#tatum x sydney

[q0717]

yaoi couple yuri couple i see no difference love is love

every sun needs their moon

#scream #scream 1996 #scream franchise #scream movie #billy loomis #stu macher #ghostface #husbands of horror #billy x stu #stuilly #sydney prescott #tatum riley #tatum x sydney #question mark #my art #artists on tumblr

[wasawattpadkid]

Idk if you’d want to write this or not, but can you write a fic of Tatum x Sidney? I think they’d be lowkey so fucking cute and I would love to see them together in your writing. I think the plot could be like a heated makeout at a sleepover? They’re playing a game or something and then start kissing and it’s heated..

Here it is! I wasn't sure if you wanted full on smut and if you did I wasn't sure what all you wanted to read so I kept it short. Hope you like it!💕

The Sleepover

Pairing: Tatum Riley x Sydney Prescott

Warnings: ⚠️smut 18+⚠️ girlxgirl, slight fingering, biting, worship kink (?), This is probably the fluffiest smut I've written

It was just like any sleepover they had before. The same pillows and pajamas but things were different. The haze in Tatum's eyes was one Sydney had never seen before. Something stirred within them, something without a name. The world outside that small bedroom didn't exist as the two girls stared at each other. No one knew who made the first move. Tatum turned her head as Sydney gently caressed the base of her neck. The kiss felt like heaven and hell all wrapped in one little press of the lips.

It was addicting. Sydney was sure to crash the moment they parted. Tatum pulled on her friends bottom lip with her teeth. The little growl that left the blondes lips made Sydney's breath catch in her throat. Tatum pulled away leaving her friend breathless. It was shameful some would say. Sydney certainly thought so but that didn't change the lustful want that plagued her brain. Tatum was sure of herself. Her whole life she knew what and who she wanted. Wrong or right she did what she pleased.

That's where the girls differed. Sydney didn't act on her emotions. For years she thought even entertaining the idea that her and her friend could be more than that was ridiculous. Her eyes never left Sydney as Tatum slowly unbuttoned the top to her pajamas. The brunette wanted to scream for her to stop terrified of what this could mean for the long term. All she could do was stare in awe of the friend that so easily seduced her.

With a gentle hand Tatum pulled Sydney in for another kiss. This one was dangerous. It wasn't at all like the one before. Both the girls knew this was it. There was no going back now. Friendship be damned they needed each other. Carefully Sydney placed her hands on Tatum's breasts testing how far she was allowed to go. An eager moan escaped the blonde's lips as verbal encouragement. "Kiss my neck." Tatum whispered against Sydney's lips. Willing and able the brunette moved her lips down to the sensitive skin under her friends jaw.

Tatum giggled holding Sydney's hair back. She was gentle and precise with her movements. It was as if she was mapping out every little piece of Tatum's skin just so she wouldn't forget it in the morning. Sydney had never done anything like this with anyone and Tatum was well aware of that fact. Tatum thought her careful nature was adorable. She unlike her friend was no stranger to sex. Most of the time it was with men who simply saw her as a means to get off. It was over as soon as it started. She didn't feel loved with them like she did right now.

"You can go lower." Tatum directed the girl whose lips were a swollen shade of pink. The bed springs cried as Sydney slowly pushed her friend back. Her lips never left Tatum's pale skin. It was erotic how intimate sex was with someone she considered her best friend. It wasn't the same raunchy lesbian bullshit they played on TV. As Sydney's hands roamed Tatum's naked torso she felt worshipped. Loved and adored by millions just by feeling the touch of one person. The only person that mattered in that moment. Sydney pressed a soft kiss against her nipple making Tatum's back rise ever so slightly off the bed.

With a smile Sydney wrapped her lips around the bud slowly drawing circles with her tongue. Just watching Tatum's reaction was enough. Sydney always admired how attractive her best friend was. She could easily get any guy she wanted and for good reason. It wasn't until now that she was truly struck with how beautiful Tatum was. Her skin seemed to glow as Sydney gave the same treatment to the other nipple. Tatum's harsh breathing was loud in Sydney's ears. She couldn't begin to imagine the backlash of being caught.

As much as she enjoyed the attention, the fact that Sydney seemed to lack some bothered her. Tatum sat up making Sydney stop what she was doing. "What's wrong?" The fear that this might actually be a dream was heavy on Sydney's heart. "Nothing but you know you can take your clothes off too?" Tatum wasn't a modest person. It was hard for her to understand why Sydney wasn't the same way. Being topless didn't bother Tatum especially around her best friend. Sydney had undressed around Tatum many times before but this was different. Tatum would be looking at her in a way she wasn't sure she could handle.

Tatum picked up on her reluctant behavior. "You don't have to do this. We can put on a movie and forget this happened." The simple word "forget" upset Sydney. She couldn't throw away the memory of this happening. "No." She shook her head. "No, I want this." Tatum was relieved. This meant more to her than some teenage experiment. Tatum grabbed the hem of Sydney shirt looking up at her before taking it off. With a silent nod Tatum pulled the shirt off tossing it to the ground.

Sydney didn't look down feeling more self conscious than she ever had. Tatum grabbed her friends chin with two fingers forcing the girl look at her. "You make me so happy." Tatum smiled making Sydney laugh shaking her head. "I'm being serious." She smiled as she spoke before she pressed a kiss on Sydney's lips. At this point Sydney had gotten used to the feeling. Tatum's hand found it's way between her friends thighs softly rubbing her clothed core. A moan escaped Sydney a little too loudly. Tatum pulled her lips away replacing them with her free hand. "Shh we can't do this if you can't be quiet."

It was humorous. There was no pressure, no fear between the girls. Tatum's hand slid down into the waistband of Sydney's underwear. A small gasp left the girls mouth as she got used to the feeling. "This okay?" Tatum asked slicking up her fingers before dragging them gently over her clit. "Yeah." Sydney mumbled now aware of her volume. Tatum licked a stripe up her friends neck biting the flesh at the end of her trail. Her fingers continued their motion earning a few low moans from the girl.

The night was long, both Sydney and Tatum taking turns trying new things. They laughed and joked in-between kisses not wanting the sun to continue to rise. "It's literally 5 in the morning." Tatum said checking the light up clock on her nightstand. Sydney covered her mouth with a laugh as the two girls lay naked underneath a blanket. "I could make breakfast?" Sydney whispered rolling over to face Tatum. "Ooh breakfast. You mean you're not going to throw on your pants and jump out my bedroom window?" Sydney smiled knowing exactly who she was referring to. "I can but I'm going to need a little more than my pants though." Anyone could tell the girls were delirious by their constant giggles. "I think we should just go to sleep and we'll have breakfast for dinner." Tatum curled up next to Sydney as the brunette played with her hair. "Sounds like a plan."

#scream #tatum riley #tatum scream #rose mcgowan #scream 1996 #tatum x sydney #Sydney scream #sydney prescott #neve campbell #sydney x tatum #scream fanfiction

[sharpth1ng]

Lmao why did he go all the way across the room after they had sex tho?

I can’t stop thinking about this why are you on the floor? I think he’s putting his shoes on but he couldn’t be farther away from her while still being in the same room.

Edit: I can’t stop, like her hair isn’t even messed up at all it’s like she just brushed it. This was the most unpassionate sex in the world.

Edit 2: ok she did brush it but it still didn’t look even a little messed up before that

#Billy: wow this is so awkward I can’t wait for my boyfriend to show up and stab me #don’t waste your time with this homosexual #Sid you should be banging tatum #billy loomis #scream 1996 #stuilly #billy x stu #stu macher x billy loomis #billy loomis x stu matcher #sydney prescott

[roadkillremi]

Gothic/Punk/Grunge Reader Dating Scream Headcannons

Warnings : language, mentions Ghostface, mentions of bullying, underaged drinking mentioned

MasterList

Billy Loomis

He likes your sense of music and how you like the weird and darkness. Music in the car with him is super fun to listen to. He's more of a rock guy but would listen to goth/metal/grunge. Punk is iffy with him.

You two always watch scary movies together. You remind him of the girls from The Craft (👀 if you know you know).

He doesn't like that it may take you longer to get ready. He huffs and watches you do your hair/makeup. "Do you need that much hairspray?-" he'd ask, cringing at the smell of it. You'd give him a look before using more.

He enjoys that people see you as a threat. He finds it amusing and likes watching others react to you. Especially freshmen in high school, they seem terrified. Sometimes when Billy's behind you as you walk by them he goes "Boo." In a stern voice.

Your fashion. He adores it in an odd way. He watches you layer on a million accessories, sleeves, fishnets, etc. And goes, "you're gonna melt out there-". When he's right he helps de-layer you if you want. He likes dresses and skirts, he's a typical guy and likes it more if it's shorter. If he finds any weird jewelry he might get for you. Or he'll pull you over if you're with him. "look. It has bats." He acts like he doesn't care but he does.

When you first met Billy you thought he was some normal guy. He was popular and slept with a lot of girls. You ignored him a lot which made him more determined. Once you got to talk to him you realized he was cool. He said you reminded him of Elvira and that got your attention. You both ran into each other at Bradley's video. You also both fought over movies ; "It's cheesy-", "No. It's not. It's romantic!", "he's a vampire-".

Hair dying/stick and poke tattoos. He'll help you with the hair dye. But puts towels down everywhere and wears gloves. He doesn't want it in his hair or on him. He makes psycho movie jokes as he watches the hair dye go down the drain. Stick and poke tattoos at first he'd watch you. He'd stare so intensely. Then he'd offer to do it, he'd watch your face react to the needle.

Billy's the kind of guy that remembers small details. He knows your favorite movie, snack, album, outfit, blanket. He doesn't open up like ever. Once you do he may drop little snippets of his life.

Him being Ghostface. You were surprised, he seemed like a nice guy that liked weird things. Before you knew he was Ghostface, Ghostface would call you... A lot. "So what's your favorite scary movie?", "I'm not telling you that. You're a stranger.", "Come on.", "The Craft.", "That's not a scary movie.", "I know.". He knew you were intelligent but didn't know how you'd handle Ghostface. "Why? Wanna ask me out on a date?", "Maybe," "Well too bad I have a boyfriend and he's kinda scary so back off , bitch.". Billy smiled to himself when you said that, he was proud and felt loved. During Act 3 when he unmasked himself you simply stared. Billy just smiled, "You find this attractive don't you?"

Stu Macher

Stu is very supportive of your weirdness. He buys you clothes and jewelry and weird trinkets.

He himself isn't a very alt person. Your music tastes clash and it's kinda funny. One second it's Beasty Boys the next it's The Cure. He may like some rock and some punk.

You in fishnets are his weakness. Big thighs, small thighs, thighs with scars, thighs with hair, he doesn't care. Fishnets are sexy to him. He sees them, he goes feral. Especially if you're wearing shorts or a skirt with them. Even tights and thigh high stockings get him excited.

Dying hair is too much fun with him. You two get it everywhere and Stu ends up having some in his hair. You'd bleach it for him if he wants. He'd also pick out wacky hair colors for you. If you want he'd gel your hair into weird shapes. He laughs and giggles telling you not to look. Let's just say his dad runs out of hair gel.

