#billy loomis (belle’s version)

[prettybabybaby]

Billy Loomis no con-ing Sidney’s younger sister in front of her but she can’t do anything because he has a gun to the sisters head 😋

¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !

content: noncon, dark!billy loomis, adopted!prescott!reader, gun (not detailed)

¡ scream masterlist !

everything is blurry, muddled by salty water filling your eyes. the cold metal had warmed as it pressed against your sweaty, hot head. the damp curtains of billy’s hair swing up and down his face with every thrust of his hips and his warm pants fan your face in sync.

you can see sidney’s faint outline and hear her protests despite the thumping of your heart and the distracting sound of your wetness and slapping skin. you blink, catching the way her hands rest on the sides of her face and fire blazes in her watery eyes.

billy’s thumb swipes your scorching cheek, coating the pad with your river of tears before he slipped it into your parted lips. he let out a breathy laugh when you recoiled, brows pulled together.

you finally made eye contact with sidney, going from restrained, silent cries to sobs at the helpless look in her eyes.

[tricoufamily]

character/story influences tag

Rules: Write up a blurb or make a visual collage of the people or characters (from books, TV shows, movies, etc.) that inspired your OC, either visually, personality wise, or just a general vibe.

i misremembered this tag completely it was all about characters the whole time and i hallucinated the story part? so i guess everyone who did the character version like 2 years ago has to do the story version now sry

tagging @literalite idk who else hasn't done it do it!!!!!! it's fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(media/characters in order) this is the fall: succession, maurice, romeo and juliet, saturn devouring his son, that random dark academia bridge i saw that one time on tv that birthed the entire idea amen blood sports: the batman, the sopranos, macbeth, joker, jesus of suburbia music video, preacher's daughter hugo: fiona from shameless, yuuri from yuri on ice, belle, michael corleone, haruhi from ouran, sophie from howl's moving castle, wirt, elizabeth from pride and prejudice, mycroft holmes, saturn's son beckett: macbeth, arkham riddler, jack dawson, john marston rdr2, gotham riddler, billy loomis, jack skellington, stu scream, dano riddler, timothee chalamet's guy in lady bird, pretty odd era ryan ross, lead singer of midland specifically in the burn out video (it's where the mustache was birthed), kurt cobain, river phoenix connor: dutch rdr2, tony soprano, lady macbeth, arkham penguin, jd heathers, arkham origins joker, lestat, gotham penguin, robbie gravity falls, robert pattinson in the lighthouse, jade from victorious, amy lee, revenge era gerard way

[opposums-love-arson]

Scream Queen Book 1: Conventional Final Girl

Chapter 2

Chapter 1 / Chapter 3

Stu Macher x Reader x Billy Loomis

  The last class of the day rolled around, for the most part it was bland until- “(y/n),” The teacher called out my name, waving a slip of paper in his hand. “Head office would like to see you.” I could hear students murmur and gossip about how it was my turn to be interrogated. Stu and Billy, they sat on either side of me, gave me both sympathetic but entertained stares like they were waiting for something. God, this whole thing was just so weird! I felt like there were eyes on me the entire time I was walking to the office, I felt queasy and uncomfortable just thinking about Casey’s body. How it must’ve just hung there, swinging with her intestines on display for her parents to come out to...it's so gross! It’s so frightening. 

“You wanted to see me?” I asked as I walked in, a little weirded out by the whole ordeal. 

Standing by the door was Dewey and Sheriff Burke sat next to him while Principal Himdry stood at his desk. 

“Yes, Ms. (l/n) please come and sit.” The principal said, I did just that. 

“We just got done talking to your sister,” Dewey said, looking up from his notepad. 

“Good to know,” I nodded, not really knowing what to say right now. 

They asked me simple questions like “How are you?”, “Where were you last night?”, “How are your parents?”, even “Were you close to Casey Becker?” Of course I told them the truth, I had no reason to lie. I just wanted to get back to class but on my way back the bell for the end of school rang. So instead I went to the fountain where everyone usually meets. Over the loudspeaker Principal Himbry’s voice could be heard trying to rush kids home, it definitely wasn’t working. Everyone was already here so I just flopped down on the concrete ground in front of Tatum and her boyfriend.

“What questions did they ask you, Sid?” Tatum looked over to the girl in question as she braided strands of my hair with Stu. 

“Well, they asked me if I knew Casey.” She responded as she sat between her boyfriend’s legs. 

“Hey they ask if you like to hunt?” Stu looked up from my hair and turned his view to the other couple. 

“Yeah they did, they ask you?” Billy returned the question, as he threw something into the fountain. 

“Why would they ask you if you like to hunt?” Tatum wondered, looking in between everyone. 

Wasn’t it obvious though? 

“Because their bodies were gutted.” Pipped up Randy, no doubt trying to scare Tatum. I nudged his leg, receiving an annoyed grunt from him in response. 

That wasn’t it. 

“Thank you, Randy.” Billy said even though he looked down at my face. I know who the non-sarcastic version of that thank you was for. 

“They didn’t ask me if I like to hunt,” Tatum said, looking out into nothing in particular. 

“That’s because we live in a sexist patriarchal society,” I mumbled as I leaned back into Tatum’s legs. Letting Stu poke little flowers into my hair.

“Wow real wise (y/n),” I could practically hear Randy roll his eyes. 

“It’s cause there’s no way a girl coulda’ killed them,” Stu said as he looked between his friends and girlfriend. 

