#Stu macher x yn

[yuniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie]

Yandere Billy and Stu (2/4)

“Dewey!” She cried out

Instinctively Dwight ran over to her. Immediately wrapping arms around the woman’s sobbing form, not letting go as her cries muffled against his jacket, he held her tightly. Shushing her quietly, “Y/n!” Tatum herself arrived right after her older brother, she shoved the male to the side and hugged you tightly. Police barged into the home, on search. “What happened?” Dwight was just as concerned as Tatum, hell from the screaming and crying they could already tell what had happened, not until heads turned around to see Billy.

“Officer-i didn’t do anything!” Billy declared, angrily wriggling against the grip of the officer along with the cuffs. He locked eyes with you it sent shivers down your spine how void of emotion they looked. “Y/n! Tell them-“ The officer had none of it before Billy was shoved into the back of the car. You were frustrated how so suddenly and coincidentally your best friend Sidney’s boyfriend just shows up at the window right after an attacker that didn’t last too long fortunately, Tatum looked you over. “Dwight-please she should stay with us for now!”

Tatum knew better than to leave you alone, no one deserved to grief the death of their friend and have the same person who killed her friend come after her aswell. Y/n dealt with it alone would only toll on the poor girl. Her hair was all messy and a bit matted, She needed a break, a real long break from everything, going back to their house, their mother welcomed you eagerly with open arms to stay over, Tatum had been in the bathroom, While Dwight had been fluffing the pillows as clumsily, he remembered copying Tatum when she made her bed. “You can stay with Tatum.” His words were comforting, you had hoped no one fell victim to the killer anymore afterwards. Tatum arrived back, looking at you. “Billy is such a freak.” She mumbled before she sat on the bed opposite of you. You looked at her from the plush pillow. “Other than..what he did just now,” You started. Tatum nodded, “I don’t trust him even with Sid you know?”

Sidney was your friend ever since you moved to woodsboro, she knew you before the whole ordeal, ever since Billy started dating her Tatum saw the way Billy would look at you. He was weird, but the mention of Sidney tugged your heart strings, you knew she went missing right after Casey. It left only you, Tatum, Dwight. Billy, Randy, and Stu, but you were more comfortable around your friend’s boyfriend than Billy. Stu always made you laugh, he was eccentric but you couldn’t help but feel unease under his gaze-

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Morning came around as sun shone through the windows of Tatum’s house, the blonde woke up before you. Just as tired before both of you walked to school, she had an arm around you. “Hey Y/n?” You both got interrupted by the sound of Randy’s voice. The Moviestore geek smiled at you. Tatum rolled her eyes. “She doesn’t want to talk.” He frowned a bit before he got to your side. He saw you flash him a small smile, your hand entertwined with his.

Ever since you and Randy got well acquainted you hadn’t admitted the fact you had a crush on the boy, despite everyone really just casting him in a bad light as some psycho geek sometimes, with recent news of Billy being interrogated as of current in the office. It was why Dewey wasn’t here,

“You heard about what happened with that guy?” “Billy?” Randy wasn’t the biggest fan of billy, he continued “It’s like standard horror movie shit- i told you he’s the prime suspect” Tatum gave Randy a side glare, “Did they interrogate you aswell?” She turned to him, it was a light question.

“Why would they ask you if you like to hunt. “‘Cause their bodies were gutted.”

The sound of Stu’s voice startled everyone. But you saw the way his eyes focused on you. He sent Randy a glare that only he would see, “Hey buddy.” He mocked, looking him up and down. Randy just stared blankly, not fazed. He looked back at you, sending you a look only you could see. He didn’t like Stu. “Hey Stu didn’t you used to date Casey?” You spoke up, As you all settled near the fountain. “Yeah for like 2 seconds.” He chortled, “Before she dumped you for Steve” Randy leaned his head in and chimed for a second.

“I thought you dumped her for me?” Tatum asked, Stu nodded and looked at Randy again, “I did he’s full of shit.” Randy retorted, “Maybe you did kill her since she dumped you.”

“Stu was with me,” Tatum shifted closer to Stu, he nodded aswell, sending a sleazy grin to Randy not without glancing at you,

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Moving to woodsboro was a hectic start back then. But it was a opportunity to have made friends since you had moved there at a young age you had forgotten your own home town of before, but ever since this ghostface fucked around the town. Whoever they were,

“Well everyone has those officer.” Billy declared, the male had been abandoned at the police station for interrogation. To everyone’s dismay as the sheriff checked a call record there was no proof of him ever calling anyone at all. Deep down he was happy in a twisted way. He saw everyone here a potential victim afterwards. He cleared the record. No one would get in between him and Stu and you.

Ever since Stu laid eyes on you, Casey’s friend. Albeit, him and Billy yes, well weren’t expecting it. They’re killers, not people meant to be lovers, but it was a thorough plan both males had been thinking about ever since, no one ever suspected them, if Billy could get his hands on you again..

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Walking back home to Tatum’s house, she was out for a while, you remembered her telling you she needed to get a few things before she came back. Wandering alone in the house your mind swam with thoughts. You heard the telephone ring,

Anger bubbled into her as she thought about it. Her hands clenching onto the phone pulling it out of the receiver. “You son of a bitch!” The words came out with a flurry of emotions. She couldn’t hold back her hatred for this cruel killer, “Ah ah ah, that’s not how you great a friend, is it?” It sounded more grainy, whoever this was. No one would admit to give it to them the modulator being used for their voice was more to hide the evidence and identity of who they were. “We aren’t friends you ps-psycho!” And it couldn’t helpt but break into tears again, they had killed her friends, they had attacked her, she didn’t have her parents. What more could she do? She had hoped Tatum arrived soon. “Why the tears. Y/N?” They snarled on the phone angrily. “Fuck you!” The phone was shoved back into the receiver. Falling onto the floor breaking into wails.

T”Y/N!” Tatum’s eyes widened, the blonde rushed over to her sobbing friend’s side. She hugged her tightly and felt tears soaking her own shirt, “What’s wrong, Y/N? Was it him again?”

Tatum heard the phone ring again, she couldn’t let this happen, it can’t keep happening. Seeing her friend, who had nothing to do with this, who was innocent, to be toyed with like this, “T-tate-no!” She cried.

“Who the fuck is this? What the hell do you think this is some kind of joke?!”

Static was on the other side, this only got more out of hand by day. “Your protecting your dear little Y/N.”

“Tatum?” They taunted,

[your-averagewriter]

"Goddamn red dress."

Summary: Trying on dresses for Stu turns into something more, looks like you might be late to your own party.

Word count: 1.4K

Warnings: Kissing, mention of murder (Casey Becker)

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Walking home from school, headphones resting over my ears as I walk home, school being let out due to the killer on the loose.

With a bittersweet smile on my face I walk away from the school, glad that it’s now summer but also feeling bad for Casey Becker and her boyfriend. I didn’t know her much, a few conversations in our English class but not much more.

As I’m thinking about Casey and her boyfriend I’m shaken from my thoughts when someone comes up behind me, placing their hands on my shoulder with a gentle thud. I look around, surprised but not shocked when I see Stu behind me, pulling off my headphones.

“Hey, I was listening to that!” I complain with a small smile as he puts my headphones on, listening to the music. He listens for a second before turning back to me, a grin spreading across his face.

“The Smashing Pumpkins?” His lips quirk up into a smile. “Isn’t that a bit depressing for the first day of Summer?” Wrapping his arm around my shoulder he passes me back my headphones which I rest around my neck, pausing the music.

“The Smashing Pumpkins are ideal for every situation.” I grin, standing on my tiptoes to press a quick kiss to his lips.

“What’re you doing now? Now that school’s out?” He asks with his distinct dopey grin.

“Not much, I was just planning on heading home, maybe watch a movie or something. Why? Have you got plans?”

“Impromptu party at my house.” He grins and I raise an eyebrow, entertaining a small smile on my face.

“A house party? With a masked killer around?” I ask. “That doesn’t sound like the best idea, baby.” I warn softly.

“It’s the safest place to be.” He reasons and I wait for him to explain with a curious smile. “Surrounded by people, friends.” He explains with a grin as we keep walking down the path, students dotted along the paths. “You should come, babe.” He offers. “It’ll be fun.”

I think about it before sighing and turning to face him. “I’ll think about it.”

“Come on, baby. Loosen up a little, a house party is the best way to start the Summer.” He grins.

“Fine, but can you come over first?” I ask, resting my head on his shoulder. “We could watch a movie, you can help me pick out an outfit and then we can buy some stuff for the party.” I suggest with a small smile.

