#chad myers

[theluckyestclover7]

@violainebriat 's comic Rodney R. Rodney is so cool (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

[tomorrowusa]

Warming seas supercharge existing tropical storms and have caused the Atlantic Basin hurricane season to start earlier and end later.

Rapid intensification has been happening more often than in the previous century.

No two storms are exactly alike – that's one factor which makes hurricane observation so interesting. While Hurricane Idalia was powerful, it was also compact. Its relatively modest footprint was good news for Floridians away from its direct path in terms of wind damage.

[dilfluvver4eva]

please horror movie men, save me!

[kanromei]

Sorry guys,the temptation was so high I couldn't resist

[lemonworldmp3]

happy halloween!

[spooky-donut-ghost-house]

Who was gonna tell me that Danny Brackett from Scream 6 voiced Abraham Reyes in RDR1???

[thatfinalgirl23]

Hey all! New here and wanted to start handing out some little horror blurbs or imagines to get back into the swing of writing! I’m real big on Scream and Halloween right now but maybe feel free to send in any requests? It would be much appreciated 🖤🤍🖤

[inxspacetime]

@pcrtrait​​ sent: ✿ + from THIS meme.

chad x wes

who is more excited for halloween? I’m gonna say Chad, but I don’t think it’s specific to Halloween he just likes the energy surrounding holidays in general, and Halloween is def one of the more fun ones (to him). He’d make sure to try and get Wes in the spirit too.

who gives the best gifts? I think Wes does. Chad can get something great when he puts thought into it, but he’s better at showing his love through action/touch than gifting.

who sings along to the radio the loudest? They’re both pretty loud when they’re into it. Overall, probably Chad.

who actually finishes a book they’ve started? Wes. Chad isn’t much of a reader, surprisingly enough.

who falls asleep during a movie? I think Wes would be more likely to. Chad could, and has, but usually is someone’s nodding out it’s usually Wes.

who plans a surprise getaway vacation? I could see it being something either does depending on the circumstance, but unless it’s a special trip they usually plan it together.

who comes home with useless decorative knick knacks for the house every single day? Chad, especially if they go to New York.

who takes more pictures? I wanna say Chad just cause I know he’d take the most random photos when Wes wasn’t even paying attention at him, but Wes does his best to keep up.

who likes baths? who likes showers? Both usually go for the shower, but if the occasion calls for it they’ll draw a bath.

who keeps a weekly planner? Wes is probably organized enough for the both of them, cause Chad sure isn’t.

who actually watches the discovery channel? Wes. But Chad will definitely join in if he was.

who brings up having kids first? This could go either way. I don’ think they’d come up for a little while, but I could see them both bringing it up at different times.

who fixes things around the house when they break? They’ll give it a try together, but more times than not they just call someone.

who leaves their dirty towels on the floor? Chad. Wes is probably the neater of the two, and while he isn’t a total slob this sounds like something he’d do from time to time.

who makes the coffee in the morning? Wes.

who gets jealous over very petty things? I wanna say Chad tbh? Not that Wes wouldn’t have his moments (especially while they’re keeping things on the downlow), but I feel Chad would be the one to do it more overall. And after the murders, I could definitely see that getting a little worse. Not that he’d get more jealous but that his protectiveness would kind of bleed into that.

who exercises more? Chad.

who starts listening to christmas music in october? I could see Chad doing this, or even having it come up on accident cause it’s in his playlist for some reason.

who actually reads the newspaper? Neither.

dewey x wes

who is more excited for halloween? Maybe Wes? I don’t feel like either are particularly enthusiastic but still get a little into the spirit.

who gives the best gifts? I could see Dewey being pretty good with that, but Wes definitely tries.

who sings along to the radio the loudest? Wes, both if it’s a song they both know.

who actually finishes a book they’ve started? Maybe Wes? Honestly I feel like neither though? Unless it was something for college. They’d both be good at starting them.

who falls asleep during a movie? Dewey, usually. But Wes has done it from time to time, so it really depends on who had the longer day. Both is also a pretty strong option, cause if one fell asleep and the other was feeling lazy they’d join right after.

who plans a surprise getaway vacation? Wes suggests it in passing, but Dewey’s the one to actually make the plans.

who comes home with useless decorative knick knacks for the house every single day? Wes? I could see them both doing it, but Wes is more likely.

who takes more pictures? Wes. Dewey will remember to every now and then but Wes would be more constant with it.

who likes baths? who likes showers? I feel like they both prefer showers (maybe Dewey a little more than Wes) but they’re not against the idea of a bath.

who keeps a weekly planner? Wes. Dewey becomes a little more organized over time though.

who actually watches the discovery channel? Dewey. I could definitely see him being the type to enjoy a good episode of Naked and Afraid

who brings up having kids first? Wes, probably? If either of them were gonna I feel like it’d be him.

who fixes things around the house when they break? Dewey usually tries. And if he can’t, Wes usually searches the number for the plumber.

who leaves their dirty towels on the floor? Dewey does it more often, but both do it from time to time. They’re both pretty good about picking up after each other though, so it’s no big deal.

who makes the coffee in the morning? Dewey, just cause he’s usually up first.

who gets jealous over very petty things? Maybe Wes? Dewey doesn’t strike me as the super jealous type. Plus the fact that every few years Dewey spends up to a week crime solving with his ex wife (who he’s known longer than Wes has been alive) could bring up some unneeded tension.

who exercises more? Wes? I feel like Dewey does but he keeps it light.

who starts listening to christmas music in october? Maybe Dewey? But honestly I think he’d at least wait until November.

who actually reads the newspaper? Dewey.

richie x wes

who is more excited for halloween? Richie. It’s almost like Christmas to him.

who gives the best gifts? I could see this being Richie too. Or at lest, his gifts would be more often. Wes would probably have more thoughtful gifts so maybe him?

who sings along to the radio the loudest? Depends on the song, but usually Wes.

who actually finishes a book they’ve started? Wes.

who falls asleep during a movie? I feel like this can go either way. If it’s one of the tamer slashers that Richie has seen at least a dozen times, he might fall out. But if it’s something non-horror then they could both be at risk.

who plans a surprise getaway vacation? Richie. I could see him planning something around when Wes has a break in school, or even right after the murders to decompress.

