Heyy!! I'm Maria, I'm Brazilian, 20 and she/her. I've been a fan of the triplets for a while, but it's my first time using tumblr! I'm a chris girl (if you couldn't tell.....)
Here's a few things I loooooove:
ᡣ𐭩 Stan list: Sturniolo Triplets, Taylor Swift, Louis Tomlinson and Sabrina Carpenter. ᡣ𐭩
ᡣ𐭩 Maria also loves: Hamilton, Law and Order, books, marauders, modern family, twilight, coffee and tea, winter and flamengo (a Brazilian team!!) ᡣ𐭩
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➳ New pop star. I’m working late ’cause I’m a singer. Just released her third album, her first fully pop one. Her small-town accent comes out whenever she’s mad. She just bounced back from a flop. Went viral with her single “Espresso.” Opened for The Eras Tour. Indie singer!Chris’s ex. "There’s nobody’s son, not anyone left for me to believe it."
➳ New indie-pop star. New England born and raised. Just dropped his debut album. His Boston accent always slips out when he gets excited talking to fans. Popstar!reader’s ex now they’re in a full-on song war with each other. Half the album is about not being over her yet. "You deserve a happy ever after, don’t ya? After all the tears you’ve cried."
Oh, I hate it when one of them is talking (and mind you, but nobody else is) and the others tells him to shut up. Like in this video, C was talking ABOUT the video, and M and N were telling him to shut up... baes, that's the point of the video I fear
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If you mean writing stuff, yeah absolutely!!! Feel free to ask for something with bf!Chris or Ghostface!Chris (or even a new one, whatever you want 😁😁😁😁
WARNINGS: This story takes place in the Scream universe, with some changes to the timeline and additional content created by me. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. ♡♡♡
Final girl!Reader pov
The day was especially beautiful in Woodsboro that morning. Winter was saying goodbye and, little by little, spring embraced us with a pleasant and comforting warmth after the icy wind of the previous season.
I enjoyed the peacefulness of the boring routine. After the events of last year, I would never deny a lifetime of boredom. Looking at my left hand, where I carry a scar caused by my cousin Jill's sharp knife, makes me sure that I will never forget those events.
I still wake up in the middle of the night screaming because of the nightmares. My mom understood perfectly, since she had gone through the same thing years before. My dad, on the other hand, could not see why his wife and daughter would not accept leaving that cursed town.
Woodsboro was my home. If we left, leaving everything behind, they would win. And in that small town, there was place for two winners only. Sidney Prescott and her badass daughter, me.
“What is my beautiful girlfriend thinking?” Chris snaps me out of my trance, driving away the ghosts of last year. We had started dating shortly after Jill’s attacks, but I had known him and had been in love with him since… well, forever. Chris had been a great friend during my recovery, he slept in the hospital and made sure I felt comfortable going back to school
“I’m thinking about how I’m going to survive the weekend without my beautiful boyfriend. I can’t believe your dad is going to steal you from me.” I leave a soft kiss on my boyfriend’s lips. Chris didn't talk much about his father, but everyone knew that his mother had raised him and his siblings alone. It was the first time the triplets would visit their dad in Boston.
“Don’t worry, ma. You won’t even miss me. It'll be like I'm by your side the whole time.” A shiver runs through my body at the tone Chris used. I didn't know exactly what it was... probably my crazy head creating paranoia to stop me from being happy. “I have to go, or I'll miss my mom’s ride. I love you.”
“I love you more.” I smile and watch Chris walking to his mother's car, who offers me a gentle smile. When the car leaves my field of view, my phone vibrates. An unknown number, but the message was like an old friend. "What's your favorite scary movie?" It wasn't the first prank text and it wouldn't be the last. Ignoring the way my heart races and my legs shake, I just block the idiot's number and walked to my house.
......
Chris pov:
When I'm sure my mother is asleep, I tiptoe down the stairs as quietly as I can.
As soon as I get to the living room, my heart almost jumps out of my chest when I see Matt sitting in the armchair next to the fireplace. The mask resting on his lap, along with the black fabric that hides, in a dirty way, a large knife.
“Fuck, Matt! You almost gave me a heart attack now, you fucker. Where's Nick? I thought you guys were going to stay home in case mom wakes up in the middle of the night.”
“Nick went to get us some food, it's going to be a long night.” My brother stands up and walks slowly towards me, handing me the mask and the knife. “Are you sure you can do this, Chris? We can't risk our entire plan for a high school crush. You know Nick and I can do this and...”
“No! We've already discussed this. If anyone's going to kill her, it's going to be me. You guys can take care of her mother.” I interrupt Matt, hating the way my stomach churns at the thought of my brothers with my girl's blood on their hands. I bring the voice changer to my mouth and smile at my brother. "I'll be back soon, bro."
My fingers tighten around my mask and knife. Woodboro had spent too much time tarnishing my father's name. If they want to treat him like the villain, then it's time this shitty town learned that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
The Prescott house isn't too far from ours. I know that place from the damn floor to the damn ceiling. I spent the holidays studying every part of the perimeter. I knew exactly where I should stand to climb into y/n's room without making any noise. I had broken the lock on the window a few nights ago to make it easier to get in. Everything was under control.
The mask doesn't bother me like it used to, I feel like a part of it. I look at my reflection in the mirror as I break into my girlfriend's bedroom window, and I'm not scared. In fact, I recognize myself more than ever. That was my purpose. I would clear my father's name with the blood of every person in that damned city.
The girl sleeps peacefully in the big bed. I can see her chest rising and falling. She has no idea of the danger she's in. She's so beautiful. She's mine.
