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Thinking of you
Tara carpenter x Amber freeman
Summary: Tara can’t stop thinking Amber
It was a nice day outside Tara, Mindy, liv and chad were sitting on benches out of school talking. Tara was too deep in thought to notice Amber was now sitting next to her.“You coming to the party tonight?” Amber asked, Tara almost jumped out of her seat “umm…yeah sure”
“Cool can you bring some booze”
“Sure” Tara said staring at Amber.
While Tara was walking back home she kept thinking about Amber she had began to think of attractive she actually was. It started a while ago when they went shopping together and Amber tried on those outfits that made her look like a movie star and Tara’s heart fluttered in that moment.
The innocent crush has now turned into a very very serious crush and Tara is trying to hide it.
Tara was drying her hair since she had been in the shower. She picked out her most favourite top and skirt also some makeup.
Once she was ready she headed out and went to Amber’s on her way there she could hear loud music blaring from speakers and shouting. In one bag she had booze and the other a bunch of snacks there’s probably heaps in the house but she still took some.
She had finally arrived and seen some people that were already drunk and when she went into the living room she dogged cups flying at her and accidentally bumping into people then quietly apologising. Tara tried to find her friends but didn’t see them anywhere until hearing Chad shouting at the top of his lungs she followed the noise and found him in a crowd of people in the living room. Tara went up to chad “hey Chad do you know where Amber is?” Tara shouted
“I think she’s in the kitchen with Mindy or something I don’t know”
“Thanks Chad” Tara then went to the kitchen but neither Mindy or Amber were there. She asked everyone if they had seen Amber until finally she seen Amber walk into the living room.
She had on a red velvet dress on with of the shoulder sleeves she looked amazing. Amber had seen Tara and walked over to her, Amber was very drunk “come on dance with me” she said Tara danced with her the whole night. They went upstairs and into her bedroom both of them were now very very drunk. Amber was gazing into Tara’s eyes never taking her eyes off of her slowly she leaned in and their lips touched Tara suddenly breaks the kiss looking shocked she then turned around and ran downstairs and out the house.
She ran all the way back home and laid in her bed she felt so embarrassed. She wished she never left, that that was her chance Amber had kissed her but she was drunk and probably didn’t mean to she thought to herself. All she could of for the rest of the night was Amber and barely got any sleep.
The next day she woke up and decided not to go to school she was too embarrassed to go and if Amber remembered what happened last night. Oh god I hope she was to drunk to remember thought Tara, Tara got up to make breakfast she had a horrendous headache that didn’t go away once she had breakfast she laid on her couch and put on the TV there was barely any movies to watch. She finally picked a movie and went on her phone there were pictures of the party last night and again all
Tara could think about was Amber. The movie had ended and Tara decided to put her phone down and have a sleep.
When she woke up it was now lunch time but she didn’t have a headache now and now she felt hungry. All there was was some bread and pasta because she her mom forgot to get anything so that’s what she was going to eat. While she was making the pasta there was a knock on the door. “Coming” Tara shouted, walking up to the door when she had opened the door she got a surprise it was Amber what was she doing here. “Amber! What are you doing here? shouldn’t you be at school” Tara said Amber looked at her “shouldn’t you be at school a well” she replied
“I had a headache” Tara said “now bye” Tara was closing the door but Amber shoved her foot in the door. “I need to talk to you” Amber said
“About what”
“About what happened last night” Tara stared at her “okay” Tara slowly opened the door.
Amber sat down while Tara put some pasta into a plate “want some?” She said “no thank you”. Tara sat down with Amber not moving the plate of pasta to the side. Amber began to speak “look I’m sorry about what happened last night, I was drunk and didn’t mean to kiss you” Amber said quickly
“It’s okay I know you were drunk I accept your apology” Tara said.
“Really?” Amber asked shocked
“Yeah”
“Oh that was easy” Amber said
“I actually need to tell you something” Tara quickly said “it’s been something that has been on my mind for a while”
“Okay go on then” Amber said
Tara took a deep breath before speaking “ I have a REALLY big crush on you and I’ve been keeping it a secret and I couldn’t stop thinking about you, then you kissed me and I got shocked so I ran away” Tara said quickly. Amber stared at her for a moment. She waited for Amber to reply to what she said. “I have something to tell you as well” Amber said “I love you so much and I also couldn’t stop thinking about you” Amber also said quickly. Tara looked shocked
Then smiled “I love you too.” The rest of the day her and Amber sat together watching movies and talking.
