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[blackwolfstabs]

appreciation post

@michiganstray GIFs are not mine

i love you, my tara. i love you much more than you know.

[alkivm]

hi alkie! 💗 i miss seeing you here and on discord.. but ik you're busy and have other more pressing business to attend hehe. but how's life?

i've been working and going to therapy so like i've been all over the place mentally and physically lol. but i recently bought a pumpkin kitty plushie "from the vault" collection at build-a-bear and i'm so hyped for it! i've been on the waitlist for a year and they finally had it in-stock so i snatched one before they were taken. they're now out-of-stock again lmfao. i also got a beetlejuice hoodie, so i'm prepared for spooky season! i'm so excited for october >:)

Omg Cara mia!!

I miss seeing you around as well, but the times I am around most of you folks are in the arms of morpheus or in the gruelling claws of LIFE itself. I'm doing pretty well now thank you very much, trucking on and being the Lordess of Darkness as I should be!!

Let's goooo! It's good you are going to therapy, as you should. It can always help you shape up and become stronger than ever, so I hope you make the most of it <3 And the beetlejuice hoodie HOHOHOHO, I am just slightly envious!! But don't worry, if yours ever disappears and I come out wearing one, just remember I'm also a very mysterious thief and I may or may not do it~

When Halloween comes I will become INSUFFERABLE, I am so excited for it.

[fantasylandbitch]

🙌15 Questions For Friends 🙌

Tagged by my people: @michiganstray , @blackwolfstabs , and @osnapitzmel1

⬆️Gif and Photo made by FantasyLandBitch ⬆️

Are you named after someone?

No, my mom had the name Elizabeth picked out I think before or after I was born. However, if you are referring to my tumblr name then I made the name"FantasyLandBitch" up way after high school because I wasn't sure what to really call myself and for the life of me I don't remember the original name of my tumblr.

When was the last time you cried?

I cried last night while my sister and her wife were driving me and my little brother back to our parents house and I had cried while in the house.

Do you have kids?

Haha in this economy? No.

What sports do you play/have played?

Well growing up I didn't participate in team sports like wanting to go pro kind of sports because I had a lot of anxiety, was super shy, and insecure. However, I did like participating in flag football, volleyball, badminton, baseball, and sometimes floor hockey.

Do you use sarcasm?

I had to ask my brother "Hey Jon, have I ever used sarcasm?" and he said "no" so no. I think it's because I sort of wouldn't know how to do that but if I picked up that someone else was using sarcasm in a particular tone that lets me know that they're using sarcasm that's fine or like they're kidding is fine.

But if someone is using sarcasm in a rude way then I might be inclined to punch them really hard in the throat.

What is the first thing you notice about people?

I would say their vibes or their personality because I might be intimidated if I don't know the stranger or I might feel uncomfortable by their vibes. But if someone's vibes and personality seem friendly then it's safe for me to talk to them.

What is your eye color?

I think my eyes are dark brown.

Scary movies or happy endings?

DAMN okay so for this one it really depends because if it's a scary movie with a happy ending where a character lives after suffering the entire movie then I'm all for it right. The narrative needs to be well thought out and not half assed. But if it's like a scary movie where the narrative and characters makes sense, then be my guest kill everyone on the screen, however, if it's a movie like "The Descent" and there are no happy endings then I might get fucking angry.

Any talents?

Okay so for some reason this one was kind of hard for me to understand so I had to look up what you meant. But I would say writing, maybe storytelling, having a creative mind or possibly being creatively gifted.

{I would have to get help for this one and write a list.}

Where were you born?

In the USA but if you're talking about where I came out of the womb then that is confidential.

What are your hobbies?

Writing, Drawing in different mediums, sewing when I have to sew, playing video games, listening to music, sometimes singing, sometimes reading,

Do you have any pets?

I did...we had to put my 12 year old dog Aubrey down on March 2 due to liver cancer so it's been kind of hard for me since then. But I suppose I have unofficially adopted my friends pets, my sisters dog Starbuck, and am kind of happy just seeing animals in general.

💚 I still miss my best friend every day though. 💚

How tall are you?

I'm 5'3 and ready to beat someone's ass like a morally gray character.

Favorite subject in school?

Oooooooooooooooooh that's kind of a hard one, it's between History and Art.

Dream job?

When I figure it out then I'll come back to you.