“‘Course I can.” He grins. “You know there’s nothing I love more than watching you change.” He teases in a joking tone, a smirk plastered on his face.

I nudge him slightly with my elbow, small signs of shock on my face as I’m caught a little off guard before rolling my eyes with a chuckle.

“Who said I’d let you watch? There’s more than one room in my house, you can stay in one and I could change in the other.” I tease with a grin.

“Babe. Please. No.” He says in a serious tone, a pause between each world as he shakes his head. After a couple of seconds I can’t suppress the smile from breaking through my expression as I start laughing, a smile taking over my face.

“I’m kidding, maybe.” I smile. “But don’t get distracted, I’ve gotta actually pick an outfit. Remember last time?” I raise an eyebrow, watching as he thinks for a second, a grin then spreading across his face.

“Oh, I remember. I don’t think I’ll forget it anytime soon.” He grins, peppering my face with kisses, kissing along my jaw, making me chuckle as it tickles so I push him away slightly. 

“Stu.” I chuckle, my hands reaching for his face, holding his cheeks and pressing a kiss to his lips. “You’re already getting distracted.” I day with a teasing smile. “Come on, we’re nearly to my house.” I say, reaching for his hand and entwining our fingers with a smile.

He rolls his eyes jokingly as I lead him down the path to my house, unlocking the door and pulling him inside.

“What do you wanna do first?” I ask, placing my bag down on the kitchen table. “Movie, outfit…”

“Definitely outfit picking.” He grins. “I wanna see that little red number again.” He grasps my hand, leading me upstairs to my room, a space he’s all too familiar with.

“Which one? You like all my red outfits.” I chuckle as he pulls me up the stairs.

“You should try them all on for me to remind me of which was my favourite.” He smirks, kicking open the door to my bedroom gently.

Walking in the room, he flops on my bed, lying down and propping himself up against the wall so he can still see me.

“You want me to try on every red outfit?” I ask, double checking as he grins back at me.

“Absolutely. I think we have time.” I roll my eyes playfully as I open my wardrobe, taking out a few hangers of clothing and walking out the room but not before hearing him again. “Hey, hey, hey, where you going?” He asks, looking slightly concerned. 

“I’m going to get changed.” I say with a teasing smile as I walk out the door. “Entertain yourself whilst you wait.” I disappear out the door, leaving him alone. I hear a quiet ‘dammit’ as I leave causing me to smile.

After a few minutes I walk back in the room with a cute red summer dress on and a smile. I swish the skirt around, looking at his reaction.

“What do you think?”

“You’re so beautiful.” He grins looking smug before his eyes flicker over to the TV screen in my room. Walking into the room fully I look at the screen.

“Friday the 13th.” I tilt my head looking at the movie. “Good choice, although I prefer the second one.” I smile before walking back out to try on another dress.

“I can’t watch the second one without rewatching the first one!” He chuckles, yelling from my room.

I change again quickly into a slightly longer red dress, dotted in cute little flowers before walking back into the room.

“Which one do you like better?” I ask, leaning in the doorway.

“Could you do a little spin?” He asks, looking over my body as I spin, the fabric delicately hugging my body. “I can’t choose.” He admits after a few moments of him thinking.

I chuckle. “Well, I’ve got one more, I think it’ll be your favourite.” I smile, skipping out of the room.

I walk back into my bathroom, slipping on the last red dress: a tight fitting, short, blood red dress that Stu absolutely loves.

With his favourite red dress on, I walk back towards my room, walking in with a small smile as I watch Stu’s surprised face, jaw almost on the ground.

“D’you like it, baby?” I ask, walking over to him as he crawls forward on the bed towards me.

“Oh I love it.” He grins, placing his hands on my hips, pulling me towards him as he moves to sit on the bed, legs moved apart as he pulls me forward in between his legs. “It’s definitely my favourite.” He smirks, hands rubbing small circles on my hips as I move my hands to stroke along his jawline.

Leaning down, I press my lips against his, intending for it to be a short kiss but he pulls me closer, hands locked on my waist as he lays back on the bed, causing me to fall on top of him with a quiet gasp only causing Stu to smirk more before pressing his lips against mine again.

Wrapping my arms around his neck I pull myself closer towards him as our legs tangle together, bodies pressed against each other, the shared warmth of our bodies mingling.

After a few more moments, I pull back, resting my forehead against Stu’s as I catch my breath, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear to stop it falling between us.

“We’re gonna be late for your party…” I whisper, smiling softly.

“The party can wait for a little while longer, we can skip the movie and go to the shop after this.” He whispers back, chasing my lips eagerly before I give in with a smile, pressing mine against his.

“Goddamn red dress.” He mumbles against my lips, fiddling with the fabric of my dress.

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AN: I hope you enjoyed reading!

[str4wb3rryz0mb1]

Poly! Billy Loomis and Stu Macher with a gloomy bear obsessed s/o♡

(This is my first time posting my writings :3)

♡ they definitely buy you more merch to feed the obsession

♡ Billy does kinda like gloomy bear after you explain the back story to them

♡ when Stu sleeps over he totally grabs one to snuggle with

♡ Billys fav is the gloomy bunnys because of there long ears :3

♡ they enjoy the cutesy/scary aesthetic they have

♡ Stu teases you with them all the time

♡ Billy secretly doing research to impress you

♡ forcing them to watch the show together

♡ Billy acts like he hates it but is genuinely interested and wants to learn more from you

♡ Stu will play with them and make them talk

♡ Stu plays with the stuff around your room and tells you how cool they are

♡both a little shocked when they actually watch the show

[sugudolle]

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ CONTENT ⊹ 18+. ghostface x fem reader. any ghostface with a dick. stalking. knifeplay.

ghostface! mockingly tilting his masked head with his knife still in hand as he watches you in amusement, the pretty girl he’s been chasing, “unfortunately” get stuck under your plushie covered bed in a lewd position mid-chase wearing only your silky nightdress.

ghostface! studying the way your arched back and teasing wiggle of your ass gives him an almost too perfect view of the lacey panties that rest between your soft cheeks and cup your pussy—like you got caught on purpose just to show it off to him—already soaking the fabric with a cute wet spot all for him.

ghostface! easily cutting the sides of the pretty panties you put on just for him with two clean swipes. he roughly slides the fabric off, his whole gloved hand resting against your warm, sloppy cunt as presses his hard dick against the back of your thigh.

“silly girl. i know you watch scary movies because you wanna fuck the killers.”

ghostface! who makes your twisted fantasies come true and fucks you from behind while you’re still half stuck under your bed, his tone turning dark as he drawls on and on about how many times he’s watched you leave your bedroom curtains half closed at night on purpose, how he’s seen you hump your pillow until you’re a sweaty, filthy mess with your makeup running down your cheeks.

“you knew i was watching didn’t you? were you thinking about how much better it’d feel if it was my big cock in your tight little pussy? how nice and deep i’d fuck you?”

ghostface! who takes off his mask for the sole purpose of eating you out, grinning against your pussy knowing that you can’t see him and getting off on the fact that you don’t know who he is but his voice just sounds so familiar as he moans about how sweet you taste, how your pussy’s just so fucking good it’d be a shame to kill you—and how he’d literally kill for it.

ghostface! purring as he picks up the pace, completely drunk on your wet, perfect pussy, about how he’s the only one that gets to have you wrapped around his cock, how good you take it, how he’s the only one who has the privilege to taste you on his lips—how you’re now all his.

“think i’ll be keeping you around, pretty girl.”

[webbluvrsugar]

PRETTY, LITTLE, DOVE.

BILLY LOOMIS - KINKTOBER 24 — OCT.10TH — M.LIST.

cw: cnc, stepcest, manipulation

For the past days, Billy has been watching you, he takes care of you like a good stepbrother, he drives you where you want to go to, he picks you up, he makes sure you aren’t taking any drugs or drinking too much at those parties you go — and he also, frequently checks your phone juuust to be sure you’re not putting yourself in any danger. Either way, he is a good stepbrother, even if with his frequent anger issues.

You’re quiet and meek, there’s nothing about you that could make him hate you, he likes hanging out with you, and really he would’ve already told Sidney to piss off if it wasn’t for his whole ‘ghostface’ plan thing, doesn’t matter now, what matters is that you’ve hidden from him that you have a date tonight. He doesn’t mind you have a date — okay he does, like, who’s going to take you there? Who’s going to pick you up? Who knows the bastard is a good guy? He knows you’re pure, what if he’s one of those guys that who fucks on the first date? Billy is one of those guys, he knows how it’s works.

But more importantly, why haven’t you told him about it — he checks your phone, dummy, he would find out soon enough.