#scream#amber freeman#scream fanfic#mikey madison#scream 2022#amber freeman fanfic#tara carpenter fanfiction#tara carpenter#jenna ortega#tamber
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I'm horrible at requests but how about baking with Amber or maybe taking care of her when she's sick and she's really stubborn
Sick - Amber Freeman
Warnings: being sick
Amber lay down in bed, sneezing from time to time and coughing. You were downstairs preparing some soup and getting medicine,
You poured into a bowl, You could hear Amber coughing painfully. Quickly you grabbed a glass of water and medicine and went upstairs.
Amber was surrounded by blankets, pillows, boxes of tissues and more blankets. “Come on baby I’ll be fine you don’t need to help me” Amber said her voice raspy.
“Just let me help you” you begged.
“But I’m fine see” Amber got out of bed shivering and twirled around but got dizzy and almost fell down the stairs.
Amber got back into bed coughing more and more. You just looked at her and shook your head and sighed. You walked up to Amber and laid a hand on her head, she was burning “you’re so hot!”
“Now’s not the time for flirting” Amber mumbled smirking.
You looked at her “I was talking about your temperature” you said smiling a bit.
You walked over to grab the medicine and water when suddenly you remembered: soup! “Fuck” you quickly gave Amber her medicine and ran downstairs and checked the soup, it was now cold.
You put it in the microwave for a few minutes before taking it out. You came back upstairs Amber was now starving, you brought the soup over to her. She quickly took it and started eating you got in bed and got under the covers cuddling Amber. After amber finished her soup she fell asleep in your arms and you finally went to sleep.
Amber woke a few times feeling nauseous and coughing a few times finally she couldn’t take it anymore so she got up and went to get water but suddenly she threw up all over the carpet. “Shit” she whispered she felt like she was going to throw up so she ran right over to the bathroom. You woke up and heard Amber being sick so you got up when you walked over amber flushed the toilet and sat on the ground “babe you okay?” You said Amber got up and fell into your arms. “I’ll go run you a bath” you said Amber just nodded.
You helped Amber into the bathtub and you then cleaned up everything. One she got out of the bath she got dressed and back into bed. You brought some more water and medicine, she took the medicine and pulled you into bed with her. “Sorry for waking you up” she whispered
“It’s okay don’t be sorry”
You kissed Amber on the head she smiled and closed her eyes. It didn’t take long for Amber to fall asleep soon you fell asleep hugging Amber.
#scream#amber freeman#scream fanfic#mikey madison#amber freeman x reader#amber freeman x y/n#amber freeman fanfic#amber freeman imagine#amber freeman x you
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HEYY!!
first up. just wanna say how much i love your art work and writing! its so talented!
would you possibly write for amber x fem reader cuddling ? cuz let’s be real deep down amber gotta be a real softie i mean you saw how she was with tara at the start of the movie 😭😭 (minus the attempted killing part) thanks so much in. advance :))
Thank you you’re so sweet!! I hope you like it and thanks for the request ❤️
a Long day
Amber Freeman x Fem reader
Summary: after a long day you and Amber like to watch a movie and cuddle.
After a long day You finally showed up to Amber’s. Work was a nightmare and you just needing hugs. Amber had been waiting all day for you she had bought new some movies to watch while cuddling like you both did basically every day.
Once you got in the door you took off your jacket and shoes off. Amber was waiting she ran over for a huge embrace to welcome you. She took your hand and lead you to the sofa where there were pile’s of blankets, pillows and a lot of movies’.
Amber and you sat down and Amber pulled the blankets over the two of you and got comfy. You have your head on Amber’s chest while she had her hand running through your long hair.
You told Amber about your day, holding her hand and Amber whispered about how she loved you. “You look so pretty, baby” she said while kissing your head. You then blushed, Amber laughed then smiled.
After a while you and Amber were getting tired and there were no movies left to watch. Your limbs started to feel heavy and your eyes started to droop. Amber noticed and said “go to sleep baby” she whispered.
You nodded closing your eyes and slowly falling asleep, “love you” you managed to say before sleep took you “love you too”
Amber replied before going to sleep as well.
#scream#amber freeman#scream fanfic#mikey madison#amber freeman x reader#amber freeman x y/n#amber freeman fanfic#amber freeman x you#amber freeman imagine
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Redraw! (Ignore those awful hands I tried drawing them about a hundred times)
Also any requests for fanfics
I write anything about scream
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Tara <3
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white girl charm
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Can I request imagine: Imagine being Carrie White's(2013) secret boyfriend whom her mother and bullies doesn't know until prom he also has a power; he has technopathy the ability to manipulate technology please?
