#polyam ghostface

[dreamties]

there's nothing really wrong with me; i'm just choking almost constantly || Polyam! Ghostface x GN! Reader

title from Twinkle Lights by The Sonder Bombs

Reader is dealing with the aftermath of their sexual assault, to which they still haven't told Billy and Stu that it was even a thing that happened. After a particularly rough night, the boys comfort them.

1st person POV

TRIGGER WARNINGS: there is reference to past SA, but it's not too graphic. the reader talks about it and there's like, references about it through out the text- and I know it can be really traumatic for some to read it so PLEASE be careful and read at your own risk. panic attacks, nightmares, i believe that's it !! let me know if I need to add more warnings!!

I blink awake, filled with an erratic, heart-pounding panic. It takes a moment to realize where I am- home, in my bed, by myself. I'm not at the trailer and I can't feel his breath down my neck anymore. 

I let out a shaky breath and sit up slowly, trying not to shock my body anymore.

My body feels unstable and wrong as I walk through the house. My mind and body caught in a fuzzy sort of dream state. 

I dial Stu's phone number, because I know he'll ask less questions than Billy- and that's what I needed right now. Just a distraction.

I school my voice to properly fake that sort of "I'm fine, nothing bad has ever happened to me" tone.

I clear my throat. "Stuey? I know it's a little late, but-"

"Nah, it's okay, baby. Whaddya need?"

I laugh- of course Stu sounds so chipper, he was likely up looking at Play Boys or watching total torture porn (aka a load of trash). 

"Could you pick me up? It'd be nice to stay at your place tonight." 

I can practically hear him grin on the other line. "Ab-so-LUTE-ly!"

I kind of half-giggle and thank him. I pull on an extra-long hoodie and grab the handmade Michael Myers plush my friend gave me off my bed. I wait out on the front porch for him to arrive. 

I settle into Stu's bed, and he hurriedly puts his magazines and other items under his bed, careless to the minor scrumpling to his merchandise. 

“Hey baby,” he kisses the top of my head and I try not to shrink away too much when he does so. I know it’s Stu, I know I’m safe- I can still feel his touch around my body, his hands at my throat, though. It’s so hard not to think he’s there with me, in bed next to Stu and I.

I smile at him and let him turn his lamp off even if the darkness and the looming shadows in his room are wholly disorienting.

I can feel a light tickle against the shell of my ear, like someone is whispering, “I won't be able to stop myself.” I shake him off of me and turn to my other side.

Just leave me alone, please.

I probably toss in my sleep the whole night, but Stu doesn’t seem bothered when we wake in the morning. My eyes are bleary and blinking back tears, hoping he doesn’t see. 

I should know better than to think Stu could keep any secret from Billy. I'm still surprised, however, that Billy jostles into the Macher's kitchen at 9am, already with a prickled attitude.

I drop the spoon into my bowl of cereal, milk splashing up and over onto the counter. I try to school my expression into something more neutral, so my surprise doesn’t hurt him. 

“Billy,” I greet. 

He replies back with my name, which I can only half-hear through the fuzzy, distant feeling in my body. 

Billy sits on a stool next to me, moving my bowl a little further from my reach. “Why were you up so late?”

I half-laugh, still tired, still groggy. “What, I’m not allowed to stay up?” I tease. And the hurt sick feeling settles in my throat. 

Billy shakes his head and sighs- he’s clearly frustrated. 

Stupid. Stop teasing him, he’s- I physically shake the thought off. Trying desperately to repel the negative energy like water to oil. Get it together.

“C’mon,” Billy tries again. He seems abnormally pissy, and I wonder what Stu told him on the phone. It’s no way that either of them could have figured it out, but the lump in my throat still grows at the possibility. 

“Just- missed Stu. That’s all.”

“You brought along your plushy,” he says, like that’s supposed to prove anything. “And that big hoodie of yours that you only wear when you’re sad.”

“Did Stu tell you that?” I try not to sound too antsy or annoyed. I know they’re only worried. Of course they’re worried- of course they know my tells like the back of their hands. I should have just stayed home, even if that meant waking up with the feeling of him pressed against my body. 

He nods. “You always tell us what’s wrong,” and he whispers my name in that hard-soft tone he gets when he’s anxious. I shiver.

“Nothing’s. . . nothing’s wrong.” I try and I know it’s bullshit. It’s a dumb attempt and Billy sees right through it. “Nothing that you can fix.” 

And I know Billy takes it as a personal attack- that I think he can’t take care of me. That his comfort isn’t enough, that he isn’t enough. I don’t know how to tell him that’s not what I meant, though, without telling him what happened. It feels hard to breathe, I take a shaky, sharp breath in. It doesn’t help. 

I don’t even know what’s going on, my eyes teary and blurred. My ears are ringing out. My body feels so fuzzy and too soft at the edges. My thoughts muddle in my brain and I don’t know if I'm breathing or talking or breathing or- I gasp out. 

Stu’s hands hold my shoulders tightly, trying to ground me. He’s done it a hundred times before, and it works nearly every time. 

My breath is labored, heavy and quick. Too quick. I still can’t feel myself breathing.

Billy and Stu both try to reassure me- I think. Their voices still unclear through the fog. 

“‘M sorry, ‘m sorry, sorry, sorry,” I repeat, till the word feels unsafe and garbled through my lips. “Shouldn't have to- shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have to. Have to- have to worry.”

My voice sounds so far away, like I’m speaking into a dying microphone, to the clashing, screaming crowd before me. Feeling so unheard, so unseen, even at center stage. 

The fog fades around Billy’s voice. “Hey, hey, it’s fine. Just- stop apologizing,” my name is slow on his tongue. “Can you hear me? C’mon, baby, you’re worrying Stu.” 

And I should respond. But everything just feels so- off. I’m not even sure what I’d say. I don’t want to explain myself. 

When the fog finally finally cuts through, I can breathe again. I’m sitting on the tiled floor of the Macher kitchen, with my knees pulled up against my chest. Billy and Stu sit on either side of me, their hands tentatively retracted from my body. 

I can finally breathe in the clearing. I could cry, if feeling my feelings didn’t hurt so much. If everything didn’t hurt. 

My breath takes a while to steady, and when it does, Billy takes this as a sign to pounce on me again. 

“What happened, baby?” And he sounds so . . . concerned. It hurts to know I’m hurting him. My body aches with every pound of my heart against my chest. 

“I think I had a panic attack,” I managed. 

Stu lets out an awkward laugh, and I don’t freak out this time when he touches my shoulder. “No shit!” 

He murmurs an apology and repeats himself, quieter now. It was sweet. Stu was so sweet and I can’t get over myself to just- live and not cause all this . . . all this angst and trial and tribulations between us. Billy would remind me- if I vocalized this ache - in my own words, that having tough emotions aren’t a burden. It feels like it is though. 

“I’m sorry,” I try and Billy shushes me. He seems annoyed still, I know it’s just the look he has when he’s scared, though.

Fuck, he’s scared. Get yourself together.

I swallow down the lump in my throat.

“Okay, fine. I can’t apologize, I get it.” I realize now that my voice croaks out, like I'd been crying. 

My eyes still feel hazy around the edges and they still struggle to focus on anything properly. 

“What can I say then?” I teasingly ask, and I feel sick to my stomach. 

Please don’t ask me why. Please don’t ask why. Please don’t ask why. Please.

“What’s up with you?” Billy asks. I’m not sure if that’s any better of a question though. 

“I- I can’t tell you.”

Billy rolls his eyes. “We can’t help you if we don’t know what’s wrong.”

Stu sighs, giving my shoulder a gentle squeeze. His fingers tense when he speaks. “Please? We won’t- Stu glances at Billy and then back at myself- I won’t ask any other questions, I promise.” 

I give a humorless laugh in response. “Real assuring.”

“C’mon, I can’t control what Billy does,” he whines.

And there it is again. The lump in my throat. His breath tickling against my face. “I just can’t control myself around you.”

The attempts to shake off his incessant greed seem to only be in vain.

“Just- just get off of me, please,” I have to wrench the words out of my throat. “Please, ‘m sorry for- I’m sorry- just. Let go.”

Stu quickly winds his hand from my shoulder and puts his hands up, in defense. He looks at me all confused, his eyes wide and his brows furrowed. 

He lowers his hands and gives me those stupid, big blue puppy eyes.  “What’s wrong?” And he says it so gently. His voice felt warm and comforting.

“Just- I. Give me a moment.” 

“Okay,” both boys reply. 

“I- I think I was sexually assaulted.” My voice comes out in a tight whisper, lodged somewhere between my throat and the tension of the kitchen conversation. “I thought- I thought it was my fault or maybe it didn’t- it didn’t happen. Or- or maybe I misremembered it but-”

My voice gets caught and I let out a measly sob. 

“Woah,” Billy carefully reaches a hand out towards me, but doesn’t touch me. “Woah, woah. Baby,” he whispers. “What- who did this to you?”

I sniffle. I didn’t want to tell them.

It felt so much more real speaking it aloud. 

His voice feels dirty against my body, and I just want to get away from him. But he’s in the walls, he’s in my dreams. And I can’t escape. He’s sitting with me as my boyfriend’s try to comfort me. 

“I know better than that. I should have known better than that and-” my throat feels all funny, like I can’t breathe again. A sharp intake in, a shaky breath out. “And I still let him put his grubby hands all over me.”