“Literally, just proved my point Stu,” I groaned rolling my head over while Tatum kept playing with my hair. 

“That’s so sexist, the killer could easily be female, Basic Instinct.” Tatum retorted, trying to be on my side. 

Before I could correct her Randy beat me to it, “That was an ice pic, not exactly the same thing”

“There’s been loads of movies with female killers! I mean for starters Home for The Holidays or Girls Nite Out also known as The Scaremaker and-” Before I could finish I was cut off with a light kick.

“Yeah yeah, anyways Casey and Steve were completely hollowed out.” Stu said, “The fact, it takes a man to do something like that.” 

“Or a man’s mentality.” Tatum said, totally mocking Stu’s words. This made me giggle a bit earning another kick from Stu. 

“How do you gut someone?” Sid asked, her question obviously rhetorical and voice shaky. We all paused and looked over at her, I grabbed her hand and squeezed a bit. This time she squeezed back. 

Stu obviously didn’t understand or maybe he did but didn’t care considering he said, “You take the knife.” This made Billy perk up. “And you slit em from the groin to sternum.” Stu finished. 

“Hey, it’s called tact you fuckrag.” Billy said in a slightly rude and defensive tone. And here I thought he was going to stick up for my big sis. 

“Hey Stu, didn’t you used to date Casey?” Sid asked, trying to make Stu as uncomfortable as she was. 

 This shocked Stu a little, though he was quickly back to his usual playful self. 

“Yeah for like two seconds,” He scoffed out with a slight smirk. 

Popping his head into the conversation Randy said, “Before she dumped you for Steve.” Oh no. 

“I thought you dumped her for me?” Tatum asked a slightly confused and hurt expression forming on her face. I leaned my head on her knees all while still looking up at the couple.

“I did, he’s full of shit,” Stu said as he used his head to gesture to Randy. 

“And are the police aware that you dated the victim?” Randy asked, obviously instigating something between him and Stu. 

“Oh no,” I groaned out. 

“What are you saying? That I killed her?” Stu asked, eyebrows knitted together, obvious offense written on his face. 

“It would certainly improve your high school Q,” said Randy

Scooting up to Stu’s chest Tatum said, “Stu was with me last night, okay?”

“Yeah I was,” Stu said in an elongated tone, putting his arm around Tatum. 

“I think I’m going to be sick,” I rolled my eyes as I stood up and went to go sit next to Randy. While Tatum and Randy seemed to laugh a little at this, Stu seemed kind of hurt. 

I arched a brow at him as if to ask why but it was totally ignored when Randy asked, “Was that before or after he sliced and diced!?” 

It was obvious that Sid was getting uncomfortable, both Billy and I could see it. 

“Fuck you nut-case, where were you last night?” Tatum asked as she leaned on Stu. 

“Working, thank you.” Randy chimed. I’m pretty sure those were two seperate answers. 

“Oh at the video store? I thought they fired your sorry ass,” Tatum retorted

Before Randy’s stupid mouth could say anything more I spoke up, “They did. Twice.” 

This earned a laugh from everyone except Sidney and Randy, I thought Sid would at least give a little giggle? 

“I didn’t kill anybody.” Stu said in a quiet now calm but still a little offended tone. 

“Nobody said you did,” Billy said, raising his expression at the word did. That is what I mean by shady. 

“Thanks buddy!” Stu said now back to his more regular sarcastic enthusiasm. 

“Besides, it takes a man to do something like that,” Randy you stupid motherfucker. He made it quite clear that he was mocking Stu. The ‘perfect’ impression. 

“Yuh I’m gonna gut your ass in a second kid!” Stu exclaimed back to Randy. 

“Tell me something, did you really put her liver in the mailbox? Cause I heard they found her liver in the mailbox!” Randy’s voice got more high pitched with every couple words. “Next to her spleen and her pancreas.” 

“Randy, you goon-fuck, I’m trying to eat here!” Tatum said as she threw a grape at him? 

At this point it was noticeable that Sidney felt like she was going to puke so she picked up her backpack and kissed Billy goodbye. 

“Yeah, Randy, Tatum’s getting mad. Better liver alone.” Stu said with the shitty timed pun and both of those piss-for-brains boys started chuckling. 

“Liver alone!” Stu exclaimed out loud, letting his tongue drop out like some stupid hyeana. 

It was obvious Billy was ready to punch him but I quickly beat him to it. “Stop being a total jackass for once in your life Stu,” I said before jogging to catch up with my step sister. 

“Ow, liver, liver- it was a joke…” I could hear Stu’s playful goofy tone get a little disappointed as I walked by Sid’s side. 

  “Stu can be a real ass sometimes,” I say as I lean my head on Sidney’s shoulder. “Tell me about it,” she said as we waited for the school bus. Doesn’t he know when to shut up? Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy how funny and care free he can be but only when it’s at the right times. That wasn't the right time. “Do you want to spend the night at Tatum’s tonight?” Sid asked, looking down at me the best she could. I continue looking at the street in front of us when I say, “Yeah sure, but only if you ask.” Sid just shakes her head and smiles a little before saying, “We’ve all been hanging out together for six months, how come you still can’t ask her these things?” I just shrug. “I just still feel a little nervous, like I don’t know anyone still.” That wasn’t the entire truth. The real reason was because Stu confessed to me a few nights ago and I… punched him because of it. I know stupid but I didn’t know what to do! Like yeah I really like him too but he’s Tatum’s boyfriend! Sid nudges me to look up at her and I do so. “Look, (y/n), we’re family and so are our friends. You can feel free to ask them anything, besides you looked pretty close when Stu was putting flowers in your hair,” She said with a small smirk. “Yeah and so was Tatum!” I exclaimed, receiving a ‘shut up’ down the street. “You’re never going to fess up to it,” Sid said, this time leaning her head on my shoulder. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

[nbghost88]

MY FIRST FAN FICTION

Billy Loomis X Reader

So... this is the first time I have written and posted a fiction. Please let me know on what I can improve.