You’re getting ready in your room, brushing your hair and humming a song with a brief smile on your face. Billy slowly walks in, leans on the door frame.

“So.. got a date tonight?” He goes straight to the point, you frown, confused.

“H — How do you know?” You pause your movements, placing your hairbrush on the vanity table.

“Little birdie told me.” He takes a step closer, slips your phone into his pocket without you seeing it. “Does matter tho, what you do need to be, is careful.” He steps closer.

“Careful?” You repeat, he likes that look in your eyes when you’re confused.

“You know how guys are… it’s your first date, ain’t it, cherry?” He questions, you nod, frozen in place, he takes the opportunity to close the door behind him, his fingers flicking on the handle until you hear the door lock. “Don’t worry, I’m not mad, I just… as a good brother, I need to make sure you’re prepared.”

He closes the distance in on you, his hand pushes your hair behind your ear, his hand goes down to your chin, his thumb rubs on your soft skin.

“I just gotta teach you a few things before you go.” His face leans down into yours, you can feel his breathing on your face. “You understand that, don’t you?” He raises one eyebrow.

“Y — Yeah…” you’re hesitant, that’s fine, you’ll relax soon.

He hums, leans even further down until his lips meet your ear, a simple question coming out in a whisper: “Have you ever touched yourself?” You hesitate to answer. “Be honest.”

“No.” You look down, he forces your gaze back up.

“Oh?” He smirks, slowly guides you down into the bed, his hand goes down your body, he asks for permission with his eyes before his hands slide underneath your skirt. “Never even tried to?” You deny again by shaking your head, his smirks widens, his hand moves to your clothed clit, he slowly starts to rub your pearl in slow circles, you whimper, slightly tense against the sheets.

“Relax, you’ve got too much to learn still.”

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[badsweetangel]

Kinktober Day 26: Phone sex (Stu Macher x Reader)

Warnings: fem!reader.

“I’d love to be there,” Stu said into the phone mockingly. “But I’m busy right now.”

You sighed. His mock sad tone might have bothered you another time, but now the feeling of tension in your crotch controlled your actions. For now, you swallowed your words.

“A while,” you asked with a thread in your voice, in a failed attempt to not feel so vulnerable by asking him.

There was a silence. He thought. He debated whether to say goodbye or give you some fun. Thinking for a moment, he smiled to himself: he would do both. He would give you both in record time.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered, putting the voice changer near his mouth.

The action gave you a shiver that ran through your entire body.

Ghostface’s voice always gave you indescribable pleasure. He did know how to do things. You knew he did it mainly to fulfill your whims quickly. But it didn’t bother you as much now. You did as he asked.

“Now, put your hand under your panties” He demanded, following the same dynamic as the previous sentence. “Come on, be a good girl.”

Again, you obeyed him. Your fingers rested, for now, passively on top of your intimacy. The soft brush of your fingers gave you a fervent desire for him—to have him, to feel him on top of you. That had only made things better.

“Good” He chose with a seductive tone as he heard your voice begging him to continue. “You certainly wouldn’t survive in a horror movie.”

You rolled your eyes, taking advantage of the fact that he wasn’t there to see you. Well, that was most likely. You resigned yourself to not scolding him because you wanted him to continue with his instructions.

“Too bad, isn’t it?” You teased with a playful tone.

His laughter was quickly heard.

“Touch yourself,” he ordered with a predatory voice. “I want to hear your moans.”

Your fingers moved instantly, as if you were controlled by him. At first, you moved up and down, then you experimented, making circular movements like he would do at a certain point.

It clearly wasn’t enough. You needed his tongue. But at least it was a little close to the ecstasy he made you feel. You felt your fingers wet and the growing need to want to finish due to the tension that was building in your body due to the pleasure you felt. Your moans were not long in showing. It was a small gift you could give yourself; there was no one in your house, and you could be loud enough.

“Now use your fingers, sweetheart.”

Two of your fingers entered you easily. It wasn’t good enough as his long fingers, but you had to settle. You did it at a fast pace, feeling how you reached the bottom of you. Your skin was goosebumping; you moved desperately trying to get your sweet release.

You only heard his laughter on the other end of the phone.

You closed your eyes and imagined he was there, licking your pussy while his long fingers moved rhythmically inside you. Your moans began to increase, your skin became goosebumps, your breathing became labored, and the sensation in the pit of your stomach began to approach. Your fingers became even more soaked as you felt the surge of energy and the current that was discharged throughout your body. Your nipples are erect, and your limbs are trembling.

In the silence of the room, only your labored breathing could be heard. Finally, you felt relaxed. You experienced something other than tension. You were about to thank him for giving you the extra incentive, since without it it would be difficult for you. You had gotten used to him. However, he spoke first.

“What a nice view." And he hung up.

You were so embarrassed.

[roadkillremi]

Kinktober '23

7 out of 11

Voyeurism

Stu Macher X F!Reader

MasterList. Kinktober '23

Summary : after telling Stu your wildest fantasies, he tells you his. Characters are 18+

Warning : MINORS DNI, Smoking Weed, Mentions Riding, (Consented) voyeurism, masterbation, mural masterbation, language, slight knife play, blow job, face fucking.

I had lots of fun writing this one

When you dated Stu you knew he was quite... Romantic. You didn't know about his little fantasies. You were sitting on his bed messing with his hair. His head rested on your thigh as he smoked a joint.

"Do you ever have.. sexual fantasies?!" He looked up at you with a wide smile. You smirked, "Why?". He shrugged, "Maybe I wanna try it".

You leaned back balancing yourself with your arms. Stu sat up holding his blunt between his fingers. He had a toothy smile and leaned forward towards you.

"I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours.." he offered you his joint. You took it, you took a swift inhale feeling it spread to your lungs. Stu leaned forward hinting at shotgunning. You leaned forward, holding his chin still blowing into his mouth. He inhaled and smiled, "You're so hot when you do that."

You laughed softly handing him his joint back. You looked towards the doorway, "Won't your parents smell the weed?". He sighed looking towards the doorway, "They're on another vacation.". You looked towards him, sympathy written all over your face. He placed his joint on an ashtray on his nightstand. He leaned towards you giving you a small kiss.

"Don't feel bad.. it's the only way we can have so much fun." He kisses you again. You smirk wrapping your arms around his neck. He grabbed your waist pulling you on top of him laying down.

"I'm not riding you if that's what you're hinting at-" you groaned. He smiled, "No! I wanna hold you!". You give him a look, he breaks out a wide toothy grin and sticks out his tongue.

"Maybe I wanted that too!"

You pushed his shoulders down playfully. He scoffed, "What?!". You sigh, "Let's go back to talking about fantasies instead.". He hums picking his joint back up, "Go ahead". You sigh, "You... I know you've seen scary movies with Billy-".

"Yeah..".

You bite your lip trying to figure out a way to explain it. He waits taking a hit from his joint.

"Uh, so you know how there's a final girl?" You ask. He nods, "If this is a film lesson. Go to Billy or Randy-" he laughs. You sigh getting frustrated, he notices and stops laughing.

"Sorry, continue.".

"I.. I wanna be a final girl.. for you.." you slowly say it. He processes the words and widens his eyes.

"That's great!" He sits up.

"huh?"

He puts his joint back down, his hands quickly go to your hips. He excitedly smiles, "my fantasy is.. stalking you.. and.. watching you be.. all naughty, y'know?". He leans closer squeezing your hips. You gently slid your hands up his arms.

"Really?".He nods excitedly leaning in to kiss you.

That's how Stu came up with his little code calls. He'd randomly call you at night saying certain lines. If you responded like how he told you it was a yes.

You were busy putting up laundry as your phone rang in your room. You picked up the phone putting it to your shoulder.

"Hello?" You walked over to your bed the wire extending.

"Hey, baby!" Stus voice boomed. You smiled, "Hey!". You put your folded shorts in a basket carrying it to your dresser.

"Whatcha up to?" He cooed

"Laundry, you?"

"Boring... I was.. about to go on a walk" you could hear the smile on his face. You smirk looking out your window. It was your parents date night they should be gone for awhile.

"Id love to join you, Stuey.." you bit your lip. He let out a small victory 'yes!'.

"It'll be a 15 minute stroll-" he added hanging up. You panicked looking at your clothes. Fifteen minutes?! You weren't going to be ready by then. You quickly put your phone back and opened your window. You put a tank top and pajama shorts on and made your bed. You sighed crawling into bed trying to steady your heart rate. The phone rang again, you got up answering it.

"I'm here.." he hung up. You smiled to yourself putting the phone down. You looked into your mirror putting red lipstick on. You heard shuffling in the bushes, you glanced over with a small smile. You walked over to your bed laying on it.