“Woah, baby,” Billy’s voice is impossibly quiet and calm. He appears more apologetic and concerned with how I am, than the dark, revengefulness that usually seeps out of him when someone hurts me. “Baby, look at me, okay?”

I keep my head snuggled at the top of my knees, straining my eyes to look in his direction. I hum, not trusting myself to speak without crying. 

“It’s not- it’s not your fault. Whatever happened, it’s-”

My mouth seems to be on its own agenda. And my head feels impossibly fuzzy again. Everything is so . . . so disconnected. I tap my fingers against my shins, and they don’t feel like they’re really there at all. No matter how many times I tap them in the same familiar pattern. 

Nothing feels right. 

“I shouldn't have been such a tease. I- he told me to stop, said he wouldn’t be able to control himself if- and, and I didn’t listen, Billy. Was so confused, didn’t know where I was, Stuey and- and he- I told him that. But I should’ve listened. He w-warned me and I should have- I’m sorry.”

“Hey, shh,” Billy tries once more. “It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s not your fault, baby. Whatever- whoever it was, who convinced you . . . it doesn’t matter, okay? He doesn’t- you didn’t make him do anything. You-” even Billy struggles with it. 

He sighs, “what do you need from us? Just right now- what do you need at this moment, okay?”

Stu tries, as well. Learning from his previous mistake. 

“Is it okay to hug you or touch your shoulder right now?”

I shake my head. His hands at my throat, his voice tickled against my face. 

His hands at my throat, telling me to behave. 

Taking my “i’m fine”s and “okay”s out of context, blatant ignorance of my confusion.

“Could we just- could we sit on the couch maybe?”

It felt better, safer, in the openness of the living room. 

Like I wasn't going to suffocate and, like, explode or something. 

Stu's hanging his limbs off one end of the couch, and Billy tentatively perches on a couch arm. I assume Billy is sitting strangely to give me space- Stu's position is natural though. He always sits weird, and does things weird, which I love. I love him. I love Billy, and I'm just. I'm hurting them- I'm sitting in the middle of the couch, shaky and strange, and hurting them.

“What can we do?” Billy sounds gentle. He sounds sincere. I think . . . he is. The whole situation is strange and terrifying. I want to go back to sleep and hope when I wake that the past few months were some fever dream instead. 

I let out a shaky, heaving sigh. 

“I don’t- I don’t know.”

“That’s- that's okay. Baby,” his voice is sturdy, despite the uncertainty bleeding in.

“Yeah!” Stu smiles at me, and it feels sort of warm. It feels almost good. 

“You shouldn’t have to deal with someone so damaged.” I stare at my feet and my hands fidgeting absently in my lap. Tears pricking, stinging at my eyes.

I stumble over and retract apologies in my head. Trying to justify what he had done to me, to pin what he said, to pin his hands around my neck and push me down, as my own fault. As my own actions. 

I can’t tell Billy that. Not to him, not to Stu.

Billy has this restrained look in his eyes, and his face is twisted into an almost scowl. I don’t know what he’s thinking, but I know I shouldn’t have said that. Because Billy thinks he’s broken, all the time.

He’s told me or alluded to his mom’s disappearance, to his asshole father. About the disconnect between himself and his own thoughts, his hands and his actions. He’s told us why he’s only ever felt safe and trusting in the arms of his lovers. 

And that he’s so afraid that one day, we’ll up and leave him, too. 

That he’s too damaged, too broken, to be loved. 

And I go and fuck it up again. I only know how to hurt.

“That’s, wait- that’s not. I’m sorry, Billy. I-”

And his voice is uncharacteristically sweet. It’s calm and low, and I can’t hear held back anger.

“It’s okay.”

“What?” My voice is small and squeaks out, unsure. 

“It’s okay. Baby," Billy says my name with my name with care. “You’re not- you will never be too fucked up to be loved by us.”

Stu smiles, protective. “I- we will never let that happen to you again.”

They offer physical comforts, they lean closer but not close enough to touch me. 

Maybe I shouldn’t be so trusting. He had promised to never hurt me and I followed him blindly. But Billy & Stu aren’t him. And I should be allowed to put my faith into others, without fearing I'll be hurt again.

I lean into Billy's touch, allowing him to encase me in his strong arms. Stu leans against us, bringing his long, sweater-clad arms around the huddled mess of us. 

Maybe it's against my better judgements.

Maybe it's a mistake.

But maybe, too, this is safety. This is love.

#tw sa #tw assault #tw sa implied #tw noncon #tw past trauma #panic attack #panic attacks #tw panic attack #tw anxiety attack #tw nightmares #billy loomis #stu macher #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #billy x reader x stu #poly ghostface #polyam ghostface #billy loomis x you #stu macher x you #billy loomis x y/n #stu macher x y/n #vent fic #inspired by real events #this is me trying to cope if that wasn't obvious :) #reblogs allowed #PLEASE be respectful though

[jjungkookislife]

Kinktober Day 13

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟday 13: double penetration *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

♡ pairing: jimin x f. reader x taehyung

♡ genre: established relationship, polyam, smut [18+]

♡ summary: Halloween is for trick and treats. Jimin and Taehyung make sure to give you both.

♡ wc: 1.9k

♡ warnings: mask kink (?), jimin and tae play with oc, pet names (baby, baby girl, sweetheart), spanking, pussy slapping, voyeurism (mirror sex), threesome/double penetration, oral sex (f. giving and receiving), fingering (f. receiving), unprotected sex, degradation, cum swallowing, creampie

♡ date: October 27, 2023

Jimin knew you’d drop to your knees upon seeing him and Tae. He licked his lips as he stared at his reflection just before Taehyung handed him his mask.

“She’s gonna be wet all night,” Taehyung smirked as he put his mask on.

Jimin nods as he places his mask over his face. “Let’s go get her.”

Upon arriving at Yoongi’s place, your boyfriends spot you grinding on their youngest friend, Jungkook. They watch for a moment, cocks already hard and throbbing in their jeans.

“Fuck,” Jimin curses as he watches you grind against Jungkook.

“Let’s go,” Taehyung orders as they part through the crowd. Jimin tilts his head and Jungkook hits the road, disappearing into the sea of bodies. You don’t notice your boyfriends watching from afar, nor question Jungkook’s sudden departure as your other friend approaches you.

“Are Jimin and Tae here?” Hoseok asks as he stands beside you, looking over the crowd. 

“They said they would be,” you shrug as you look into the crowd and spy a person in a Ghostface mask staring at you from across the room. 

“Though that might be Tae,” you tell Hoseok as you turn to him, but when you turn back to the person, they’re walking away. “Or not.”

Hoseok chuckles, shaking his head.

“I’ll go check,” you inform him, as you promise to catch up later. You part through the crowd, apologizing as you push past.

By the time you’ve crossed the room and stood where the person was, there’s no sign of them anywhere. You sigh, take your phone out of your bra (your sexy witch costume lacks pockets), and check your messages. 

“Come play with us,” you murmur as you read Tae’s last message. You sigh, looking up from your phone just to spot another person staring at you with a Ghostface mask on. You shove your phone into your bra and start the trek to where you started, but of course, they’re gone before you can reach your destination.

You move to the kitchen, finding Yoongi and Hoseok talking to a few friends you don’t know well. You go to approach them but catch a glimpse of a Ghostface mask leaving through the other entrance. 

Quickly, you follow them, but they get lost in the crowd of dancing partygoers and the last thing you want to do is enter that hell again. 

Sighing, you turn toward the staircase just to see Ghostface staring at you. 

Before you can take a step, there’s a tap on your shoulder and you whip around just to find nobody there. You groan, turning back to the stairs but there’s nobody there either. 

Huffing, you reach for your cellphone and call your boyfriends, but there’s no answer. You spot another person in a mask and stomp toward them, ripping the mask off their face.

“Hey!” Jungkook pouts. “You’re ruining my cool guy vibe.”

You roll your eyes. “You and this damn mask have been fucking with me all night.”

“No?” Jungkook’s befuddled. “Jimin just gave it to me like five minutes ago.”

“Jimin? Where did he go?” You ask as you look over your shoulder. 

Jungkook shrugs. “He said he was looking for Taehyung.”

“Are they both wearing these masks?” You ask, holding it up and handing it back to him. 

“Mhmm,” Jungkook confirms as he puts his mask back on and disappears into the crowd. You sigh, alone once again. You look toward the stairs, you figure you could wait in the room for them to show up. 

Hands find your waist and you scream, startled and annoyed someone’s had the balls to put their hands on you. Everyone knew you had two boyfriends, so someone being this bold was out of character.

“Hey, baby,” Taehyung greets, his hands gripping your hips tighter. He grinds against you in beat with the music and you relax when you hear his voice. 

“Wanna go upstairs?” Jimin asks, wasting no time. You know he’s probably smirking under his mask. You reach out to grab both of their masks and bite back a moan. The two men look at each other and chuckle. 

“Yes,” you agree, taking their hands as they lead you upstairs to the first empty bedroom. Your heart races in your chest as you follow your boyfriends, giggling with Jimin as you reach the landing.

The boys pull you into a bedroom, shutting and locking the door with smirks on their lips beneath their masks. Taehyung is the first to approach you, his hands gripping your hips as he takes in your lingerie that you’ve tried to pass off as a costume. He’s not sure what you’re supposed to be, but he doesn’t care as he pulls you toward him.

