#beth (scream)

Beth runs the knife across Y/N’s neck…

Beth: you’re mine. Only mine.

A trickle of blood runs down the knife…

Y/N tastes it…

Y/N: this prop knife is good but it needs a little more cornstarch in the mixture.

Beth: thank you, baby. Great scene acting

Beth kisses Y/N and actually giggles…

Scream movies? Obviously they’re following the same characters as they’re being tracked down and attacked by different people doning the Ghostface mask.

MTV Scream? Lakewood is chilling over in Louisiana with their own problems. Noah’s vaguely aware of the Stab franchise but finds it really distasteful. He is the biggest Randy stan for miles though.

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Beth

Whether you'd like to believe so or not, being Beth's lover was increasingly difficult with all the rage around ghostface these days.

You were constantly worried about her wellbeing when she went out, and she was constantly worried that Jay would find out about you and she wouldn't be there when he attacked.

Every secret got out, it was only a matter of time.

So that'd explain why she handed you a long, yet small, box.

It looked like nothing special but when you pulled it open there was a dagger, not engraved but expensive-looking. You briefly wondered where she got it from.

You gave her a kiss, thanking her profusely.

This holiday wasn't her favorite, but you still enjoyed all the time spent with her.

Nancy Thompson

She'd always look at you with so much love, obviously you'd be celebrating this year.

She held out to you, pretty proudly, a rather expensive box of chocolates and a bouquet of the classic rose.

You took them from her greedily, and thanked her profusely. Nancy laughed something about how she wasn't sure if you liked flowers.

Even if you didn't, you'd gladly take them if they were from her.

The rest of the day, the two of you played on her NES together. After all, she had to work in the morning.

Jennifer Check

You awoke to a thump on the bed.

Slowly rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you focused on a dead rat on the covers on the bed.

You screeched, jumping out and falling off the side.

"Happy Valentine's day babe." She grinned, flipping her hair out of her face. "I don't want this! Get it out of here!"

Jennifer would laugh at you, but nevertheless still listened, throwing the poor thing out the window.

You'd have to have a talk about not celebrating with her anymore.

But before that would happen, you handed her a box which she opened quickly.

It had an outfit inside, a shirt and shorts. You weren't sure what she preferred but you hoped she liked it.

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