I shall tag: @screechcat , @thisonewhocanbreathe , @schrodingerspsycho , @wandagcre

Feel free to try this out, tag your friends or close followers but also no pressure to make one!😊💚😘

[blackwolfstabs]

WHO SHE SEES IN ME

"the man he sees in me" - luke combs - Sam Carpenter's Version

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she's a wild card, a thousand scars, like a fiery young cat from that baby girl that I knew, who had to grow up way too fast she thinks she's learning fighting from the one who loved her first and I think as I untangle it and see her bloody hands I hope she never finds out that I didn't hang the moon and I never scared a monster out the closet in her room one day, between her leaving home and sleeping on my knee maybe I'll finally be who she sees in me she'd wear her blanket like a hero's cape, running 'round the yard 'til eight with her hand in mine, our heads held high like we won a big race then, back inside, her mind is blown when I untie her shoes and she smiles and says “Sammy, there ain’t nothing you can’t do.” and I hoped she’d never find out that I didn’t hang the moon and I never scared a monster out the closet of her room some day, between her leaving home and sleeping on my knee maybe I’ll finally be who she sees in me well, I know she already found out that I didn’t hang the moon and there never was a monster in the closet of her room some day, when she’s driving home with someone on her knee well, I hope she’s trying to be who she sees in me who she sees in me who she sees in me

for all the innocence, laughter, and love she’ll never get back ❤️‍🩹

Tara Carpenter | @michiganstray

[blackwolfstabs]

NEVER BE ALONE

"I don't want you to go..."

fandom: Scream characters: Sam & Tara Carpenter a/n: random vent fic. it's that week for me. for my Tara.

It was common—no, predictable—for the Carpenter sisters to be clingy with each other, but Sam… Everyone knew it. She was clingy, overprotective, possessive, a helicopter-older-sister, even jealous, you might say, under the right circumstances. She had gotten better, ever since Tara had started going to therapy, talking a lot more about anything and everything, and going back to the way they were when they were younger. But Sam still had her moments.

One was tonight.

Tara was going to a formal dance at Blackmore University with Chad and Mindy, and afterwards they were going to stay at some sort of vacation home overnight to savor the celebration. It wasn’t anything risky like the Kappa Beta Omega party, but it was a party where she could cut loose—knowing better this time—and just make up for the lost time she’d spent running from Ghostface.

She had talked to Sam about it, and everything was cool and confirmed. It had just been another day, when the sun was up and time was the waning factor. Tara had taken a shower, done her hair, put her makeup on, and dressed in the rather-casual pink, flowered dress Sam had helped her decide on. 

Now, the sun was setting, and she was ready to get the night started. So, she left her bedroom, shut the door, and strode down the hall in search of her older sister. She found her walking out of the kitchen with her head down, so she didn’t notice her presence. 

“Sam,” she called out and successfully gained her attention. She put her arms out, “Here’s the finished look!”

Sam just blinked at her for a moment. That beautiful smile and sparkling eyes that showed pride in her appearance tonight. “You look beautiful,” she answered, though it came out quieter than she meant it.

The other didn’t seem to notice though as she gave a small sway, “Thank you.” A small sigh then left her, before she caught the fading light in the curtains. “I’m gonna head out now, see if Chad and Mindy are ready.” She retrieved her backpack off of the chair and swung it onto her back. “I love you.” 

There was no response, just approaching footsteps, which made the younger Carpenter look up to find Sam a blur, before she was suddenly pulled into a hug. 

Sam’s grip was tight, her face burying into the crook of Tara’s neck. Tara wrapped her arms around her sister’s torso to return the affection, but then she felt her body give a small shudder. And then she heard the sniffle and stifled sob. Her heart dropped. “Sam?” Despite her confusion, she rubbed a soothing line up and down the other’s back, but this just made the hold on her grow stronger. “Sammy, what’s wrong?”

Samantha didn’t pick up her head or let her go in the slightest. She swallowed back the sob pushing up her throat, straining her voice to do so. “I don’t want you to go…”

If she were anyone else, she wouldn’t have been able to understand what she’d said, but Tara knew Sam better than anyone, including how to interpret her words through crying. It was a relief to know that nothing was truly wrong with her; in fact, it actually brought a relieved smile to her face as she gave a small laugh. Sam’s body shuddered again, harder this time, which told her she was really breaking down now. “Hey,” she tried to coax her out of tears. “It’s okay, I’m only gonna be gone for a few hours. I’ll be back tomorrow.” Her tone was light and comforting as she continued to rub her older sister’s back.