You take in his Ghostface mask, tugging it off his face to discard it somewhere in the room. Your lips meet his in a heated kiss that rocks you to the core.

Your hands twine in his curly locks, tugging on them as he nips your bottom lip.

“Fuck, baby,” he groans as his hands move down to your ass.

Jimin moves Taehyung aside. He kisses you deeply, moaning against your lips as Tae moves behind you. He rips your lingerie to pieces.

“Hey! I don’t have anything else to wear!” You huff and Tae shakes his head. 

“Packed you an outfit,” he assures you as he kisses you again. You moan against his lips as Jimin runs his hands over your back, stopping to grab handfuls of your ass. 

“Fuck,” he bites his plush bottom lip, his hand coming down to smack your ass, once, twice, three times. 

“You look so pretty like this,” Taehyung coos as he notes the smeared eyeliner and lipstick. He kisses you again, his large hands cupping your cheeks as you reach under his costume. 

Taehyung grins, taking his costume off to show you his shirtless torso and black jeans. His hard cock strains against the denim and he palms himself over the material. 

With your eyes glued to him, and Jimin kissing his way down your body, he undoes his belt, tossing it to the floor. 

Jimin makes you moan with a smack to your cunt. He curses when he feels how wet you are and he turns his head to the side to watch the three of you in the mirrored wall of the closet. 

“Fuck me,” You’re already begging. You’re so needy and wet, your boyfriends hot as hell on their own, but the masks add a little something and it makes you want to devour them whole. 

“No need to beg, baby girl. We’re here to please,” Jimin states as he takes his mask off and sets it to the side. His tongue teases your pussy, his hands gripping your thighs to keep you still. 

“Fuck,” you nearly growl when his tongue flicks your clit. Taehyung laughs, kissing you again as your hands work the button and zipper of his pants. He kicks them off along with his boxers.

“Such a good girl,” he coos, kissing you one more time as your hands wrap around his cock. Taehyung looks over your shoulder at Jimin, tilting his head to the side, and both men place their masks back on. 

“Fuck yes,” you curse when you look up at Tae. You reach out for him as Jimin fixed the arch of your back, his fingers sliding easily into your dripping wet cunt. 

You moan his name, followed by Taehyung’s as your hand runs down his torso to wrap around his hard cock that’s dribbling pre-cum. Your mouth waters at the sight, your tongue licking the head, swirling around and around until you take him in your mouth. 

“Shit!” Taehyung hisses, your warm mouth so welcoming. He threads his fingers in your hair, your mouth opening wider to take more of him in. 

“That’s it, baby. Take my cock into that pretty little mouth of yours. Get your fill,” Taehyung smirks as you do as you’re told. It’s hard to see you with the mask over his face. The mesh in the eyes is almost useless, but just seeing you with those wide eyes and hungry mouth is enough for him. 

Taehyung allows you to set a pace, his hand guiding his cock into your mouth now and then. You take him deep in your throat and gag. He chuckles when you come up for air. 

“Just relax, baby. Let me help you,” he says as he grips your hair harder, drool already smeared on your cheeks with your lipstick. 

Taehyung fucks your face, slowly at first and then a little faster, a little deeper. Your moans send shivers down his spine, his cock throbbing in delight. 

Jimin isn’t one to be left out. His fingers fuck your pussy, thumb rubbing your clit. You cry out around Taehyung’s cock, thighs trembling as he continues. 

“Just like that, sweetheart. Cum for me,” Jimin encourages as his fingers move faster and faster until you’re falling apart, soaking his fingers. 

Jimin grins, looking up to see Taehyung staring at him. Jimin raises his mask just a bit and slides his fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean before fixing his mask and wrapping his hand around his hard dick. 

The fat head of his cock presses against you, your arousal costing it generously before he’s pushing inside. 

Your moan is muffled by Taehyung’s cock. He pauses to let you adjust to Jimin. 

The two set a pace, both groaning and moaning as you take everything they can give you. 

They both turn their heads to the mirror, cocks throbbing at the sight of you between them, taking their cocks like a champ. Your moans mix with theirs and fill the room, not caring who hears beyond the four walls. 

Jimin spanks you, gripping your hips hard to slam you onto his cock, just for Taehyung to pull you back onto his by your hair. You’re drooling all over him and yourself, slurping obscenely as tears roll down your cheeks, but you still beg for more. 

You turn your head to the mirror when Tae gives you a moment to breathe. You lock eyes with Jimin in his mask and he fucks you harder. The sight is enough to push you to the edge, tightening around him and screaming his name. 

Taehyung smacks your lips with his cock and you open obediently. 

“What a good cockhungry whore,” he praises as you try to see both of them in the mirror. 

Your body surges with pleasure at the sight. Jimin chuckles as his fingers find your clit, rubbing and pinching it to make you jolt. 

Taehyung watches you choke on his dick while Jimin buries himself to the hilt. They’re both close, both moaning your name as they fuck you harder. 

Taehyung is the first to cum when you swallow around him. He sets his cock on your tongue and covers it generously. You swallow, leaning forward to suck him dry before he pulls away to watch Jimin fuck you open. 

Jimin is close. His hips smack against your ass until you’re screaming in pleasure. Taehyung kisses you messily, his tongue meeting yours as you fall apart, with Jimin following soon after. 

The three of you lay spent on the bed. The masks are on the floor and your costume is in pieces long forgotten. 

“Can we go home?” You ask after you catch your breath. 

“How come?” Jimin asks as he drapes his arm over your waist. 

“Want to use the masks again?” Taehyung asks as he kisses your bare shoulder. 

“Definitely.”

kinktober masterlist

#bts kinktober #jimin smut #taehyung smut #taehyung x reader insert #taehyung x reader #taehyung drabble #tae smut #jimin drabble #jimin x reader insert #jimin x reader #vmin x reader insert #bts polyam #ghostface!jimin #ghostface!taehyung #boyfriend!jimin #boyfriend!taehyung

[frenchfrywrites]

Can i ask for smexy hc for ghostface? (Billy and/or stu pls)

NSFW HCS for Ghostface(s)

MINORS DNI

I feel like they'd both be very similar and very different at the same time..

Billy

Sub bottom all. the. way.

Oh and he is totally a brat

An.. aggressive kind of brat if that makes sense?

He needs a hard dom

Bc he totally talks shit, fights, and struggles against you until you break him

Loves (hard) degradation, and will do evil lil things to get it

Also loves humiliation- to an extent

Pretty much any type of punishment is good with him

I mean he def has some limits but you can push him a lot

Cries a lot once you break him

And he's pretty quiet until you break him

But then hes a sobbing whining whimpering baby

I think he could be very into pet play!

He's a kitty boy!!

Sometimes he's not down for a scene/getting into a headspace but he always loves being called kitty/kitten

I think he'd like to call you master mostly

Ofc he (and Stu) like phone sex

But it's more like foreplay bc both can't wait long enough to climax on phone with you

Billy would also like roleplaying

He likes scenes where you pretend to be Ghostface (and he's the final girl) (knife included bc even if I don't like it I can't deny that Billy would totally love knife play)

Speaking of final girls.. I think Billy would like feminization a lil

Maybe don't call his chest tits, but def let him dress up for you and call him a pretty girl

Oh and on the note of roleplaying I think Billy would really like full day scenes or constant rules

If you gave him a list of rules he'd try to break all of them and with each punishment/harsh reminder he gets, the more turned on he becomes

Stu

I think Stu needs a softish dom

Bc yeah he will be a brat

But in a teasing way

He will work you up and break rules, then giggle when you confront him

He doesn't like degradation very much

Best way to get him to behave is to make his mouth busy

Your fingers, a dildo gag, have him eat you out, stuff his mouth full of cock, etc

I think he has an oral fixation and doing any (or all) of those things brings him right into subspace

Although I think he prefers (very big) dildos/cocks down his throat

He wants to struggle to breathe (and gag.. I def think Stu would like emetophilia)

He also loves overstimulation (but gets cranky with edging)

Also likes pet play, and he is a puppy boy!!!

Can and will go nonverbal but he is never quiet lmao

He likes when you have a title (and will totally use it in public, teasingly)

He definitely likes being called a good boy/girl

Stu likes feminization to the max, and will encourage it fully

He loves to buy expensive lingerie just to have you tear it apart

He wants to be a bimbo.. so dumbification is a must

I think he'd also really like exhibitionism

He wants to show off how good you can fuck him/he can fuck

Omg omg okay the only way Stu is willingly good and obedient is if it's to show off (especially to Billy)

Like Stu would love if you fucked him and told Billy this is what happens if you're a good boy. Ultimate fantasy for him

He can top, but won't ever dom

(likes to top Billy with your help)

#implied polyam btwn u stu n billy btw #rq #brainrot #spice #sub ghostface #sub stu macher #sub billy loomis #slashers

[bisexual-horror-fan]

They love you. 

You know that right?

They love you so fucking much it almost hurts. They talk about you whenever you aren’t around, about how you would be so perfect for them. You would fit just right between the pair of them. How can they not be totally ruined by you? The lilt of your laugh and that fucking smile, you can keep up with Stu’s jokes and can actually get Billy to crack a smile even when he is in one of his famously dower moods. You are beautiful, wonderful, just, there are no words to capture you accurately but the word phenomenal does keep popping up.