Warning: SMUT. MINORS DO NOT INTORACT.

enjoy :)

------------------------------------------------------------------------------You, Stu, Billy, Randy and Tatum are sat at the fountain. You are leaning on Billy while you all talk about Casey Becker’s death "Personally I think she was a bitch." Billy had announced Stu replied with "yeah, she was."  Billy look over at you and he pulls you to him "I never liked her. she may have looked innocent but she was definitely a whore" you replied to their shared opinion Billy smirks as you say what you think about Casey Becker and he moves his hand to around your waist possessively "Yeah she was a little slut, always walking around with nothing but a bra and a skirt. always showing too much skin.” You nodded "thank god she is gone" you looked at Billy and then at Stu with a smirk. You knew their secret after all you was a part of it. Billy laughs and nods his head in agreement "Yep, thank god she's gone.” You nodded and that's when the bell rang signaling that it's time for class Billy looks at his watch and stands up, he pulls you up with him and kisses the top of your head. You smiled and then waved bye to him and Stu as you walked with Tatum back to class. Billy watches you walk away with Tatum before turning to Stu and starting to walk towards their class as well.

The rest of the day went as normal and the day ended. Billy texts you throughout the day, asking you how your day was and if you want to hang out later. You were at home watching another horror movie. After school, he drives over to your house and knocks on the door "Hey, it's me. Can I come in?"

"yea go ahead" You yelled out not bothering to get up from the couch. Billy steps inside and closes the door behind him, before walking over to the couch where you're sitting "What are you watching?" he asks as he sits down next to you and wraps his arm around your shoulders "the exorcist, sadly all the good stuff was cut out" Billy chuckles and kisses the top of your head "You and your horror movies. You know that most of that is all just special effects and jump scares, right?" he asks with a smirk and you chuckled in response. Billy looks over at you and smiles "Hey, I brought something for us to watch tonight. I thought it might be fun to have a little private movie night." he says as he pulls out a tape from his pocket "what is it?" You raised an eyebrow as he grins mischievously and he holds up the tape "It's a special cut of Friday the 13th. Some pretty graphic scenes that were cut from the original version." he says with a wink "What do you say?"

"you know me too well" you chuckled as you took the tape from him and put it into the player Billy smiles and moves closer to you on the couch as the movie starts to play. He wraps his arm around your shoulders again and rests his hand on your thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze every now and then during the more intense scenes. You rest your head against his shoulder and he rests his cheek on the top of your head as well as pulling you closer to him “I'm glad you're here with me," he whispers in your ear, placing a soft kiss on the side of your head. You looked at him and kissed him on the lips. Billy's heart races as you kiss him and he returns the kiss eagerly. His hand moves from your thigh to your waist, pulling you even closer as he deepens the kiss. After a few moments, he breaks the kiss and rests his forehead against yours, taking a deep breath. You smiled as you looked into his eyes. He returns your smile and runs his fingers through your hair, gently tucking a strand behind your ear "You're beautiful," he says softly before leaning in and kissing you again, slowly and deeply. You kissed him and pulled him back, both falling onto the couch. Billy on top of you. They continued to make out. Billy's hands roam your body as the two of you make out heavily on the couch. He can feel you trying to undo the buttons on his shirt as he grabs your wrists and pins them above your head, deepening the kiss even further. You let out a soft gasp but continued to make out Billy takes advantage of the moment to explore your mouth with his tongue, kissing you deeply and passionately. His free hand moves to the front of your shirt and starts unbuttoning it, exposing your bare skin. You chucked and pulled back slightly enough to speak "I bet you didn't expect that" you whispered gesturing to the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra. Billy's breath hitches as you pull back and reveal your bare chest. He looks at you with hunger and desire in his eyes before leaning in to kiss your neck, trailing kisses down to your collarbone "No, I didn't," she allowed her head to fall back to allow him more access to her neck and collarbone his hands move freely over your exposed chest, squeezing and groping your breasts as he carries on kissing your neck and collarbone. He can hear the sound of your soft gasps and moans, which only spurs him on further. "You like that?"

"mhm" you smiled. Slightly biting you bottom lip. Billy growls in response, his lips moving from your neck and collarbone to your breasts, teasing and sucking on your nipples. You let out a soft whimper. Billy's hand moves down to the waistband of your jeans, undoing the buttons and zipper before slipping his hand inside to touch and tease your bare skin. He can already smell the arousal coming from you. "God, you're so fucking wet," you let out a soft and quiet moan. Billy's fingers find their way to your clit, rubbing and teasing the sensitive nub as he continues to kiss and suck on your breasts. He loves hearing the sounds you make, knowing that he's the one responsible for them. "I can't wait to make you cum,"