Thank you for the request sorry that’s it’s so short!
Imagine…
Being Carrie’s boyfriend and having powers
You had just shown up to prom with your girlfriend you were excited because you were finally going to announce your relationship with Carrie white. You and Carrie were both horribly bullied and found each other, you both are very close but you have a secret that know one knows and tonight’s the night you were going to tell her.
You and carrie were having a great time and then it was time to announce prom king and queen. As soon as the principal said the winners you couldn’t believe you and Carrie had won. As you walked up everybody whispered and had shocked looks. You then got your crowns. You don’t know what happened everyone was happy and then it all went wrong. You looked over to Carrie who had blood all over her and on the screen was also Carrie being tormented. You didn’t realise it but you had used your powers to break the screen and all the the screens in the hall. You and Carrie both used your powers that night and somehow survived, Carrie grabbed your hand and you both started floating out hand in hand listening to the screams as electronics were being destroyed.
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Amber Freeman x vampire reader
���She wouldn’t believe it at first she thought it was a joke and that the fangs were fake until she watched your eyes turn from a natural colour to a dark crimson colour right in front of her eyes.
•She thinks it’s hot
•Asks how old you are
•She loves when you use your powers.
•She would suggest that you help her with killing, Amber would find victims that you could feed on first and then she can kill them because you can’t drink dead peoples blood.
•She comes back home with heaps of victims
•You had to explain that dead blood makes vampires ill.
•She stays out of your way when you get bloodlust.
•She hates waiting for you to come back from hunting
•You two sit down together and watch a movie and cuddle after you got back.
•She lets you bite her and she loves it. She loves the feeling of your fangs digging into her skin and the blood trickling down her neck.
•Definitely leads to a passionate make out and maybe further.
•It only happens once in a while because you don’t want to kill her.
•Loves that you’re immortal so you can be with her forever.
•Amber and you watch horror movies about vampires.
#scream#amber freeman#scream fanfic#mikey madison#amber freeman x reader#amber freeman x y/n#amber freeman fanfic#amber freeman x you#Amber Freeman imagine
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To be loved
Tara Carpenter x Reader
Summery: You’ve never known love, until Tara.
Warnings: Fluff, lovey dovey words, mentions of Ghostface attacks, fluff fluff fluff, wlw, neglectful parents, hurt/comfort.
Word count: 2.1k
A/n: This was just a bunch of word-vomit I came up with in the spam of 3 days, reader definitely has been neglected but Tara’s here to fix that <3
You’d say love was one of the things you missed most, a missing puzzle piece to your emotions. Absent parents tended to do that being busy with work and all, love only feeling like a distant concept because of it. Sure, you knew they cared for you—deep down somewhere, but not enough to take a day off. The more you thought about it, the more that nagging voice in your head mocked you; not once did they take a day off.
There were fleeting moments of jealousy you felt, gazing desperately—longingly—at your friends and their mothers, wishing for just a fraction of that affection. The ache of longing never quite left, as you watched them being cared for, held close, and repeating the same wishful thinking. You never truly got to experience that, but swiftly pushed those feelings aside, burying them.
By high school, you became pretty good at patching up your own wounds and learning to live on your own. Maybe that was for the best.
You learned to rely on yourself.
That was until college, Blackmore University. A relatively close college to your house, the commute was doable and hey, you actually liked some of the classes. Your parents had encouraged you to attend first, explaining how getting a degree in engineering would really help you take over their business someday.
You hesitated to tell them that wasn’t what you wanted. Not if it meant having to put work before others, you didn’t wanna be like them.
Still, you went along with it, taking the classes they suggested. Amidst the sea of blueprints, you had picked up an appreciation of the art of film. Deciding to take a class for yourself, you signed up for Film History. Later, it was the best decision you ever made.
And the first time you met Tara Carpenter.
She was undoubtedly beautiful, anyone with eyes could see, but it was the radiance surrounding her that truly mesmerized you. Indisputably, you folded like a table. The effortless confidence she emitted during class discussions, the stubborn fire inside her, and her unabashed passion for something as simple as filmmaking—it seemed like the whole world to her.
It only took a group project for her number to end up in your phone, and it only took a party for her to slam her lips against your own.