It isn’t a simple want, it’s a need. They need you to see, to understand, if you could see them the way they did you then you’d get it, that you’d never need more than them. They’d give you anything, you could have everything, don’t you want that? Just let them in, they will take such good care of you, always.

#Billy and Stu x reader #Poly!Ghostface x reader #BHF writing #polyam positivity #I am still feeling #But fr #THEY LOVE YOU #THEY DO #I MEAN IT

[bunnysficsnstuff]

Act 3 Baby! Polyam!Ghostface {Billy&Stu} X Fem!Reader

Wordcount: 1382

AN: Hey yall!! This is just a fluffy thang I wrote bc I have Polyam Ghostface brain rot rn :D Thanks and Enjoy!

It had been 2 weeks since the first murder, it was a tragedy to the sleepy town of Woodsboro. On the other hand, it had been eight days since you started getting unannounced visits from the killing team. They’re always in their costumes and they never let you see them without the mask but, you figured out that they were not the same person quite quickly. They were similar heights and statues but, they had way different personalities, even with the voice modulator through the phone you could always tell which was which. The first ghostface that came barreling through your window was rougher with you. Don’t get him wrong, he cares so deeply for you but, you’re his, he should be able to do what he pleases with his things. He has always been very possessive over you, it seems like the only other person he will let get near you is ghostface #2. He, the second ghostface, is so soft and gentle with you. If he wasn’t a masked killer you would think that he could never hurt a fly. The second ghostface also seems to trust you more, when he comes to visit you he’s not as strict about keeping the robe on, moreso just the mask. He will let you treat any wounds he contracts and has also made a habit of sleeping next to you during his visits. He always puts a sleeping mask over your eyes before taking the mask off to fall asleep but, even if he didn’t you would never dream of betraying the hard earned trust from the pair. 

The team has never seemed to get jealous of one another, you have only been visited by both at the same time twice but, they seemed as happy to be with the other as they were to be with you in those moments. Even when you were with only one half of your beloveds, they never got annoyed or jealous if you would ask about the other or want to know how their wounds are healing. It is a bit hard to connect with the pair in person, they can’t talk to you for fear of having their identities revealed so conversations are tricky to get the hang of. It usually turns into ghostface pointing at something in your room or seeing something on your phone and having you talk about or explain it to them. Neither of them seem to mind this barrier, they love listening to you gush about all your interests, especially when you get into one of your true crime spirals. Truth is, they found you from a post you made about them. You had a secret blog online, tracking the killings, the pattern, possible motives, you were a total fangirl. They decided they needed a fan like you in the circle in case there were any hitches in the plan, and there were. It started off as cryptic and albeit flirty phone calls and then it turned into midnight visits and sleepovers.

Tonight you got a phone call from No Caller ID. Your heart flutters when you read the words on your screen knowing one of your boys will be on the other end. You clear your throat before adjusting yourself upright in your bed and answering the call.

“Hello?” You ask innocently

“Hello, bunny” The raspy voice coos

Your heart skips a beat at the words. You try your best not to be clingy with your lovers but, you worry deeply about them, especially after all the near misses they’ve patched up in your bathroom.

“How are my favorite reapers?” You ask

“This one’s better now that he’s talkin to you” He pauses for a moment 

“Look bun, we’re wrapping up the big show tonight…” He trails off. Even with the voice changer you can tell that he's anxious about it

“Okay…What about it?” you ask 

“We want you to be there…” He pauses “The other one knows how interested you are in our…work, and he suggested that you could help.”

There's dead air on the line, you have dreamed of seeing the boys at work and now they want you to be a part of it. You must have been quiet for too long daydreaming because he cuts in again,

“Only if you want bunny, we just thought you may be interested” He anxiously explains

“Oh! No! I mean, Yes!! Yes I would love to be there!” You squeal out.

“Alright, it’s all going down at Stu’s house party. We’ll be at your house in 15 to pick you up” He says

“What? What about the masks?” you ask, they’d never get away with driving around in the get up.

“No masks, No costumes, We trust you bun” He says softly.

Your face goes warm and pink at the words, “Okay! I’ll be ready in 10!” You practically scream.

You search through your closet for what feels like forever before deciding on a black off the shoulder dress with lacey bell sleeves, it feels just ghostface-y enough for the boys to get the reference but not too much that it screams “I’m fucking the killers!!” You throw some first aid supplies in your purse in preparation for the festivities and wait patiently on your bed. 

Soon enough you hear wrestling near your window. You turn around facing away from their entrance as you hear the killers climb in. You’re basically shaking in anticipation as you hear the footsteps walk up behind you. You feel a set of hands snake around your waist and another set move your hair away from your neck to make room for his lips to connect with the sensitive skin. You feel the hands round your waist slowly spin you around as the other set lets go of your hair. When you’ve spun around you’re almost afraid to make eye contact with them staring at the ground. You feel a hand grab your chin and slowly lift your face to meet theirs, “What’s the matter bunny, shy?” His voice is smooth and thick. When you make eye contact with him you realize, Ghostface 1 is Billy Loomis. 

You feel the other man wrap one hand around your waist and the other cup your face, “Surprise, darling” the other man says, When you meet his gaze you recognize Ghostface 2 as Stu Macher. You’re a little stunned to say the least but, a few moments after their faces settle into your brain you practically jump into Stu’s chest and crash your lips into his. You pull away and reach out to Billy pulling him close to you and Stu, connecting with his lips just as hard. There are small tears prickling in your eyes as a wave of happiness washes over you. They’re finally all yours, they trust you and you trust them. 

Billy pulls away from the two of you, “We have a present for you bun” He says gesturing to Stu. Stu gently pushes you off of him and reaches into his back pocket. He pulls out a familiar looking object. You stare at it in disbelief, taking it out of Stu’s hands. You pull the handle of the object out of its sheath, it’s one of their knives. You gawk at the reflective metal holding it tightly, as if it would disappear just like Stu and Billy used to disappear out your window in the night. You look up at the boys with doe eyes “Thank you so much” you say softly.Billy takes the knife and sheaths it for you before attaching it to a garter under your dress.

“You look beautiful darling” Stu says as he watches Billy fasten the blade to you.

“God damn right she does” Billy says patting your thigh once the blade is secure “She's our pretty girl”

You blush at all the compliments you’re being showered in, “Thank you boys” You say softly.

“Well sweetheart, you ready for act three?” Billy asks, a grin snaking across his face

“I was born ready baby!” you say 

“Lets fucking go baby!” Stu yells, sticking his tongue out.

For the first time ever, Ghostface guides you out of your window on your way to play your role in their movie, and you wouldn’t change it for anything.

#ghostface #slashers #poly ghostface #stu x billy #stu x billy x reader #billy loomis #stu matcher x reader #stu macher #billy loomis x female reader #scream 1996 #stu x billy x you #ghostface x you #ghostface x reader

[losergendered]

ID: a set of 32 images in 16 pairs. each has one image of the listed character, with a white outline in front of their corresponding flags, and a second image which is a blank flag splice. END ID

Billy Loomis/Ghostface from Scream is a transsexual, trans/FTM, dbdghostfacecharic, ghostfacelovesick, envighoface, deepriftghostfacic, bleedingghostfacic, rainingbloodghostfacic, prestighostfacic, monochroghostfacic, brushunterghostfacic, forestghostfaceic, ghostfacestalker, slasheric, horrorcoric, DDDEtagged, knifegender, yanderegender, yanderecoric, NPDtoxic, narclexic, lovirium, narcboy, borderlineboy, foundfootagehorroric, boyfreak, mascfreak, genderfreak, knifeinlyrica, numbersupica, bpdboyfreak, vindium, vintaudio, turigirlfuckoff, genderwhore, genderslut, tranny, fag, polyam, eros veldifem/turifem, eros veldigirl/turigirl, turigirl, turifem, veldihet, genderfuck, queerfuck, nonbinary, genderfluid, and agender! He doesn’t care about pronouns! Billy is autistic, psychotic, borderline, narcissistic, and hypersexual! He is married to Stu Macher!

Stu Macher is an auDHD, bipolar, narcissist with HPD, psychosis and ASPD! He is also FNAFgender, fnafmovieic, FNAFhyperfixic, spinglocksuitgender, burntrapcharic, williamaftoncharic, fnafascic, springlockedgender, slasheric, aftaesic, purplegender, PANLosin, boyloser, mascloser, losearchetropic, genderloser, a faggot, and a gay man! He mostly uses he/him and they/them pronouns! Stu is Billy’s husband!

Billy and Christina’s daughter, Samantha Carpenter, who Stu adopted as his own child, is a finalgirlic, finalgirlloser, genderloser, aroace, demigirl, transmasc! She also goes by the name “Sam” and uses she/him and has C-PTSD!

Stu and Billy’s biological daughter and Samantha’s young half-sister, Tara Carpenter, who also goes by the last name Loomis-Macher, is a masc, genderfreak, transmasc, trans girl, transsexual, dyke, tranny, transmasc girl, azurboy, azurgirl, finalboyic, finalgirlic, aromantic, lesboy who is autistic, bipolar, and borderline! They use they/it/zhe and is Christina’s adopted daughter!

Sidney Prescott, who is Christina’s wife and stepmom/adopted mom to Sam and Tara, is a finalgirlic lesbian!