Stu watched you from outside, his eyes traced every inch of you. The way you put the lipstick on that he bought you. The pop of your lips once you finished putting it on.

You now laid out on your bed running your hands up your torso. Stu grinned, he knew you were putting on a little show just for him. He watched your hand go over your shorts. You let out soft whimpers as you rubbed circles over your clothed clit

Stu quickly unzipped his fly bringing himself out. He breathed heavily holding his penis in his hand. He watched as you spit on your fingers, he copied you imagining his spit as yours. Your hand slid into your shorts, he slowly started pumping. He followed your pace only going as fast as you did. He groaned wanting your hand on him.

He watched you desperately pump your fingers into yourself. He stepped closer to your window. You softly moaned out his name as you squirmed to your touch. Whimpers of 'Stu' flooded out your mouth. He caved in crawling through the window pulling out his pocket knife.

You stopped backing into your head board. He smirked pointing his knife at you, "No no no... finish what you started..". You nodded going back to fingering yourself. He smiled reaching for your shorts pulling them down. He leaned down pressing his thumb against your clit. You whined backing away from the touch as your stomach coiled.

He smirked, "Such a stupid girl, leaving her window open..". You stared up at Stu, "Anyone could come in... And hurt you". He smiled and laughed a bit, "come here.". He moved his head to the side motioning you to come forward. You crawled towards him looking up at him.

"Be a good girl and suck me off..". You looked down at cock, you nodded. He put his knife under your chin, you opened your mouth for him. He pushed his hips forward shoving himself into your mouth.

He let out a long 'fuck' before grabbing your hair. He pushed your head down feeling you gag a bit before pulling it back up. He chuckled, "Do you like being face fucked?". You just stared up at him, he smiles.

"Well I hope you do..". He pushed your head back down. He continued to make you gag on him laughing at your smeared lipstick. Watched as your face became a complete wreck.

Puffy lips, swollen cheeks, lipstick smeared across your lips and his cock. He smiled holding your chin, "That's a good girl.".

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[frogspond200]

𝚂𝚝𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙷𝙲𝚜

Requested by: the voices in my head

Ask: Do it.

Warning: Stu Macher Behavior

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Stu is completely infatuated with you, to the point where he becomes infatuated. He constantly monitors you from afar.

Stu is convinced he’s the only one who truly understands you and your needs. He becomes fiercely defensive, to the point of becoming as fucked up as Billy, even if it means eliminating anyone he perceives as a threat.

His biases are masked by his humorous and lovable nature. Stu uses this appeal to exploit situations and people around you to ensure they stay close to him.

Stu can often show signs of jealousy when you interact with others outside the group. In his mind, Stu believes he and you are meant to be together.

He can switch from being goofy and caring to terrifyingly menacing in the blink of an eye, especially when he feels jeopardized or challenged.

Stu might feign vulnerability or distress to gain sympathy from you, subtly using your concern to deepen the emotional bond between you.

While initially trying to win your affection through “charming” gestures, his habit might lead him down a darker path, resorting to violence or extreme actions to eliminate any perceived obstacles to your relationship.

[wasawattpadkid]

Housewife

Part - 11

Summery: Billy and Stu have been planning these murders for quite some time. Everything is going to plan until you show up. What happens when they meet someone who is just as mentally deluded as they are?

Pairing: Poly! ghostface x fem!reader

Warnings for this series: murder, blood, smut (will be more in depth on smut chapters), power dynamics, a dash of sexism, knives, stalking, perverse behavior, cheating, homophobic slang

Part 1

Billy slammed his bedroom door after yet another fight with his dad. His father wasn't keen on his son skipping school and being a victim of a brutal attack wasn't a good enough excuse. He pulled out his phone dialing Stu's number. It rang and it rang which was unusual. No one answered. 'Maybe he wasn't home?' Billy wondered quickly realizing Stu had no place to go. He dialed again hearing the mind numbing ring. Finally Stu picked up.

"Hello?" A woman spoke. "Uhm is Stu there?" The voice on the end belonged to his mother. A person Billy only met twice. "No, Stu went... Oh shit honey where did Stu go? What's his little girlfriend's name?" Billy listened closely trying to hear all of the conversation. He could barley make out a man's voice in the back which he assumed was Stu's father. "No not that one she died remember." Billy raised his eyebrows in surprise. Even he wasn't that insensitive and he murdered her. "Y/n, Stu is staying at Y/n's." Staying?

Billy laughed nervously. "No I don't think I heard you right ma'am. Did you say "staying?"" She rubbed her forehead wanting to hang up on the strange child. "Yes he moved out while we do renovations. Goodbye now." The line died leaving Billy to piece all this together. It was almost laughable. He managed to lose the only two people he cared about on this horrible planet and both of them were probably fucking without saying so much as one word to him. Billy grabbed his things deciding to pay you and Stu a visit.

The drive back to your place was nice. He had a plan and things always ran smoother with a plan. He parked a block down the street deciding to walk the rest of the way. Your bedroom light was on making it easy for people like Billy to see into your life. He was ready for the worst. Maybe he'd break in like a scorned lover and kill the both of you. It'd be poetic but it would easily trace back to him. With your fragile little heart it'd probably stop knowing you'd been caught.

He lifted the binoculars he brought up adjusting the lenses so he could see. You walked into the room wearing some nightgown that resembled something he's sure his grandmother wore. You were holding a bowl handing it to Stu who sat on the floor. Once you sat down you were completely out of view. Billy cursed under his breath as he thought up a new plan.

"You can't hog the m&ms asshole." You threw a blue one which he caught like a seal. Stu raised his eyebrows surprised he actually caught it. "I'm impressed." You clapped and he did a half bow sitting on the floor. "This is one of my favorite's." You said pointing towards the movie that just started. Stu rolled his eyes. "Everything is your favorite." He passed you the bowl of candy. "What is this again?" Stu asked only paying attention to long haired actor.

"Benny and Joon. I saw it when it came out with my ex." Stu was interested in that story but he let it go knowing how much you wanted to watch your movie. "Billy should grow his hair out like that." Stu said before he popped a handful of candy in his mouth showing you the mashed up contents. "Why are you so nasty?" He laughed looking back towards the TV. "No, long haired boys have too much power over me. He keeps playing though I'm going to buzz off what hair he does have."

You were oblivious to the man in your home and Billy was scared for you. No wonder you needed someone to protect you. The key was still in the same place it was Saturday after they left your house. He wished he could relive that day. Billy heard his name so he stopped moving trying to hear what Stu was saying. He thought you were furious at him but you talked about him like he was still your friend.

Stu laughed. "In that case I'll grow mine out." He was only half joking. "I think you could pull it off. Grow it too long though you run the risk of looking like Shaggy form Scooby Doo." You teased tossing a m&m up letting your friend catch it. "I'll keep it like it is then. I have thought about dyeing it though." You squinted picturing him with different colored hair. "What color?" Stu scratched his head in thought. "White or maybe frosted tips." You cringed at the thought of frosted tips. "Fuck I'll make sure never to play poker with you. Damn." He laughed at the obvious face you made.

Billy crept up the stairs just enough to be able to see in your room. "Oh shhh. I think blonde hair would look good on you but frosted tips is just too gay even for you." He gasped as he brought his hand up to his forehead like he was about to faint. "Yeah you're probably right." He dropped the act eating more candy. "Besides once we graduate we'll pack our shit and leave. You could dye your hair whatever color you want. What's your opinion on cottages?"

You sat on the bed with a big bowl of candy while Stu sat in the floor at the end of the bed. Billy was relieved and a little disappointed there was no sinful act happening. Where did this leave him though? Were you both just waiting for him to make a move? You didn't tell him how to fix things and that bothered the hell out of him.

"You're worried about frosted tips being gay but you want me to live in a cottage with you? I might as well wrestle naked with Billy outside just to show off to the neighbors." You pursed your lips. "Include baby oil and I'll be there." Stu laughed scrunching his face. "You are an absolute freak. Me too." You both laughed eventually focusing back on the movie.

It was nice to know Stu was still his usual self but it was odd seeing you adapt to who you were around. The baby oil comment which Billy did not want to unpack is something you'd never say to his face. You were carefree around Stu and it felt like for the first time since he met you he was seeing who you actually were.

"Someone's at the door." Stu said pausing the VCR. You groaned knowing Billy was showing back up to either kill you or try some stupid attempt of convincing you that you need him. "I'll get it. Stay up here I don't want a fight." Stu nodded laying back on your floor. You walked to the front door trying to prepare yourself for whatever was about to happen. "What do you want Billy?" Billy had a small window of time to back out.