With her, you found a happiness previously unknown to you. Every moment turned into the highlight of your week, you were absolutely head over heels for your girlfriend. From tender first dates ending in soft slow kisses on her doorstep, to the cozy movie nights leaving your lips swollen and your cheeks flushed, and between those; gentle moments of care. They blossomed a newfound sense of joy in you, and in Tara.
Day after day you effortlessly fell into new habits, soaking up every second of them. You learned Tara loved to smile between kisses, while she, in turn, learned you enjoyed the feeling of your hair being toyed with. It was all just perfect.
However, as time went on, you couldn’t shake the feeling of Tara drifting away. Her sudden coldness left you stunned and hurt. The more you tried to talk, the more she pushed you away. But you weren’t one to back down so easily, confronting her in her apartment one last time, seeking some closure.
It only took a month for Tara to be honest with you, and fearfully so. Through shedded tears and shaking hands, she explained to you, and you listened. It hurt you to see her hurting, expressing vulnerability she hadn’t allowed you to see. Her arms came up to hug herself and you’d never wanted to punch Ghostface more.
Tara half expected you to walk away, laugh at her, and leave her like the rest of them but you made it clear you weren’t leaving. You spent the entire afternoon by her side, determined to prove her wrong and keep her safe, whispering murmurs of promises between kisses. Holding her close until tears subsided and drifted off to sleep, thoroughly exhausted from it all, peacefully in your arms.
Following her confession, it felt as if a weight had been lifted off Tara’s shoulders and your relationship picked up from where it stopped. Your bond with the shorter girl only grew stronger, surpassing previous boundaries as you both delved into a deeper understanding of one another. Tara clung to you, unwilling to let you slip away, and gradually, you found yourself spending more nights at her place than your own. And truth be told, you didn’t mind that one bit.
As much as you wished everything could continue perfectly, a coward in a mask would only try to ruin it all.
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It had been a week since the latest run-in with Ghostface, A week since your left arm got slashed up. Tara was absolutely livid, and you wondered if her anger was directed more at the attacker or at you. Either way she let Chad hear it when she learned you had “heroically” taken the hit for him — though she preferred to call it stupid rather than heroic. You didn’t argue with her on it. Fortunately, Chad was able to pick himself up and knock out the idiot before he could do more.
Despite that fury she held inside her, you could see the worry etched on her face, bordering on tears, during your hospital stay.
Days later you’d learn he was just some deranged kid trying to be “Funny”. He was promptly arrested by the police and sent to a hospital. You’d never seen Sam so disgusted.
Considering the circumstances, you were fine. Mentally? Probably not, you hadn’t had time to reflect on it. Physically? That’s where it was hitting most. The scars left by his knife only got progressively worse as time passed. Chad was quick to call an ambulance for you, and you thanked the man greatly, holding onto his shoulders for support.
The doctors affirmed the bone wasn’t too severely damaged but it would need time to heal. Hence the blue cast hanging from your shoulder.
But the strangest part wasn’t your injured arm - it was Tara’s behavior. You understood that she was reliving the whole ordeal all over again and tried your best to comfort her. But it seemed just being around you, without fail, brought tears back into her eyes. With time, she was starting to recover too, but she stayed unusually quiet. Despite this, she never left your side, not even for a moment. Like right now, she sat beside you, on your good side, as you watched a movie together in her room.
You didn’t want this attack to get in the way of your relationship or mess things up, so you insisted on keeping things normal - like movie nights and when you were both up for it, date nights.
Tonight, Tara picked a Disney movie, probably to keep things light after what happened. You tried not to let your heart swell too much at her consideration.
“Sit up for me,” Tara mumbled out of nowhere, pulling you out of your thoughts. You furrowed your eyebrows but did as she asked, watching as she disappeared into the bathroom and came back holding a familiar red box.
“Tara, I’m okay.” You lied.
She arched an eyebrow, reading completely through you but didn’t say anything, simply opening the kit and motioning for you to swing your legs off the bed.
You sighed, complying with her words knowing better than to argue.
“You’ve been scratching at your shoulder this entire time. I know it’s bothering you. Let me change it.” She said softly.
Pursing your lips, you nodded, giving her the go-ahead. You understood that helping you made her feel better, even though you constantly reassured her that it wasn’t her fault.
Sitting straight up, you watched as she delicately unwrapped the gauze, marveling at her gentle touch. A shiver ran down your spine as the fresh air hit the wound, her eyes softening as they fell upon the scar. She then grabbed some cotton balls and applied alcohol to them, causing you to hiss at the burning sensation.