Billy, Stu, Christina and Sidney share joint custody of Sam and Tara!

Ghostface’s partner, Jason Voorhees from Friday The 13th, is a nonverbal, neurodivergent, antisocial, slasheric, forestcoric, cabincoric, fri13thcalendic, thankfridica, camprilvozmasc(uline), queer man with PTSD and DPD! He is Carrie White’s adopted dad/stepdad!

Jason’s mom, Pamela Voorhees, is a straight, caedasexual woman with PTSD! She is the adopted grandmother/step-grandmother of Carrie White!

Carrie White from Carrie, who took the last name Voorhees after she was adopted by Jason and Pamela, is a thistle femme, bloodgender, bloodcoric, gendertraumatized, traumacoric, traumavesi, religiousrecovertraumatic, recovertraumic, sunrisetraumix, teremuskin, caebagirl, traumagender, bastardcoric, rotcoric, transneutral, trans lesbian with PTSD, religious trauma, BPD, AvPD and is autistic!

Carrie’s girlfriend, Sue Snell, is a femme lesbian with PTSD!

Sue’s best friend/QPP, Tommy Ross, is a transmasc, AFAB, nonbinary, arospec, ambiamorous, gay!

Leatherface/Bubba Sawyer from The Texas Chainsaw Massacre is an aroace, cannibalcoric, demiboy, fleshcoric, savagesica, fleshian, meatgender, and xenogender! Bubba is a medium-support needs autistic, bipolar, and is canonically mentally disabled! He is the adoptive son of Pamela Voorhees, along with being an adoptive brother of Jason Voorhees and step-uncle to Carrie!

Additionally, Carrie views her adoptive stepdad’s partner, Billy/Ghostface, to be her stepmom and Sam and Tara as her stepsisters/friends!

Billy’s other partner, Michael Myers from Halloween, is a halloweencoric, hallofrilled, candybowlic, alderhalloween, halloweenthing, jackolanterngender, hallopassic, cauldruttic, hallocandyic, trick'o'treatlexic, halloweenmovic, slasheric, maskgender, stabdarkica, queer, MLM man who is neurodivergent, a selective mute, and has ASPD, AvPD, and low empathy!

Ghostface’s third partner, Freddy Krueger from A Nightmare On Elm Street, is a bisexual, uranic, man-pref bi, masc-pref bi, bi gay man, faggot, bi fag, toro, genderfuckoff, genderbitch/bitchgender, lexeprofane, lexebitchic, bigaymanfuckoff, uranicfuckoff, bifuckoff, firegender, amenightmerica, nightmacoric, aldernic man with POCD, chronic pain, Tourette’s, bipolar, and ASPD with tics from his Tourette’s!

Freddy’s daughter, Kathryn Krueger, who also goes by her adopted name Maggie Burroughs, is a lesbian neptunic woman with insomnia and MaDD! She is an elder step-sister of Tara, Sam, and Carrie!

Ghostface’s fourth partner, Hannibal Lecter from Silence of The Lambs, is an autistic, low empathetic person with ASPD and BPD! He is cannibalcoric, meatgender, cannibagorix, fleshcoric, gurocoric, gorecoric, maskegnder, fleshian, cannibalcute, gendercannibal, cannilovic, toothygorecannic, invicorpse, cannijokic, autophagyn, knostkrev, canfinorric, cannibex, monopoly gay man with cannteros attraction! He uses he/they/gore pronouns!

Ghostface’s final partner, Pyramid Head from Silent Hill, is a neurodivergent. nonverbal, angedien, genderdeity, wargod, wardeity, wargoddex, aldersopordeus, deathgod, deathdeity, deathgoddex, deitrayal, deurseity, duopurdeic, godsmercyquoteic, liminialdeitic, duodeic, alderauradeus, pickagodquoteic, occudeic, rageundeadeitic, justicedeic, tobecomegodquoteic, deibrokefuric, kenochoric, slasheric, godgender, deitykin, alterhuman, nonhuman, menschaeus, lancian, jamian, reilian, and rivean! It goes by it/its and all masculine pronouns!

They are all a blended family!

For @dead-dog-dont-eat !

#blood #many flags #long post #mogai #mogai headcanon

[after-hours-fun]

This is an 18+ blog, minors dni. If I see you interacting, you will be blocked.

This is a queer NSFW blog that will have some BDSM themed posts. If that bothers you, this blog isn’t for you.

This is a safe space for anyone 💖

This is my side blog to be horny on so I can only follow and like from my main account so don't expect to see this one in your notifs, sorry.

About me:

-27 years old (Bday: April 17)

-Bisexual, with a preference for those that identify as women. But I definitely do still enjoy those that identify as men, enbys and anyone in between or outside of those identities

-Non-binary/Genderfluid(afab), I enjoy masculine pronouns the most, but I will respond to all pronouns as long as they're respectful 😊

-Polyam but currently single

-I’m 420 friendly and do smoke on occasion

-I'm a weirdo that likes knives and Ghostface, so I'm sure that kinda stuff will be here too

-I'm a dom like 95% of the time, but I do occasionally get into a subby headspace. Idk if any of that will be posted though.

-Honorifics I enjoy: Daddy & Sir

-DMs, asks and submissions are allowed and encouraged 😉

-pics of me/posts I make will be tagged with #mine and #my posts

Kinks & other things I’m into:

- praise, degradation, impact play, biting, scratching, cnc, somnophilia, choking, overstimulation, edging, knife play, slight blood play, bondage, breeding(��), shibari, cockwarming, thigh riding, anal/pegging, wax play, begging, lactation, double penetration, face fucking, gags, lingerie, slight sadism, orgasm control/denial, ice play, collaring, boot humping, slight primal/prey, pregnancy, nipple piercings, dick piercings, hands/rings, mask kink

Will partake in for subs pleasure:

- slight age play, piss, roleplay, slight pet play, age play, humiliation, voyeurism, spit

Hard limits:

- scat, vomit, medical play, needle play, extreme age play, diapers, feeders/feedes

Do NOT hop in my DMs expecting to be my dom or sub right off the bat. If that is a dynamic you think you'd like with me then you need to actually get to know me first. (this doesn't apply to flirty dom/sub related asks. Those are fine and I enjoy interacting with those as its well known those are just playful in nature)

Do NOT be racist, creepy, homophobic, transphobic, rude, hateful or disrespectful in any other way. You will be blocked for this behavior.

[dreamties]

Play Pretend - Polyam! Ghostface x Reader

A/n- CG! Billy / CG! Little! Stu / Little! Reader

Stu and his little one are sat on the floor of his living room, playing Chef, till Billy gets home.

This was brought on entirely by me wanting to buy fake foods to play with when small :((

Stu is referred to as papa as an alternative to the usual!

please do NOT interact if NSFW !!!

He takes the food and brings it up towards his face, hiding it behind his cheek as he pretends to take a bite from it. 

“Don’t put it in your mouth!” You giggle, making grabby motions towards Stu’s hand.

He laughs, “Why not?”

“Bubba says it’s make-believe food.” 

He shakes his head and laughs again. “He did, didn’t he?” He shows off the food, whole and unharmed, letting his baby know he was only messing around. “Very good listening skills.” 

You beam at him, “I know!” 

“You little rascal,” Stu matches your smile in return, ruffling the top of your head. “Here, we gonna finish our soup?”

Nodding enthusiastically, you hum in response. 

You lay out the felt vegetables, the carrots already cut up- each piece perfectly portioned, the fuzzy and scratchy side of velcro on each end of the carrot. There’s a whole potato, and some funny looking green onions. There’s a few containers out of faux spices. 

“Wish there was squash and tomato! S-s-s- would’a made the soup better,” you frown. 

“Here,” Stu grabs a scrap of paper, writing down the names of the veggies, along with a few other ingredients. He hands them to you, to place in the pot. 

“Not very creative, papa.” Stu sticks his tongue out and you mirror him in response. 

There’s a click from the front door that you can hear from the living room. A giddy feeling rolls into your body. You rock against your knees. “Finish the soup, please?” 

“You want it in time for Bubs?”

You hum and nod. A gentle and toothy smile splayed on your face. You hold up the cutting board of felt food, “You do the honors!”

He giggles, “Thanks.” 

With one swift motion of his arm, he swipes the food into the pot. His little one shakes the spices in, and takes a wooden spoon to stir everything together. Stu helps too, wrapping one of his hands carefully around yours, stirring in unison. Sort of. A chaotic unison, if there ever was one. 

Stu can feel himself slipping when Billy comes through, leaning against the entryway. He holds his uniform, folded and hanging down his arm. Stamped on his normally moody face, is the hint of a smile. 

Stu giggles, “Billy!” 

“Hey.” 

You grin at the interaction. Standing up, you rush over to him, embracing him in a big, big hug. You cuddle your head against his chest, so warm and soft. “Bubba, missed you.”  

“Missed you, too, baby,” he presses a gentle kiss to the top of your head. You pull away and he sets his stuff down on the couch as he follows you back to where you had been playing. “What’ve you been up to, loves?” 

He kisses Stu’s forehead, pulling him close to his body as he sits down on the floor with his littles. Stu rests his head in Billy’s lap. “Play pretend!” 

Billy coos, “You feeling small, too?” 

Stu just grins. 

“We made soup!” You supply, pushing the big pot towards Billy. “Stuey helps!” 