"the way things are going it won't be long till then" you whisperer. Billy growls in response, his fingers moving faster and more aggressively over your clit. He can tell you're getting close to orgasm, and he wants to make sure you cum harder than ever before "I want you to cum all over my hand.” Your head fell back as you tried to move your hands but couldn't due to him holding them up above your head. Your moans getting louder as you could feel Yourself getting close to an orgasm. Billy smiles at the sight of you losing control, your moans getting louder and more desperate as he continues to play with your clit. He takes one of your nipples into his mouth, biting down gently as he feels you tense up under him. "Billy..." You moaned "Billy... Bi... fuck I'm close…"Billy's fingers move even faster, rubbing circles over your clit as he continues to suck and bite on your nipples. He can feel you tensing up under him, your legs shaking as you get closer and closer to orgasm. "Cum for me, baby "c..cumming.. I'm cumming "you moaned Billy's hand is quickly covered in your juices as you cum hard, your back arching off the couch and your legs shaking uncontrollably. He continues to rub and tease your clit, making your orgasm last as long as possible "Oh fuck, that was hot." Your thighs pressed together as Your felt sensitive from the orgasm. You tried to catch your breath as you came down from your high Billy slowing removes his hand from between your thighs, bringing it up to his mouth and sucking your juices off his fingers.

 He grins at the sight of you trying to catch your breath, still shaking from the intensity of your orgasm soon there was a knock on the front door. "forgot that Tatum was coming over too..." You mumbled Billy follows your gaze to the front door, his expression darkening at the thought of Tatum interrupting. "Tell her to fuck off." he growls, his hand moving back between your thighs. "let me go answer" you said as You tried to wiggle your way out of his grip Billy reluctantly let’s go of you, watching as you adjust your clothes and head for the door. You opened the door "hey Tatum... listen um... I'm kinda busy at the moment. maybe we can watch movie tomorrow?" Billy stays hidden from view, taking a few steps closer to listen in on the conversation. He can hear the disappointment in Tatum's voice, but he doesn't care He wants you all to himself. "Please? It won't take long. I already brought the movie." Tatum begged "I'm sorry Tatum... its late anyway. promise it’ll make it up to you tomorrow and grab your favorite snacks... maybe Stu is free?” Billy can hear the frustration in Tatum's voice as she reluctantly agrees to leave, and he can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He walks back over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind.

"She's gone." you closed and locked the door once Tatum left a sigh of relief left you as you let Billy wrap around You "I feel kinda bad..." Billy tightens his grip on you, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. "Don't. You don't owe her anything." his hand moves up to cup your breast, his thumb rubbing circles over your nipple. You twitched slightly as you felt his thumb on you still feeling slight sensitive. Billy smirks as he hears your soft gasp, knowing he's found a spot that makes you squirm. "You like that, don't you?" he continues to ease your nipple, his other hand moving down to unbuckle his belt. You bit your lip and nodded before speaking "should we go back to the couch or go to my room?"

Billy licks his lips as he watches you, his hand now fully unbuckling his belt. "Let's go to your room. I want to hear you moan my name." he starts leading you towards your room his excitement growing with every step. You had a smirk on your face as you walked to your room. Already unbuttoning your shirt as you walked Billy's eyes widen as he sees you already starting to undress yourself, and he can't help but speed up his own movements. "You're so fucking sexy, Y/N." he follows you into your room, closing the door behind them before crossing the room to your bed.

You sat onto the bed and looked at him waiting for his next move Billy stands in front of you, his eyes burning with desire as he takes in the sight of you. "You look so fucking hot sitting there like that, Y/N." he reaches down to grab the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it aside. "

You bit your lip as you watched him take off his shirt Billy smirks as he sees the desire in your eyes, making him want you even more. "You want this, don't you?" he reaches down to unbutton his jeans, slowly sliding them off and revealing his hard cock. "You moved your hands to your own jeans and unbuttoned them before sliding them off along with your panties Billy's cock throbs with need as he watches you undress yourself, his eyes never leaving your body. "You're so fucking hot, Y/N." he climbs onto the bed, crawling towards you on all fours. "I need to taste you." 

"then taste me" you whispered Billy doesn't waste any time, moving between your legs and burying his face in your pussy. "Fuck, you taste so good." he starts licking and sucking on your clit, making you moan. You allowed yourself to drop to the bed. Your head on the pillows your hand moved to his hair. Your fingers going through it. Billy continues to eat you out, his tongue exploring every inch of your pussy as he makes you moan. "You like that, Y/N?" he asks, looking up at you with a smirk. "I bet you taste even better when you're cumming all over my face."  his words were adding fuel to Your desires Billy's hands move to your thighs, keeping them spread open for him as he continues to devour your pussy. "You're so fucking wet for me, Y/N." he groans against you, before latching onto your clit again and sucking hard. You let out a loud moan and your back arching from the pleasure Billy feels you arching against his mouth as he pleasures you, making him groan at the feeling of your pussy against his face. "That's right, Y/N Cum for me." He continues to lick and suck on your clit, determined to make you cum hard. “I’m close…" you murmered Billy's hand moves to your hip. holding you in place as he continues to work on making you cum. "I want to feel you cum all over my face." he moans redoubling his efforts. "Come on, baby" that's when you felt yourself falling over the edge. reaching your climax "oh fuck...Billy" he feels your body tensing up as you reach your climax, and a moment later you're cumming all over his face. "That's it, just like that." he groans, before pulling back and licking his lips. You looked at him as you breathed heavily Billy looks up at you, his face covered in your juices as he licks his lips. "You taste so fucking good." he says with a smirk, before crawling up your body and pressing a kiss to your lips. she kissed him back. as you did you could taste herself on his lips Billy kisses you back hungrily, not minding the taste of your pussy on his lips as he deepens the kiss. You let out a soft whimper once he pulled away.