“Sorry.” She murmured, leaning in to press a kiss on your cheek before blowing softly on the cut. “I don’t want it to get infected, it’ll just get worse.”
You nodded, biting the inside of your cheek. It felt good, having someone care for you like this. More than you’d ever admit, really. The thought of how much you secretly loved Tara fussing over you was too embarrassing to acknowledge fully.
You couldn't help but relish in the feeling of being looked after, of having someone fuss over you with such genuine concern. It was comforting, reassuring even, to know that you weren't facing this ordeal alone, that someone was there to support you every step of the way.
As her fingers delicately adjusted the bandage, ensuring it was snug yet not too tight, your heart spoke before you could stop it. And just like that, the words spilled out, unfiltered and sincere: “I love you.”
Tara froze, the silence turning deafening. Her fingers pressed slightly harder against you, fingernails digging into your shoulder but you didn’t comment on it, too overwhelmed by your own anxiety and fear that she could hear how fast your heart was beating. After a beat of silence, she continued wrapping the fabric, cutting it off once she finished. Yet, her touch lingered, eyes fixated on the injury, her thumb softly rubbing against your shoulder.
A small sniffled escaped her, and she stood up abruptly. Covering herself with her arm to wipe away tears. Your heart sank, fearing you had ruined everything.
“You shouldn’t.” She whispered, her voice barely audible, as she rubbed her arms in search of comfort. “I’ll just get you hurt.”
Your eyes softened, heartbreaking at the sight of her vulnerability. It was a side of her you had only seen once before, the last time you nearly broke up. A look you didn’t want to see.
“Tara, don’t say that.”
“It’s the truth, everywhere I go he follows.” She choked out, her eyes glistening, “You’ll never be happy constantly looking behind your shoulder, living in fear.”
You stood up, pausing in front of the shorter girl. Tara sighed, shaking her head and turning away. Your hand gently lifted her chin, and you leaned down to press a kiss against her cheek, coaxing her shaken eyes to look at you. Very seriously you uttered, “Every time I'm with you I feel more secure than ever in my entire life. We take care of each other, I’ll take care of you. I love you, Tara.”
Tara shudders, her head leaning against your forehead, letting the words wash over her. Your arm rubs softly against hers, while you pepper kisses along the side of her face, expressing your feelings through touch.
Shakingly, her nails grip tighter against your back. “If you’re gonna keep saying that- you have to mean it.” She affirms, pulling back to look at you, “You can’t just say that and leave, not anymore.”
You nod in agreement, finally, leaning down to capture her lips between your own, pulling her into a loving kiss. “I mean it, I love you.” You whisper against her lips.
Tara swallows, before letting out a watery laugh. “I love you too, god I do.”
Her hands find a home between your neck, pulling you in closer into a much firmer and passionate kiss. Your stomach tightens, and you shiver when her tongue slides in effortlessly, melting at her touch.
Getting lost in the moment, your feet move before you realize it, and your knees hit the bed. Tara gasps in surprise, clutching onto you for support and you wince at the sudden pressure to your cast.
You let out a breathy chuckle, sinking back into the mattress, Tara quickly joining in to meet you. The room fills with shared laughter, a moment of light amidst it all. Being mindful of your arm, Tara moves to lay by your side once again, draping an arm across your chest. She presses a lingering kiss to your neck, sighing against you.
You recall your previous conversation. And you wanted to say she had nothing to worry about—nothing to be scared of. But you both knew the truth of the cruel world you lived in. Safety wasn’t something you could guarantee, not to Tara, and not to yourself.
Instead, you pulled the girl closer, her body adjusting to fit with yours, her head resting on your neck. If physical contact was what she needed to sleep for tonight and any night, you could provide that. Pressing a tender kiss to her head, you placed your chin on top of her, reveling in the moment, focusing on the small patterns she traced on your skin.
And just for once, without fear, Tara let her eyes close. Slowly falling asleep in your warm embrace, completely reassured that you wouldn’t be leaving her.
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Date night - Sidney Prescott
Summary: Tatum helps you get ready for your first date with Sidney Prescott.
Short
You were at Tatum’s house getting ready for the date you were going to with Sidney. Tatum was helping you get ready; this was your first ever date and you wanted it to be perfect. Tatum was getting something for you to wear while you fixed your hair, you quickly checked the time you were late.