who comes home with useless decorative knick knacks for the house every single day? Wes comes close, but if we’re including random horror memorabilia then Richie probably.

who takes more pictures? Wes, but Richie still has a camera roll that’s at least 90% images of Wes.

who likes baths? who likes showers? I think they both prefer showers.

who keeps a weekly planner? Wes.

who actually watches the discovery channel? Wes, if either of them. Richie would usually just opt for a movie, so when it came time for them to watch a show he’d just hand the remote over and watch whatever he picked.

who brings up having kids first? Wes.

who fixes things around the house when they break? They usually just call someone, Richie can do some light stuff but anything serious would require a professional.

who leaves their dirty towels on the floor? I think they both do it the same amount.

who makes the coffee in the morning? Richie, Wes if he’s up first.

who gets jealous over very petty things? Richie. I think they both could depending on the situation, but Richie’s more likely.

who exercises more? Wes goes more often, Richie has more time too though.

who starts listening to christmas music in october? Wes, but I could also see him at least waiting till November 1st.

who actually reads the newspaper? Neither, unless the article on the front catches their eye.

bonus! michael x corey

who is more excited for halloween? Michael. Corey definitely gets in the spirit but Michael’s just kind of unmatched in that department.

who gives the best gifts? I feel like they’re both pretty even? Michael isn’t the easiest person to get a gift for, and Corey isn’t too materialistic, but they both usually just appreciate the gesture over anything. I feel like gifts aren’t too common for them, but when they do think of something to get they usually nail it.  

who sings along to the radio the loudest? Corey. Michael usually just looks at him like he’s crazy.

who actually finishes a book they’ve started? Neither? Maybe Corey but I don’t think reading is a priority for them.

who falls asleep during a movie? Corey. Michael can but if he’s near a TV (and not in hunter mode) he’s usually pretty glued.

who plans a surprise getaway vacation? I feel like it would have to be Corey? Not that they can do anything too lavish but Michael’s pretty set on staying in Haddonfield unless he absolutely has to leave, but Corey could slowly wear him down to the idea.

who comes home with useless decorative knick knacks for the house every single day? Since they both usually leave together, both? Corey would probably be more likely to pick something out though.

who takes more pictures? Corey. Michael’s never really bothered with cameras, and he doesn’t really know how to work a smartphone enough to get to the camera.

who likes baths? who likes showers? Corey prefers showers, Michael prefers baths if he had to choose one.

who keeps a weekly planner? Lol.

who actually watches the discovery channel? Neither. Maybe if they saw something on while channel surfing but I don’t think it’d be on often, if at all.

who brings up having kids first? Again, lol. Michael does have a kid in one of the sequels tho so…

who fixes things around the house when they break? I’d say Corey. Maybe Michael if it’s something simple, but more times than not I feel like it’s a group effort. Or they just trash it if they can.

who leaves their dirty towels on the floor? I’m gonna go with Michael? Corey’s probably the neater of the two. Maybe not by much, but he’d be the first to really clean up. Michal isn’t too bad at picking up after himself, but I could see him forgetting something like that.

who makes the coffee in the morning? If they have a coffeemaker it’d be because Corey wanted one so he’d probably be the one messing with it.

who gets jealous over very petty things? I don’t think they’re really around other people enough to make the other jealous tbh? But both just as susceptible to it.

who exercises more? I’d say they work out about the same amount. Maybe Michael since he tends to do more of the heavy lifting, but not by much.

who starts listening to christmas music in october? I could almost see Corey doing this to mess with Michael, but un-ironically neither.

who actually reads the newspaper? Neither.

[dalekofchaos]

Friday The 13th Game map concept:Camp Hell

Savini Jason deserved a map of his own. so my suggestion is Camp Crystal Lake, but in hell

Like in the picture suggests, the camp is literally Crystal Lake in Hell.

The lake is on fire

Sulfer in the air and the woods on fire

The cabins are charred, the windows are burned down and the doors are broken

Replace the trees with spikes

Replace Pamela’s shrine with Satan’s throne with Satan impaled while holding Pamela’s head

There is no escape. Phones do not work and the vehicles are all burned down. 

Jason kills you over and over again  have to survive below a certain number of deaths I mean it's hell I'd think Jason gets to keep killing them over and over and over and over and they just keep getting back up more and more torn up like the mechanic can be like you must have x amount of your body(soul) intact to ascends to Heaven when times up

Imagine the match starting normally, up until the moment Savini would murk Rob Dier. Instead of the kill when he grabs him by the throat, he teleports everything, map and counselors down to hell. A version of Crystal Lake/Packinack/Higgins Haven/Pinehurst/Jarvis House with a Dante's Inferno look to it. Reskin on weapons, crafting parts, and more blood. If you survive with limited deaths, your soul ascends to heaven. 

[thebowerypresents]

Umphrey’s McGee Deliver with Two-Set Show at Brooklyn Steel on Friday Night

Umphrey’s McGee – Brooklyn Steel – January 19, 2024

In the vanguard of 2000s-era jambands, Umphrey’s McGee have often been thought of as the prog-rock one, and undoubtedly, the way their more complicated tunes can sprawl out into guitar-storm, drum-clattering, puzzle-box creative madness recalls some prog-rock forebears, especially King Crimson. But prog is only a slice of how eclectic Umphrey’s can get and how they make that eclecticism a weapon instead of a neat trick. As a going concern for more than 25 years now (!), Umphrey’s shows travel what often feels like the full gamut, from arena rock to psychedelia to scraping-crunchy industrial metal, brain-bender jazz, acid blues, reggae and tender ballads. Yeah, there’s many a jamband trope — dual guitar stack-ups, lengthy excursions, brilliant improvisation, oblique lyrics and song titles, the kinds of setlist gymnastics most bands would go hands up at — but in each Umphrey’s era, they’ve sounded more like themselves, even as they got more varied, their songwriting got better and their fan base grew and stayed.

At Brooklyn Steel on Friday night, the first of three local shows in what’s become a traditional(-ish) Umphrey’s swing through NYC at this time of year, the six-piece got to business as only they know how, creating two sets of sonic voyages that sometimes felt like visits to little worlds, destination assured, and sometimes felt like madness-bordering searches for those worlds, destination unknown. They do both, equally well.