Billy smirks at the sound, knowing he's made you weak in the knees.  " get on your hands and knees for me.” You nodded and obeyed him. Billy grins as you obey him, getting into the position he asked for without a moment's hesitation. "Good girl." He praises, before getting up onto his knees and positioning himself behind you. You let out a soft gasp followed by a moan when he entered you. Billy grips onto your hips tightly, groaning at how fucking good it is to be back inside of you. "You're so goddamn tight." he praises, before starting to thrust back and forth, pulling almost completely out before thrusting all the way back in. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you enjoyed the familiar pleasure.  Moaning softly as he filled you with his cock. Billy's grinning, enjoying the fuck out of the reaction he's getting from you. He starts picking up the pace, slamming into you harder with each thrust, leaving you breathless and moaning for more. "You like how I fuck you?" You couldn't do anything but moan in reply as the pleasure hits you hard. Your arms give in and you go head first into the pillow. However, that didn't last for long and Billy put his hand on your neck and pulled you up against his chest making your back arch and your head on his shoulder. Billy lets out a groan as you arch back against him, making it so much easier for him to fuck you harder. He keeps his hand on your neck, holding you in place and keeping the pace up. "Is this what you want? For me to take control?" He whispered in your ear. "Mhm yea~" you moaned as you closed your eyes. He was so deep inside you. "You like that? Feeling so full of my cock?" He growls against your ear, before biting down on your shoulder just hard enough to sting. He thrusts harder, squeezing your throat tighter, but not enough to cut off any air.

You nodded. "words darling, use your words" he said. "yeah~ fucking love it soo much" you moaned. Billy let out a growl. "You're so fucking beautiful when you come undone for me." he mumbled against your shoulder, before nipping at your ear. "I fucking love how fucking tight you are around my cock." You could feel your legs shake slightly as you let out a loud moan. "It's so fucking hot seeing you falling apart beneath me." he hisses, thrusting harder, watching with delight as your legs shake and your moans grow louder. "You want to come yet, baby?" You nodded slightly as nothing but moans came out "Good girl." he groaned, thrusting harder and faster. It didn't take long for your legs to give out and Billy to pin you down with his body, holding you in place as he rode out your shared orgasm with you. "Oh fuck, yeah..."

"fuck..." you groaned as gripped your bedsheets while you both came. "Fuck..." he echoed, groaning and panting on top you as the aftershocks of his orgasm washed through him. He stays buried in you for a moment before rolling off to the side, collapsing onto the bed beside you in a sweaty, panting heap. You tried catching your breath as you turned your head to look at him with a smile "wow..." he said, his voice barely above a whisper as he looked over at you, his expression soft and content. He reached over, brushing a strand of hair from your face before leaning in to press a gentle kiss to your lips. You kissed him back before pulling away and turning onto your side He smiled back at you, turning onto his side to face you before resting his hand on your hip. He kept his eyes on yours, a warm, affectionate look in them as he lazily trailed his fingers over your skin. "It's late... we should probably get some rest" you spoke slightly above a whisper "Yeah, we should." he mumbled in agreement, leaning in to kiss your forehead. He shifted his position slightly before wrapping his arm around you and pulling you close against him, nestling his face into the crook of your neck. "I love you..."

"I love you too" you replied as you began to fall asleep "I love you so fucking much..." he said softly, holding you close as he closed his eyes and let sleep claim him as well. He felt happy and content, finally able to be with the girl he loved without fear or worry.

[ccscocoapuffs]

Hiiiiii! Wanted to make a list of everyone I write for and let everyone know I do take requests.

Stranger things:

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Billy Hargrove

Robin Buckley

Henry Creel/001

Supernatural:

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Crowley

Jack Kline

Castiel

Horror: Bubba Sawyer Vilmer Sawyer Tex Sawyer Jedidiah Sawyer Michael Myers (OG or RZ! version)

Brahms Heelshire

Thomas Hewitt

David (lost boys)

Dwayne (lost boys)

Paul (lost boys)

Marko (lost boys)

Chucky

Tiffany Valentine

Amanda Young

Mark Hoffman

Mickey Altieri

Stu Macher

Billy Loomis

Ethan Landry

Bo Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Otis Driftwood

Baby Firefly

Corey Cunningham

Cooper Adams (Abbott) Gabriel May Jason Vorhees

Video Games:

Arthur Morgan

John Marston

Jack Marston (Aged Up aka RDR1 version ONLY)

Dutch Van Der Linde

Bill Williamson

Kieran Duffy

Charles Smith

Micah Bell

Lenny Summers

Javier Escuella

Sean MacQuire

Johnny Silverhand

River Ward

Judy Alvarez

Panam Palmer

Kerry Eurodyne

Chris Redfield

Leon Kennedy

Alcina Dmitrescu

Cassandra Dmitrescu

Bela Dmitrescu

Daniela Dmitrescu

Karl Heisenberg

Donna Beneviento

Lucas Baker

Higgs Monaghan

The Walking Dead:

Dwight

Glenn Rhee

Negan

Shane Walsh

WWE:

Aj Styles

CM Punk

Damian Priest

Drew McIntyre

Finn Balor

Ilja Dragunov

JD McDonagh

Jey Uso

Jimmy Uso

Rhea Ripley

Sami Zayn

Solo Sikoa

Roman Reigns

Tama Tonga

House of the Dragon :