“SHIT!” You screamed Tatum rushed in
“What’s wrong?” She questioned
“Im late”, you said worrying
You rushed to put on makeup and clothes.
Sidney was waiting at the restaurant checking the time for the millionth time. she started to worry what if you are in danger or what if this was all a joke and you didn’t like her Sidney thought to herself.
Suddenly the door unexpectedly opened with a loud noise, you just got to the restaurant and began to look for Sidney. You finally found her she didn’t notice you were there so you sat down she then looked straight at you and got a scare. “ sorry I’m late I didn’t see the time” She looked at you with a smile and gazed affectionately towards you. “it’s okay, you look great” “you’re dress matches with your eyes”
You started to blush “Thank you” you said
“You look amazing” you said.
Sidney and you got something to eat and talked all night about anything that came to your guys mind. You two then got some dessert and had a couple of drinks.
After drinking you both were still hungry so you went to go and find a place to eat. You found an ice cream place so you and Sidney got some ice cream.
Once you guys were finished Sidney called one of her friends to take her home and you called Tatum if you could come back to her house. Soon after Sidney’s friend pulled up but before she left she said she had a good time and she then kissed you on the cheek you smiled and said the same thing and waved goodbye to Sidney.
Tatum came to pick you up and you went back to hers. “So how did it go?”
“It went great and she kissed me on the cheek” you said with a big smile
“That’s great” said Tatum
You got ready for bed and then lay down all you could think about was Sidney and you soon fell asleep.
#scream#scream fanfic#sidney prescott x reader#sidney prescott#sidney Prescott x y/n#Sidney Prescott x you#sidney Prescott imagine#Sidney Prescott fanfiction#sidney Prescott fanfic
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Ghost - Amber Freeman
Summary: you and your parents move into a new house and you meet Amber Freeman who is a ghost.
It’s been 3 days since you and your parents moved in to our new house. Your parent bought the house after all the murders that happened it was real cheap. You started looking into what happened and people say are house is haunted. we’ve already had psychos snooping around the house.
You were just unpacking things when you heard the tap turn on you went and turned it off and finished what you were doing.
You were placing a picture on a shelf when it turned on again so you stomped over to the sink, when you seen a cup moving by itself, you thought you was seeing things.
Later that night you were were startled from a deep sleep by a loud noise followed by whispers. Just as you was about to move the covers where ripped off your bed.
“So it’s really haunted then”
“Give me my cover and let me sleep or so help me I Will get the exorcist in”
in the corner of the room you notice mist or is it? The longer you stare the mist begins to change you now see a beautiful shimmering apparition of a woman with long dark hair and deep brown eyes. You had noticed that half of her face was burnt and so were her clothes, this was awkward but cool you thought.
The woman finally spoke she said “yeah it is haunted I lived here before you”
“What happened to your face?” You said curiously
“It got burnt when I tried to Murder some people.”
You suddenly recognised her from your research
“OMG your Amber Freeman that crazy Ghostface bitch” you shout
Amber looked shocked for a minute but smirked.
“Yeah I am and there are more of us”
“More dead Ghostfaces?”
Amber nodded her head.
Amber then turned to mist and was gone you then tried to go back to bed but felt like somebody was watching you which was probably Amber and the others. The next day Amber showed up again and then talked for hours and hours, she talked about how she talked about the murders and how she died she was hoping to scare you with her stories but the intrigued you.
It felt good talking to Amber so you did it again and again. You realised that you were falling in love with her more each day but you thought it was weird because she was dead. You wanted to ask Amber if she felt the same way but was too scared to ask but one you finally got the courage. The day it happened Amber was sitting on your bed talking about some movie all you think about was what to say.
Amber noticed you weren’t listening and got annoyed “hey you listening” Amber said
“Yeah” you replied suddenly you couldn’t keep it in anymore and blurted it out. You waited for her reaction feeling anxious she just stared at you after a few moments of silence you said “well” you then felt hands grabbing your face and the next thing you know her lips were on yours her lips were soft, you ran your hands through her dark hair.
She then pulled back and you both started laughing Amber stared into your eyes and smiled “so I guess that means yes” you said still laughing “it is and I love you” she replied
“I love you too”.
#scream#amber freeman#scream fanfic#amber freeman x reader#mikey madison#amber freeman fanfic#amber freeman x y/n#amber freeman x you#scream 2022
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Desperately need some ideas for a fanfic!!!
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#scream#amber freeman#tara carpenter#scream fanart#mikey madison#jenna ortega#valentines day#ghostface
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