"May I come in?" He asked and you knew he was about to put on an Oscar worthy performance. "You may." You said bemused as you moved out of the way letting him in. "Can you tell Stu to come down here I need to talk to him too." Your blood ran cold. Billy knew and you were both likely dead. "How'd you know?" The door locked in placed once you shut it. "I called his house and his mom picked up." You sighed nodding your head. "Hey Stu, can you come down here?" You called out worried for the both of you.

Stu was terrified. He felt like a child in trouble. The walk of shame down the steps was especially embarrassing seeing Billy at the end of them. "Hey Stu." He said sending the boy a small smile. Your new roommate shot you a look saying something along the lines of "what the fuck?" Billy knew he had to choose his words very carefully. "Um can you both just sit down for a second?" Oh yeah the cops were sure to find you and Stu tomorrow.

Both you and Stu sat on the couch looking at your friend stand in front of you. "I'll be the first to say I'm not good at this." He looked to the floor only looking up once Stu spoke. "No kidding." He joked but you looked at him with eyes that could only tell him to shut up. Billy chuckled before talking again. "I'm sorry." You analyzed those two words over and over in your head. They sounded genuine but they couldn't be coming from Billy, could they? "I am sorry for what I did to both of you. Stu I'm most ashamed about what I've done to you."

Billy was walking on eggshells here. His eyes darted over at you reading you expression. You weren't mad. Stu has suffered Billy's wrath way longer than you've known him. "I really do care about you, I'm just scared of what people think about me. I hate the way people stare at us when we're out in public it makes me want to peel my skin off. I shouldn't take that out on you or make you feel as awful as I do. So I really am sorry." Billy's words worked on Stu you saw it in real time. You still couldn't figure out what was genuine and what was bullshit.

"Y/n." It was a good start but how was he going to finish it? The moment he tried to put the blame on someone other than himself you swore you'd beat his ass. You and Stu would have a body to dispose of. "I was and still am a horrible person. I never once thought about how you felt or how what I did affected you because I never cared." It hurt but it was honest. The way kids stared and whispered about him today, he couldn't begin to imagine what you went through on a daily basis.

"I'm going to change." You laughed dryly turning your head away from him. Billy dropped to his knees in front of you holding your hands in his. You were losing. He knew what he was doing and it was working. "I'm going to get better because I can't imagine a world without you and Stu in it. I know you can make it on your own but I can't. I need you a million times more than you need me and I know that. Not just to cook or clean but I need you to squeeze my arm when you watch a scary movie. I need you to call me out on my shit when I'm obviously spinning a story my way."

"I need you Y/n." Stu looked at Billy never seeing him open up like this. "You don't even know me." You quipped trying to be the voice of reason. Billy's voice cracked as he spoke. "Then teach me. I'll take notes if you want me to. This whole thing was to start over. We could bump into each other somewhere and we will meet for the first time all over again. I just need you Y/n, whatever version you give me I'll be happy to have." You lost. "Will you two excuse me for a moment?" You politely stood up going up stairs to your bathroom. Shutting the door you then turned on the faucet to full blast. The sink was going and eventually so was the tub. "Is she running water?" Billy asked worried he had done something wrong. You screamed so loud Stu honest to God thought the neighbors would call the cops. "Is she okay?" Billy asked standing up to go check on you. Stu stuck his arm out stopping him. "She does this."

You calmly returned, both the boys worried you might pass out from the length of the screams. "What do you want?" You asked Billy as you leaned on the door frame. "What do you mean?" This time he just wanted your forgiveness. He wanted to try again. "I accepted your apology. What do you want from us? Do you want us to go upstairs so we can some a threesome or are you actually wanting to figure this out?" It was sarcastic but you saw the brief second of consideration pass your friends faces. "I want us to be friends again at least. Did you know some bitches sat at our water fountain today?" He looked at Stu starting a whole new conversation. "Are they blind we sit there everyday?"

You snapped grabbing their attention. "I'm not fucking around. If we do this we do it right. I'm not getting hurt again and if I do I'm cutting someone's balls off." Stu put his finger to the tip of his nose quickly. "Not it!" He shouted making Billy smack his arm. "Ow man I was joking." He wasn't joking. "Am I understood?" The boys looked at each other not sure if they should feel this way about you right now. "Understood." Billy said as Stu echoed him. "Great! Now who wants dinner?"

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Part 12

A/N: I am absolutely in shock by how much love this series is getting. I just wanted to let everyone know that the taglist is now closed. Thank you all so much for being so kind and supportive. 💕

(if your name has a line through it Tumblr wouldn't let me tag you.)

[zapreportsblog]

(I don't know if you do smut and or poly ghostface and if you don't then just ignore this <3)

the reader and stu and billy have all been in a relationship together for a while but have yet to have sex (they've done just about everything else tho ;)) because the reader is a virgin and stu and billy have been respectful of that because they love her. Anyways, she tells them that she's ready to have sex and stu and billy are excited. When they have sex stu and billy are quite sweet with her but are still very much stu and billy.

(I'm so sorry if that made no sense and if you don't understand that's totally ok. I just wanna see stu and billy being a little nice during sex <33)

I do indeed write smut and for poly ghostface

❝movie night❞

✭ pairing : billy loomis x reader x stu macher

✭ fandom : scream

✭ summary : (y/n) is secretly dating her two best friends Sidney and Tatum boyfriends behind their backs and after movie night, the night takes a turn in interesting way

✭ slashers masterlist

You were in the living room with Sidney and Tatum for the weekly movie night at Stu's place, it had been something the small friendship group has included you on upon moving here a few months back but during those months of moving here interesting things have happened.

You ended up in a secret affair with boy boyfriends of Tatum and Sidney and though you felt wrong about being with them behind the two girls back but at the same time it was exciting.

Stu and Billy stood in the kitchen, they were getting some popcorn and drinks for not only themselves but for the girls as well. “How long is the popcorn gonna take?” Stu whined.

Billy as usual paid the tall boy any mind, “In a few more minutes,” he says for what felt like the hundredth time.

The boys could hear the giggles from rooms away, “What they laughing about?” Billy asks as Stu comes up behind him and plants his head on his shoulder. “Who knows? Maybe it’s stupid girl gossip,” stu mumbles. All he wanted was the fucking popcorn.

"Wait what!" Tatum almost shouted out if it hadn’t been for you shushing her to keep her volume low so no one else heard, but the boys were officially intrigued.

“What you think she told Tatum to make her react like that?” Stu silently questioned billy who didn’t reply instead seemed to be listening out for more information for they kept silent with their ears open.

"No way, there's no way at all! No offense." Tatum said slightly shocked at the news given to her.

"I just never got around to it, that's all.” You sounded embarrassed now, now they were really curious what could have caused you to feel that way.

"There's no fucking way that you are a virgin!”

“Shush!”

Billy and Stu whip their heads towards one another, and now since they were looking at each other they could make out what the other was thinking. It was like they were having some weird bro conversation in their minds, talking with their expressions.

They had to have misheard her. You, the girl who wore skimpy pajamas to bed with them and short dresses, the same you, was apparently a virgin? No way.

But at the same time it would make sense on certain things. Like why you only every made out with them and let them touch your boobs but when things almost went further you would stop them with flushed cheeks telling them not tonight.

At first they thought you were just being a tease and they were all here for it, they could wait a little bit but upon now learning of this information. Oh the night just got a little better

"What's that supposed to mean?" You were a bit offended at what Tatum said.

"Well, to be honest, we all thought you had sex with Randy." Imagine the look on your face when she said that, “What?! No way, ew! Randy and me are just friends.”

“Yeah but like, he follows you around like a lost puppy." Sidney interjects with her arms crossed over her chest, cheeks flushed from the whole sex talking happening right now

"He does not!" You said, flustered. Sure Randy was a bit clinging but it was because you were the only one who really paid him any mind or gave him the time of day.

Sure he hung out with others, others being your friendship group when you all were together with one another but no one’s really hung out with him alone, you took time out of your day to do that. To make him feel included.

"Randy's got a massive crush on you, (y/n).” Tatum states. “How you let that go over your head, I’ll have no idea,” she laughs.

At that moment, Stu and Billy decide to enter the room, causing all three girls to immediately stop talking about the whole topic and start watching the movie.

“Thank you,” you say taking the bowl of popcorn from Billy’s hand, fingers crossing against one another’s briefly.

“Thanks babe,” Tatum said taking her drink from Stu’s hand.

Throughout the whole movie, it was the Thing playing by the way, a really good movie at that. Billy and Stu couldn’t focus though, their minds elsewhere.