Aegon ll Targaryen

Aemond Targaryen

Daemon Targaryen

Heleana Targaryen

Rhaenyra Targaryen

Criston Cole

Alicent Hightower

Game of Thrones:

Jon Snow

Robb Stark

Jaime Lannister

Theon Greyjoy

Daenarys Targaryen

Khal Drogo

Viserys lll Targaryen

Gendry Baratheon Penny Dreadful: Ethan Chandler Vanessa Ives Dorian Grey Victor Frankenstein

WILL NOT WRITE FOR:

Liv Morgan

Cody Rhodes

Ramsay Bolton

This is all I could think of I write for off the top of my head. Feel free to ask if you don't see someone's name on the list 😁

[total-lost-boys-simp]

SCREAM QUEEN Book 1: conventional Final Girl

Stu Macher x reader x Billy Loomis

Okay so basically let’s just cut to the chase, the main character “(y/n)” is Sidney Prescott’s little step sister, yeah? Well what happens when she takes Sid’s place as the final girl? A whole lot.

Disclaimer: this follows the movie very closely with little change other than the reader insert portions, so like I’m not trying to be like “Oh yeah this is all me” bc it’s not (RIP Wes Craven 😔🙏🏻🕊⚰️)

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Chapter 2

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The last class of the day rolled around, for the most part it was bland until- "(y/n)," The teacher called out my name, waving a slip of paper in his hand. "Head office would like to see you." I could hear students murmur and gossip about how it was my turn to be interrogated. Stu and Billy, they sat on either side of me, gave me both sympathetic but entertained stares like they were waiting for something. God, this whole thing was just so weird! I felt like there were eyes on me the entire time I was walking to the office, I felt queasy and uncomfortable just thinking about Casey's body. How it must've just hung there, swinging with her intestines on display for her parents to come out to...it's so gross! It's so frightening.

"You wanted to see me?" I asked as I walked in, a little weirded out by the whole ordeal.

Standing by the door was Dewey and Sheriff Burke sat next to him while Principal Himdry stood at his desk.

"Yes, Ms. (l/n) please come and sit." The principal said, I did just that.

"We just got done talking to your sister," Dewey said, looking up from his notepad.

"Good to know," I nodded, not really knowing what to say right now.

They asked me simple questions like "How are you?", "Where were you last night?", "How are your parents?", even "Were you close to Casey Becker?" Of course I told them the truth, I had no reason to lie. I just wanted to get back to class but on my way back the bell for the end of school rang. So instead I went to the fountain where everyone usually meets. Over the loudspeaker Principal Himbry's voice could be heard trying to rush kids home, it definitely wasn't working. Everyone was already here so I just flopped down on the concrete ground in front of Tatum and her boyfriend.

"What questions did they ask you, Sid?" Tatum looked over to the girl in question as she braided strands of my hair with Stu.

"Well, they asked me if I knew Casey." She responded as she sat between her boyfriend's legs.

"Hey they ask if you like to hunt?" Stu looked up from my hair and turned his view to the other couple.

"Yeah they did, they ask you?" Billy returned the question, as he threw something into the fountain.

"Why would they ask you if you like to hunt?" Tatum wondered, looking in between everyone.

Wasn't it obvious though?

"Because their bodies were gutted." Pipped up Randy, no doubt trying to scare Tatum. I nudged his leg, receiving an annoyed grunt from him in response.

That wasn't it.

"Thank you, Randy." Billy said even though he looked down at my face. I know who the non-sarcastic version of that thank you was for.

"They didn't ask me if I like to hunt," Tatum said, looking out into nothing in particular.

"That's because we live in a sexist patriarchal society," I mumbled as I leaned back into Tatum's legs. Letting Stu poke little flowers into my hair.

"Wow real wise (y/n)," I could practically hear Randy roll his eyes.

"It's cause there's no way a girl coulda' killed them," Stu said as he looked between his friends and girlfriend.

"Literally, just proved my point Stu," I groaned rolling my head over while Tatum kept playing with my hair.

"That's so sexist, the killer could easily be female, Basic Instinct." Tatum retorted, trying to be on my side.

Before I could correct her Randy beat me to it, "That was an ice pic, not exactly the same thing"

"There's been loads of movies with female killers! I mean for starters Home for The Holidays or Girls Nite Out also known as The Scaremaker and-" Before I could finish I was cut off with a light kick.

"Yeah yeah, anyways Casey and Steve were completely hollowed out." Stu said, "The fact, it takes a man to do something like that."

"Or a man's mentality." Tatum said, totally mocking Stu's words. This made me giggle a bit earning another kick from Stu.

"How do you gut someone?" Sid asked, her question obviously rhetorical and voice shaky. We all paused and looked over at her, I grabbed her hand and squeezed a bit. This time she squeezed back.

Stu obviously didn't understand or maybe he did but didn't care considering he said, "You take the knife." This made Billy perk up. "And you slit em from the groin to sternum." Stu finished.

"Hey, it's called tact you fuckrag." Billy said in a slightly rude and defensive tone. And here I thought he was going to stick up for my big sis.

"Hey Stu, didn't you used to date Casey?" Sid asked, trying to make Stu as uncomfortable as she was.

This shocked Stu a little, though he was quickly back to his usual playful self.

"Yeah for like two seconds," He scoffed out with a slight smirk.

Popping his head into the conversation Randy said, "Before she dumped you for Steve." Oh no.