However, Sam couldn’t stop. She didn’t want Tara to go for even an hour. She just missed her. A lot. Of course, it had to be the night when she wouldn’t be there, that was just her luck. To anyone else, it would seem ridiculous and childish, like a kid experiencing their first day of school and not wanting their parents to leave. But to Sam, it was real, and she couldn’t control it. She didn’t know how to. It was confusing. She often joked how her attachment to her little sister was unhealthy, but she was always assured that it was a mutual feeling. They were each other’s addictive drug. “I miss you…”

Her younger sister could feel tears dripping down her neck. “Oh, Sam. It’s okay,” she comforted. “You won’t be alone, remember? Danny’s gonna come over and he’s gonna stay the night with you.” As she said this, she could feel Sam shaking her head.

Sam loved Danny, she did. But she wanted her Tara.

“Sammy.” Tara gathered the strength to push Sam away from her, holding her by the shoulders, so she could talk to her face. Her sibling’s dark eyes looked black, surrounded by her bloodshot scleras. She reached up, wiped the tears from her cheeks, and gave her a smile. “Don’t cry. I won’t be gone long. I’ll text you and call you, and you can text or call me any time you want,” she assured her. “We can even FaceTime before you go to bed, if you want.”

This seemed to help, but Sam still couldn’t shake the relentless, desperate feeling of wanting to be near Tara. However, she knew that this dance was something her little sister had been looking forward to, so she also didn’t want to keep her from going. It was just hard, when she had these moments. She swallowed back the million words she wanted to say to make Tara stay and nodded.

Though, the other could still see the small trembling of her lip and glossy saturation of her eyes. “Be strong for me, okay? I know you can do it. I’ll be back tomorrow.” 

Like a devoted dog begging their owner to stay, a small whine came from the older Carpenter’s throat as she suppressed more tears. 

“Don’t cry,” came another reminder, before Tara reached up and guided Sam back into her embrace with her face in her neck. Sam held on tight, and so did her sister, who pressed a loving kiss to her temple, then laid her head against her. “I love you.”

Her big sister sniffled and nodded. “I love you too…” But it was barely above a whisper.

And as if on cue, there was a knock at the apartment door and Danny came in. Sam didn’t move away from Tara, but at Danny’s quickly concerned face, Tara reassured him by mouthing, “She’s okay.”

He nodded and came a little closer, placing a soft hand on Sam’s back. “What’s going on?”

Tara felt Sam’s arms hold her tighter when he touched her, as if she were afraid he was going to pull her away. “She doesn’t want me to go. She’s gonna miss me,” she answered.

He understood immediately and repeated the same words she had said. “She’ll be back tomorrow, Sam. It’ll be alright.”

Now that he was involved, Sam seemed to be able to compose herself enough to let her sister go. She sniffled and wiped her eyes as she backed away into him. He hugged her from behind and leaned over to kiss her flushed cheek. “I’m not gonna leave you,” he whispered into her ear.

She nodded, but she couldn’t take her eyes away from Tara, who resituated her backpack and met her gaze.

“I love you, Sammy,” she said.

She was still smiling and still shining, even though there were stray tears on her shoulder. 

She deserved this. And Sam could live with it. She knew Tara was going to go to this dance from the start, even when these feelings started to haunt her midday.

She would never ever keep Tara from living her life.

“I love you too, Tara.”

Not anymore.

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@michiganstray 🩶

[blackwolfstabs]

SAME OLD BOY, SAME SWEET GIRL

some Sam x Danny fluff. (requested by @michiganstray)

fandom: Scream characters: Tara Carpenter, Sam Carpenter, & Danny Brackett content: fluff (kind of)

a/n: i don't like this.

“He deserves to know, Sam.”

Tara’s voice was both serious and sympathetic as it came through the phone’s speaker. Sam nodded, keeping her eyes fixated on the road. “I know.”

“What? Do you think he’s gonna be mad at you or—”

“No. No, it’s not that. I just…” she was at a loss for words at how to explain the mixture of emotions that were stirring inside her. She sighed, “I don’t know.”

But Tara reassured her. 

“I know it’s scary, but you’re gonna be fine. He’ll be with you and so will I. Just take a deep breath, okay?”

Another sigh. She didn’t know why she was feeling this way. “Okay… I’ll talk to you later.”

“I’ll see you tonight. I love you.”

“Love you too.” And she hung up. One person down, the first person she’d always swore would be the first. Now, was the next one in line.

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Sam let herself into Danny’s apartment, recalling him leaving the door unlocked when she had texted him that she was on her way. She didn’t say anything at first, her anxiety kicking in at full speed when she turned the door handle, but luckily, Danny was the one to greet her.