“Rather excited today aren’t we? It’s nearly your bedtime,” he teases. 

You shake your head. “Soup first.”

“Okay,” he runs his hand through Stu’s hair. He always gets sleepy when he first falls into his headspace. “You got a spoon?”

“Uhh, no?” You hold the big wooden spoon that had been used for stirring. 

He chuckles, “That’s alright, we just need to taste it, don’t we?”

You nod, eyes wide and sparkling, gazing at him. Your bubba was soooo smart!!

He tastes it, and his nose scrunches a bit. “Needs more flavor.”

“No,” you pout. “Stuey makes perfect soup.” 

Billy gives you the empty spoon to try as well.

“Stuey makes okay soup.” This earns a hearty laugh from Billy.

“Ya hear that, Stu?” Billy looks down to see Stu sleeping, drool hanging off the corner of his mouth. He smiles, speaking softly. “I think it’s time for bed.”

#polyam ghostface #poly ghostface #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #Billy Loomis x reader x stu macher #billy x reader x stu #Billy Loomis x Stu Macher x reader #billy x stu x reader #sfw agere #sfw interaction only #agere fanfic #oneshot

[l0verb0t]

REQUESTS

REQUESTS INFO.

I can write oneshots, drabbles, hcs, & fic series. You can be as thorough as you want when requesting something. Inserts are automatically given they/them or no pronouns if not specified. Requests will usually take a week or two to complete. If you have any questions, please ask & I'll try to reply as soon as I can.

(more conditions + character roster under the cut.)

OKAY WITH DOING: fluff, angst, romantic/queerplatonic & familial/platonic reqs, specific pronoun inserts (ex. xe/xem or neopros.), & polyam reqs.

DEPENDS: coming out reqs, song/lyric reqs, possessiveness/jealousy, && female insert reqs. (the last one heavily depends. if it's for a type of group that's rarely represented, ex. disabled, of color, trans, etc. i'll heavily consider it.)

UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES: sexual content (implied is a maybe, but that'll mostly be in a playful/joke form), heavy gore, age gaps, minor × adult reqs, incestous reqs (all forms - step, foster, & familial figure count), celebrity/actor reqs, &&& abuse/yandere.

CHARACTER ROSTER.

[ Mutuals and/or friends can request sources & characters outside this list. | More to be added. | These lists are for characters I know well enough. If there's a character from any of the following sources that you'd like for me to try, request & I'll consider it. ]

MARVEL.

Bucky Barnes. (won't do anything that has to do with "The Falcon and the Winter Soldier" series.)

Venom. (mostly based on movie vers.)

Eddie Brock. (mostly based on movie vers.)

Spider-Man/Peter Parker. (won't do mcu vers, uncertain about the other franchises.)

Deadpool/Wade Wilson.

Daredevil/Matt Murdock. (mostly based on tv vers.)

Foggy Nelson.

Wolverine/Logan Howlett.

Rogue/Anne Marie.

Gambit/Remy LeBeau.

Cyclops/Scott Summers.

Jean Grey.

DC COMICS.

Nightwing/Dick Grayson.

Red Hood/Jason Todd.

Starfire/Koriand'r.

Batman/Bruce Wayne. (Esp. Batman Unburied vers.)

The Riddler/Edward Nygma. (Only Unburied vers. atm.)

Poison Ivy/Pamela Isley. (Only Unburied vers. atm.)

Harley Quinn.

Killer Croc/Waylon Jones.

Gentlemen Ghost/James "Jim" Craddock.

[platonic/familial only.]

Robin/Damian Wayne.

DEAD BY DAYLIGHT.

Danny Johnson/"The Ghostface."

Susie, Frank, Joey, & Julie/"The Legion."

#love.file #navigation #reader insert #dc comcis #xmen #<- sorry to flood your guys tags But. keah

[thats-so-disgusting]

okay so....been listening to this song a lot and 👀 wanted to share some thoughts abt it. cause like idk thats fun and ii can now??

trigger warnings: idk sort of vaguely what's in the song? mostly some descriptions of knife play ii actually have a fair amount of Elita's songs in my billy/stu (selfship) playlist already, but hearing this song for the first time?? HOLY SHIT. it literally works so well with them <3 and no, not just because it's fucked up sex stuff.

the amount of trust you have to place in your partner(s) to do something like this ? and billy is notoriously known for having major trust issues. so like, him doing this to myself or stu? fine by him. either of us bringing him into danger? terrifying. no. (not that he isn't into the idea, but you'd have to be in a relationship for a LONG while before he lets you or Stu handle him like that).

but...just think of the closeness that the two of them would feel with this sorta thing like??? hnnng,,,, like putting your life in someone else's hands and still being treated with such love and gentleness despite the acts.

like god, having billy straddle you, running his hands against you, teasing your most sensitive spots- finding the perfect place. and taking his trusted buck 120 and dragging it along your skin. pressed so close he's drawing blood, marking you up with precision. running a tentative finger over it, smearing the blood as he looks at you with strange, adoring eyes. you're so pretty covered in your own blood, and you let him do that? he loves you so much <3

knowing at the end of it all, they'll kiss it to make it better, and wrap you up if they went a little too far. being held in the comfort of a killers embrace. (knowing Stu he'd probably lick ur wounds lmao)

okay ACTUALLY?? having them cut you deep enough to scar?? yes!! ii love that. just making sure you know who you belong to <3

of course, i'd be tempted to explore how this would go the other way around though... ;)

perhaps i'll try my hand at a little drabble or something in the near future !!

#akjsdhfjhgsdf ii had more thoughts on this but ii wasnt sure how to phrase it lmao #billy rambles #nsft text #polyam ghostface #poly ghostface #ghostface x reader #billy loomis x reader x stu macher #billy x reader x stu #nsft

[nastyatticman]

slashers supporting a trans/non binary S/O

kinda broad, not representative of ALL trans/enby experiences ofc.

I have headcanons written for 10+ characters at the moment, feel free to request any you like c:

here’s headcanons for Billy Lenz, Brahms Heelshire,Lester Sinclair (w/ help from @slasherfucker42069​ ), Billy Loomis & Stu Macher (Polyam!Ghostface), Angela Baker (SC2&3)

Billy Lenz

Might ask you a bunch of invasive questions when he finds out you’re trans / non binary. Probably related to sex because his mind is in the gutter. But he won’t be mad if you don’t answer all of them

“He a little confused but he got the spirit” - supports you 100% even if he’s definitely learning still

Like sometimes he’ll ask you about your opinion on a passage from Stone Butch Blues, sometimes he’ll sneak into your room from the attic to show you a niche trans meme and ask you to explain the joke to him because it looks hilarious, he just doesn’t know what it all means

Probably asks you in depth about what words you’re comfortable with him using for you, so he can update his dirty talk lmaooo. But also so that he can give you pet names you like <3

Brahms Heelshire

ALSO may ask you invasive or inappropriate questions. His knowledge about transgender / nonbinary things is very spotty since he’s coming from a very uptight Christian background. And porn. May get pouty if you don’t answer everything, but later he’d feel bad and apologize by making you tea

Ends up researching, sometimes with basic videos & sometimes reading academic essays about gender and trans history. The dude lives on TE/R/F island, sadly, so you may have to help steer him in the right direction. But he’s smart enough to find good sources once he finds a good writer or two.

He may end up taking things too seriously, and if you make jokes about gender it may confuse him at first lol. Like… What’s a malewife? Is that a specific non binary identity or…? 

After reading about all the shit that’s going on, especially in the UK, he just wants to spoil you with gender affirming gifts. May get stereotypical with it - all trans girls like knee socks / all trans guys like old spice / all non binary people wear circle lenses, right Y/N? But if you tell him what you want he’ll get it 100%. Prepare to get 10 of every kind of affirming undergarment (binders, gaffs, etc)  if you ask for one lol.

Lester Sinclair (with help from Athen!)

Doesn’t know much about trans stuff, and acknowledges that. He wants to hear what it means to you - whether you have a deep connection to your transness, or you don’t think much of it, he recognizes that every trans / non binary person is different. Lester just wants to know what works best for you so he can support you

His support mostly comes from him having a good ear for listening - and for doing everything in his power to make you happy. If you want to sit back and have some beers (or drinks of your choice) and vent about your experiences or even just telling your favorite trans jokes. And if you choose to make any big changes - hormones, surgery, getting a new wardrobe - he’s right there by your side.

It doesn’t change much about his relationship with you, unless you ask. Generally he would treat partners who are male or female or both or neither about the same. Like, his go to pet names are gender neutral - sunshine, sweetpea, lovebug, etc. 

 Similarly, he’s flexible and doesn’t really attach gender to things in your relationship, like who cooks or cleans. He’ll show off his taxidermy and dance to the radio late at night with any kind of partner. He just wants to show his love

Billy Loomis & Stu Macher / Polyam!Ghostface

Billy plays it cool like he knows everything (he doesn’t). Probably looks for pamphlets and stuff online like “what to do if my partner comes out as trans” even if he won’t admit it

Stu is like “yeah! trans rights!” the second you mention you’re trans. His knowledge around trans stuff is not the best since it’s probably informed by memes & in jokes he doesn’t fully get, but it’s good that he’s learning from other trans people

Either way they’re both supportive and learning in their own ways

Stu would also be the one to practice getting your pronouns right or to help you try out a new name. Like ordering you Starbucks / drinks / food with your new name. Also he and Billy would practice by coming up with some wild stories about you as the sole survivor of the dreaded Ghostface killer

Angela Baker

She’s also trans so she understands if you may want to keep things lowkey, but she’s also ready to help if you need support with coming out or correcting people who misgender you

(very much the “Do you want me to kill that guy for you?” friend/partner)

I can see her not necessarily hiding that she’s trans but not telling people very often, so she’s kind of stealth in some areas. Either way she respects how much information you want to disclose to people, and checks in with you to make sure she’s acting appropriately. Whether you’d rather keep childhood anecdotes about Girl/Boy Scouts to a minimum, or you want to go with her to Pride, she’ll support you either way! 