"I thought you dumped her for me?" Tatum asked a slightly confused and hurt expression forming on her face. I leaned my head on her knees all while still looking up at the couple.

"I did, he's full of shit," Stu said as he used his head to gesture to Randy.

"And are the police aware that you dated the victim?" Randy asked, obviously instigating something between him and Stu.

"Oh no," I groaned out.

"What are you saying? That I killed her?" Stu asked, eyebrows knitted together, obvious offense written on his face.

"It would certainly improve your high school Q," said Randy

Scooting up to Stu's chest Tatum said, "Stu was with me last night, okay?"

"Yeah I was," Stu said in an elongated tone, putting his arm around Tatum.

"I think I'm going to be sick," I rolled my eyes as I stood up and went to go sit next to Randy. While Tatum and Randy seemed to laugh a little at this, Stu seemed kind of hurt.

I arched a brow at him as if to ask why but it was totally ignored when Randy asked, "Was that before or after he sliced and diced!?"

It was obvious that Sid was getting uncomfortable, both Billy and I could see it.

"Fuck you nut-case, where were you last night?" Tatum asked as she leaned on Stu.

"Working, thank you." Randy chimed. I'm pretty sure those were two seperate answers.

"Oh at the video store? I thought they fired your sorry ass," Tatum retorted

Before Randy's stupid mouth could say anything more I spoke up, "They did. Twice."

This earned a laugh from everyone except Sidney and Randy, I thought Sid would at least give a little giggle?

"I didn't kill anybody." Stu said in a quiet now calm but still a little offended tone.

"Nobody said you did," Billy said, raising his expression at the word did. That is what I mean by shady.

"Thanks buddy!" Stu said now back to his more regular sarcastic enthusiasm.

"Besides, it takes a man to do something like that," Randy you stupid motherfucker. He made it quite clear that he was mocking Stu. The 'perfect' impression.

"Yuh I'm gonna gut your ass in a second kid!" Stu exclaimed back to Randy.

"Tell me something, did you really put her liver in the mailbox? Cause I heard they found her liver in the mailbox!" Randy's voice got more high pitched with every couple words. "Next to her spleen and her pancreas."

"Randy, you goon-fuck, I'm trying to eat here!" Tatum said as she threw a grape at him?

At this point it was noticeable that Sidney felt like she was going to puke so she picked up her backpack and kissed Billy goodbye.

"Yeah, Randy, Tatum's getting mad. Better liver alone." Stu said with the shitty timed pun and both of those piss-for-brains boys started chuckling.

"Liver alone!" Stu exclaimed out loud, letting his tongue drop out like some stupid hyeana.

It was obvious Billy was ready to punch him but I quickly beat him to it. "Stop being a total jackass for once in your life Stu," I said before jogging to catch up with my step sister.

"Ow, liver, liver- it was a joke..." I could hear Stu's playful goofy tone get a little disappointed as I walked by Sid's side.

"Stu can be a real ass sometimes," I say as I lean my head on Sidney's shoulder. "Tell me about it," she said as we waited for the school bus. Doesn't he know when to shut up? Don't get me wrong, I enjoy how funny and care free he can be but only when it's at the right times. That wasn't the right time. "Do you want to spend the night at Tatum's tonight?" Sid asked, looking down at me the best she could. I continue looking at the street in front of us when I say, "Yeah sure, but only if you ask." Sid just shakes her head and smiles a little before saying, "We've all been hanging out together for six months, how come you still can't ask her these things?" I just shrug. "I just still feel a little nervous, like I don't know anyone still." That wasn't the entire truth. The real reason was because Stu confessed to me a few nights ago and I... punched him because of it. I know stupid but I didn't know what to do! Like yeah I really like him too but he's Tatum's boyfriend! Sid nudges me to look up at her and I do so. "Look, (y/n), we're family and so are our friends. You can feel free to ask them anything, besides you looked pretty close when Stu was putting flowers in your hair," She said with a small smirk. "Yeah and so was Tatum!" I exclaimed, receiving a 'shut up' down the street. "You're never going to fess up to it," Sid said, this time leaning her head on my shoulder. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

[msookyspooky]

Idk if your requests are open but if they are I gotta know what those ghostface boys are like at Christmas time.

Absolutely! My commissions for short stories aren't open at the moment but headcanons? Always 💯

Stu:

He loves Christmas ALMOST as much as he loves Halloween.

Stu is just a homicidal version of Buddy the Elf this time of year.

Throws a huge rager Christmas party or makes his family X mas parties more fun. (He poured extra rum in the eggnog)

Would cut down a tree from the park or neighbors yard...They don't need it. As if they're aren't other trees. Who cares about the law???

He belts out Christmas songs all the time. Not the sappier ones but the catchy jingles? Oh God. All day, all night. You will have jingle bells, rudolf the rednose reindeer and jingle bell rock stuck in your head by December 10th. He took spanish class for one semester and swears he can sing Feliz Navidad perfectly (He cannot).

He annoys Billy SSOOOOOO MUUUCCHHH

"Up on the roof top-" "Stu, shut the fuck up!" "Click, click click! Take it away Billy!-" Billy glares at him as he points. "Go to hell and suck my dick. " *Smirks and just continues the song or reatarts it all over again*

If you love or learn to love the Holidays with Stu; he is smitten. Expect him to be extra enthusiastic and cuddly during this time of year. Every night it's hot chocolate near the fireplace if he has it his way.