He jokingly paints his nails black with you. If Billy makes a remark he'd go, "It's the new style. Get with it man!". He's also the man that'd blow on your nails to dry them.

He'd watch scary movies with you. But he talks a lot. He makes remarks during the whole thing. Sometimes you have to shut him up by handing him a beer.

He lets you decorate his house for Halloween. He's definitely more of a Christmas person but he makes a big deal out of Halloween for you. When he throws his Halloween party he gives you all the credit.

If people at school or wherever make remarks he laughs. Not because he agrees but because it's funny they'd think that. If someone calls you a devil worshiper he'd stick his tongue out and say, "Yeah and I'm the devil.". When he's drunk he asks you if you're a Satanist.

He has a morbid and dark humor. Some of you may enjoy that about him.

When Stu started liking you, you were a bit taken back. Like Billy, Stu is a popular guy. But he finds you attractive and genuine unlike Casey, his ex. He'd ask you stupid questions at first ; "Who's funeral?", "Are you depressed or something?". When he realized that only pushed you away he stopped.

If your parents don't like the fact you're goth/alt. Stu would quite literally tell them to shut up. He kinda hates it when other people tell you how to dress. It reminds him of his stuck up family telling him how to dress.

He thinks it's fun to see you do your makeup. He makes shape-shifting jokes, "Oh here they go. Turning into their true form.". Sometimes he'd make jokes about you doing his makeup. Then one day you do, he just mumbles "Please don't tell Billy.". He then poses in the mirror going "I'm so sexy.".

Stu is a Saturday morning cartoon kinda guy. But when you two are together Saturday mornings it's different stuff. The Munsters, Addams Family (Series), Beetlejuice (Series). Beetlejuice is his favorite though.

Him as Ghostface. He'd prank call you. Unlike Billy above who tested you. He'd go, "Nice PJs." While watching you in your house. He'd see it more as a game of hide and seek. He wouldn't actually hurt you, just scare you. During Act 3 when he unmasks himself, it's a bit shocking. I mean Stu is a caring goofy guy. He smiles widely at you and looks a bit crazed.

Tatum Riley

Her music genre is totally different. She won't bash your music taste but she doesn't like it. You two are total opposites and everyone thinks it's adorable.

She's definitely the person to go, "I dress you up and you dress me up!". You both have fun styling each other.

Movie nights would be difficult to agree on. You both like different types of movies but Tatum would definitely love Elvira. She'd be down for a drama thriller. She makes popcorn and gets blankets and is all cozy.

She's the type of girl to give you a bracelet of hers to wear. It's the only pop of bright color. It's her way of claiming you.

She'd definitely paint your nails black for you. Dying hair, totally! She wouldn't be as messy as Stu though. You both do your makeup at the exact same time. Sometimes the mirror gets crowded, but she claims she enjoys doing it with you.

She'd get you weird yet cute gifts. Like those stuffed animals but is a skeleton.

She loves to show off your sense of style. She isn't embarrassed by you at all. If anything she's your guard dog. If anyone made a remark ; "What'd you say? That's what I thought keep it to yourself. Maybe it'll make your dick grow bigger.".

Mall trips are a must with her, she even goes into a hot topic for you. And you go into stores she wants to. She tries to help find your style of clothes. You two also style each other's jewelry.

It wasn't exactly obvious she liked you but there were hints. She used Stu as her man on the inside. She makes him ask you about your crush and stuff like that. He soon gets fed up and reveals her secret. She yells that she was gonna tell you but wasn't sure. (Especially if you're a Fem reader. She doesn't want to make you uncomfortable if you don't date girls.).

You go costume shopping for Halloween together. She's more in the sexy side of the spectrum of costumes.

Sydney Prescott

Sydney found you interesting. You expressed yourself and she enjoyed that. Like Tatum, both of your styles clash. Her room is pink, white, and soft, while yours isn't.

She doesn't really care what people say about you. she rolls her eyes at people and sends Tatum after them She wants to know you for herself. When Sydney's mom died you stood up for her. When all those girls or whatever thought it was her. You two bonded over feeling like a misfit.

Sydney's not a scary movie girl. She would watch the Addams family, Munsters, Elvira, Vampira, stuff like that.

After Ghostface, assuming you'd survive. You two stuck together. She was more protective and aware.

Scream 2 - (If Fem) You two would dorm together. Not for naughty reasons. For safety. She's also the type of girl to get you pepper spray. (If Masc) she'd check on you and call you. She wants to make sure you got back safe.

Scream 3 - she knew you were into scary and weird movies. So it was a bit exciting to be in Hollywood for you. But not under the circumstances.

Randy Meeks

You definitely were on his suspect list. He couldn't explain why you just were.

He was a bit scared of you at first. You never did anything to frighten him. But Randy looks like he's scared of anyone he's attracted to.

You weren't very surprised when he told you he liked you. It was obvious.

He definitely took note of your video rentals at work. Then he'd ask for your opinion, it was the only reason why he had the courage to talk to you.

He likes your sense of style. I mean he's a fashionista himself with his matching green shirt and shoes. He finds it cool and reminds him of his horror movies. Like Stu, he would go feral for any skin showing. Fishnets too. I feel like leather and chains also. It may or may not be kinky but he likes them on you.

When you ask him for help to dye your hair. He asks Tatum for help. She tells him to read the instructions ; "I did. They're stupid. So I just soak their hair with it and wait. Okay got it." Then a couple minutes later ; "Will it stain my skin..? I may have got some on my face.".

Randy doesn't mind being with you in public. If anyone said anything to you he'd mock them. Or do a stupid voice or impression of a character. There's no telling with him.

He watches you do your makeup sometimes. When he does he seems impressed. Like Stu, he thinks you're a shape shifter.

You two love your weird scary movies. You watch them all the time. Randy is just happy to be with someone who enjoys it. He's a cuddler too! He'd cuddle you while you watch your movies.

At Halloween you two thrive. It's you guy's favorite time of the year. Couple costumes are a must. He also still goes trick or treating.

When Ghostface starts killing you two stick together. While he's at work you're chilling with him. If anything strange happens he tells you to call him. At Stus party he warns you ahead of time.

Scream 2 : (if Masc) oh you two definitely formed together. And he took advantage of it. Though your room decor doesn't match his. It was perfect. (If Fem)he practically lived in your dorm. Sydney would have to tell him to leave sometimes.

He's the boyfriend to give you a taser. Not a small one. A police grade taser.

He still shows you off. Now that he's more confident hes more of a guard dog like. He also says he wants to make a movie with a main character like you.

#scream franchise #horror #scream #ghostface #billy loomis #randy meeks #billy loomis x y/n #billy loomis x stu macher x reader #billy loomis x you #randy meeks x reader #sydney prescott #tatum riley #randy meeks x you #randy meeks smut #randy meeks scream #randy scream #billy loomis x stu matcher #stu macher x reader #stu macher smut #billy loomis x stu macher #billy loomis x oc #billy loomis x reader #billy loomis smut #scream movies #scream 2 #scary movies #scream 1996 #scream x reader #scream x you #scream x oc

[kakashiislut]

Who is it?~ GhostFace

Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 3, Pt 4, Pt 5, Pt 6, Pt 7

@simp4myself

Warnings: kissing, cheating, mentions of hands on body.

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You find yourself just staring. Staring in shock. It was….it was them. You knew it, you fucking knew it! Those looks they always share, the way they always have a sadistic look in their eyes, the way Stu was always making up for silence by being loud, the way Billy stared.

Stu…Stu was that ghost. Ghost Face? The one that killed Casey and Steven, the one who called syd, the one who attacked syd? But Billy seemed guilty too.

But how did Billy get in trouble for something Stu did?…wait. WAIT.

You placed your hands on top of your head, shutting your eyes and trying to stop the wave of emotions flowing. Stu and Billy?…sharing a costume…killing people?

That itchy feeling bloomed in your stomach again.

Hearing a bang you slammed your head towards the door.

“Alcohol…ya alcohol…” you mumbled, shutting the closet where Stu…no ghost face stored all his stuff. You ran to lay on the floor and shove your arm under stus bed.

“HEY! What’s taking you so long?” Stu busted open the door quickly. 

“Oh- I’m sorry…I guess my arm isn’t long enough to reach and I didn’t wanna move your bed- and I also didn’t wanna bother you or anyone else, so I thought if I just-“

“Relax!!! I got it!” His face seemed so joyful, was it all true?…

You moved a bit and watched as he laid his slender body on the floor and reached his hand under his fairly clean bed.

His hand brushed yours just a bit, yet it didn’t stop him from making a snarky comment.

“Oo you must like me…” he giggled.

“I do…” you teased, biting your lip hilariously.

“…well I mean…Tate and everyone are downstairs…”

He retracted his arm from under the bed, holding a slightly dusty bottle of wine. Apparently he’s had it since he was 12.

“What do you mean” you both sat on your knees staring at eachother.

“I mean…we can like…” Stu suddenly leaned in.

When his lips touched yours, you just let him. You let him softly kiss you, almost like he wasn’t sure if you’d flip out.

“Hey..wait…” you pulled away a bit and his lips hovered yours.

“Y-ya?..”

“Can I put my hand up your shirt?..”

“HO HO HO! Hell ya!” You were quick to put your hand over his mouth.

“Okay…”

“Okay..”

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[shipperoftheyear]

Billy: I prevented a murder today!

Stu: Really? How'd you do that?

Billy: Self control

#scream 1996 #billy loomis #stu marcher #billy x stu #stu x billy #sydney prescott #tatum riley

[slasshrr]

everyone in scream is trans and/or queer by the way

#scream #scream 1996 #scream fandom #scream films #scream franchise #stu macher #billy loomis #sydney prescott #tatum riley #gale weathers #dewey riley #randy meeks #stuilly #billy x stu #stu x billy

[reginageorgesgirlfriend3020]

You're my baby, my lady

"You have a crush on Sydney??!" Randy said.

"Tatum has a crush on who?" Stu asked.

Tatum sighed. "I'll just rip the bandaid off". She said. "I have a crush on Sydney Prescott. My best friend".

Stu nodded. "That's cool Tatum. Sydney is pretty awesome. My cousin Nina is gay. And she got me these headphones too. See?"

Tatum looked at the headphones. "These are nice headphones. Do you think she could get me those exact same headphones?" Tatum asked Stu.

"Yeah I'll ask her". Said

"Thanks Stu". Said Tatum.

"How long have you been in love with Sydney?" Randy asks.

"Since we were freshman in high school". Tatum said. "I hate that she's with Billy. He lacks so much emotional maturity and hes a asshole to her and he sucks as a boyfriend".

Randy smiled. "You should tell her what you feel". He said.

"I should?" Tatum asked.

"Yeah", said Randy. "I always say put yourself out their you never know".

Tatum smiled.

Tatum, Stu, and Randy saw Billy and Sydney arguing.

"You're such a whore!" Says Billy. "Do you think I dont see the way you look at Tatum? What does she have that I dont?!" He yelled.