As I approach her bed, y/n stirs. My body freezes and I stop abruptly, only to watch her snuggle in with her eyes closed.
I use the tip of the knife to brush away a few strands of hair from her beautiful face. Angelic, that's how she looked. The sharp tip is so close to her neck, if I could just go a little further... The first part of the plan would be complete. My hands are shaking and I can't move them to the neck where I had gotten into the habit of kissing all night long.
I huff in frustration and the necklace around my neck seems to burn and strangle me. I open the locket with my dad's photo and, mentally, I promise that I won't be such a coward next time.
Beside the mirror, on the large vanity, I see a red lipstick. It was my favorite, I loved when y/n wore that blood-red shade. I leave a message on the glass and hurry the fuck out of the house, swallowing hard the shame and anger I felt towards myself.
WARNINGS: This story takes place in the Scream universe, with some changes to the timeline and additional content created by me. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. ♡♡♡
Final girl!Reader pov
The day was especially beautiful in Woodsboro that morning. Winter was saying goodbye and, little by little, spring embraced us with a pleasant and comforting warmth after the icy wind of the previous season.
I enjoyed the peacefulness of the boring routine. After the events of last year, I would never deny a lifetime of boredom. Looking at my left hand, where I carry a scar caused by my cousin Jill's sharp knife, makes me sure that I will never forget those events.
I still wake up in the middle of the night screaming because of the nightmares. My mom understood perfectly, since she had gone through the same thing years before. My dad, on the other hand, could not see why his wife and daughter would not accept leaving that cursed town.
Woodsboro was my home. If we left, leaving everything behind, they would win. And in that small town, there was place for two winners only. Sidney Prescott and her badass daughter, me.
“What is my beautiful girlfriend thinking?” Chris snaps me out of my trance, driving away the ghosts of last year. We had started dating shortly after Jill’s attacks, but I had known him and had been in love with him since… well, forever. Chris had been a great friend during my recovery, he slept in the hospital and made sure I felt comfortable going back to school
“I’m thinking about how I’m going to survive the weekend without my beautiful boyfriend. I can’t believe your dad is going to steal you from me.” I leave a soft kiss on my boyfriend’s lips. Chris didn't talk much about his father, but everyone knew that his mother had raised him and his siblings alone. It was the first time the triplets would visit their dad in Boston.
“Don’t worry, ma. You won’t even miss me. It'll be like I'm by your side the whole time.” A shiver runs through my body at the tone Chris used. I didn't know exactly what it was... probably my crazy head creating paranoia to stop me from being happy. “I have to go, or I'll miss my mom’s ride. I love you.”
“I love you more.” I smile and watch Chris walking to his mother's car, who offers me a gentle smile. When the car leaves my field of view, my phone vibrates. An unknown number, but the message was like an old friend. "What's your favorite scary movie?" It wasn't the first prank text and it wouldn't be the last. Ignoring the way my heart races and my legs shake, I just block the idiot's number and walked to my house.
......
Chris pov:
When I'm sure my mother is asleep, I tiptoe down the stairs as quietly as I can.
As soon as I get to the living room, my heart almost jumps out of my chest when I see Matt sitting in the armchair next to the fireplace. The mask resting on his lap, along with the black fabric that hides, in a dirty way, a large knife.
“Fuck, Matt! You almost gave me a heart attack now, you fucker. Where's Nick? I thought you guys were going to stay home in case mom wakes up in the middle of the night.”
“Nick went to get us some food, it's going to be a long night.” My brother stands up and walks slowly towards me, handing me the mask and the knife. “Are you sure you can do this, Chris? We can't risk our entire plan for a high school crush. You know Nick and I can do this and...”
“No! We've already discussed this. If anyone's going to kill her, it's going to be me. You guys can take care of her mother.” I interrupt Matt, hating the way my stomach churns at the thought of my brothers with my girl's blood on their hands. I bring the voice changer to my mouth and smile at my brother. "I'll be back soon, bro."
My fingers tighten around my mask and knife. Woodboro had spent too much time tarnishing my father's name. If they want to treat him like the villain, then it's time this shitty town learned that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
The Prescott house isn't too far from ours. I know that place from the damn floor to the damn ceiling. I spent the holidays studying every part of the perimeter. I knew exactly where I should stand to climb into y/n's room without making any noise. I had broken the lock on the window a few nights ago to make it easier to get in. Everything was under control.
The mask doesn't bother me like it used to, I feel like a part of it. I look at my reflection in the mirror as I break into my girlfriend's bedroom window, and I'm not scared. In fact, I recognize myself more than ever. That was my purpose. I would clear my father's name with the blood of every person in that damned city.
The girl sleeps peacefully in the big bed. I can see her chest rising and falling. She has no idea of the danger she's in. She's so beautiful. She's mine.
As I approach her bed, y/n stirs. My body freezes and I stop abruptly, only to watch her snuggle in with her eyes closed.
I use the tip of the knife to brush away a few strands of hair from her beautiful face. Angelic, that's how she looked. The sharp tip is so close to her neck, if I could just go a little further... The first part of the plan would be complete. My hands are shaking and I can't move them to the neck where I had gotten into the habit of kissing all night long.
I huff in frustration and the necklace around my neck seems to burn and strangle me. I open the locket with my dad's photo and, mentally, I promise that I won't be such a coward next time.
Beside the mirror, on the large vanity, I see a red lipstick. It was my favorite, I loved when y/n wore that blood-red shade. I leave a message on the glass and hurry the fuck out of the house, swallowing hard the shame and anger I felt towards myself.
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