floor. My fingers find their way under her chin tilting it up so she can look at me. “You have nothing to be sorry for. I came because I wanted to make sure you were ok. Because I care about you. So much in fact that when your feeling better I want to ask you to be my girlfriend.” I grin feeling a blush fall on my cheeks as Mikeys eyes widen.

“It took you long enough. Well when I’m feeling better I will say yes.” She sniffs slightly. Silence encompasses us for a minute as we gaze at one another, her eyes drifting from my lips to my eyes mirroring my own actions.

“Funny, I think I’m feeling better now.” She whispers, her face moving closer to my own. I hum in acknowledgement and raise an eyebrow. “Yeah? I’m very happy for you.” I reply using the same soft tone. It’s Mikeys turn to hum in acknowledgment, her eyes lingering on my lips.

Leaning forward slightly my lips ghost over her own, both our breathing hitching slightly. “Hurry up.” She whispers which is all the encouragement I need as I press my lips against hers. She tastes salty from her tears but I don’t care as I pull her even closer, her small frame finding comfort on my thighs. Goosebumps erupt down my back as her hands run up and down my spine.

Pulling back I can’t stop the smile from spreading across my lips at Mikeys flushed face. “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting that.” I breathe, my hands remaining locked behind her neck. Mikey chuckles and shakes her head. “I hope this is the kind of treatment I get every time I feel overwhelmed.” She sighs falling against my chest. I nod and close my eyes, finally feeling content and praying she can’t hear my heartbeat increase.

…….

Finally Mikey and I were official, the cast and crew congratulating us as we told them a few days after the incident. We intended to keep our relationship private from fans for now, but considering all the rumours surrounding the two of us anyway it didn’t change much. I didn’t care though. I was happy. Mikey was happy. And that’s all that really matters.

bonus:

“Mikey. Mikey. Y/Ns hurt. Come quick.” Jenna’s voice echoes through the set as she darts around trying to find Mikey.

“Oh shit, I’m coming.” Mikey drops her plate of food on the nearest surface and rushes after Jenna finding me splayed out on the floor in my ghostface outfit, my face sliced and dried blood littering my cheeks.

“Help, I’m in need of some special treatment.” I open one eye and smirk at Mikey who rolls her eyes, a smile adorning her perfect face.

“You scared me. That makeups looking too real oh my.” Mikey crouches down beside me placing a quick kiss on my lips. “Your an idiot, you know that?” She sighs watching the blush rush to my cheeks. I blink innocently. “But I’m your idiot.”

[90sfinalgirl]

You know I will never forgive the scream writers for doing the Macher family in the recent movies. Most notable, is Vince. The fact that they killed Vince off so early completely baffles me. Like he never even got to meet Sam. The fact that they have TWO characters related to the OG killers and they never have them interact or even meet one another was absolutely devastating.

Like Vince doesn't even get one of the character posters like the others, they gave him nothing.

Like it could have been so interesting having him and Sam interact like there's an interesting dynamic that you could play with. Like how Vince probably knew for a long time that he was related to Stu and how Stu's legacy impacted him and his family vs Sam who has tried to hide from it and has learned about it in the last 10 years whilst dealing with hallucinations of her father.

Heck, theres plenty you could do with Vince and the other characters, like Chad and Mindy. Like an easy callback you could make Is Chad and Vince arguing and accusing the other of being the killer like how Stu and Randy did in the first movie.

Heck, there's a really easy one you could do if you had let him live up to the meeting at the Meeks house when Sam reveals that Billy is her father and Vince is shocked as a callback to when Billy revealed his true motive.

Heck, it could be an easy solution to Richie in Amber's plan near the end with the whole trying to spin that Sam is the mastermind. Their plan makes absolutely no sense when you remember that both Richie and Sam had to have taken police reports after the attack at the hospital. Like how were they gonna say Sam was the only killer when Richie himself said in the report there's another killer. It's really so simple, they could frame Sam AND Vince and try to spin that the two of them wanted revenge against Sydney and went on a killing spree because they're both related to the killers.

And if they wanted to bring Stu back that's another good conflict they could have with Vince and his uncle.

Like seriously, Vince was so wasted in Scream 5

[iiheartsai]

i hate the scream fandom on twitter they just dogpile the meeks twins and it’s starting to feel a little racist…

saying mindy is annoying when she’s literally the carbon copy of their favorite character randy just black, gay and female!!! plus saying that chad should have died blah blah when Tara was literally in a wheelchair and dying in scream 5 but was perfectly fine in 6 where she FELL on a knife .. but no one is saying her surviving is unrealistic. like idk it just feels strange to me and idc they are the best new characters

[xxjessabugxx]

No you hang up 😘💖💖💖#scream #whatsyourfavoritescarymovie #scream5 #horror