Sydney slapped Billy. "You're such an asshole! You've been that way. I dont know what I saw in you! Just because I dont wanna lose my virginity to all of a sudden I'm this...this...this evil person. Tatum was right. You're only after one thing. Goodbye Billy. You're not the person I wanna spend my life with. Tatum is!" Sydney slapped him again and everyone smiled.

Tatum heard everything and Tatum and Sydney ran to each other.

"Tatum!" Said Sydney.

"Sydney!" Said Tatum.

"Tatum I'm so sorry for what I said to you, you were right about Billy. I was wrong totally wrong". Said Sydney.

"Sydney it's okay. Sydney I love you I loved you since you and I first started talking I fucking love you Sydney". Said Tatum.

Sydney smiled. "I love you too Tatum! I love sleeping over at your place and when we kissed for for the first time I felt something so electric so magical so special". She said to Tatum.

"Oh Sydney. You're my baby. My lady. Please Sydney please be my girlfriend". Said Tatum.

Sydney smiled. "Yes! Yes I'll be your girlfriend!!"

Tatum and Sydney kissed and everyone clapped and cheered for them. Even the high school principal smiled.

#sydney prescott #tatum riley #tatum x sidney #scream fanfic #scream 1996 #Scream

[house-of-slayterr]

Sadistic Siblings:

Tag: @the-slasher-madame

Tw: typical slasher gore

It was a typical day in Woodsboro, mundane, boring, and any other synonym you could think of. The weather was perfect, the school maintained its perfect rating and your brother, your dear twin brother was fucking perfect! You sighed heavily as you got dressed in the morning. You slid on a pretty dress and a cardigan.

As you ran down stairs you greeted your father first, as was tradition in you’re average household.

“Morning papa.” You kissed his cheek.

Then you moved over to the stove to greet your mother.

“Morning mama.” Another kiss on the cheek.

And lastly you greeted your brother, who was annoyingly always on time.

“Billy.” You nodded your head towards him.

“Y/N” he nodded back.

“You look lovely today dear, is that the new dress I got you?”

You gave he another nod, not feeling very talkative this morning. But your father frowned.

“I believe your mother asked you a question.”

“Sorry papa, yes mama. Thank you.”

She smiled brightly at you.

“We’ve gotta get going, I’m picking up Sydney before school.”

“Still with the Prescott girl?”

“Yes father.” Billy glared at the back of your old man’s head.

You waved goodbye to your parents as you took your toast to go. You knew you father would complain when you got home but you didn’t much care. You let out a sigh of relief as your brother pulled out of the driveway.

“You aren’t wearing that hideous thing all day are you? Stu will never let you hear the end of it.”

“Of course not.” You scoffed.

You always carried a spare outfit in your backpack. You parents were so traditional they believed women should only wear skirts and dresses not pants. You hopped into the back of the truck and began to change on the floor.

“Really? Do you have to change right there Merc? Gross!” Billy chastised.

“Calm your panties bro, I have my binder on. Besides you act like you’ve never seen tits before.” You joked.

“Yeah, I don’t want to think about my siblings tits fuck you very much.”

You flipped him off from your spot on the floor. You managed to slip into some black ripped skinny jeans, and an old band T-shirt with a flannel you stole from Stu around your waist. You brother had gotten you some boxers he hid in his room when you came out to him as nonbinary.

Of course he always suspected you weren’t a girl. Call it twinitiation. And he had no qualms with it. He didn’t like viewing you as a girl anyways. But of course your parents would throw a fit. You threw of your wig and stuffed everything back into your backpack, before climbing up onto the back seat. Sydney always sat up front but you didn’t mind. There were worse people your brother could be dating.

Billy looked back at you through the rear view mirror and chuckled under his breath.

“How mom and dad haven’t found you out yet with that’s stupid wig, is a miracle.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault they’re stupid, besides, I’m a good liar. We all have a secrets.”

His eyes narrowed dangerously at the road before him at your last sentence. Billy knew all too well about secrets, and he was keeping a big one. Yet somehow he knew your father would be more excepting of his secret than yours. You treated Syd as she hopped into the truck. You didn’t hate her, but you didn’t really like her either. There weren’t many people you liked at the school besides Stu and your brother. And of course, your best friend!

As you walked to your usual spot you got a wolf whistle from Stu.

“Damn Merc, looking good! Is that my shirt?”

You were about to answer, but rolled your eyes when Tatum smacked him. They hadn’t been going out long, but she was oddly possessive of him and you hated it. You hardly got time to spend with him anymore.

“Yeah, and you’re not getting it back. Have to pry it from my cold… dead… body!” You joked.

“That could be arranged.” He said darkly.

This time Billy smacked him in the back of the head. Randy was the next to speak.

“Did you hair get even shorter?”

“Yeah, my father called me his ‘pretty girl’ last night when we presented report cards. Almost threw up in my mouth. Had to fix that.”

You spun to show off you work. It was haphazard and choppy but it fit you grunge “I don’t give a fuck aesthetic.”

“Looks nice.” Tate said, pretending to be nice.

She assumed you were trying to steal her boyfriend, but you knew she should be looking at your brother for that. They weren’t as desecrate as they thought they were when your father and step mother were out of town. Stu didn’t know the definition of being quiet. The hair on the back of your neck stood up when somebody ruffled your hair. You reached out to catch their hand in your grip.

“Jesus Merc, it’s just me.” I exclaimed.

Your tight grip hurting the delicate skin of my wrist.

“What the fuck Fang, what have I told you about sneaking up on people?”

I bowed my head. “That’s it’s not polite… which is precisely why I do it. Wanna go scare Misses Wexler in math?”

You rolled your eyes at me.

“What did you fucking feed them Stu?” Randy asked.

I was practically bouncing of the walls. It wasn’t unusual but today in particular I couldn’t sit still. And I wanted to get away from the group and hang, just the two of us.

“Randy, I’m their brother, not their keeper.” He turned his attention to me. “Did you steal my energy drink from the fridge?”

I bounced on my tippy toes nodding frantically.

“And I got into your old Halloween Candy stash.”

Both Syd and Tate made a noise of disgust.

“Forgot about that shit, why the fuck did you eat it? You’re gonna get a all sick and shit.”

“Gotta live life on the edge Broski! I live for danger! ONWARDS TO MATH!” I screamed, dragging you down the hall with me.

“You’re sibling is on crack.” I heard Billy mutter to Stu.

As I pulled you down the hall, I abruptly pulled us into the boys bathroom. One of the boys turned to look at us with his dick still in his hand. I slowly looked down at it, then back up at him. You covered your eyes at least trying to give him privacy and hissed at me under your breath.

“We’ll at least you’ve got a pretty face, cause your LITTLE buddy ain’t doing nothing for y’a.” I joked.

I was know not to have much of a filter. It wasn’t that I couldn’t be nice, I just told things how they were. And I swore this boy was about to cry. He quickly zipped up his pants and left without washing his hands.

“Gross.” You muttered. “So what’s with the bathroom emergency?”

I stared looking around the room mindlessly.

“Fang!”

You grabbed my attention.

“Right sorry. I’m got another one of those vibes.” I started to explain.

“Like when my mom left?”

I nodded my head.

“But not as sad. More of a scary vibe. Like when something really bad happens to a lot of people.”

“Jesus.” You sighed, raking a hand through your hair.

“Haircut?” I asked.

“Haircut.” You deadpanned. “Anything more specific?”

“Not how it works I’m afraid. If my dreams were more specific don’t you think I would have found a way to make money of this freaky shit by now?”

You sighed heavily.

“All I can tell you is it’s gonna happen to someone we know. And it’s gonna hurt, I felt it. Woke up with blood on my shirt and shit. When Stu asked I just told him I got a bloody nose from looking at-“

“Ok I get it. You know for someone who’s asexual you sure like to make people think you’re getting some all the time.”

“Gotta be in demand. Have that just put off reach vibe”. I winked.

You rolled your eyes.

“Thanks for letting me know.”

I saw the furrow in your brow and frowned. “Don’t worry, it’s not you.”

“But you said-“

“I know I said they aren’t specific, but trust me, if I thought my bestie was in trouble, I’d figure out a way to make it specific. I would have felt more of it was more personal. Must be a friend of a friend or some shit.”

“Come on let’s get to class so we can put thumbtacks on Wexler’s seat!”

I gave you a high-five. School went by quickly that day. You didn’t feel like changing back into your parent proof attire. So we lied to your parents, saying we had a school project and you’d just spend the night. Told them it would take all weekend Stu would drive us to school on Monday. He always played nice in front of the parents so they trusted him.

You were on the floor, playing with one of my many switchblades and listening to the music we had playing. I was hanging off the bed upside down, playing with my curls. Then I suddenly had an idea.

“We should dye my hair!”

“Ok, no more exprired Halloween candy for you buddy. Gonna have to cut you off.”

“Ugh you’re not fun, live a little my non gendered amigo! I think Tate left her bleach in the bathroom.”

“Wait, that’s not her natural colour?”

“No, have you seen her roots? She wants to give off that dumb blood vibe so my brother thinks she’s hot. I think she’s trying to hard. Now come on, please?”

“Fine, we’ll head to the store get some snacks and pick up a new horror movie from Randy, then we’ll dye your hair.”

“Yay! You’re the best!”

Oddly enough, we ran into our siblings at the video store that day.

"Billy, what are you doing here?" You asked.

Billy turned to look at you but stopped when his eyes landed on me.

"Why the fuck does Stu Jr. look like a fucking tomato?" He questioned back.

"Well hello to you Mr I have zero sense of fashion. Explain to me again why every girl in school seems to want to hop on your dick?"

My brother broke out into a full-on cackle. He reached out to ruffle my fresh, red hair and leaned his elbow on top of my head. I was not gifted with his height, nor his charm.

"You know mom's totally gonna kill you right?" He asked.

"I'd like to see her try. Her mistake for pushing me out of her vagina, I didn't ask for this shit."

Billy rolled his eyes at my vulgarity. My brother was capable of having a filter at home, but we all grew used to him spewing his every thought around us. But I had given up on seeming "presentable" ages ago. Life was too short to give a fuck about what other people thought.

"Yout think it looks good, right Merc?" I asked.

You nodded your head. "Well I spent two hours son that shit, so I better like it as much as you do."

"That would explain the stains on your hands then." Billy chimed in.

You looked down at your hands, seeing the faint sheen of red around your nail beds. You fidgeted with your hands a little, suddenly uncomfortable under your brother's scrutinising gaze. It always seemed like you were never good enough for him. Despite how much he obviously loved you, sometimes he had a hard time showing it.

"You know you never answered their question Billy boy!" I cut in.

His gaze was back on me now, full annoyance in his eyes. I smirked up at him, shrugging Stu's elbow off my head finally.

"Obviously we're getting a movie."

"No shit, what movie dipfuck?"

"That's not even a word."

"And you're not even remotely convincing me that you actually came here to get a movie. You hate hanging out around Randy when it's not necessary. What's your angle here?"

"Your brother wants to watch some dumb horror movie. Considering he's my best friend I'm trying to be nice."