Set 1 stops included “There’s No Crying in Mexico,” “40’s Theme” and a long excursion from “Half Delayed” into the prog-metal “1348,” plus the big guitar crunch of “Hourglass.” “Sociable Jimmy” was that first stanza’s standout. It began like a gnarly Frank Zappa workout and moved into a soaring guitar noise. Set 2 featured the instrumental “Nothing Too Fancy,” starting with a wash of cooling synth, kicking up the kind of slippery drums-and-percussion you’d associate with Radiohead, and then going full Zeppelin stomp. Other highlights included “Cemetery Walk” — a Police-meets-Traffic kind of thing — which bled into its constant companion, “Cemetery Walk II,” keyboards-forward and somewhat soothing until its jittery drums kicked in again. The beloved “Ringo” — more than 20 years in the Umphrey’s repertoire — closed the show, its not-quite-laid-back-not-quite-jittery reggae lilt briefly shifting into a cover of Tenacious D’s “Kielbasa” before taking things home.

Umphrey’s McGee — as ever, guitarists Brendan Bayliss and Jake Cinninger, keyboardist Joel Cummins, bassist Ryan Stasik, and the monster drums-percussion core of Andy Farag and (back behind the kit after an injury-sidelined 2023) Kris Myers — are so adept at so many styles because they seem to approach each of them like a really dialed-in jazz combo would. The lead instruments duck and weave around one another. The rhythm instruments are tight in the pocket. They all have big ears and use them. Improvisation is constantly inspired, rarely wonky or wanky. In another band this would all be too much, from the varying styles to the arsenal of effects and the fortress-like stage setup. Umphrey’s make it all not just coherent but effective, and after their show, you’re spent. —Chad Berndtson | @Cberndtson

Photo courtesy of Chad Berndtson

[certifiedwhore4slashers]

If I can’t have you, no one can

pairing(s): ethan landry x fem!reader, slight oc x reader

summary: your boyfriend is murdered only to find out your best friend was the killer.

warnings: yandere-ish themes, obsession, murder, yandere behavior, gore, blood, violence, knife violence, toxicity, scream vi spoilers, stalking, etc…

part 2?

“It’s Halloween, and you know what that means? Your boyfriend smirks. “Mhm, we’re obviously watching the classic Halloween! Michael Myers any day! You smile.

He chuckled.”I’m going to make popcorn.” He kissed you and you kiss back. You’ve been with your boyfriend, Daniel for almost eight months now and you couldn’t be happier.

You met him shortly after moving to New York which happened not long after the massacre that took away your friends by Amber and Richie. God did you hate them so much but karma got them in the end.

You missed Dewey, Wes and Liv so much but there wasn’t anything you could do. You met your new friends not that long after moving with Mindy, Chad, Sam and Tara for College. You enjoyed university.

Suddenly, You remember You specifically told your best friend, Ethan you'd go to that frat party. "Crap, I just remembered, You frown. "I promised Ethan i'd go to that party. But you know, I never spend much time with you anymore. I should just message him."

Daniel smiles. "Okay. Nice of you to at least inform him." You nodded. You were super close, though kind of obvious Daniel seemed kind of jealous of your best friend. You found that funny since Ethan obviously liked Tara. "Okay, I messaged him, You said, unpausing your movie.

Living in New York was so much better than Woodsboro. By now, it became a tourist attraction. When Ethan messaged you back, you felt kind of bad since he seemed disappointed but nonetheless you usually constantly spent time with Ethan so the guilt vanished.

You got closer to Daniel as you two cuddled while watching Halloween, Candy, Soda and Popcorn. However something felt off. Not between either of you but something just wasn’t right.

You suddenly pause the movie. “Hey, Is everything okay, y/n? Daniel asks. “No, Something’s off, you say nervously.

“Hm, do you want me to check it out? He asks, concern in his voice. “No, I don’t hear anything I just… you say before being interrupted by a phone ringing.

“Is it you? You ask. He nods.”Unknown Number.” “Don’t answer! You say, knowing how it always ended. “Okay, He says.”Just stay close to me okay?”

You nod as you continue watching the movie cuddling him despite your gut instincts telling you that something was off.

It had been for a while, since you knew someone had been watching you, following you, for a while. Perhaps a new Ghostface or Crazy Fan of the Stab Movies, But you didn’t know for sure.

You couldn’t let your boyfriend die. Not under the hands of Ghostface. Not ever. Your phone rings. Unknown Number. But, You figured you could be okay. You answer. "Hello? You say, walking in your room.

"Hello Y/N. I missed hearing your voice."

"... What do you want from me?"

"You. However, Your Boyfriend won't be so lucky."

"No, Please don't hurt him! I'll do anything!"

"Anything?"

"Yes."

Suddenly, the caller hangs up and you come back. Your Boyfriend is worried. "Y/n, who were you talking to? He asks. "We have other things we should worry about, Maybe You should go home, You suggested.

"No, I'm not leaving you, Y/N! Daniel insisted. "Just what is-" Suddenly, someone came up from behind him, stabbing him right in the back, He groans. You were face to face with Ghostface. Your Boyfriend was still alive. "No! You said, trying to stop him but he was stronger.

Shoving you very roughly to the side, You fell and could only watch. You weren't going to be murdered. No, You'd be fine, but your boyfriend. "Daniel! You cried, closing your eyes while he screamed, you heard him being stabbed multiple times.

Then, it stopped. You opened your eyes. Your Boyfriend, dead and drenched in blood. His blood. you sobbed, Ghostface coming closer, now in front of you. Hovering over you while he tilted his head.

You whimper in fear while you scoot back, but he kept coming closer. "I'm not going to hurt you, Y/N, Ghostface spoke. You kind of recognized his voice.

"Do I know you... You said, softly. He nods. Your legs hurt while you slowly get up. Your face wet from crying. Your movie still paused. Your boyfriend’s lifeless body. You couldn't help but run. He may not kill you, but still would hurt you. You didn't believe his words. Not one bit.

You quickly open your apartment door and bolt. Ghostface following behind you. What made you so important? There was nothing really. You were an ordinary citizen and Ghostface could’ve killed you easily.

“You can’t run.”

It walked slowly as if not even trying. But that was because he was so confident in getting you. Murdering your boyfriend? That didn’t make you want him.