Billy thinks of all the things he could do to you, to ruin you for any other man (or woman). He wasn’t sure if you were bisexual like Stu or experimental like some people.

Billy sits at the farthest part of the couch from the TV, Sidney leaned against his side and Stu is at the other end, with Tatum on his side. You lay between them, your back pressing up against Billy's side, with your feet draped across Stu. The only real people watching the movie intently at this point had to be everyone else but Billy.

Before long Billythe movie is over and Tatum and Sidney are grabbing their stuff and making their way towards the door. “It’s been fun but my stupid brother says I have to be home after the movie otherwise he’ll drop me off at school in the cop car for a whole week, like ew!” Tatum says.

“Yeah and my dad says he doesn’t want me out late with everything happening, you know.” Sidney says sheepishly.

"Bye Tatum, Bye Sid." You say getting up from your spot to walk both girls to the door. “I’d probably crash here like always,” you laugh, you had decided you would stay for just a bit longer to hang out with the boys. You could’ve went home but what was the point of going back to an empty house.

The boys bid their goodbyes to Sidney and Tatum, giving both girls a hug and a kiss - after all they were their “girlfriends” so had to keep up appearances as loving boyfriends to the pair. But once the door was closed, all bets were off they table and they were free to be who they truly were with you.

Stu is the one to close the door, and you had already walked back to the living room and plopped yourself up onto the couch, sprawling out across it.

“I’m bored now!” You groaned.

"You want some food?" Stu asks from by the doorway with Billy at his side. “I noticed you hadn’t really eaten much -“

"Yeah sure!" You yell back, staring at the tv. The end credits from the thing were still playing but you knew it would be off shortly so you didn’t really care all that much

Billy and Stu headed towards the big kitchen, as Billy looks through the cabinets searching for some form of food that you may want.

"So what are we gonna do about the elephant in the room?" Stu asks quietly, leaning against the counter next to Billy.

“If by elephant you mean finding out that (y/n) is a virgin then yeah, I’m working something out right now in my head.

“Well are we just going to ignore it or go with the original plan."

The original plan had been for them to take her as ghostface forcefully because man was it such a turn on seeing her eyes wide with fear and lower lip quivering as she tried to keep her voice silent.

"No way, this changes everything.” Billy replies pulling out a box of cereal from the pantry.

“It does?” Stu says grabbing a bowl and spoon from the dishwasher.

“Yeah, if anything we’ll make our move tonight and make it special in the process.”

Stu and Billy return to the living room with a bowl of your choice of cereal, and hand it to you. “I couldn’t really find you anything you might want right now,” billy says.

You nod in their direction as a thanks, whiles they were gone you had taken to putting on another horror movie and now you were way too engrossed in the movie to realize that they were now sitting on either side of you.

Trapping you like a fly in a spiders web.

But what you do notice is that Billy lays a hand on your soft thigh. Stu immediately takes notice of how your breath hitches at the unexpected touch and how you suddenly are clenching your thighs together.

Stu looks towards Billy from the corner of his eye and then puts his arm around your shoulders.

Billy takes this as a sign, and slowly creeps his hand up your thigh as you attempt to hide how your breathing picks up and your face grows red from his touch.

He had this effect on you, both boys did and they knew it. Bastards were toying with you now that both girls were gone

Billy’s hand come to a stop, but he is now dangerously close to your clothes vaginal area. He’s so close he can feel the warmth radiating off of it. God he wanted to take you right here and then.

At this point, you aren't paying any attention to the movie, anymore. No you’re far to occupied with your breaths that are coming out in deep pants. When Billy goes to move his hand even closer, your hand rests on top of his, stopping him.

"B-billy?” Your voice is scolding and shaking, this behavior isnt anything new from him.

"What- what are you doing?"

Stu stays cuddled into your side, his own hand - his much larger, longer fingered hand at that moves to your thigh as well.

"What's the matter, sweetheart? Uncomfortable?" Stu teases, and you can’t help but to squirm under their watchful gaze. It’s like they are enjoying how nervous you are right now.

"N-no, it's just that-" You swallow the lump in your throat. "We are watching a movie." You squeak out as he dips his head down to lay opened mouth kisses on your neck.

“No baby girl, you got it all wrong. You’re watching the movie, stu and I are watching you.”

"Yeah princess, you can continue to watch the movie whiles billy and I continue what we’re doing," Stu says it like it's the simplest thing in the world. And you gasp, when he slides his hand underneath your dress, and makes his way into your underwear.

You hadn’t thought much about putting on the shortest white dress you could find in your closet, after all you were going to be hanging out with your friends - minus Randy, he had work tonight and plus it was comfortable and freeing and cute.

You moan embarrassingly loud when stu’s pointer finger swipes across your wet cunt. Stu laughs against your neck, and pulls away to smile wide at Billy.

"Dude she's so wet." He says and watches as Billy is shivering with excitement.

“Oh is she, well I guess I’ll just need to have a look and feel for myself." Before you can even scold them for talking about you like you aren't there. Stu dips his fingers into your underwear once more as well and slides his fingers across your cunt once more. Again you find yourself moaning at his touch, again.

This time Billy joins in and moves to rubbing slow circles around your clit.

It all feels like too much and not enough at the same time. And you're so confused, why are they acting like this? Tonight of all nights too?

"Billy, Stu." You whimper. "Why are you doing this?”

"It's okay, beautiful." Billy starts, as Stu continues to gently rub his finger against your cunt.

"You're ours remember, and as ours we just want t9 touch you and make you feel good."

“Yeah princess, don’t you want us to make you feel good?”

"wha-" You begin to speak, but Stu is quick to shut you up by slipping his long finger into you. Billy pulls his hand away, and you unintentionally whine in protest.

“God your so tight,” Stu practically growls out.

Billy can’t help himself, and without much thought he pulls you up into his lap. He’s now grabbing at your hips and even pulls you down to rub against his confined cock.

“Fuck,” you cry out from the pleasure you were feeling.

"J-jesus." He stutters, the feeling of your warm clothed cunt against his clothed length is heavenly to him. "She's so warm, Stu."

Stu hums in approval, coming up to stand in front of you. His hands slide underneath your white dress, pushing it up and over your tits.

You're basically naked now, sitting on Billy's lap with his cock pressing against your virgin cunt. And you're shaking mostly from arousal but also from confusion and anticipation.

‘It feels so good’ you think to yourself.

"She's shaking like crazy." Billy laughs at you, taking pleasure in the way you are feeling and it’s all their fault.

"I can tell." Stu responds, his hands massaging your tits as he gives them his absolute focus.

One of his hands goes to play your nipple, pinching it harshly. Stiffening it up as you whimper at the feelin, but a few seconds later you’re moaning loudly with Billy's lips wrap around the opposite nipple.

You’re back in bent in a odd way for billy can have access to your tits but it’s not uncomfortable.

Billy sucks on one, grazing it with his sharp teeth, and Stu takes the other inbetween his fingers, pinching and pulling on it. “You have such pretty tits princess.”

“Yeah she does,” billy pulls away to speak before going back at it with sucking on them.

You're so distracted by the pleasure you don't even notice Billy has now found a way to take off his pants and underwear. You gasp loudly when he presses himself against you. God he was so hard and god he was also so fucking big.

"Billy." You pant. "I can't -“

"Why not, sweetheart?" Billy tilts his head at you, and pouts his fingers once more playing with your tits.

He looks at you waiting for an answer that he already knows, asshole just wanted to hear you say it."I'm a virgin." You wince when you say it, expecting him to push you off and tell you to get out, somewhere in your head you’ve always feared their reaction to learning that you were a virgin.

He laughs, and Stu giggles, laying wet kisses across your neck.

Billy pulls you into another kiss, it's open mouthed and down right dirty. It leaves you aching and wanting more. One hand grips the side of your neck, and squeezes and you can feel yourself choking back a moan into his mouth. His other hand is on his cock, gently rubbing the tip against your still clothed clit.

You're rocking your hips, rutting against his dick.

Stu’s no longer on your tits, no now he’s sucking dark hickeys along the sides of your neck that Billy's hand isn't on. Before you can comprehend what’s happening, you feel it.

And that causes you stop all together when he moves his dick to your hole, your panties are still on, blocking him from entering but will it really be enough to stop him?

"You can't.” You’re begging now and Billy think's it's absolutely adorable. Stu laughs, his hand going to your hips to hold you still.

"Shhh, it's okay." Billy attempts to confront you. "Just the tip? please baby."

"But we don't have condoms." You gasp, as he begins to push in.

“No you’re right, but your panties are in the way so it’s alright.”