"Have you checked out Urban Legend yet? It's a little cringe but the twist and fun and the kills are decent." You chimed in.

"I knew there was a reason we kept you around Merc. Thanks for the suggestion. Come on Billy, we have a horror movie to watch."

I raised a brow at my brother's suspicious tone. I wasn't great at reading most people, but my brother wasn't like most people. We watched as they walked off into the horror section of the video store. I turned my attention back to you and pointed over to where Randy was failing to flirt with some poor girl checking out a RomCom.

"Wanna scare her away?" I prompted.

"Naw, I think he's doing a pretty good job of that on his own. Let's just grab The Elephant Man and get out of here. I wanna relax in the comfort of my home away from home."

I smiled up at you. It made me happy you liked hanging out at my place so much. You followed after the boys to the horror sections dn I waited over by Randy.

"You know he has headlice right?" I mentioned to the girl at the counter. I heard her two friends giggle behind her, and she suddenly shied away from Randy. He sent me a not-so-subtle glare.

"They're lying... They're lying you know!" He yelled after her as she exited the store. "Why?" He asked, sounding sad and pathetic.

"Because I enjoy your pain, Randy. It makes my face do that happy thing."

"Your family is insufferable."

"Tell me about it." I jumped up on the counter and sat down, dangling my legs.

"What are those idiots up to?" He questioned, looking over your way.

He caught your eye and you gave him an enthusiastic wave. It always amazed me how much energy you could have after school.

"Idiot One and Two, I have no idea. They say they're gonna watch some shit, but I've never seen my brother that excited about a movie. And Billy seems extra irritated today, I swear he synced periods with Syd."

Randy laughed at my joke.

"But Merc and I are gonna watch an old classic. Decompress after that stupid quiz today."

"Sounds fun, I'm stuck here until close and you just scared off my only entertainment."

"Please she was just gonna swoon you so you'd take her out and buy her dinner, then she'd run back to her little lackies and spend the whole night talking about how you tried too hard. Stick to girls in your range Romeo, the right one will like you for all of your... Randy-ness."

"Thanks? I'm not sure if that was a compliment or not."

I pat him on the back, offering no condolence. You handed the movie off to him and gave me a weird look. As we parted ways with Randy, we sent one last look over to our brothers who were spending a suspicious amount of time just standing there pretending to look for the movie you recommend.

"Something is definitely up with them right?" You asked a thin layer of worry in your voice.

"Yeah, the two of them totally need to get laid." I joked.

You hit me on the shoulder.

"Right sorry, I don't know what's up. Your brother is just PMSing. He gets like that sometimes. Syd probably ghosted him again and he's just being a little baby. A little bro time will do them some good. Keeps them out of our hair doesn't it?"

You gave an unsatisfied nod.

"Fine, we'll follow them, but we are still watching this movie, I didn't hold an entire conversation with Randy all by myself for you to not watch this shit."

You pulled me into a hug.

"Thank you, you're the best."

"Yeah, yeah. And when we find out Thing One and Thing Two are just sucking each other's dicks behind the bleachers, not only will we both need therapy, but you're gonna owe me."

"What is wrong with you?" You rolled your eyes in disgust at the thought.

"Everything... every fucking thing," I smirked.

I had to admit, my interest was piqued when we followed them to Casey Becker's house.

"Maybe they're all gonna get freaky?" I joked.

"Do you ever think of anything other than sex?" You chastised.

I thought for a moment, and I couldn't really come up with a retort. You pulled me forward, into a bush. We crouched down and watched as our brothers took out a black duffle bag.

"Now you remember what we discussed?" Billy's voice came through the air in a whispered hush tone.

"Yes, Billy. I'm not stupid. This was my idea remember. She's perfect for this."

We remained quiet, not wanting to risk giving away our position. This suddenly seemed way more serious than just spying on our siblings. Something about the way your brother spoke sent shivers down my spine. My own brother seemed way too giddy about whatever they were about to do. They pulled on these costumes, and I thought for a moment they were just pulling some weird prank. It wasn't that out of the ordinary for Stu. But Billy didn't seem the type for high school screamfests.

"Those costumes are kidna sick." You whispered.

I gave you a nod but shushed you as they began talking again. But their voices came out distorted. They pulled out a telephone and seemingly dialled Casey's number.

"We should go, I feel like my brother will tell us about it later. Besides, I really want to watch that movie." I sighed.

I knew Billy would be pissed if he ever discovered we were spying on him. So the less we knew about this silly teenage prank, the better. You rolled your eyes yet agreed that we should leave, the brush was beginning to be a little itchy. Casey's parents must have just sprayed the garden with pesticides.

"What's your favourite scary movie?" we heard as we snuck our way around the back of the house.

I quickly pulled you behind a tree as I heard footsteps approach. One of them was clearly still staking out the front for this prank, but I figured my brother must have gotten bored and wandered off. But the next sound we heard wasn't nearly comical. Everything happened so fast, but it was clear as day that Casey's scream rang through the air.

The faint sound of squelching flesh could be heard from our hiding spot, and I held my hand over your mouth. I could tell you wanted to leave, but I didn't dare let you move. It was different witnessing this stuff first-hand, versus in our scary movies. I slowly dropped my hand and put a finger up to my mouth, but we both knew you wouldn't speak. I pointed toward the back of the house. The clearing was wide open, there was no way we could make a run for it without being seen.

But these were the siblings we were talking about. A little deranged and standoffish. But Everybody loved your brother. And everybody loved to hate mine. You shook your head, begging me not to do what you knew I would. My decisions were never very thought out, but my mind was set on my plan. I would distract them so you could escape.

"Go home, I'll meet you there." I mouthed.

You tried to grab for my hand but I pulled away.

"Go!" I whisper and yelled.

I calmly walked out from behind the tree, pretending like I'd just stumbled upon the scene. Billy wouldn't be stupid enough I believe that, but I was hoping to run into Stu first. My stomach twisted as I saw Casey's boyfriend, gutted on full display on her back porch. I'd give them this, they didn't half-ass this shit. I saw from my spot as you made a break for the road. Whatever happened, at least you'd be safe.

I pushed forward, crouching down beside the body as I watched the lights turn on inside. Poor Casey looked terrified from what I could see. Her body was rigid and from her silhouetted form, I could see how hard she was breathing. I silently prayed she'd make it out of this, but it didn't seem likely.

She didn't know who they were, and I'm sure Billy was banking on this fact. But he was far too paranoid to leave it to chance. Upon further inspection, I could tell this was my brother's work. Dumbass left the knife sticking out of this Jock's forehead. Of course, he'd find some way to make a joke out of this, I don't even know why I was surprised. I pulled the knife from his body and cringed when the blood sprayed on my face. Whether I liked it or not, I was in this now. My fingerprints were on the weapon and I had literal blood on my hands.

I turned in time to see Casey make a run for it out the back door. I could have spoken, grabbed her attention, done literally anything. But I just stood there. I watched as one of them descended upon her in their Ghostface costume and plunged the hunting blade into her sternum. Her scream came out gurgled and I closed my eyes for a second.

When both of them were in sight, I knew it would be safe to try and sneak around through the house. I slipped through the door and made my way to the front. I didn't dare look back. I ran all the way back to the house where I was certain you would be waiting. The knife tucked into the tail of my pants. I didn't want to be unearned if they had spotted me, but boy was I glad they handed. We chose my place because my parents were gone for the week. I'm sure that is why Billy and Stu chose tonight to be their magnum opus.

I hadn't meant to sneak up behind you, but I'd just forgotten to make any sound. I flinched when you squealed, clutching the kitchen knife close to your chest as you turned to me. Your face paled when you saw the blood.

"It's not mine." I quickly clarified. Though of course, that didn't make this situation any better.

"I don't think they saw me. But they aren't going to get away with this."

"If we go to the cops..." Yous started.

"Oh no, we're not gonna do that. How stupid do you think we'll sound if we say our siblings just killed two innocent high school kids. They'll just think it's some dumb prank, or brush it off as a sibling feud. Nobody in their right mind would believe Billy Loomis, town heartthrob and Stu Macher the class clown could be killers. Besides, they'll use the adapter as an alibi. Plus, you, Randy and I saw them pick out tonight's movie. Randy will back them up unintentionally."

"So what do you suggest we do?" You asked.

"We play this to our advantage. They owe us, big time." I smirked.

You raised a bro, questioning my motives.

"My dumbass brother almost got caught leaving this knife behind. So, why don't we use it to send our own message?"

I grabbed some paper from my father's desk and began to write my note. You read it from over my shoulder.

"Remember The Titans, yet one has fallen. A ghost from the past, and one who's calling. A high school romance, that's cutting edge. Tell me, what's blonde, then red and now suddenly dead?"

"I don't understand."

"My brother knows I'll have his back as long as he has my front. This means we will have them wrapped around our fingers until they inevitably get caught on their own. We can get them to do whatever we want."

"You're devious, and disturb, you know that right?"

"And your brother jsut convinced my brother to kill two people, we can't all be perfect now can we?"

I folded up my note and headed up to my brother's room. We went inside and I pinned the note to the inside of his closet door with the knife.

"They'll have to change and clean themselves up when they get here. And we will be watching our movie when they do."

"I hate the way you think sometimes."

"But you love me." I teased.

You rolled your eyes as we made our way back to my room. Despite the trauma of witnessing a real-life murder, we were going to let that ruin our weekend. We sat and watched The Elephant Man until our siblings returned home. Billy and Stu were way over their heads, and if they wanted to avoid getting caught they would need our help. Who better than the self-proclaimed horror experts to help stage the perfect crime? An alibi for an alibi makes the whole town blind.

An: yes I know Billy’s mom left in the original, we’re just gonna say he has a stepmom. Deal with it 😂

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Should I make a Tatney and Stuilly story for funsies?

!! Yes you really should! I’ll try to be one of the first to read it!!!

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Dark Habits | Billy and Stu x Reader

Warnings: petnames, (babe by stu, and baby by billy) Smut, consensual but not very safe, cheating, knife play, consensual cutting of the reader by the boys, fear play, oral (fem receiving), oral (m receiving). P in V, pussy slapping

anonymous asked:

I really liked your POV from the last ask, and I got inspired with a smut request from it if you're interested

Reader is Billy and Stu's childhood friend. She was there when they started having this sick fascination with gore and death and even "hardcore" interest when puberty hit them, making her end up being their "friends with benefits ", she isn't aware of their plan so when  they got Tatum and Sydney as girlfriends she expected them to stop thier secret relationship but they still came back to her even though she knows it's bad to cheat, but they come back to her not only because they are obsessed with her and love her but also because she is the only woman who can handle thier Dark sexual habits, the fear with billy  and the inflicting pain with stu.

a/n: im still struggling to figure out whats wrong with me but i felt bad for not posting, so i found this is my drafts and rushed to finish it up so im sorry if the end sucks its also not edited to again im sorry.

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You’ve been their friend since before you can remember. You were there for everything. When their obsession with horror movies grew stronger. When your play fights got a little too rough, and they seemed to enjoy your fighting a little too much. 