He must’ve been your stalker. It all made sense. You’d be his next victim. His Final Girl, Or whatever. You didn’t know. But he didn’t try to klll you. He was there for Daniel. Not you. That didn’t make you feel any safer or relieved. In fact a lot worse.

You shouldn’t been killed along with him. Then you’d be with him now. Little did you know, He was right behind you, quickly grabbing you, you fell and groaned as he dragged you right back to your apartment.

You noted that he was strong. And you groan in pain as you know you were having an nosebleed. “You look good in red, Ghostface said.

“Who are you, you fucking bastard! You yell. “Glad you asked, ghostface said. Ghostface pulled off his mask and your eyes widen.

“Surprise, Y/N.”

It was your best friend, Ethan. Who was shy, sweet and nervous. But it made sense. Who’d suspect the kind, shy guy?

You didn’t want to cry. He comes closer. “Hey, don’t cry, he cooed. Though what does it do for you. You shove him back. “Stay away from me! You say.”I can’t believe you. You were at the party.”

“I was, and well, then I just had to come over, Ethan laughs.”Your Bastard boyfriend stole you away from me. But now… he’s out of the way.”

“I don’t like you like that, You say, backing away.”Even if I didn’t have a boyfriend.” “That doesn’t matter, Because I’m not letting you go, not anymore, He says.

And when you were backed into the corner, You knew that you were fucked. Really fucked.

[ellebakers]

☆ She's back

Jill Roberts x reader (platonic)

part one ; part two (part of "desire" serie)

tag list : @callsignwidow @dandylovebot @hopeswifesblog @sthidk @im-in-a-pansexual-panik

Summary : look like your old babysitter is back.

Warnings : mention of ethan + mention of death + blood + mention of past abuse.

you rolled your eyes for the umpteenth time when kirby asked you, for the umpteenth time "are you sure ?"

"yes, I tell you again and again, it was jill, she was the one who picked me up after ethan stabbed me and for several days she gave me blood infusions before taking me to the hospital."

the blonde was pacing in front of your hospital bed. chad, sam and tara didn't dare say anything, after all, someone who wore the ghostface mask had helped them in the theater, and that person said they hadn't killed in a while. mindy on the other hand was jumping for joy, she was throwing out lots of theories about the return of jill roberts.

"it makes sense, everyone knows that to definitely kill ghostface, you have to aim for the head, except that." she paused to tone down her theory. "sidney didn't shoot her in the head." kirby stopped in her tracks and turned to mindy.

"she shot her in the heart. no one can survive that."

mindy pointed her index fingers in the air "michael myers yes." everyone groaned in despair at the brunette's argument.

tara clears her throat "listen, even though it seems unreal that jill is alive. someone gave us a hand there, and that ghostface stopped at you. that person could have killed us all but she didn't."

kirby was silent for a moment, what the young carpenter was pointing to made sense. she ran a hand over her face then leaned on the end of the y/n bed.

"very well. do you remember where was the place where she put you ?"

"it was an apartment."

kirby threw her head back, growling "that's not really helping us y/n."

you were beginning to lose patience. "sorry, but I was slightly in a daze. i only woke up at times when she was giving me something to eat and drink or when she was changing my infusions. i didn't really have time to ask her for her address. "

kirby pinched her lip to keep herself from getting mad at you. it wouldn't have been fair, but learning that jill was still alive brought back bad memories for the blonde.

"okay, here's what we'll do. I'll take you back to the scene of the assault, and you'll try to remember the road she took to bring you home."

———☆ ★ ❀ ✿ ♡ ☆ ★ ❀ ✿ ———

coming back down that alley hurt you. no matter how much you told herself that ethan was dead, you couldn't think of anything other than that night. you moved forward a little more and froze when you saw the trace of blood on the ground. it had been weeks since the incident happened and yet there was still this red mark on the ground. a reassuring hand rested on your shoulder, you turned your head and saw tara.

"are you ok ?"

you nodded slowly and smiled at her to try to convince her. "yes thanks."

tara was not convinced and she made you understand. you closed your eyes and took a deep breath before telling her what had been eating you up since that night.

"if i hadn't been so dumb, if i hadn't slept with him, we wouldn't be here. i mean, i really thought he wasn't like the others. do you realize what it would have been like if I had died that night. she died after letting a guy she barely knew fuck her."

your best friend stood in front of you, this time, she took both your shoulders. "y/n, no one could have guessed that ethan would do such a thing. you don't have to feel guilty. you gave yourself to a guy who didn't deserve it, you made a mistake but it happens to everyone."

you laughed lightly "not everyone bleeds out after a mistake."

she opened her mouth, then closed it and nodded. "It's true, on this one you screwed up." her comment made you laugh. "but you know what i mean. sam dated a psychopath and i was best friends with one. but we are still here, despite our mistakes, whe have survived and we also know that we will make mistakes again but it does not matter, it is part of life."

you nodded, she was right. "thank you tara."

"anything for you." she said to you with a tender smile.

you looked one last time at the trace of blood then you continued to advance, in search of memories.

—

you had been looking for an hour but nothing came back to you and you were starting to get impatient. your friends were starting to get impatient too, the night was starting to fall as well as the cold.

"you should go back to the hospital."

"come with us." sam told you.

you shook your head gently, smiling kindly at her. "i'm going to stay a little longer and then, i promise i'll be back."

mindy stepped forward. "i stay with you." you opened your mouth to protest but she held up her hand to stop you from speaking. "don't even try to negotiate with me."

you rolled your eyes but accepted, having her by your side reassured you.

kirby walked over to both of you and pointed a finger at you. "if you have any problems, you call me okay ? anyway, i'll drop them off and come back here."

"i promise."

the blonde nodded then she took your friends to the main street where the car was.

mindy turned to you and rubbed her hands together. "so what do we do ? do you remember anything."

you shook your head. "i have no idea."

your friend was scanning the alley with her eyes when she gently grabbed your arm. "what is that ?" you followed her gaze and saw something shiny behind a trash can. mindy approached and grabbed the object. it was a bracelet, a bracelet that you knew very well since it is the gift that you offered to your babysitter in woodsboro. you remember it since you had to save your pocket money plus the money you had on your birthday and christmas to give it to jill.

"it's jill’s." mindy's eyes widened. "what! you're kidding."

"no, I gave it to her for her sixteenth birthday. she was my favorite person in the world at that time and I really wanted to please her."