"I'll pull out after a few minutes,” He promises, but he knows he won't. He's got you exactly where he wants you. He wants to see you round in the belly area with his and Stu’s baby. He wants to feel the swell of your cunt when him and stu return home every day from killing horny teens. He just wants you all to himself, stu too.

So if you think he's going to miss out on the opportunity to cum inside of you? Oh you have another thing coming.

You begin whining even more when he gets the tip in. "It hurts." You murmur, tears welling in your eyes.

"Oh babe. Stu says, mockingly sympathetic as he rubs his thumb across your cheeks feeling the wet substance.

Billy moans at the feeling of your pussy clenching at the intrusion. He groans when he notices the tears falling from your eyes too. “Fuck,” he breathlessly mumbles out.

"Fuck man, she's crying." Stu moans out watching as billy pushes just a little further inside of you.

"Billy!”

Oh now you’re squealing, he's more inside you than just the tip as promised, and you're a little upset that he lied to you but are you truly?

"C'mon baby, just a little more. I won't go any further than that" Billy says, pushing in just a little bit with each word.

Your hands go to stu’s shoulder and you attempt to hide your face in his neck. But Stu grabs your own shoulders and leans you forward to pull you into a heated kiss. Suddenly, Bill grabs your hips and slams them down, pushing all the way into you. You cry out, pulling away from Stu.

"Damn, You're gonna break her," Stu laughs watching the scene with excitement, your panties are still on causing you to feel extra stuffed but they seem to be tearing at the sides now.

"If you could feel how tight she is you'd do the same thing." Billy groans, and you babble to yourself about something they can't seem to understand. He's hitting something so deep inside of you that you that you can't speak properly.

"Awww, look at her." Stu mocks. "She's so cock drunk she can't even speak."

You instinctually start rocking your hips, and Billy pulls out a bit, “Stu take her panties off quickly” he commands and Stu never one to displeasure billy listens, billy once more is shoving back inside of you and this time you moan, really loud at that.

Stu seems entranced, staring at where you and Billy are connected.

"You’re doing so damn well, sweetheart." Billy grunts, pressing into you and then pulling out, just to repeat the action all over again.

“You're so fucking beautiful." You moan at the praise.

There's a tightness in your stomach, and it seems to be getting tighter by the second.

"Look at, you’re so fucking dumb." Stu says, lips next to your ear now, “You thought that if you let Billy and me fuck you raw he wouldn't use the opportunity to cum inside you?" He laughs as if he’s just told them funniest joke, “Look at you now. So cock drunk, our sweet, dumb little whore."

"Huh?" You say, confused. "What?" You moan again, squeezing down on Billy's cock.

"Listen closely princess, Billy boy here is is going to cum inside you, and then i'm going to fuck you, then I'm gonna' cum inside your fucked out cunt. Me and him are just going to keep fucking this cunt until it’s all used up and sloppy from both of our cocks.”

You whine in protest, trying to pull away from Billy but when his dick starts twitching inside you and Stu reaches down and rubs at your clit, gently pinching every now and then before rubbing it again. That tightness in your stomach snaps, and you cry out, clenching around Billy’s dick as you shout out, “I’m cumming!”

You quiver in Billy's lap, waves of pleasure flowing through your body. You can now feel warmth flooding your cunt as he spills inside of you, filling you up with his every being.

You whine again, panting some more as Billy pulls from out of you, his cock softening but still twitching as it rests against your exposed cunt that drips with his cum.

"Yes, you are sweetheart." Stu says watching as you twitched slightly coming down from your high, “But now it’s my turn princess." Stu pulls you from off Billy's lap, slamming you down on the other end of the couch and positioning himself in between your legs.

“Don’t worry princess,” stu says noticing the look of fear in your eyes, “this is going to hurt some” - he says before slamming his way inside your used cunt.

[happy74827]

It’s the Matthew Lillard effect istg

Song: Criminal — Britney Spears

Movie: Five Nights at Freddy’s

Character: William Afton/Steve Raglan

[yuniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie]

Yandere Billy and Stu (4/4)

“Y/N!!”

“Get off of her-Shit!” Randy cursed, firing the gun a loud bang casted causing the shorter one to yell loudly, clutching a bleeding shoulder.

You felt the dizziness, “Randy!” I regained back to my senses, instinctively hands clutching the grass beneath, pulling your figure off to run to Randy.

The male fired at the other, leaving both lying down, “Come on! Get in the car-we have to go!” He held your hand, you whimpered. “Shit-“ he cursed, noticing your fucked up ankle.

“Can’t walk.” I breathed, stating the obvious. Randy nodded quickly. Shoving the gun into his backpocket he lifted you.

“I can’t find the others. I know they might be dead but we have to get out of here.” Randy started the car. Eyes frantic, “You need a doctor,” He saw your dazed like eyes,

He reached out, “We can reach, i called the police.” The male looked at y/n reassuringly, his hand intertwined tighter with her dainty one, she was breathing irregular.

Reaching back into your home, Randy rushed you in, the door began to burst down. “Shit theyre back!” Randy exclaimed.

Y/n used the wall to hold herself. Her eyes widening, “Randy!” She cried as the taller figure tackled him. The knife plunged without a second thought into Randy’s neck, making the poor male choke on his own blood,

You gasped when arms went around you, it was the shorter one. “Goddamnit Stu-Took your sorry ass long enough!” The modulator was gone, her eyes welled with tears. “Sorry man.” Stu flocked over to him, but your face filled with almost heartbreak. They were here all along,

“Why?” She couldn’t help but break into yet, another cry. “Why what, doll?” Billy, she hated that name coming from him. Y/n knew he was that sick bastard all along, “Why did you kill them? Sidney? Tatum? Dwight? And randy..they didn’t deserve this—“ “Sidney is a whore like her mother was.” Billy exclaimed, his hands clasping yours tightly, one hand reaching up to take off his mask, Stu Adjacent doing the same. You sniffled, backing into the counter behind you, Stu kneeled infront of you just beside Billy. “Isn’t it obvious? We love you baby.” Stu made a pout at you, mocking your sad expression. His thumb going under your eye. Wiping a soft tear. “Randy was a fool to even touch you,” Billy crooned at you,

It all didn’t make sense. “Why did you kill them? Why don’t you just kill me already?!” She broke, “Why do you hate me?”

Stu’s face went completely blank. Billy just froze completely. His hand held your cheek, “Why would i ever hate you, dollface?” He ran his hand up and down your face. “I’m suprised the police aren’t here.” Billy looked over at Stu, “What?” He asked irritatedly at why Stu was making such a face.

“The chloroform. Billy,” Billy’s jaw dropped a bit in realization, her eyes widened and anxiety bubbled back into her, struggling. “It’s all okay, Y/N.” Stu pressed the rag over her nose, tears ran down her face as she saw thwm.

The police had arrived too late. The only evidence ever found was Randy’s dead body yet, the window left ajar. No one was found.

You were missing.

[dreamties]

Polyam! Ghostface Comforting GN! Reader About Their SA

A/N- yeah. hiii. it's billy !! im back. again. plz read with caution- there is no mention of the assault itself (it is alluded to many times; there are no intimate details), still. you know yourself best. stay safe lovelies <33

I tried keeping the assaulters identity neutral- but let me know if i messed up and used he/him pronouns at all and i'll edit the post :3

Billy is unable to understand the full scope of your traumas, however, he understands that it runs deep, that if your anything like he is that you feel it in your bones and the ache of your body.

Trauma is so personal and crushing. He wants nothing more than to take that away from you, endlessly lift your spirits, he wants to make you feel whole again. Loves you too much to see you like this.

He can't do that. As much as he and Stu can do, they can't erase what has already happened. He will be there as much as he can, for whatever you need. He has always been devoted to his loves- it increases tenfold when you open up about your assault.

Stu automatically wants to kill the perpetrator, takes Billy aside to tell him all his gruesome thoughts- until Billy stops him. Tells him, roughly, to shut up. You don’t know what you're talking about, man. Our little love needs to make that choice on their own.

Billy talks about it with Stu beforehand obvi. Billy wants to wait for you to ask them about killing your assaulter, while Stu would go to you and ask straight up if you want to be the one to kill them (if you want them dead. He won't understand if you desire to keep them alive tee bee aich, but he'll honor your choice).

Stu just like. He doesn't get it. He doesn't handle it well at first. He's far too brash and laughing- well. Not laughing, he knows enough to realize that would have been a bad move. Though he seems to not know enough as he's all jokes still.

Both boys are so emotionally stunted- Stu has only had to comfort girlfriends before (which, he was admittedly not the best at. He stole apologies and one liners from movies) and the brief vulnerable moments that Billy allows himself to show. C'mon, give him a pass, okay? He's trying :(

Stu's comforts are all hugs and cuddles and gifts- depending how you react to those things, maybe he won't have to branch out too hard. Either way you'll need more than one source or level of comfort- Stu WILL learn new things for you, though.