The first instance you could remember was when you were eleven years old. Billy and Stu were twelve. You had found a movie in your older siblings room.  You can’t remember the title now but what you do remember was when it started, and got right off into the murder. It was intense, it looked a little too real but stu still complained about how blood wasn’t really that color. He’d been hunting plenty of times with his dad, when he was home, and knew what blood and insides looked like. 

Billy though, was a different story. He seemed entranced, and even licked his lips at a close up of the victims face as she was being murdered. 

Stu was ecstatic that he found a good movie that he hadn’t seen. They both loved it, maybe a little too much and that’s probably why the memory stuck with you. 

The memories only got more and more intense from that one. The next instance was when you were fourteen. You were in the living room of Stu’s house, Billy sitting on the couch, and you and Stu were wrestling on the floor. He eventually got you down, your hands pinned above your head. He was squeezing your wrists a little too tight, and you winced. He grinned at this, and squeezed tighter.

“Ow Stu that hurts,” You whined, attempting to kick him off you. Billy’s attention was now on you and Stu, and Stu’s grin only widened. When he squeezed even tighter, fear flashed across your face. Billy had a frown on his face, but his eyes shone with something you’d never seen before. 

“Stu, seriously that hurts.” You were serious now, and he quickly snapped out of it, letting you go and helping you up off the ground. 

That moment you knew something was off about your best friends. It freaked you out a bit, the way Stu smiled at your pained sounds and Billy’s eyes when he realized you were afraid. 

That wasn’t the last incident. But as you grew older, and learned more about your sexual desires, you realized you weren’t like other people. When watching movies with Stu and Billy, you often found yourself watching intently as the killer would tease their victim with the knife, dragging it across their chest or arm just to see them squirm. You wondered what it would feel like, what it would be like to be so afraid and at someone's mercy. 

You let it slip before you could even think. 

“I wonder what that would be like.” You immediately grew red. Both Stu and Billy looked at you, staring intently.

“Wanna try it?” Stu asked all of the sudden. Billy smacked him on the shoulder.

“You can’t just ask that, fuckrag.” Billy seemed a bit angry at Stu for suggesting it. 

“I mean..” You trailed off, eyes pointing towards the screen in front of you. 

“Wait, you’d actually want to?” Billy was shocked. And you tried to subtly rub your thighs together. Stu’s hand suddenly met your thigh, and you jumped, not expecting him to notice your minuscule movements. 

“I think she wants it, Billy.” Stu’s cheshire grin was wider than you’d ever seen it before, and his eyes met Billy’s. They exchanged looks and it was all history. 

That night changed your life. You’d laid down in Stu’s bed, and he brandished a pocket knife from his pocket. He trailed it from your collarbone and down to your thigh. You tried to hide how hot the cold metal against your skin made you feel.  When he cut your shirt off, you’d gasped. Billy stared at your face, watching your eyes change from fear, to excitement to fear again. God did he enjoy it. 

That started something between the three of you. You were in a sort of “friends with benefits” situation, though you never really clarified anything. It was heaven while it lasted, but soon Billy got with Sidney, and Stu started dating Tatum. You assumed the situationship was over, but how wrong you were. 

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You're sitting on your bed, it must be around midnight. There’s a tapping against your window. You don’t normally lock it, because before Sidney and Tatum, they liked to sneak in through your window. It added a certain fear into the situation, you never knew when they planned to bust into your room and take you as they pleased.

 When they started dating the girls, you started locking it, worried that anyone could take advantage of your unlocked window. You assume the tapping sound was just the wind, but it got quicker in succession. So you stand, and walk to the window, looking out. You’re met with a disheveled looking Stu, and a frustrated looking Billy. You unlock and slide open the window. 

“What are you guys doing here!” You whisper-yell at them, your arm resting against the healing marks underneath your clothes. Stu shoves you aside and makes his way into your room, Billy follows. 

“We wanted to see you, duh.” Stu grins at you and Billy smirks with a look you know all too well.

“No, no,” You pause, watching them. “You’re with Sidney and Tatum. We can’t.” You insist. 

Billy puts a frustrated hand through his hair, and you look at him, realizing that he’s hard in his jeans. 

“There’s this whole thing…” Stu trails off.

“What, Stu?”

“Well- I was with Tatum. And we were gettin- y’know.” He makes a gesture that tells you that they were fucking. 

You raise an eyebrow, your chest tightening at the thought of him and Tatum together. “When- uh. We were doing it, all I could think about was you, and how you look underneath me with my knife to your chest.” Stu’s hands make contact with your throat, his thumb resting right on your pulse point. Your heart beats faster at his confession, and you're sure he can feel it. 

“Oh,” Your eyes flutter closed, and you take a sharp inhale of breath. 

“We want you, Baby,” Billy’s voice is pleading. “Just forget about the girls, just for tonight.”

“You’re the only one who understands us, who will take everything we give you and thank us for it.” Stu stops to take a deep breath. “We love you, more than anything..or anyone”

You give in allowing Stu’s lips to connect with your own. Billy moves, removing his shirt as Stu backs you up towards the bed. The back of your knees connect with it, and Stu pushes you to fall onto the softness. He gets out of the way, allowing Billy to crawl in between your legs. 

HIs lips meet yours and his tongue swipes across your bottom lip. You don’t open, you know how much he likes it when you resist. His hand comes to your jaw, pressing his fingers in between the joints and your mouth opens. He slips his tongue inside, wrestling yours. 

You don’t even notice as Stu pulls off his shirt, and pulls out the pocket knife he knows to keep in his pocket when he’s coming to see you.

Billy’s lips leave yours to grip the hem of your shirt and pull it up and over your head.The bandages across your hip come off next. Billy moves to pull off your pants and Stu straddles your thighs, pressing the knife against the skin of your other non-marked hip. 

You hiss when he presses down, the knife cutting the skin of your hip. He groans when blood bubbles up to the surface, and he uses his thumb to smear it across the skin. He makes another one, quick but thin and leans down to lick it softly. Billy’s lips meet your neck, sucking harshly against the soft, supple skin.

Billy moves away from your neck and switches places with Stu. He quickly makes work of pulling down your underwear. Billy throws your legs over his shoulders and dives in, eating you out like it’s his last meal. He laps at your clit, his pointer finger going to your hole, and pushing inside you. 

Suddenly, Stu is pressing the knife against your neck, and you quake in fear. Your thighs shake with stimulation as Billy looks at you through his lashes from between your thighs. 

Stu shushes you when you open your mouth to speak, and trails the knife from your throat down between your breasts. He continues moving the knife down, and then he makes a particularly deep cut across your stomach. 

It shocks you, he’s never done that before. Always in one spot so it’s easier to hide, and never that deep so it doesn’t scar as badly. This time, he’s trying to mark you, claim you as his. Because even if he has Tatum, he still wants you.

Billy stops completely, making you whine at the loss. He shimmies out of his pants and boxers, leaving him completely bare in front of you. He crawls between your legs, sitting back on his heels and pulling you against him. Your legs go over his hips, your cunt pressing against his hard cock. 

Stu pulls off his pants and boxers as well, grabbing his cock and pressing it to your lips. You open up, allowing him to slip it in your mouth.

“Good girl..” he groans as his dick is wrapped in the warmth of your mouth. Billy gets jealous, as you’re staring into Stu’s eyes, seemingly forgetting about him. So he slams into you, making you moan around Stu’s cock. 

“F-fuck,” Stu stutters, moaning as you work your tongue around him. 

Billy pushes into you with quick, hard thrusts. You whine in pain as Stu’s fingers wrap in your hair, and he pulls on it, hard. Billy’s fingers slip down to play with your clit, before he pulls out completely, laying a quick smack against your cunt and then slipping back inside you. You moan in pain and pleasure, the sound vibrating against Stu’s cock.

 He groans softly, shallowly thrusting into your mouth. He pulls out, with a pop sound. He strokes himself in front of your face for a moment, and then pushes back into your mouth. 

Billy twitches inside you, rubbing your clit with his thumb. He thrust into you even harder, while you hollow your cheeks around Stu’s cock. Stu quickly falls apart, twitching inside your mouth and then releasing his spend. He grips your jaw, pulling out while Billy continues. 

Stu pries open your jaw, and looks at the white substance as it trickles down your chin. He pushes your jaw shut. 

“Swallow.” You obey, and then open your mouth to show him. 

Billy falls apart quickly after, pulling out and cumming on your pussy. 

They both fall on seperate sides of you, laying there. They pull you into their arms, and Stu closes his eyes. 

Billy laughs, watching how quickly Stu falls back into the same old routine. 

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OMG YOU’RE WRITING IS SO EFFING GOOD I can’t stop coming back to your page. Can you possibly do a poly ghost face x fem reader⚠️ prompt being something like “do you think they can hear us through the tent?” Friend group going camping. I think it would be a dangerous situation but exciting.

Thank you so much you're too sweet! I hope I did your request justice! 💕 Thanks for the ask!

Voices Carry

Summary: A camping trip can be stressful and painful. With Billy being the mule of the group his back ached. You and Stu were just the ones to help with that.

Pairing: Poly!ghostface x fem!reader

Warnings: ⚠️smut 18+⚠️ explicit boyxboy, unsafe sex, slight degrading, slight praise, rough sex, tears, cum, p in v, oral (male receiving), after care, vulgar language, threesome, power dynamics

"I hate fucking bugs." Billy said as he swatted the gnats away from his face. "How do you get their little legs apart?" Stu laughed at his own joke earning silence from the kids around him. "Lighten up guys. This'll be fun, we're going to have s'mores tonight!" It seemed you and Sydney were the only ones happy about the camping trip. "Yeah, we'll sit around the campfire and tell scary stories. You're good at that, aren't you babe?" You looked at Billy and Stu letting them know you were talking about both of them. "Damn right I am." Stu threw his arm over your shoulder. You hadn't told your friends about dating the two boys, it was only official with Stu. However they all knew about your sleeping habits.

"This is exactly how Friday the 13th started. If this were a movie we'd be doomed." Randy exclaimed as he held Sydney's hand. "I'm the only single one here I'm already doomed." Tatum took a swig of her almost empty soda bottle. "James Dean back there is single. Ask him out." Randy pointed towards Billy who wore a plain t-shirt paired with distressed blue jeans. Tatum looked at the boy with something close to disbelief. Billy shot her a tight lipped smile with raised eyebrows as he shrugged his shoulders. "He's not exactly my type." Stu laughed pointing at your shared boyfriend. "Ooh burn!"

"Since when did you get picky about boys?" Randy asked earning a slap to the back of the head. "Ow you know that actually really hurt." Billy smiled looking at his boots as they crunched the greenery beneath them. "You deserved that one bud." Tatum nodded agreeing with you. Sydney checked her map making sure you were walking in the right direction. "Can we keep moving my back is killing me?" Billy complained looking at the lousy tour guide. "I'll take it from you buddy." Stu reached out touching his partner's shoulder. You and the group were walking ahead when you heard Stu yelp behind you. Everyone turned seeing Stu hold his hand in pain as Billy chuckled to himself. "He bit me!"