"oh my god, you know what i just realized ?" you turned to her, waiting impatiently for what she was going to say. "i just realized that you made better gifts when you were little."

she burst out laughing when she saw your reaction, you gave her the middle finger and turned your head so she wouldn't see you laughing.

"no seriously. it proves that she was indeed there. but how did she manage to lose it ?"

you grab her arm. "wait. and if she lost it later. it was visible then why didn't ethan, bailey or even a cop pick it up ?"

she nodded. "ok then, jill finds you, she picks you up and takes you to safety for treatment. then she comes back to the scene of the crime, but why ?"

you remained silent as you brainstormed for an answer. suddenly mindy gasped and squeezed your arm, her eyes widening. "bailey and ethan, they stayed here after we were taken back to sam. maybe she came back to kill ethan and she must have seen them together, maybe they talked about their plans and that she heard them."

you finished her theory. "yes. and that's how she would have known where to go for the last act."

"damn yes. and sam said bailey had the hospitals monitored. maybe he told ethan, that's why she brought you to the hospital on the day of the last act at the theater."

you looked around you. "that means she lives not far from here."

"yeah. but where ? it's looking for a needle in a haystack."

suddenly, mindy's phone started ringing. "chad ? i can not hear you." she lowered her phone a little and turned to you. "listen I'm going to the street, it sizzles." you nodded and she left.

you leaned against a wall and looked up at the scrap metal staircase in front of you, it was the first time you noticed it, how could it be.

you continued to examine the staircase then without really knowing why, guided by your instinct, you looked at a window on the third floor, and you froze. she was there. she was looking at you through the window. jill.

—

you made sure that mindy hadn't returned and you rushed to the apartment. once arrived, the shortness of breath, you knocked on the door. "open the door i know you're there jill. open that fucking door i just wanna talk." as you were about to drum again, the door swung open.

"since when are you so vulgar y/n ?"

you couldn't believe it. jill roberts. the famous killer. your old babysitter. the one you considered your big sister. the one who made your childhood happier was there. she had a few wrinkles around her eyes, and she had dyed her hair blonde, but other than that, she hadn't changed. she smiled at you, not with a sadistic smile no, she had a sincere smile. the only thing you could say was. "you plan to let me in."

she shook her head, laughing softly, then stepped aside to let you in. you scanned the apartment with your eyes, it was the one where she had hidden and rescued you. the sound of a teapot on the fire was heard, when it began to scream she took it out and poured hot water into two cups. you followed her with your eyes. you should be afraid to be alone with her. she was ghostface, she killed her friends and even her mother. but without really knowing why, you felt safe with her. she turned to you with the two cups and motioned for you to sit down.

"chamomile, it helps with the nerves." she says to you passing you a cup.

you were speechless. you opened and closed your mouth like a fish, you were dying to know how she was still alive, but nothing came out, so, as she read your thoughts, she put down her cup that she had just carried to her mouth and then she took a deep breath.

"you want to know how come I'm still alive don't you ?" you nodded and she took a deep breath.

"when sidney shot me, she missed my heart by a few centimeters, yet it stopped for a few minutes. that's why I was declared dead. they took me down to the morgue. when I I woke up nobody was there so i took the opportunity to rummage through the files, i memorized the signature of the person in charge of the morgue, then i took my file and i imitated his signature on the document which confirmed that my body had been cremated. i took the first clothes i found at the hospital, stole a car and drove as far as i could from woodsboro. odd jobs in small villages who didn't know me. when i had enough money i bought false papers, i changed my hair color and identity. now my name is madison cooper .and when all this shit died down, i moved to new york keeping an eye on you of course."

you shook your head to put your thoughts in place. "why did you keep an eye on me ?" she took a sip of her tea before answering you.

"when i did, what i did ten years ago. my original plan was to go away with you way out of woodsboro. being famous i thought I was going to make a lot of money and like that, you and I could have lived together, happily."

"why ?"

she rolled her eyes. "y/n do you really think that i didn't know what was going on at your house ? you think that i wouldn't understand seeing the bruises that your father gave you. and your mother who veiled her face and who preferred to take drugs rather than helping her eight-year-old daughter."

you looked down, the memories flooding back to you.

"why didn't you wave all those years ?"

"It was too risky. but i've been there. who do you think sent you an envelope full of money for your thirteenth birthday. who paid for your hospital bills when you fell from the tree of mindy and chad. who wrote an anonymous letter to denounce what your parents were doing. who also sent a letter to your godmother asking her to take care of you. who put your file first at the university. and who saved you when that asshole stabbed you."

"why did you do all that jill ?"

she frowned, as if the answer was self-evident. "because you were always important to me. i always felt like i had to protect you. and i feel guilty too, because if i hadn't killed all these people, maybe i would have found a job and I could have got you out of this hell."

tears were beginning to well up, you wiped them away with the back of your hand. in a weak voice you asked him. "so it was you who helped my friends at the theater ?"

she nodded. "I followed everything you posted on social media, I also dug into your friends' lives that's when I saw that chad had a roommate named ethan, and he looked familiar so i did some research and i quickly realized that it was richie's brother. so i hacked your phone, by the way y/n, you should never accept photos that a stranger send you."

your jaw dropped. "wait for the penis photo was it you ?"

"yeah, I'm not very proud of it but since you're too smart not to click on the weird instagram links, but clearly not smart enough to open a nude, it was easy to hack your phone. so that night I located your phone and saw that it was right under my apartment, I first saw what you were doing so I didn't come out to give you some… privacy." you turned red with embarrassment which made Jill smile. "but when i heard you were out of air, i stuck my head out the window and saw him stab you. believe me it took a lot of self control not to come down and the stumble. I waited for him to leave and came to get you. when the police left i went downstairs to get medicine and all the necessary medical equipment, that's where i saw ethan with an old man who i saw understood to be his father, i heard them say that 'they were going to watch the hospitals and finish you off if you ever set foot there, then they talked about a theater and the last act."

you took a big sip of your tea and she was right, it calmed your nerves. one last question running through your mind. "how did you know what theater he was talking about ?"

she looked at you with a mischievous smile. "let's say i played with ethan a bit. i called him a few times to freak him out, which worked, and tracked his phone on the day, then pulled out the ghostface costume and i went to have a little fun."

you exhaled a big blow, that was a lot of information. your phone turned on, displaying a text from tara asking if you were okay, then something came to mind. neither kirby nor mindy had tried to contact you. the only thing that could explain it is that they knew exactly where you were, you turned your head towards the front door. jill watched you finish her tea, then she put her cup on the table, she swung some of her hair that had fallen down behind her shoulder and cleared her throat. "they are behind the door."

you looked at her, not sure what to say. "i didn't tell them jill I promise you." she put a reassuring hand on your arm. "i know." then she got up and went to open the door. as you thought mindy and kirby were both behind the door. mindy's eyes were wider than ever, shocked to see jill roberts. kirby held back tears when she saw her former best friend.