He glanced over his shoulder from putting some clean dishes up in the cabinet. “Hey, baby.” He closed the cabinet door and turned around to give her his attention. “What’d the doctor say?”

Sam set her phone down on the counter with a small sigh, “She said it’s just like uh… a stomach bug. Should be gone in a couple days.” Surprisingly enough, her voice came out more casual than she thought it would. 

He nodded, “Mm…” Then, he came away from the counter to meet her, “She give you anything for it?”

She shook her head, struggling to keep from looking away, “No.” Her heart was fluttering like mad, making her already-tender stomach start to feel queasy again. She swallowed. She was never good at telling a lie, when it came to him.

Danny’s blue eyes caught her dark ones. “I told you, you should’ve gone sooner. They would’ve been able to catch it then.” As much as he meant this, a smirk was pulling at his lips. Sam was so stubborn, he knew that, so it wasn’t a wonder why she hadn’t listened to him.

His girlfriend shifted with a light shrug, “Maybe…”

He hummed again, and they exchanged a brief kiss before he gently brushed her cheek with his knuckles. He could still see the malaise still present in her eyes as she blinked up at him, which drew the pity for her out of him like it did every time. He knew she was tired. “You look like you could use a nap.”

Sam gave a wry scoff, as if saying “You think?” She’d been exhausted for what felt like weeks now, and now she knew why. But he didn’t…

Her boyfriend took that as a yes and pressed a gentle kiss to her head before starting towards his room, intending for her to follow.

Tara was right. He deserved to know the truth. Yes, it was new and life-changing and that scared her, which was why she was so anxious about it all. It was overwhelming, but she wasn’t alone. He got her into this just as much as she had gotten herself into it. 

She needed to tell him. 

“Danny.”

He stopped and turned around, “Hmm?”

The words nearly caught in her throat. She felt hot and shaky, like she was about to tell the deepest secret she’d ever known. “I-It’s not a stomach bug…” was what she could start with.

Danny blinked at her, the slight tilt of his head in-sync with the questioning expression that altered his face.

“I lied.”

His brow twitched. “Then, what is it?”

Samantha fidgeted with her hands and avoided eye contact as she tried to convince herself to just spit it out. It wasn’t that hard. “I, uh…” But then it just came to her. “I’m pregnant.” And the swirling, torrential anxiety inside of her came to a screeching halt.

The other blinked at her, his expression softening just to get locked into shock. “What?”

Her heart grew in rhythm again. She reached into her back pocket and pulled out the small image the doctor had printed of the ultrasound. She didn’t look at it, just held it out to him. “I’m not sick, I’m pregnant,” she repeated. 

Danny retreated back to her and took the photo. He stared at it, and it was clear to Sam that this was the last thing he was expecting to hear from her. He glanced up to her, then back to the picture, then to her again. “Really?”

The tone of his voice, though still disbelieved, told Sam that it was okay. He wasn’t upset or scared or disappointed. He was hoping she would confirm that really. So, she couldn’t suppress the relief that managed to express itself in a smile when she nodded. “Yeah, I told her to check it four times.”

Again, he looked at the laminated image, a smile of admiration lighting up his face. Subtle, pleasant shock was quickly exchanged for thrilled excitement as he impulsively picked her up and spun her around, completely forgetting about her lingering “sickness” which was now confirmed to be morning sickness. “We’re gonna have a baby, Sam!” That reality was imaginatively unimaginable.

Sam couldn’t break her smile at his enthusiasm, actually cracking a laugh as she countered, “Yes, but that doesn’t mean I don’t feel sick anymore! So, take it easy!” The sudden movement was enough to make her stomach twinge, even though she hadn’t eaten anything.

He got the message straight away and put her down, but he didn’t let her go. “Sorry,” he chuckled, brushing a strand of her hair back. He looked down at her, while she looked up at him, the two almost close enough to kiss. “That’s just amazing…”

She hummed in response, almost feeling shy as she blinked away and her cheeks grew warm. “It wasn’t just me, remember?” But that wasn’t to say she’d take full credit.

He chuckled again. “I know.” He still held the picture of her ultrasound in his hand that sat at her lower back, which brought him back to when she’d first come in. “Why couldn’t you tell me this when you first came in?” He wasn’t upset with her, he made sure she knew that, but he couldn’t understand why she’d seemed so anxious.

That’s when Samantha’s face dropped, and she shifted in his arms. “I just… I was scared…”

“Why?”