Eventually you and the gang found a decent place to set up camp. "Does anyone here know how to set up a tent?" Randy asked having no clue where to start. "Does anyone know how to set up a tent?" Stu mocked the boy earning a laugh from the girls. "No dipshit, we all just walked miles with tents on our back to use as fire wood. Of course we know how to set up a tent, we're actually men." Stu flexed his arm showing off the muscle. "Does your masculine overcompensation ever get embarrassing?" Tatum quipped making Stu's face drop. "Jokes on you I don't know what that means." He stuck out his tounge making her scoff.

"Think fast Stu." Billy called pitching his bag to Stu. "Who's sleeping where?" Tatum asked noticing the two unmade tents. "Y/n's crashing with us. So I guess that leaves you, Sydney, and twiddle dumb." Randy nodded used to Stu's obnoxious jokes. "Real cute Macher." Stu framed his face with his hands showing off his teeth. "I try!" You rolled your eyes heading over to Billy helping him with the tent. "Awful big hammer you've got there." You bumped his shoulder as your friends continued their bickering. Billy shook his head with a laugh. "You and him are just alike." He said referring to Stu.

"I'd like to think I'm a little hotter." You said sitting down on the ground. Billy raised up stretching his back. He used the back of his forearm to swipe the sweat from his forehead. You were caught up in watching him when a loud crash grabbed your attention. "Are you okay Randy?" His girlfriend asked as he lay beneath the crumpled tent. "I'm fine!" He called out as Stu hit the ground laughing. After about 30 minutes or so both tents were set up. You and Tatum could've helped but watching the boys argue over who could do what was better.

Sydney started on the fire as it began to get dark. "I'll get sticks for s'mores!" You jumped up going on a hunt for skewers. "Ew I'm not putting that in or around my food." Tatum said thinking her friends were crazy. "If you're worried about germs the fire kills almost any bacteria on your food." Billy pinched the bridge of his nose. "How do you think they did it back in the old days Tate?" Stu asked sitting next to the girl. "I don't know doofus I wasn't around back then." You came back handing each person their own stick. The night continued with everyone having a drink or two and eating s'mores. Billy chased Randy around with a stick on fire as Stu cheered him on and Sydney told him to stop.

"Is this thing safe to sleep in?" Tatum asked as she looked inside of the tent Randy put up. "Yes it's safe to sleep in." Randy said aggravated that his work was thought so little of. "It looks great." Sydney kissed his cheek making his sour mood fade. "Alright well we're going to get some sleep." Billy smacked the tops of his thighs as he stood up. "If the tent starts a-rockin don't come a-knockin." Stu stuck his tongue out at the teenagers causing everyone including you make a face. "Get your ass in the tent." You smacked his arm making him laugh. You and Billy laid down pillows and blankets trying to figure out how to make the sleeping arrangement comfortable.

"I call dibs on the middle." Stu threw himself down wincing once he realized you could still very much feel the earth underneath the tent. "In your fucking dreams, she always gets middle." Billy kicked his partner trying to get him to move. "It's not that big of a deal I can sleep anywhere." You shrugged making both boys huff out a laugh. "Yeah we know. You slept the whole way up here." That was true. Traveling long distances always made you drowsy. "That just means I'm not tired now." Billy immediately looked at Stu who was grinning up at you. You turned around grabbing your backpack off the ground. The bright red pack of cards revealed itself as you pulled them from the bag. "I brought uno!" You said happily as Stu groaned and Billy couldn't help but laugh.

"I win again. Are you colorblind or something?" Billy shuffled the cards like a dealer in Vegas. You carefully watched his hands as they played with the cards. "Take a picture it'll last longer." Billy smirked seeing you staring out of the corner of his eye. "Oh sorry." You fixed your posture out of embarrassment. "It's all good." Billy's voice was low trying to stay quiet but it made you want to scream. "Are we playing another round or what?" Billy's question made Stu throw his head back with a whine. "I rather cover myself in peanut butter and go running out there than play another game of this shit." Normally you'd snap at him for complaining but all you could do was look at him. His head was tilted back showing off his neck while his tank top let your eyes run down the obvious veins on his arms. "Is anybody else hot in here?" You pinched your shirt shaking the fabric hoping to cool yourself off.

Stu perked up as Billy put away the cards. "You could take of your clothes off." Billy looked at Stu letting him know not to be pushy. "What! I'm just trying to help my girlfriend." Stu put his hand over his heart trying to seem genuine. While the boys bickered you pulled your top off showing off your black sports bra. "I didn't think you'd actually do it." Stu bit his lip as he scanned the new skin on display. "Relax I'm just getting ready for bed." The way your head was running with wild thoughts you needed the sleep. You stripped off down to your underwear knowing how hot it gets sleeping in between Billy and Stu. "It's supposed to get down in the 40s tonight." Billy warned taking off his jeans and switching them to sweatpants.

"We'll keep you warm babe." Stu kissed your neck looking at Billy as if to say "shut the fuck up." Billy shook his head peeling the white shirt from his torso. The muscles in his back contracted as he rolled his shoulders. All day he had been tense. He wasn't sure if it was the constant social interaction or the 50 pound backpack he had to hike with. Stu left you sitting on the sleeping mat as he switched out of his clothes. "Billy come here." You waved him over seeing he was uncomfortable. He walked over to you not knowing what you wanted. "Sit down I'm going to see if I can help you." Stu scoffed as Billy sat with his back towards you. "He needs more help than you can give him."

Billy flipped off his friend as Stu continued to change. "Is it your shoulders or what?" Billy leaned his head over trying to stretch out his neck. "It's mostly my neck and my shoulders. They've been bothering me all damn day." You placed your hands on his shoulders slowly rubbing out the tension with your thumbs. Billy's eyes closed in hopes the dark would make the pain a little more bearable. Stu was left in nothing but his boxers as he watched his partners. "Is that helping at all?" You wanted to make sure you weren't hurting him. "Yeah." He moaned in pain. Both you and Stu immediately looked at each other knowing how that sounded. With a nod Stu asked you to do it again.

You repeated the pattern on his shoulder pressing down on a certain spot. Another groan left Billy's lips. Billy wasn't aware of the effect he was having on you and Stu. The short haired boy walked over sitting in front of his boyfriend. Billy opened one eye looking at Stu with suspicion. "What are you doing?" He didn't trust Stu when he had that sort of hellish gleam in his eyes. "Me? Oh nothing." Stu responded as you continued to massage Billy's shoulders. "I doubt that- ah!" He exclaimed his head lulling back in pain. You didn't know if it was wrong that his pain turned you on but you were glad you weren't the only one. You pressed a kiss to Billy's neck which brought a smile to his face.

Stu's movement however wasn't as innocent. His hand rubbed against the crotch of Billy's sweatpants making the boy between you two sigh. "We can't do this right now. They'll hear us." Billy said making no move to stop either of you. You had given up trying to suppress the hunger that had consumed you all day. Billy's breath was ragged as Stu continued to rub his growing erection. You smiled against Billy's skin before whispering next to his ear. "Are you telling me you can't be quiet?" Stu tugged at Billy's waistband signaling the boy to raise his hips. Once he did Stu tugged his pants down his legs and off to the side of the tent. "I can be quiet but I know you can't." Billy bit back as his eyes closed tight trying to figure out how he could gain some control. "Who said anything about me?" You whispered as Stu pulled Billy's cock from his uncomfortably tight briefs. "Fuck..." Billy groaned knowing he lost whatever game you two were playing.

You went back to kissing and biting Billy's neck as Stu began to slide his hand up and down the boy's cock. Stu looked at you with a sense of astonishment in his eyes. Billy was a control freak in and out of the bedroom. He was always on top barking orders unless you physically tied him down. So for this to be happening was like lighting in a bottle. Stu scooted down licking a stipe up the boy's shaft. Billy's abs contracted as his hips rolled upwards. You watched happily as Stu's tongue swirled around the tip of Billy cock smearing the bead of precum around his skin. A small gasp could be heard coming from the man under your touch.

His knuckles were white as they gripped the sheets beneath him. It took every ounce of strength not to throat fuck the man who continuously teased him. Stu sat up leaving Billy needy but he'd die before he begged. "Lay back." Stu said making you move out of the way. Billy's back hit the mat as he looked up at the both of you. That little red tint on his cheeks made him look insanely attractive. "Well are you two assholes going to do anything or do I need to get myself off?" The smirk on Billy's face somehow made his words endearing. Stu leaned over whispering instructions in your ear. With wide eyes you looked up at the man. "Go ahead."

You pulled off your underwear leaving them where they dropped. Billy quickly ridded himself off his underwear leaving himself completely naked in front of you and Stu. You walked over to the man on the ground straddling his hips. Your lips connected with his greedily. Billy grabbed his cock running the tip up and down your folds making you moan into his mouth. Without a warning he slipped the tip into your entrance. You sat up properly lining him up before slowly sinking down on his cock. Billy let out what could only be described as a growl through gritted teeth. You started to rock your hips back and forth letting your clit rub against his skin.

Stu walked over helping you out of your bra as you continued your movements. Leaning down he pressed a kiss to your lips before he got rid of his own underwear. Billy watched as you pumped Stu's cock with one hand, the other rested on Billy's abdomen keeping your balance. Your lips wrapped around the tip of Stu's cock, your tongue running flat against the slit. The warmth from your cunt and the sight in front of him almost made Billy cum. "I need you to move." Billy spoke, his voice deep and worn.

You pulled your mouth off of Stu's length with a pop. "What's the magic word?" You teased. "Fuck you." Billy spat appalled you thought that'd work on him. You squeezed around his cock making a slight whimper leave his lips. "Say please." Your eyes hardened waiting to hear the word come from him. "You're a fucking bitch." He sighed in defeat. "Please." His voice was shaky only making his plea hotter. "Good boy." You tapped his cheek making his nostrils flare in anger. His fingers dug into your thigh sure to leave bruises. You started to bounce as Stu shoved his cock back in your mouth. With a grip on your hair he paced himself. Moans were loud against the tent as your thighs started to burn.

"Just like that." Stu moaned as you hollowed out your cheeks. Tears began to well up in your eyes making the world around you blurry. You looked up at Stu seeing him smile down at you. "You're so beautiful with my cock in your mouth." He complimented as Billy thrusted his hips upward. You moaned around Stu not being able to suppress your volume. "Shh." Stu wiped the tear that fell from your eye. His head lulled back with a silent moan. Billy shook beneath you needing to cum. "Stu.. I- I need her to move." His voice cracked as his restraint faltered. "Give me a damn minute." Stu had a habit of getting cocky. In a normal setting Billy would've immediately put an end to it. He'd didn't tolerate what he considered "bitchy behavior."

Stu continued to use your mouth however he pleased. "Y/n baby..." Billy softly spoke making you pull away from Stu. "Fuck!" Stu whisper yelled at the loss of your lips. Billy grabbed your waist easily pulling you off of him. He kissed your lips before he stood up. "Get on your fucking knees." Billy spat at Stu more than upset. Stu being smarter than he looked dropped to his knees in front of his boyfriend. Billy grabbed the mans face roughly squishing the delicate skin beneath his fingers. "Open. Tongue out." Stu obeyed his tongue hanging out allowing Billy's cock to easily slid in. Your fingers found your clit quickly circling the bud.