"hello kirby, good to see you."

jill pushed herself aside again to let them in. mindy rushed over and hugged you. "damn, you freaked me out. i thought something happened to you. are you okay ?"

you hugged mindy to you. "i'm fine, i assure you."

kirby came forward slowly, jill came back to sit at the table, a silence settled in the apartment. then the fbi agent grabbed her gun and pointed it at jill.

you got up to stop her but mindy held you back. "kirby stop." you asked her crying. "y/n, she killed people, she ruined lives. my life actually."

the roberts girl remained unmoved facing the gun pointed at her, as if she was not afraid of dying almost as if she wanted kirby to pull the trigger.

"do it." she told her.

"no." you cried.

the blonde was trying to hold the gun but she was shaking all over. after a few seconds that seemed like hours, she dropped the gun and began to cry. mindy let you go to make kirby sit down. jill took a deep breath, when you looked at her, tears ran down her cheeks, but it wasn't from fear, more like she was upset to see her friend like that.

"i'm sorry kirby. not for killing this people. but i'm sorry for letting charlie hurt you."

the blonde looked up at jill. "sorry ? but you let him do this anyway. you let him kill olivia, and robby."

"yes. but in your opinion why did I kill him ?"

"because you wanted to be the only fucking survivor."

jill leaned slightly toward kirby. "no. because i wanted to make him pay for killing you. you weren't supposed to get hurt. you were supposed to get away and stay alive."

"and you think I'm going to believe theses bullshit ?"

"believe what you want. you can report me to the police or even kill me. do what you want, you deserve to be happy and we both know that you won't be happy if you know that i am alive."

kirby wiped away her tears, then she turned to you. your face was streaming with tears. the blonde thinks for a few minutes before turning to jill. "i'll let you live because she." she pointed her finger in your direction. "needs you. but i want you to tell her the truth now."

jill broke down. "kirby, I know the truth about what happened-" the fbi agent shook her head looking at you. "i'm not talking about that truth."

you exchanged a look with mindy. then you turned to jill. she met your gaze and more tears began to flow down her face.

she took your hands "well, if I hated my mother so much and if i knew what was going at your house, it's because." she paused and resumed. "your father is also mine."

you decomposed. "what ?!"

"y/n you are my sister."

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[alexismcknight25]

What if Ella Kneeled!

AU chapter 15 - Rewrite the past

This is an AU of my Rewrite the Past fanfic. I kept thinking What if when The Queen of Hearts asked Cinderella to kneel, she did. Every time I thought about it, I loved the idea, but I couldn’t believe she actually would so while I could imagine she would I couldn’t figure out why until it hit me if it was an alternate version of Rewrite the Past: The Rise of Red edition maybe she would. This Cinderella is a bit lost. Ever since Chad’s betrayal her family has been falling apart so what she thought maybe here she could get her old friend back. So here we go my version of that scene with some back story of Rewrite the past.

Hope you enjoy

Haylie Myers

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“Stop it Bridget” Cinderella yells out to the Queen of Hearts after she has successfully subdued everyone

Chloe looks at her mum surprised at her words and actions. She hasn’t seen her mum this passionate and broken at the same time in as long as she can remember. 

Cinderella starts moving away from Chloe towards the front where Bridget is.

“You’re better than this!” Cinderella says as she arrives the guards in front of The Queen of Hearts and her daughter

The guards bar her.

“Let her through” The Queen of Hearts commands

“This is too far. I know that what happened was hard for you, but that was ages ago” Cinderella continues, she wishes she had been there for her son. Maybe she could be there for Bridget. Not even her husband is around much anymore. She hardly sees him anymore, Chad’s betrayal hurt him. He drifted away from her and Chloe. Some days its feels like she is a single mother to Chloe. Charming was too busy to even come to his own daughters first day of school. Allowing his duties to take up all his time.

“It feel likes yesterday to me” The Queen of Hearts tells her

“It was a stupid prank” Ella says painfully

The Queen of Hearts Scoffs “Stupid, I could forgive. Humiliating a girl at her first dance, turning me into a monster in front of everyone. Now that’s just cruel” Her voice breaks a little at the end having to remember those moments again from back then

“You’re right” Cinderella agrees 

“You didn’t care then. You were off with your Prince. Where is he now. Ooh, but you will now” She speaks to Cinderella before speaking to everyone

“You will all show me the respect I deserve!”

“Now Kneel” The Queen of Hearts asks Cinderella

Cinderella thinks about it. She has lost her son. In most ways she lost her husband that day too. He was never the same. It was Auradon’s fault. Their King and Queen ignored her son. Her son was once best friends with king but then he disappeared and came back stopped being friends with him. The king and Queen turned her son into the monster he became. They refused to help him to be better. They helped Audrey to be better but not her son. The King and Queen called Audrey family but not her son. She’s had enough. Maybe if she does this she will get Bridget back. Maybe they can free Chad from The Isle and bring him home.

With all these thoughts she does what nobody expects, she kneels before Bridget.

The room gasps watching her kneel before The Queen of Hearts.

The Queen of Hearts looks shocked for a millisecond before Bridget puts her hand out to Ella and raising her.

“Thank you” She says as she brings Ella to stand beside her

“Should’ve known CINDERella, would stand by her old friend” Someone in the audience comments

“Well we know where her son got his villain side from now” another person comments

“Guess this is why we never see her husband anymore” another comments

“ENOUGH! The next person to say another word. OFF WITH THERE HEADS” The Queen of Hearts yells. Ella is now on her side, that means her protection. She wonders what the people meant about Ella’s son and husband. Where was her Prince? Why wasn’t he here?