He has a hard time if you don't want physical touch! He gets all whiny about it and it pisses you off, you have to give him a stern talking to that it's NOT about him and he has no right to act like that. Psssh whatever . . .

(he's really sorry though. He promises)

He buys you so many things, as if that will ever make what happened okay. He hopes you appreciate it though. He'll get all sorts of comfort items, food and stuffies and stuff that he KNOWS you love. He'll buy it in bulk if he has to lol

For learning things, it's hard on all of you, but he and Billy will try their darndest to be emotionally available (just for you, babe!!). Billy is good at listening, Stu needs to get better with it.

Billy just listens to what you have to say, and I think on really emotional nights he opens up about his own trauma. He opens his wounds so you know he genuinely cares and is committed to you. Regardless of anything and everything. Billy will make himself a permanent fixture in your life, always.

(again really not that Stu wouldn't but it's so different y'all)

ALSO NIGHTMARES OHMYGOD

If you have nightmares they'll stay up with you until you're ready to fall asleep (or at least try).

They make it an all-nighter and pretend they were always planning for movie night. If you want to watch something that's not horror? Yeah, that's okay!

Most of Stu's VHS collection is horror lol

Though he does have some buddy comedies and cheesy romcoms. He owns one or two mysteries cause Billy likes them.

Anyways !!! Have your pick darlin' <333 They won't judge or complain

Admittedly they aren't great with panic attacks. Billy gets anxious- what if he makes it WORSE? He'd hate himself for it. Stu is surprisingly good at grounding you though :D

All in all- it's an adjustment for everyone. They're gonna be there for you forever though, okay? Good luck getting rid of them <3

[pixiexdusts-world]

Incorrect Quote

Y/n: What's the signal when something goes wrong?

Stu: We yell, 'oh shit.'

Billy: ...That'll work.

[felinecyan]

Karma

[Billy Loomis x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: Karma gets the best of people. But so do unwanted memories.

WC: 1409

Category: Angst, Survivor!Hallie (because she deserves sm more love)

Summerween is still a thing, right? 💀 Oh well, here’s a slasher fic anyway…

『••✎••』

Karma always finds a way to make itself known. It is the great equalizer. You would think that a guy like Billy Loomis, a teenage psychopath, would know that better than anyone. He should've known that murdering half the town would come back to haunt him.

He should've known, but he was too far gone in his own narcissism to understand.

But, despite that, It's amazing how quickly a town can forget about a mass murder when a bigger tragedy strikes. In Woodsboro, the recent killings were all but forgotten about by the time of the anniversary of the first murders. People were more excited to talk about the new Stab movie being released rather than the killings that happened just two years prior.

You, on the other hand, would never be able to forget.

You had been friends with Randy Meeks ever since elementary school. Your parents had been good friends, and your mother was a huge horror movie buff, so it was no surprise when the two of you bonded over your shared love of horror.

Your friendship with him was cut short the day he died.

And even though it wasn’t Billy but his mother who had killed your Randy, you still felt Billy’s haunted presence in the school. In your head, you thought that you could sometimes see him walking around, even if it was only for a second. You could swear that you saw him in the corner of your eye or heard his maniacal laugh as you walked past his old locker.

It had gotten to the point where you couldn't focus in class because you were afraid that Billy was going to be lurking outside, waiting to strike. You felt a lot of resentment towards Sidney for surviving—for yourself, while Randy hadn't.

It truly should’ve been you. I mean, you dated Billy for a bit; you should've seen the signs. If anything, you deserved to take Randy’s place for being shitty at reading people.

Well, Randy couldn’t see his best friend was a killer either. So really, he was just as shitty as you were.

After Randy was killed, you didn't go out much anymore. Stu and Randy were everywhere, but you found the worst one was Billy.

You’d see him staring, his eyes burning a hole into your skull. Even when you turned around and he wasn’t there, you still felt him.

The only time you really got out of the house was when Hallie forced both you and Syd to join her at the movies. It was horror, of course, it was, but she truly believed that seeing the movie would get the trauma out of your system and into the fictional world where it belonged.

Sydney, of course, wanted nothing to do with the movie and stayed home.

Which left you with Hallie. You would’ve stayed home, too, if it wasn’t for the convincing words and the promise of ice cream afterward.

Hallie was practically bouncing in her seat, excitedly looking at the trailers before the movie. You sat beside her, trying not to make it too obvious that you were glancing around the room every few seconds.

The theater was pretty much empty, with only a few people scattered throughout. It was a small town, after all, and not many people would want to watch a movie that was now too realistic.

You looked down at the popcorn in your hands that Hallie had forced upon you and sighed. This was a terrible idea.

You didn't notice the person sitting down next to you until they spoke.

"This brings back old memories, doesn’t it?”

You froze. You didn’t need to look to know who was talking. His voice was a voice that you had been hearing in your head for two years now.

Slowly, you turned to face Billy. He was grinning at you, and he looked more alive than ever. Except now, there were blood stains covering him and a nice small bullet hole right in the center of his forehead.

You tried not to focus on it too much.

"Go away." You demanded quietly, afraid to draw any attention to yourself. Hallie was too enamored with the trailers to pay any attention to you, but you didn’t want to risk it.

If you were going to be haunted by a psychopath, it would’ve made better sense for it to be Stu. Annoying people was right up his alley, while Billy would normally just ignore you and do whatever the hell he wanted.

"Why?" Billy asked, his grin growing wider. "It's been a while since we last talked. Hell, Randy, and Stu haven't shut up, so it's a nice change to hear someone else."

"You don't deserve to say his name," you spat out, your hands curling into a fist. Billy looked down at the fist, and his gaze darkened.

"Look at you, trying to be all tough. Sydney must have rubbed off on you a bit. That or you've always had a bit of a temper." He mused, a hand coming up to rest under his chin.

"What do you want from me?" You hissed, trying not to raise your voice. A little side glance from Hallie told you that you weren't doing a very good job.

But she went back to the commercials, waiting impatiently for the movie to start, and Billy laughed. He laughed harder than he had before, his eyes closing as the cackles shook his whole body.

"Want from you? Nothing. I'm just here to enjoy the movie." Billy grinned. You glared, your lips curling back into a snarl.

"No, you're not. You're not real."

He smiled at that. "I’m as real as you want me to be, Princess. Why is it that I’m here and not Randy? I mean, you claim to be his best friend. So you tell me, why isn’t he here and I am?"

You opened your mouth to tell him to fuck off, but you were cut off by the lights dimming, and the intro music started. Hallie let out a whoop, and Billy settled into his seat, turning his attention away from you.

The movie wasn't even that good; the acting was mediocre, and the special effects were even worse. You had no idea why this movie was so popular.

You blamed Randy's previous influence as a horror movie expert.

Hallie seemed to be enjoying herself, and she kept whispering her thoughts about the movie to you. You only half-listened, your attention still focused on Billy. You could feel the ghost of his hand resting on your leg, the coldness seeping through your jeans.

You tried your best to ignore him, but Billy was determined to make sure you didn't.

"God, can't believe how bad this movie is," he complained, shaking his head. "I'm almost embarrassed for these people."

You never felt the urge to throw popcorn more than in that moment.

"Stop it," you said through gritted teeth. "Just leave me alone."

"Why? It's not like you have any actual friends left, so I'm the only company you'll get. Sydney, sure, but psycho analyst over there? She might’ve escaped once, but she's not smart enough to do it again."

Your anger spiked at his words, and you were about to reach over and hit him, but his hand caught your wrist, his grip tight.

"Ah, ah, ah," he tutted. "Remember, we're in public. Can't have you acting out, can we?"

The grip shocked you. Because it wasn’t the ghost-like touch that you had become so accustomed to; no, it was real, solid like a normal human's grip.

You pulled your wrist back and turned to stare at him. You wanted to say something, ask him what the hell was happening, but his smile told you that he already knew.

The grip was his way of reminding you that no matter how much you wanted him gone, he was still there. He wasn't going to disappear.

Billy leaned back and smiled at you, his hand reaching out to touch your cheek.

"Enjoy the rest of your movie,” He whispered, his breath sending a shiver down your spine. “I know I’ll enjoy mine.”

Then, not even a second later, he was gone. You didn’t see him leave, or hear him, or even feel him.

His touch was replaced with a cold breeze, and the only thing that you were left with was a memory and the promise of a sequel.

[stinkygirl009]

Keep me way from psyc(hot)ic men.