Billy was always more aggressive with Stu knowing he could and loved to take it. Billy's thighs trembled as he got close. "Y-Y/n come here please..." The willing politeness made you even hotter than before. You crawled over next to Stu sitting back on your heels. Billy pulled out from Stu's mouth letting you know exactly what he was doing. You opened your mouth with your tongue out much like your boyfriend next to you. Billy pumped his cock till ropes of cum hit both you and Stu.

He milked his orgasm till there was nothing left. Quickly you swallowed what hit your tongue not thinking of the taste. Stu seemed to have a mouth full as he swallowed. "That would be way easier with a chaser." Stu joked wiping his mouth off with the back of his hand. "Shut up." Billy said with a smile trying to clear the fog from his mind. Stu pressed his lips yours as he slowly pushed you back on the mat. Both of you had yet to finish and he was going to fix that.

His cock seemed to slam into you making your breath leave your body. He sat up holding your legs still. Stu's pace was quick and brutal making your moans come out in fractions. One of his hands fell between your legs playing with you clit. His thrusts never faltered as you slowly felt that familiar pressure build. Your face contorted in pleasure signaling you were close. Stu's free hand covered your mouth knowing how loud you could get. That band seemed to snap within you making chills cover your body. You cried out into his palm as he continued his thrusts. Once your orgasm had passed he pulled out finishing over your stomach.

Stu gasped for air not being able to breathe. He fell over on the mat trying to catch his breath. It'd be awhile since he had an orgasm so strong. Billy went into his backpack pulling out the wet wipes he had brought. The cloth was freezing against your warm skin. A small wince left your lips as he cleaned up the mess his partner made. "I know baby..." He whispered. Billy pitched the cloth to the corner of the tent telling himself he'd get it in the morning. Billy fell between you and Stu before pulling a blanket to cover you and him. "That was fucking awesome." Stu exclaimed finally getting ahold of the air he urgently needed. "You okay?" Billy asked you seeing the permanent smile plastered on your face. "I think we broke her Macher." He smiled glad everyone enjoyed themselves. Stu curled up next to Billy pulling the blanket over his lower half.

"Do you hear that?" You asked the boys listening to the soft sound of grunting. "Holy shit." Billy said as Stu giggled. "Here I was worried they could hear us." You said laughing. Your head rested on Billy's chest listening to his heartbeat. The three in the other tent went at it for another 5 minutes making you and your boyfriends laugh. Stu was the first to fall asleep, softly snoring into his pillow. "That was okay wasn't it?" Billy asked again. He could be really assertive and aggressive during sex but afterwards he'd make sure everyone was okay. You pressed a kiss to his cheek. "It was great. I'm just a little sore." Stu wasn't a careful person. He could be extremely rough but he never meant to be. You knew tomorrow he'd be carrying you around saying he was sorry for being so careless.

"Do you need anything before I fall asleep?" His voice became deep with sleep. "No I don't think so." He kissed the top of your head before getting comfortable. Within 10 minutes you were both fast asleep.

The morning sun was unforgiving. The tent did little to nothing when it came to shielding you from the light. "Morning sunshine!" Stu said looking down at your naked body. "Good morning pervert." He leaned down pressing a kiss to your lips. "Sydney made coffee if you want some." You looked to your left noticing the lack of Billy. Stu noticed your concern. "He's already up. Tatum and Randy are still sleeping." He laughed thinking of last night. You nodded letting Stu leave before you got dressed.

"Good morning." Sydney said both of you shared a moment of silent acknowledgment. "Morning." She handed you a cup of coffee which you thanked her for. Tatum erupted from the tent ready to fight anyone who said something. "Did you have a good night last night?" Stu asked making Billy look at the ground with a smile. "Suck a dick Stu. Oh wait, you did." Tatum said almost making you choke on your drink. Billy couldn't help but laugh with Sydney. "That wasn't even that funny." Stu said disappointed in his friends. Randy was the next to leave the tent earning a high five from Stu. "Randy my man!" You rolled your eyes sipping on your drink.

The day dragged on with everyone going swimming and later eating hot dogs. By the end of the day everyone was on good terms even laughing about the night previous. Sydney snapped some photos of the group making sure everyone had atleast one polaroid to take home. Billy looked down at the picture in his hand. Everyone was smiling and having fun. He hated to say it but he might just go camping again.

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[sunny-mercya]

Sensitive Heart

Poly! Billy Loomis & Stu Macher x Male Reader

Fandom -> Scream 1996

Requested by -> Anon

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Sidney had become quick to learn, that you're a rather sensible—if not even overstimulated sensitive—boy.

Most things; be it a large crowd, people accidentally bumping into you or someone saying something you had difficulty to understand—hell, even the most mundane compliment; you look really good today—brought you to tears.

And on some days, wether if they are bad or good ones, you would cry for an eternality of hours—exhausting yourself with a sore throat sobbing.

Throughout the school years, you had spend more time in the nursery office thanks to this—whatever and however it's called, Sidney doesn't bother to remember—than being actually injured.

Tatum, who had heard from Stacy—and she had it being told from Mackenzie, who had gotten told it from Helena—the nurses daughter—told Sidney once, that your over sensitivity of personality has been coming from your mother.

Your mother who had pampered you into a suffocating and constant anxious panic. She was a kind soul, with her off shrugging absently affectionate, but treating you well still.

Although, when you were at the age of ten—having been in the hospital again, because of your mother—your father had enough, filled a divorce and complete custody over you and told his ex-wife to leave.

So now, Sidney had to endure your tears filled stuttering jumble of words while accompanying you, yet again, to the nurse office.

Please god, she thought, end me. Holding back a groan, simply nodding along to what you're trying to say. If she's telling you to shut up, you would probably cry a flood then.

~~~

The cold wet washcloth always felt good over your burning irritated eyes. Cooling them off and bringing a sort of pain relief to them.

Mrs. Westbrock had left the office, after assessing you down onto the bed and giving you a glass of water and headache-pills. Nothing new, a normal occurrence for you to be alone—till school hours ended—in the nurse office, when you had another rather server breakdown episode. Then again, every episode brought you to the office.

»Aww, at this point you should ask the Director to let you live rent-free here« Stu did his best to lower his voice, when stepping in. Knowing well how headache prone you would get and he also knows how loud his voice can be.

It must be lunch break or a free period or study all, otherwise Billy and Stu wouldn't be able to visit you. Then again, you wouldn't put it pass them to just skip a lesson or two—and you knew they had done already more than once.

»What was it this time babe?« asked Billy, sitting down onto the chair. Someone would say his tone, when asking you this question, is coming off as annoyed, rude and tutting. It wasn't. It was Billys way of asking you how you are and what the cause was.

You shrugged at him, rubbing your eyes and sitting up a bit—letting Stu prep kisses onto your face.

»I.....don't really remember anymore.«

Billy hummed, knowing well it was lie of you, watching you and Stu, the both of you conserving now over some Cartoon.

»Did Jules brought you here?«

»Nu-uh, it was Sydney,«

Billy nodded, they all were somewhat friends with Sidney, though somehow she always seemed to be irritated annoyed by your mere presence—not that you took notice if it, always busy to greet everyone happily, even when it was hard to do for you.

»[Name]. Tell us, what made you cry.« a bit demanding harsh he sounded, but how would he know if Billy didn't use a dominant force to bring you to speak.

»It, it–it was, someone talked about–about how killing is, is–is something and I got upset over it, because they talked so causally about it, but killing is–is–is bad and taking–taking a humans life is cruel«

You broke into another, new, round of tears. Sobbing into Stu's arms, who cooed at you lovely and giving you sloppy kisses on the cheeks again.

Oh, how innocent sweet you are. Thinking so naively and thoughtful about the world. Aren't you adorable?

~~~

It was weeks after, when Sidney came to the conclusion that the ominous masked—dubbed as Ghostface—killer, who tried to killer her, is Billy Loomis.

Sidney, when she got the chance, pulled you into an empty classroom, cornering you. Doing her best to look as threatening as she could, to make you confess.

She always found it strange how Billy (and Stu) could love someone like you—someone who's a crybaby, skittish and meek in personality. Too Sensitive for a boy to be.

But then she thought, you're the perfect alibi for Billy or perhaps even someone who knows that Billy is the murder.

»You know Billy is the killer, don't you [Name]?«

»What? What are you talking about Syd?«

»It's Sidney. Billy is the killer and you're either good at pretending to play clueless dumb, which you are though, or you're his partner. There aren't any other options.«

Sidney hated it how you pronounced her name so dumbly wrong. It's a simple name, how hard could it be to say it right? Apparently hard enough for you.

»Accusing someone, a friend even, of something so horrific is a cruel thing to do.«

»Oh? I didn't knew you could speak english without stuttering in sobbing.«

Your lips begun to wobble, biting softly onto them to stop the starting trembling—which would soon racked through your whole body. Eyes getting wet, tears ready to spill.

Sidney had no rights to accuse Billy like this and neither had she the right to be this mean to you. You hadn't done anything to make her upset, so why does she say such things?

She clicked her tongue in annoyance, gripping your arm tight when you were about to bold off.

»We both know I'm right. Whether you like it or not.«

You freed yourself from her, jerking your arm out of her grasp and bolting out of the room. At some point colliding with Jules, who was looking for you, scrambling up again and running even faster away.