Chloe is completely shocked that her mum actually kneeled before The Queen and is now standing right up there beside her.

Also all the cruel comments people are making about her mum and their family. 

This is the Queen they never use to make these comments about.

Now they are blaming her mother for her brother’s actions.

“Red, grab Ella’s girl. Bring her up here” The Queen of Hearts tells her daughter

Chloe starts to turn and move away but everyone is staring at her. Do they expect her to be exactly like her mother, like her brother.

These people are the reason she doesn’t have any true friends. They don’t trust her because of her brothers actions and now her mothers.

Red moves away from her mother to go after the girl. Maybe she can grab her and take her back with her to change the past.

Red is now in front of Chloe. 

Chloe is unsure what to do but realises it probably safer up front for her with her mother and The Queen of Hearts. Who knows what these people might want to do to her.

“Like Mothers, Like Daughters” A comment from the crowd as Red and Chloe make there way up to the front.

“Who said that?” Yells the Queen of Hearts

Red and Chloe now up the front but off to the side.

“Do you want to stop this, change this?” Red whispers to Chloe

“Of course I do, but how?” Chloe whispers back

Red brings out her Time Machine while still keeping it hidden from their mothers. “This can change it. We can go back and change. Just a press of the button” 

“I don’t know how far it will take us back. It should take us back to the moment that could stop all this. We need to go though before our mums notice we are up to something” Red also comments after a moment hiding the watch again

“Fine lets do it, you better be right about this” Chloe comments

“Don’t worry Princess, just press the button” Red comments as she brings the watch out and together they press down the button on the Watch as their mothers look at them shocked.

Red and Chloe disappear from time into the past.

[serge-de-nimes]

Chad Mitchell by Corey Myers

[moonlitluka]

GRAB MY HAND pt 2

Y/N takes Anika’s spot in the apartment attack (and Tara’s spot in the Core Four) | Chad Meeks-Martin x Reader | Angst, Ghostface attack

We all opened our phones to find a picture of Quinn getting attacked by Ghostface. He’s in the apartment.

We all get up and I instinctively run to the door to help Quinn. I feel strong hands grab me and pull me back. It was Chad.

I let him keep his hold on me and I grab his wrist as if for some sort of comfort. We are all silent waiting for the next move.

“Run” Mindy said before the door to Quinn’s room was kicked open. Suddenly I’m knocked to the ground and I see it was because Quinn’s body was thrown on top of me. I screamed in horror as I stare at my dead friends face.

“Fuck!” Mindy said before Ghostface swung the knife at her effectively slicing her arm. “Y/N C’mon” Chad said pushing Quinn off of me.

I look over at Mindy who is now clearly Ghostface’s next target and grab his leg trying to bring him down before he could hurt Mindy any further.

I saw Anika and Chad get Mindy off the floor and checking on Sam before realizing that I wasn’t there.

Ghostface put his hand around my throat and tilted his head. Knockoff Micheal Myers move. I felt the air leave my lungs. All I could hear when my friends who were now in the kitchen looking for a knife or some kind of weapon to defend ourselves.

Ghostface then picked me up off the floor and pinned me to the nearest wall and then there it was. I let out a blood curdling scream as I felt his knife enter my abdomen. That’s when Chad came out holding the knife block and knocked Ghostface over the head with it.

He and Sam grabbed me as Anika grabbed Mindy and we all rushed into Quinn’s bedroom. Sam locked the door as Chad and Anika placed Mindy and I on the bed.

“Fuck” was all Mindy could say as she grabbed her arm and looked at me. Chad quickly got on his knees in front of me before moving my hands off my stomach. “Shit Y/N, okay you’re gonna be fine.” He said almost as if he was trying to convince himself not me.

All I could focus on was the banging from the other side of the door. I wasn’t making it out of here and everyone knew it. Even Chad.

He took off his sweatshirt and wrapped it around my waist tightly. I groaned in pain while he shushed me. “Shh, I know it hurts but it’s better than nothing.”

Then suddenly the banging stopped. That’s not a good sign. Ghostface didn’t just give up and go home. Something else is happening.

“Bathroom door! Hurry!” Sam whispered as we all looked behind us. Chad got up to run and lock the door. “Oh fuck!” He yelled seeing Quinn’s guest in the bathtub. “That guys dead!”

Then Ghostface appeared in the doorway as Chad went to close it. Sam ran to help but it was too late. The pair retreated back to the bedroom closing the door on him. The two struggled to hold it closed as Ghostface kicked at the door.

Chad secured the flimsy lock but it wasn’t any help. I tried to get up to help but I couldn’t move. Mindy saw me try to get up so instead she ran and grabbed the dresser as Sam helped her move it in front of the door.

“Oh fuck” Sam said realizing the dresser wasn’t making any difference either. Chad looked to me and saw that I had completely bled through his sweatshirt.

He ran to me and cupped my face. “Stay awake okay? I’m right here. Just keep your eyes open.” I nodded weakly.

“Hey!” I heard a distant yell. It was cute boy from across the hall. “Sam!” I alerted her. She ran and opened the window before looking down. Well no luck with that plan we’d all fall to our deaths.

“Don’t worry baby I gottchu!” Danny yelled while pushing a flimsy ladder across the alley over to Sam. “Are you fucking kidding me?” Chad yelled.

“Do you have any other ideas?” Danny said. This is the stupidest plan ever. But we have no other options. I looked at Chad who was already staring at my stomach. “Think you can do this?” He asked wearily.

“I don’t really have any other choice do I?” I replied groaning in pain. “Come one at a time!” Danny said.

“You two go first!” Sam said pointing at me and Mindy. I shook my head. “Y/N!” Mindy yelled. “You go first just give me a second to work up the energy.” I reasoned. Chad went to argue with me but I didn’t want to hear it. “Go!” I yelled at Mindy.

Mindy ran over to the window but gave me one last look before she got on the ladder. “You’re losing a lot of blood.” She pointed out. Mindy needed to go so everyone else could get out of here. They all had a chance. I wouldn’t make it across that ladder.

“Be more positive!” Chad yelled at his sister. “Just move!” I screamed. A minute or so passes and Mindy made it across. Anika went next. Then Sam.

Danny pulled her into his apartment as Sam and Mindy yelled at me to come next. “Chad you have to go.” I choked out. His head snapped in my direction.