Since she’s transitioned (medically & legally) she will 100% help you if you choose to transition. Helps with any paperwork and to talk to doctors and insurance companies etc, because those can be tough

Overall doesn’t make it a big deal but she loves having a trans partner who understands her. Trans 4 Trans love is pure.

#billy lenz x reader #brahms heelshire x reader #lester sinclair x reader #poly!ghostface x reader #angela baker x reader #nasty attic originals #slashers x trans reader #seriously i have. so fuckin many of these written i can do so many characters #also i tagged it as poly! bc thats the more popular tag i think people would see #but poly is used to mean polynesian commonly so the abbreviation for polyamorous is polya or polyam

[bisexual-horror-fan]

Anyway this is a call out for @polyghostfacehours who is a fucking fantastic writer and friend. A true joy, someone really fucking special not just to me personally but I think to this whole fandom and community. Someone who is as bright a light as her namesake and deserves tons of praise and recognition, more than she gets. I mean it when I say that if you like my shit you will LOVE hers. The way she writes Ghostface stuff, Danny or Billy and Stu whether together or solo is just some of the best of the very best. I love you dude! We've been friends for almost a year now and I couldn't be happier or more blessed to know you!

#Getting soft today lads #Love ya Sunny! #BHF reccs #Too soft? Not soft enough? You decide! #My fellow bi polyam Ghostface fucker <3 #The boys love you #You are perfect for them #Also you are cute #YOUR OPINIONS TOO?!?! #Mad good #Everyone in the horror/slasher/scream fandom should be thankful everyday you are here for us all

[mogai-headcanons]

/nm Not to bother you, but just in case, is alright if you tell everyone what's currently in the inbox just in case (I'm aware the list would be long)? Thanks in advance, but you don't have to if you'd like.

i’ll put this under a cut because it is indeed Quite Long

a req with ~45 homestuck characters from homesus-fictives (since it was sent off anon, i won’t list the whole thing out)

biromantic blackberry cookie and bisexual onion cookie

demiromantic bill cipher

nonbinary starlight glimmer, trans trixie, and bigender sunburst

milkgender milkman (collegehumor)

transfem heike kagero

bi zoey, mspec gay man ben, caedromantic nate, futch rachel, femme brianna, and nonbinary theo (escape room 2)

lesbian amanda young, gay man mark hoffman, postbi lawrence gordon, and trans adam stanheight

transfem roxy lalonde, transmasc jane crocker, aroace jake english, transmasc dirk strider, agender calliope, transmasc john egbert, aroace jade harley, transfem rose lalonde, and aroace dave strider

gay fight club narrator and bisexual tyler durden

bi gay cass, gay man xander, polyam sebastian, panromantic elliot, homoflexible alex, bisexual sam, heteroflexible harvey, pansexual shane, quoiromantic emily, pansexual abigail, lesbian leah, pansexual penny, bisexual maru, and heteroflexible haley (stardew valley + farmer ocs)

gnc charley, aromantic kami, bi gay juwon, aroace ayako, polyam mai tai, polyam seyshelle, alloace aquarien, and trans cora (dollightful)

genderfluid laurice deauxnim, bi phoenix wright, queer kristoph gavin, demisexual miles edgeworth, wolfgender shi-long lang, biromantic franziska von karma, asexual maya fey, bi mia fey, demisexual diego armando, mlm simon blackquill, trans athena cykes, heteroflexible dick gumshoe, pan trucy wright, nebularomantic apollo justice, caligoromantic clay terran, nonbinary klavier gavin, amicuromantic sebastien debeste, trans nahyuta sahdmadhi, aroace ema skye, pansexual wocky kitaki, bellusromantic vera misham, gay jean armstrong, trans robin newman, aroace simon keyes, cassgender ryunosuke naruhodo, bi kazuma asogi, pansexual herlock sholmes, venufluid iris wilson, trans girl susato mikotoba, asexual satoru hosonaga, and catgender soseki natsume

trans billy loomis, nonbinary stu macher, bisexual randy meeks, femme tatum, and polysexual sydney

transhet dave suss moggus, asexual bambi “marcello” corn lover, questioning tristan, aroace expunged - it looks like this one is missing some parts. it cuts off part of the way through expunged’s identity, which is in an ask labeled ‘4′, then another ask requesting i use certain sprites was sent referring to the request as ‘6-part’. 

pangender plague, bisexual deathslinger, fluidflux trickster, bisexual quentin smith, biromantic ghostface, omnisexual david king, nonbinary michael myers, aroace bubba, pansexual freddy, pansexual dwight, and gay steve harrington

trans girl pawn white, agender pawn black, and aroace earl grey

gay count d

transfem darkrai and auroracoric cresselia

gay man butter pretzel, butch sour belt, and femme chocolate bonbon

bisexual walter beckett and pansexual lance sterling

demifem piglin

t4t johnny cage, t4t sonya blade, trendercoric cassie cage, bisexual jax, bisexual jacque, firegender takeda, gay kung jin, bisexual liu kang, catbungender kung lao, firegender scorpion, genderpsychic kenshi, cryogender subzero, umbragender noob saibot, demiaroace cyrax and sector

pansexual rose lavillant and nonbinary juleka

a req involving plummyplums’ troll ocs

transneutral political nihilist, bi moderate lee, and bi progressive

wizardic wizard cookie

transmasc eddie and transfem fukuro (walking on a star unknown)

lesboy cream unicorn and transmasc pitaya dragon

nonbinary plumstone

bisexual nakumo, trans woman merrow, and aroace seven

bisexual tom nook, gay man redd, trans isabelle, trans man digby, lesbian lottie, gay blathers, and stargender celeste

spacegender gobo fraggle

gay man aron, trans clay, asexual erica, lesbian quinn, trans hana, and nonbinary alex (encore!)

gay tinky winky

demoncoric devilisha and angelcoric angely

ace snowdrop and demiromantic ivypool

bisexual akira fudo and pan miki makimura

gay flametail

gay runningnose and demiromantic blackstar

demiboy shotaro kaneda and omnisexual kei

butch shougo yahagi and pansexual yui takanaka

demiromantic yu narukami, nebularomantic yosuke hanamura, transfeminine yukiko amagi, transfeminine chie satonaka, transmasculine kanji tatsumi, futch naoto shirogane, femme rise kujikawa, and bicurious teddy

genderqueer dash, genderfluid dot, electromantic dee, and nonbinary del (pbs kids)

gay dj yellow and bisexual student

genderfluid navyj

pangender berdly and nonbinary kris

vincian tagora gorjek, nonbinary cirava hermod, boyflux galekh xigisi, and bisexual mallek adalov

arospec puppet, nonbinary cami, queer mai, and questioning chica

panromantic razor, nonbinary albedo, and adhd klee

cassgender archons

lesbian toko fukawa, lesbian komaru naegi, bisexual genocider syo, and agatic sonia nevermind

nonbinary joel smallishbeans and bisexual lizzie ldshadowlady (empires smp)

transmasc hank j wimbleton, demigirl dr. ‘tricky’ hofnarr, nonbinary 2bdamned, gay sanford, gay deimos, intersex heather w wimbleton, bigender henryk p wimbleton, autigender harvey s wimbleton, rainbowgender skittles s wimbleton, and lesbian herbie d wimbleton

arospec pinkie pie and arospec rainbow dash

panlustic rumor (jschl-tt)

bisexual henry jekyll, gay man robert lanyon, polyam edward hyde, homoplatonic frankenstein’s creature, bisexual pidgely, and biromantic jasper kaylock (tgs)

trans eggnog cookie

trans sparkling cookie and trans vampire cookie

transmasc gingerbrave, transneumasc wizard, transfeminine strawberry, cookiegender custard, and transfeminine chili

cattix schnitzel (chowder)

butch swatch, femme tasque manager, and transfem queen

ghostgender hu tao, lesbian yanfei, and nonbinary xiao

#long post #homestuck ment

[losergendered]

Phew! Took me almost a week and a half to organize this request on my Google doc cuz it was so damn long and I had to pick out the numerous genders for these slashers. Was having a bit of a slasher autism moment (specifically for Ghostface ngl, he silly + is a huge hoe /silly). Also figured I share my ghostface solo polycule + slasher family au kinda thing (if anything, the dynamic would be like the YT channel "TheMerkins" cuz they infamous parodies of slashers and do song covers whilst being said slashers, lol)