A lie. It's a complete conspiracy bullshitting lie, what Sidney had said to you. It wasn't true, Billy isn't a killer.

~~~

»I'm home!« greeted Billy once he had open the front door and stepped in, closing if afterwards. Getting out of his jacket and hanging it up on, he made his way towards the kitchen.

Leaning against the frame of the kitchen-door, Billy watched you, smiling at the sight of you cooking today's lunch—dancing slightly to the music which the radio plays.

»You need help, darling?« he admits, spooking you up like this was—the way how you jerked together into surprise—always a fun thing to do.

»Oh, Billy! How was work? Sure sure, you can set the table and please get Stu« you pecked his lips, when he leaned down, snatching a piece of bacon from the cutting board.

»Where is he?«

»Upstairs, doing the laundry.« you had long returned to the cooking, resuming with what you had stopped.

Billy passed through the living room, stopping at the commode in the hallway, next to the stairs.

Photo frames over photos frames filled the commode, telling their own stories—from their graduation, first house, to marriage, to their honeymoon and then to their Kids and their first kindergarten and school day to the here and now.

There was one photo in particular, which both Stu and him are very found of. It still confuses the kids, who couldn't figure out why a photo of you crying was a found memory to keep and share.

To the kids they had told a story of how they always found it adorable, just how bunny like you were and wanted to capture the moment.

In truth though, it was the moment when the broke you—your spirit of will—and had you forever to love.

It was after Sidney had inflicted your pure heart with self-doubt and questionable unbelief towards Billy. You confronted him, breaking out in hysterical when Billy bluntly admits it with a shrug and when you were about to call the police—Stu stepped in, holding you tight in his arms as you trashed in his hold and shouting words at them you never wished to say again.

They had to break a few of your bones, scaring and threatening you completely in submissive—because if they don't, you wouldn't be able to continue with going to school with them and enjoy life, if they didn't had done it this way—they had to kill you and that would be a shame. After all you're their precious little darling.

It took a few years—after framing someone else for their killings and making Sidney an implausible witness in the polices eyes—to shape you into what your are now; a good submissive husband, who showers them in unconditionally love.

»[Name]'s adorable, isn't he Bills?« Stu trotted down the stairs, flashing a grin at Billy.

»You're right, he really is. I was just about to get you, laundry-boy«

»Funny, man. Urgh, my back hurts. I never do laundry again«

After lunch, when the kids had retired into their rooms or going out to spend time with friends. You and your husbands sat on the couch, cuddling against another and watching another round of romance movies.

Even after all these years, you couldn't stop your sensitivity and the spilling tears from your eyes.

Billy and Stu wouldn't have it any other way. They adored you how you are, in their eyes you're perfect.

»Have I told you, just how–how much I love–love you two?« you asked them in between sobs, romantic movies always made you so moody.

»You do plenty of times, precious. We love you just as much in return.«

Both Billy and Stu pressed a kiss against your lips, tasting your salty tears.

You're their little bunny.

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[roadkillremi]

Randy Meeks x Reader where they try and find out who the killer is while the whole friend group is sitting at the fountain?

Thank youuuuuuu 💗💗💗

Of course!!!

Also can we take a second to notice Randy's Green shoes below? He woke up and got those shoes with that shirt knowing they matched perfectly

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Randy Meeks X Gn!Reader

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Warnings : Randy fluff, Language, mentions Killing, mentions death, mentions Billy pranking reader in past, Established relationship with Randy, Established Past relationship with Billy, Sexist comment towards Randy, Mentions Billy pranking reader with knife in the past. Mentions Sex once ("I can't believe you two haven't had sex yet") ,

Summary : Based off the ask above.

You gently smacked Randy's hand from grabbing one of your baby carrots. He groaned, "Randy get your own damn food." You fussed.

"But your food tastes better" he complained. You reached down into your bag pulling out a pack of trail mix. Randy excitedly spread his legs open for you to sit in-between them. You sat down between his legs, "Here." You handed him the bag.

"Thank you" he smiled kissing your cheek. You began to eat your sandwich before Stu climbing on the fountain.

"Hey you two love birds!" He smiled playfully ruffling Randy's hair. Randy swatted Stu away from him. Tatum rolled her eyes at Stu sitting beside him. Sydney and Billy stayed silent. You waved at Sydney as you chewed your sandwich. She waved back with a small smile, Billy also gave you a small wave. Randy wrapped his arms around your waist. He got jealous around Billy a lot, though you assured him you only wanted him. You looked to the side and kissed his cheek.

"Y/N? Did you get interviewed yet?" Tatum asked popping a chip in her mouth.

"Yeah, They asked me where I was and what I was doing. Then they asked me if my dad ever took me hunting. I guess since he owns the hunting tackle shop." You shrugged.

"They didn't ask me if I hunted." Randy added. Stu laughed, "That's cause hunting is a real man's job.". You gently rub Randy's hand, "Where were you last night, Y/N?" Billy asked. You looked up at him, "I got home from work at 8pm. Then Randy came over to watch a movie. I have an alibi, Loomis.".

Billy sat up narrowing his eyes at you.

"What are you trying to say?"

"Just weird you question me." You leaned back into Randy. Billy kept staring at you, "Well Stu was with me last night." Tatum interrupted. Billy finally looked away from you, Randy gently placed his head on your shoulder.

"I don't understand how someone could do that to her.." Sydney whispered.

"Ya gut her!" Stu said laughing a bit. Tatum elbowed Stu, "I mean there's no way a girl could've done it.".

"Whoa! Have you seen Carrie?!" Randy blurted. Billy rolled his eyes, "Feminine rage is scary." Randy added. Tatum nodded, "Randy's right.".

"Don't you go hunting, Stu?" You asked.

"Whoa! I'm not the killer!" Stu shot his hands up. Billy threw a pretzel at him, "No one said you were.". Randy gently whispered in your ear, "Updating my suspect list.". You softly laughed, "Randy where were you before your little movie night?" Tatum asked.

"I was at work." He said confidently.

"Didn't they fire you?"

"Twice." He smiled before kissing your neck. The first time it was because he kept judging customers rentals. The second time from you two making out in the back. You leaned your head back against Randy's shoulder.

"You alright?" He whispered moving his hands to your sides gently rubbing them.

"Yeah, just bummed out there's a killer on the loose senior year." You huffed. Randy kissed your neck, Stu made a fake puking noise.

"God, it's insane you two didn't have sex yet!" Stu laughed. You rolled your eyes, "God forbid someone respects my boundaries!".

"Whoa is that a dis at Billy?!" It went uncomfortably silent. You and Billy briefly dated in the past, at first it seemed normal. Then he got weird, he'd play the prank of scaring you often. It went too far where he pinned you with a knife. That night you ran to Randy crying, terrified. You called Billy breaking up with him shortly dating Randy after.

"No, Stu. Not everything I do is a diss at Billy. He's happy with Sydney and I'm happy with Randy." You blandly stated. Billy coldly stared at you, you had a feeling he still was mad about it.

"I heard they found her liver in the mail box." Stu changed the subject. Sydney got up walking into the school. Billy got up, "Really man?" He complained.

"Leave her alone, Stu!" Tatum fussed.

"Liver alone!!" Stu laughed, Tatum smacked his arm. You rolled your eyes grabbing your bag leaving. Randy quickly followed you, "Wait up!" Randy called.

"God, They're so annoying!" You complained. You attempted to open your locker messing up hitting the door.

"Whoa, calm down." He said. He opened the locker for you, you put some of your books from your bag into the locker.

"Sorry. I just hate when-"

"Stu brings up Billy?" Randy asked grabbing your hand.

"Yeah. It's annoying because I'm obviously over it. And I'm happy with you." You say looking up at him. Randy gently kissed you, "I know, I do think Billy's a suspect.".

"Maybe, we'll only find out with time.".

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[kakashiislut]

Who is it?~ GhostFace

Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 3, Pt 4, Pt 5, Pt 6, Pt 7

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It’s 2:04. You’re currently biting your actual finger as you wait by the phone. It has to ring. Soon. You place your medication in your mouth and take a tester sip of water, before swinging it back and swallowing the pill.

Ringgg! Ri-

“GAH- hello?!” You wipe at your mouth to dry away the water.

“You okay? Sounds like you swallowed a bird.”

Holy shit….this time…his voice is so much more raspier than the last time. He almost seemed to be talking softly too.

“I was taking medication…called me mid way..the sound scared me…choked.” Totally didn’t choke yourself over how excited you got.

“Really?…”

“Are…are you okay?…” You lean onto the counter, biting the pad of your thumb.

“Tired.”

“Tired?”

“Mhm…just woke up from a nap…almost missed our time.”

“You’re lucky you didn’t! I would have killed you, ya know?”

“Sorry, Ma’am…”

“Well, I didn’t know Matthew took naps…” you pull off the counter, heading towards your room.

He’s silent.

Why is he silent?

“Hello? Matt?”

“Wait.” His voice came out in a tiny whisper, you heard some shuffling and some drawers opening.

“O-okay…” you whisper back, getting into your room and laying comfy on the bed.

“Hello? Hello?” His Voice Echos and you smile.

“Hello? You die or something?”

“…remote ran out of batteries…”

You laugh a bit. “You’re kinda a dork, ya know?”

“Am I?”

“Ya…I was hoping you’d come watch me…was gonna take a bath…thought you might like it.”

“Oh don’t tempt me…”

“You can bring that knife you oh so lovingly love to talk about…”

“I have a question…”

“Shoot!- or stab away?” You giggle softly.

“Who’s that guy you like?”

“This again?”

“Now…why won’t you tell me?”

“I just…I don’t know…”

“You’ll feel guilty?”

“Maybe…”

“What’s he like?”

“Why? Do you wanna be him?”

“I wanna know what you like…”

“He’s..dorky, but he’s loud and handsome. He’s tall…like 6’4? He has soft light brown hair and blue eyes…he’s..he’s just so perfect…I can’t get him out of my mind. But…he has a girlfriend, and to be quite honest with you, Matthew, she’s so much prettier and cooler than I am. I’m not even tryna say that for compliments, she’s genuinely so hot…she’s A CHEERLADER! Like…and I’m just some nerdy goth girl…nothing special about me..but she also makes me sooo angry. Sometimes she talks and I just wanna stab her in the chest…gut her or something…” you find yourself mumbling the last part and it’s completely silent on the other end.

“H-hello?”

“You’re my dream woman…” The voice speaks, he almsot sounds delirious.

You can hear a sizzling sound and a slow release of air.

“So why don’t you do it? Stab her…gut her up…” His voice turns icy.

“W-what?”

“Kill her. Then take him for yourself..”

“I couldn’t possibly do that…”

“Really? Well, let’s see…2 years ago…a woman and a man where found mutilated and buried in a forest near a river.”

Your heart started beating. Heavy. Very heavy.

“Cops said that the man had a girlfriend…they weren’t sure how or why the woman was connected to the man or the girlfriend…but why don’t you hear my theory.”

“W-what…what are you talking about?”

“This lovely girlfriend…one day she walks in on her boyfriend…on her own boyfriend fucking another woman. The GF goes wild, starts screaming and hitting. It’s possible…possible the girlfriend didn’t wanna give up her virginity….so he cheats on her.”

“Stop.”

“Why?”

“Because…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“So what does the little girlfriend do? She kills her dumb, stupid boyfriend. Guts him. Buries him in the forest…but oh no…the girl her boyfriend fucked, starts suspecting her…so what does she do? A) Deny, B) Murder the woman and bury her next to the boyfriend, or C) Leave.

“…”

“Answer…”

“I don’t know…”

“Yes you do…”

“I don’t.” You sob a bit.

“Don’t cry…ANSWER.”

“B! B!”

“Ding ding ding…correct…of course…the cops won’t ever think the sweet little girlfriend would EVER do anything like that…so they let her go…and she leaves…and she finds herself in Woodsboro, California.”

“Who are you?!”

“Does it matter?”

“YOU BASTARD! ILL-“

“YOULL WHAT? KILL ME?” His voice…it’s almost like he’s having fun.

You gulp.

“…why the fuck are you trying to act like someone you’re not. Stop fucking stuttering about not being able to kill a stupid teenage bitch and do it!”

You just gape for a bit..before you grit your teeth.

“Whoever the fuck you are…I’ll find you and kill you.”

“Really? Cause I’m all around you…and you don’t even know it.”

Click.

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I don’t know what happened…I just wrote until stuff came out. I actually apologize for this being caca. I JUST WANTED TO WRITE- please forgive me. Caca. Hehe.

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