“What? No way I’m not leaving you. You’re getting across that ladder even if it’s the last thing I do.” He said grabbing my face. I had to get him to go first.

“I’ll be right behind you,” “No Y/N I’m not going before you!” He interrupted. “Chad! Go. I need you to go first so you can pull me across I can’t make it that whole way myself.” I tried to reason.

It was true. I would try to get across the ladder but I knew the chances of me getting safely across weren’t looking good so I’d rather him be safe before I take a risk.

“Please, I’ll be right behind you I swear” I begged him tears rolling down my face. I saw tears brimming his eyes. He sighed before kissing me.

He’s never done that before. I’ve always wanted him too but not like this. But like I said, I would take any chance to linger on his touch a little longer.

He reluctantly pulled away before putting his forehead against mine. “Right behind me?” He said before he left. “Swear.” I said

He had made his way across safely. I finally felt like I could breathe. I knew I might not make it but at least my friends did.

“Y/N! Let’s go!” Chad yelled across the alley. I took a deep breathe before getting up and grabbing onto the ladder. “Fuck!” I yelled.

Sure I’d been stabbed before but this was a new level of pain. I started shakily making my way across the ladder.

I noticed my friends had gone silent. I looked up to see why. “What..?” I asked hesitantly. “Y/N, you have to move now!” Chad yelled. “Come on Y/N!” Anika screamed.

I looked behind me to see why they wanted me to rush and there Ghostface was walking into the room. I started trying to move faster while crying. My vision was so blurry I couldn’t see anything.

I heard a clang as Ghostface set his knife down on the window sill. I was about halfway across the ladder at this point.

I took a deep breath before I felt the ladder shake. I cried out while trying to tighten my grip if that was even possible. I heard my friends cry out for me but I found focus on what they were saying.

“Please stop!” I begged but it never mattered. Ghostface wasn’t leaving here without killing one of us. The ladder continued to shake as I felt my grip get sweaty.

“Y/N grab my hand! I’m right here!” Chad called out, making me focus on him. He was leaning out of the window reaching for me. I was scared to let go of the ladder but tried to grab his hand anyways.

I saw Sam also reach for me as well as Mindy. I grabbed Chads hand as I felt his string grip. I felt him start to pull me toward his side of the alley.

Then suddenly I felt my body lose balance as the ladder fell to the ground. I screamed and closed my eyes thinking that was it.

But the impact of the pavement never came. I heard Chad groan as he kept his grip on me bringing his other arm to hold me. Mindy and Sam grabbed Chad trying to balance him.

“Oh my god!” I yelled looking down. “Don’t look down baby look at me!” Chad yelled. So I did.

He started to pull me up the brick wall of the building with the help of Sam and Mindy. Eventually I grabbed onto the window sill trying but failing to pull myself up. Chad and Sam grabbed my waist as I finally fell to the floor of Danny’s apartment.

I felt a collective sigh be let out by everyone. I gripped my stomach as I turned to face the ceiling.

“Are you okay?” Anika asked quietly. “Man that sucked” was all I could say. I let out a soft chuckle before I felt strong arms pull me off the ground and into his chest. “You scared me so bad! We need to get you to a hospital.” Chad said pulling away and putting his hand on my wound. I nodded and he carried me out to the ambulance that Danny had called while waiting for us to climb the ladder.

Time skip

I laid in my hospital bed resting when I saw Chad come into my room. I was nervous to see him now that the adrenaline was gone.

Did the kiss mean anything? Was it just the adrenaline? Does he even remember doing it?

“Y/N. I’m so glad you’re okay” he said sitting on the side of my bed. I gave him a weak smile. “I thought…” he trailed off putting his head down.

I heard him sniffle. He was crying. Over me?

“I really thought I’d lost you. I don’t want to feel like that ever again. Especially knowing I never got to tell you how I really feel.” He said.

“How you really feel?” I asked. Did the kiss actually mean something? “Y/N I love you. I’ve known ever since we moved here that I wanted to be with you. I just didn’t want to distract you from school and I was really just too scared to mess up our friendship.” He explained.

“I guess know though I know we were never just friends.” He says laughing and wiping his tears. “What do you mean?”

“The way you didn’t even hesitate when I kissed you. You didn’t pull away. Am I wrong in assuming that meant something?” He asked now less confident than he was just seconds prior.

“No Chad of course it meant something. I love you too.” I sobbed out. He reached for me and carefully pulled me into a hug.

He eventually pulled me into another kiss, this one not under any pressure just him and me kissing simply because we want to.

“Thank you for saving me.” I said my eyes still closed as I rested my head on his shoulder. “I will always save you.”

[bjtch-craft]

About Me!!

Hi, my name is Wyatt and I'm "new" to writing. I put new in heavy-ass questions because I've been writing stories since elementary school but I've been told I'm pretty good at it so do with that what you will! But I am new to writing fanfiction. I've been reading it for years and decided to dip my toes into this genre! This is also a MLM blog so if you are a woman or fem aligned please don't interact with this page thank you! I'm also a POC so some of my stories might have a slight nod to textured hair and brown skin but I'll almost always try to shy away from doing this! But you can always request a certain race. Anyways happy reading!!!

Fandoms I'll write for

Fear Street

Scream 1996-Present

The Quarry

Slasher Characters such as Brahms, Michael, Jason, Etc

Spider-Man (Any universe)

The White Lotus

Halloween 1978-2022

Stranger Things

American Psycho

What I'll Probably Write About

Fluff (Please request this y'all!!)

Smut (Maybe)

Angst (Definitely)

Characters I'll write for

Chad Meeks-Martin

Danny Bracket

Simon Kalivoda

Nick Goode

Quinn Mossbacher

Stu Macher

Billy Loomis

Brahms Heelshire

Jacob Custos

Dylan Levinny

Miles Morales

Pavitr Prabhakar

Peter Parker (Tom, Andrew, and Tobey)

Prince Eric (Live action because he to mf fine)

Corey Cunningham

Jonathan Byers

Steve Harrington

Jason Carver

Lucas Sinclair

Michael Myers

Jason Voorhees

Patrick Bateman

Miguel O'Hara

This blog is for a male-targeted audience so if you are fem aligned in any way please stay off this page. Thank you!