*to the begendered-queer audience* also, yes, I am fully aware Tara ISN'T neither Billy nor Stu's ACTUAL bio child in the Scream franchise. But again, au's and other hc shit bc why the fuck not?? lmao. But I mostly decided to keep Sam as Bill and Christina's child cuz I thought "what if Stu and Billy were separated/broke-up for a bit, billy lived w/ Christina as platonic t4t fuckbuds for a bit during their break-up, bill winds up pregnant w/ christina's child (sam) that resulted into bill and stu getting back together again to raise Sam and stuart macher being a dad to the child that isn't biologically his but doesn't give a fuck since he still loves bill's daughter no matter what.(?)" Plus I'm planning to make one of those "family tree" things n whatnot that showcase how the slasher family works, but I figured you would get the jist of it thru this hc request of mine /silly

Also, yes, I am implying freak4loser married stuilly cuz yees. (Not) my bad for the rambles cuz my BPD ass just wants to hyperfixate dump on ya (joke)

Billy Loomis/Ghostface from Scream is a transsexual, trans/ftm, dbdghostfacecharic, Ghostfacelovesick, envighoface, deepriftghostfacic, bleedingghostfacic, rainingbloodghostfacic, prestighostfacic, monochroghostfacic, brushunterghostfacic, Forestghostfaceic, Ghostfacestalker, slasheric, horrorcoric, DDDEtagged, knifegender, yanderegender, yanderecoric, NPDtoxic, narclexic, LOViRiUM, Narcboy, Borderlineboy, FOUNDFOOTAGEHORRORIC, boyfreak, mascfreak, genderfreak, knifeinlyrica, numbersupica, bpdboyfreak, Vindium, vintaudio, Turigirlfuckoff, Genderwhore, genderslut, tranny, fag, polyam, eros veldifem/turifem, eros veldigirl/turigirl, turigirl, turifem, veldihet, genderfuck, queerfuck, nonbinary, genderfluid, and agender. He doesn’t care about pronouns. Billy is autistic, psychotic, borderline, narcissistic, and hypersexual. He is married to Stu Macher.

Stu Macher is an auDHD, bipolar, narcissist with HPD, psychosis and ASPD. He is also (yes, I am referencing his actor from the FNAF movie as a joke and also cuz I am finding it hilarious) FNAFgender, Fnafmovieic, FNAFhyperfixic, SPINGLOCKSUITGENDER, Burntrapcharic, WilliamAftoncharic, Fnafascic, Springlockedgender, slasheric, Aftaesic,purplegender, PANLosin, boyloser, mascloser, Losearchetropic, genderloser, a faggot, and a gay man. He mostly uses he/him and they/them pronouns. Stu is Billy’s husband.

Billy and Christina’s daughter, Samantha Carpenter, who Stu adopted as his own child, is a finalgirlic, Finalgirlloser, genderloser, aroace, demigirl, transmasc. She also goes by the name “Sam” and uses she/him and has CPTSD.

Stu and Billy’s biological daughter and Samantha’s young half-sister, Tara Carpenter, who also goes by the last name Loomis-Macher, is a masc, genderfreak, transmasc, trans girl, transsexual, dyke, tranny, transmasc girl, azurboy, azurgirl, finalboyic, finalgirlic, aromantic, lesboy who is autistic, bipolar, and borderline. They use they/it/zhe and is Christina’s adopted daughter.

Sidney Prescott, who is Christina’s wife and stepmom/adopted mom to Sam and Tara, is a finalgirlic lesbian. 

Billy, Stu, Christina and Sidney share joint custody of Sam and Tara.

Ghostface’s partner, Jason Voorhees from Friday The 13th, is a nonverbal, neurodivergent, antisocial, slasheric, forestcoric, cabincoric, Fri13ThCalendic, thankfridica, camprilvozmasc(uline), queer man with PTSD and DPD. He is Carrie White’s adopted dad/stepdad. 

Jason’s mom, Pamela Voorhees, is a straight, caedasexual woman with PTSD. She is the adopted grandmother/step-grandmother of Carrie White.

Carrie White from Carrie, who took the last name Voorhees after she was adopted by Jason and Pamela, is a thistle femme, bloodgender, bloodcoric, gendertraumatized, traumacoric, Traumavesi, Religiousrecovertraumatic, Recovertraumic, Sunrisetraumix, Teremuskin, caebagirl, traumagender, bastardcoric, rotcoric, transneutral, trans lesbian with PTSD, religious trauma, BPD, AvPD and is autistic. 

Carrie’s girlfriend, Sue Snell (prefer the 2002 “Carrie” version of her), is a femme lesbian with PTSD. Sue’s best friend/QPP is Tommy Ross (1976 version) is a transmasc, AFAB, nonbinary, arospec, ambiamorous, gay (blue/green). 

Leatherface/Bubba Sawyer from The Texas Chainsaw Massacre is an aroace, cannibalcoric, demiboy, fleshcoric, savagesica, fleshian, meatgender, and xenogender. Bubba is a medium-support needs autistic, bipolar, and is canonically mentally disabled. He is the adoptive son of Pamela Voorhees, along with being an adoptive brother of Jason Voorhees and step-uncle to Carrie. 

Additionally, Carrie views her adoptive stepdad’s partner, Billy/Ghostface, to be her stepmom and Sam and Tara as her stepsisters/friends.

Billy’s other partner, Michael Myers from Halloween, is a halloweencoric, Hallofrilled, Candybowlic, AlderHalloween, Halloweenthing, JACKOLANTERNGENDER, Hallopassic, Cauldruttic, Hallocandyic, TRICK'O'TREATLEXIC, Halloweenmovic, slasheric, maskgender, stabdarkica, queer, MLM man who is neurodivergent, a selective mute, has ASPD, AvPD, and low empathy.

Ghostface’s third partner, Freddy Krueger from A Nightmare On Elm Street, is a bisexual, uranic, man-pref bi, masc-pref bi, bi gay man (neopronouns flag), faggot, bi fag, toro, genderfuckoff, genderbitch/bitchgender, lexeprofane, lexebitchic, bi gay man fuckoff, uranicfuckoff, bifuckoff, firegender, amenightmerica, nightmacoric, aldernic man with POCD, chronic pain, Tourette’s, bipolar, and ASPD with tics from his Tourette’s. 

Freddy’s daughter, Kathryn Krueger, who also goes by her adopted name Maggie Burroughs, is a lesbian neptunic woman with insomnia and MDD (the maladaptive daydreaming acronym, not the major depressive one). She is an elder step-sister of Tara, Sam, and Carrie.

Ghostface’s fourth partner, Hannibal Lecter from Silence of The Lambs, is an autistic, low empathetic person with ASPD and BPD. He is cannibalcoric, meatgender, cannibagorix, fleshcoric, gurocoric, gorecoric, maskegnder, fleshian, cannibalcute, gendercannibal, cannilovic, ToothyGoreCannic, Invicorpse, cannijokic, autophagyn, Knostkrev, canfinorric, cannibex, monopoly gay man with cannteros attraction. He uses he/they/gore pronouns. 

Ghostface’s final partner, Pyramid Head from Silent Hill, is a neurodivergent. nonverbal, Angedien, Genderdeity, wargod, wardeity, wargoddex, Aldersopordeus, deathgod, deathdeity, deathgoddex, Deitrayal, Deurseity, Duopurdeic, Godsmercyquoteic, LiminialDeitic, Duodeic, Alderauradeus, Pickagodquoteic, Occudeic, RageUndeaDeitic, Justicedeic, Tobecomegodquoteic, DEIBROKEFURIC, kenochoric, slasheric, godgender, deitykin, alterhuman, nonhuman, menschaeus, lancian, jamian, Reilian, and rivean. It goes by it/its and all masculine pronouns.

They are all a blended family.

posted! this was so much fun btw

#asks #long ask

[dead-of-delight]

Blog Info/Requests

REQUEST STATUS: HEADCANONS OPEN (ANY) / DRABBLES OPEN (CHARACTER X CHARACTER ONLY)

Hi, welcome to my blog! You can call me C, as I’m not currently comfy sharing my name. I use he/him pronouns and I am, for some reason, a slasher fucker. This blog is currently for headcanons/little drabbles and chatter about slashers/DBD/my fics, etc. I’m very new to this so please be patient with me. 

IMPORTANT NOTE: I default to gender neutral reader but will do masc reader on request. I only do fem reader when the requested character is also fem. (I can do f/m with character x character though).

I write for the typical canon verses OR non-killer AUs. I have an established non-killer verse that I default to, but if you have any special requests feel free to let me know. I have the right to refuse any request for any reason. The time I take to answer can vary wildly so please bear with me.

CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR:

Michael Myers (OG or RZ)

Jason Voorhees

Bubba Sawyer

Thomas Hewitt

Billy Lenz

Brahms Heelshire

Bo Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Angela Baker (adult; first movie personality only)

Ash Williams

Laurie Strode 

Quentin Smith

Nancy Thompson

Anna / The Huntress

Amanda Young / The Pig

Frank, Julie, Susie, Joey / The Legion

Danny Johnson (”Jed Olsen”) / The Ghostface

WHAT I WILL WRITE:

- Character x reader

- Character x character

- Romantic relationships + platonic or familial

- Polyam

- Most things, really

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE:

- NSFW

- Angst with no happy ending/hurt no comfort

- Incest ships

- Yandere

- More to be determined

If you have any questions, drop em in my inbox!

#god i am so nervous about posting this #i am looking away now #slasher community #slasher imagines #slashers imagine #slashers x reader #dbd x reader #gods light cannot touch me anymore