As stupid as the truth sounded, it was the truth, and if she knew anything, the truth was hard to settle with. “I’ve never had any good news to share before,” she confessed, “Everywhere I go, everything I do, someone seems to pay a price for it—someone I love… That’s the way it’s always been. And—”

“Sam.”

She stopped.

“This is so different,” he told her, his voice soft as he could tell the anxiety in her was starting to build back up again. “Not every experience you have has to hurt you, or your friends, or your family. Don’t let that chapter hold you back, baby. Turn the page.”

She just blinked at him.

“I’m not gonna stand here and tell you that it’ll be easy or there won’t be tough times along the way, but no matter what, you’re never alone,” he promised. “I’m here. I’ll always be here.” Then, he smiled. “You’re gonna be a great mother, Sam.”

The other gave a small, but warm smile. She knew pregnancy was the hardest and scariest thing a woman could go through, which was adding to her internal disruption, but she also knew that meant she was going to need to rely on Danny—as the father of the growing child inside of her and as the love of her life. “Thank you,” she replied. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Simultaneously, they joined in a kiss. They’d climbed mountains, raced rivers, faced storms, and fought dragons bigger than the chapter they were about to start. It was new, so there were a million different lessons to learn, a thousand different decisions to make, and a hundred different challenges to overcome. But they’d do it together. Because now, it wasn’t just about them. It wasn’t just about them as individuals, as a couple. It was about someone they’d created in their own love, passion, and dedication. Someone who’d be the chains that held all of who they were together. 

It wasn’t a mistake, or a curse, or a price that needed to be paid. It wasn’t a punishment, or a crime, or a fake name that could be stained with lies of a lifetime.

It was just perfect.

It was just them.

[blackwolfstabs]

Based on your reply, I was right about the guy. It made me think of Michigan's situation about that one guy she posted about back in February. I have the ability to do this because I'm Nero divergent. The song reminded me of their small love story.

you were right? what is that supposed to mean?

the anonymous facade isn't convincing me of anything other than you're hiding yourself and that this is just a poor excuse of a cover-up. i don't care about your ability to do this because "you're neurodivergent." guess what? most people on here are neurodivergent, but i told you to dm me personally if you weren't who i'm presuming and you didn't. what would you have to hide in a one-on-one conversation, unless you didn't want me or others to know who you were? something's not adding up, so cut the shit or back off

plus, she deleted that post a while ago. why is it being brought up now? why not go to her directly about it? why does that one thing matter so much to you, when she's spent much more time expressing her interests and art outside of that one post. that's why i don't get. it's not adding up

and if you're the same anonymous who keeps coming back every month to harass Michigan, you better think twice because the police will get involved. she's already talked to a police about it, and he said that if they come back, he'll get involved

and so, i ask again for you to contact me, or @alkivm (who's mentioned you or whoever it was that sent me the song sending her a song by the same artist and saying the same thing), or @michiganstray directly via dm to prove that you're not the same anonymous or an accomplice of theirs

i've got a pretty good bet going for who this might be or who they might be affiliated with. i've looked on spotify to find this person recently listening to the artist Ms Krazie. and just to be clear, it wouldn't surprise me if it really is this person either, so might as well just come clean

i hate to be so aggressive, but there's only so many things to go off of when receiving something from an anonymous. but like i said, if you'd dm one of us directly and just be honest, it doesn't have to be this way

ANONIMITY is not saving you. it's making you more suspicious, dishonest, and untrustworthy, whoever you are regardless of your intentions.

[blackwolfstabs]

Top 5 favorite memories?

oh gosh there are soooo many to recall... hmm.. i'm gonna do favorite memories of 2023 if that's ok :)

watching Scream V for the first time w/ @michiganstray (that was such a crazy day and it all started at 5:30 am. little did i know meeting Sam would change my life forever)

i used to babysit 3 boys (i quit in september bc depression) and the thursday before Easter, i brought plastic eggs for them and we just did a bunch of easter egg hunts - it started raining on the last one so you bet my ass stayed under the cover of the small porch they had but yea, it was great

from june 23 - 26, i accompanied @michiganstray in travelling to attend a pagent she was in. i was like her personal stylist (with the exception of doing her makeup) and we got to do a few tourist things in between her schedule. it was such a fun and unique experience

watching the film In The Heights for the first time (it was july and i was taking a summer class that was hard af. that movie got me through a lot that summer and now that i look back at it, it made it enjoyable and i would do summer over again if i could)

making this tumblr account (i made it in the midst of my depression and i have grown to love it here and this community. i've met so many awesome people that i have the honor of calling friends and as bad as my depression got, joining made it worth it)