If you get snow, constantly be prepared for snow to be thrown or dropped on you. If you get too mad, he'll just pick you up and throw you in a snow drift. Taunting you into having a snowball fight with him. Either do it willingly or he will irritate you into throwing one at him.

He can be sweet though. Warming your hands in his if they get cold or zipping you up in his jacket together.

Snowmen will have fake blood on them and eating a tinier snowman. Stu is on the nose and does not care.

He's good at ice skating or skiing from his parents taking him on expensive trips to lodges way up north. He is dragging you out to skate with him. Will he laugh if you fall? Yep. Will he tease you? Probably. Will he help teach you or at least help you up? Sure. You're just getting made fun of while he helps.

Gifts galore!....More receiving than giving but he definitely snags you one really thoughtful gift to hide under the tree and would shrug when you ask who it's from. He gives himself away by how much he grins when you open it.

He is definitely using the holiday as an excuse to dress as Santa and have you sit on his lap "Tell me what you want. But first, were you naughty or nice this year?😏" or he has a mysterious box in his lap you need to open 🍆🎁

THIS MAN HAS PUT HIS TONGUE ON A POLE AND WAS PANICKING WHILE BILLY LAUGHED HIS ASS OFF AND YOU HAD TO HELP HIM. YOU CANNOT CONVINCE ME HE HASN'T

Billy:

Billy HATES this time of year. The commercialism, the fake niceness and world peace, his lack of family (And probably family issues during this time of year his whole life bc...Let's face it; Mrs Loomis was a toxic mother who abandoned him and Hank felt like a neglectful father who didn't even keep track of him in the movie. The holidays are an awful time to him and he just hates the extroverted energy everywhere.)

If you love it, he tries to like certain aspects for you but it's not much.

"Come on, Billy! There's gotta be something." "Okay...I don't hate...The cold." "That's not Christmas, that's just winter!"

He secretly likes how cheerful you and Stu get but will never admit it. How your eyes light up at lights or decorations or how Stu seems to annoyingly stick around to 'bond' during this time of year.

You and Stu sing Mr.Grinch everytime Billy is a grouch about the Holidays. It earns glares, the bird or a snowball to the face.

He is NOT wearing a Christmas sweater; stop asking!

He begrudgingly takes a candy cane from you as you convince him to go look at Christmas lights. He actually doesn't mind the lights it's just not something he wanted to do. However, for you, he can at least look at some dumb lights.

He will ruin every movie but the Grinch...What? Was the Grinch wrong? Exactly. However, if you both keep singing that damn song he will show you how much of a 'Grinch' he can be and will burn your stupid Christmas decorations in the fireplace if Stu takes it too far for too long. He accepts comedies poking fun at Christmas but don't expect him to watch Rudolf or Frosty the Snowman with you.

You convince him to go to the holiday section of a store just for him to rearrange the outdoor reindeers to look like they're mating. Stu laughs hysterically as you scold him because Billy there are kids in here!

He isn't into giving or receiving gifts. He just watches everyone at the tree from the doorway. Ready to leave at any moment.

You get bummed out, thinking he really hated everything you got him. That maybe you trying to get him to enjoy Christmas was going too far. Only for him to pull you off to the side. In private to give you a gift. It's something small but meaningful. Don't make too big of a deal about it but he will secretly smirk to himself if you hug him and kiss him as a thank you.

Dress up in some sexy lingerie or a bow and lay under the tree as his 'gift' and he will tolerate the holiday a lot more. 🎀😏

If you aren't super into Christmas then you and him get along perfectly even if you find yourselves getting suckered into the spirit for each other without even realizing it.

Bonus:

Mickey:

Holiday. Movies. He qoutes them constantly, has you watch them everynight, knows every detail of a movie from facts about the actors to behind the scene leaks. You're going to be greeted with "Merry Christmas, ya filthy animal." Or some goofy qoute from National Lampoons Christmas Vacation every day.

He's got a list....No I'm serious, he has a list he whips out with a smirk that has everything he wants to do with you. (...Doing you under the mistletoe may or may not be on that list js. 🎄)

Probably volunteers somewhere and is renowned as charitable by others. (No, he has no sense of self sometimes. Sure, he's a murderer but he's not killing right now.)

Won't initiate the snowball fight but will finish it. Throw one at him and it is a warzone. You both are a grinning and giggling mess as he nails you with multiple snowballs from every angle. You didn't even know how he could aim that well but he does.

Parades around with you on his arm holiday shopping. It's one of his favorite things. (He's better at hiding it than Stu but not as good as Billy when he sneaks off to buy you something when you're busy smelling candles or waiting in line.)

Extra cheery this time of year. He just has a happy pip in his step and a grin on his face even more than usual.

Expect him to record everything you do. A camrecorder in your face when you do anything he finds cute

Probably goes to a ton of Christmas parties and drags you to them all as his date

He wears goofy Christmas sweaters the minute it's December 1st.

Will greet you with a Santa Claus hat on, practically naked under the mistletoe. If you laugh it's win to him and if you want to have some good ol fashioned adult fun then that's a win too.

[looooooooomis]

F I N A L  G I R L  |  T H R E E

You were his final girl.  And there was no chance in hell that anyone or anything was going to mess that up.

p a r t   t h r e e  |  j e a l o u s y

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pairing: Billy Loomis x f!reader word count: 4.3k warnings: angst tbh. and not the healthiest relationship but ya know what it’s billy so we persevere, unwanted advances, more angst x

I had a request for a jealous billy, so I hope you like my take on it x

That was the third time in the last thirty minutes that Steve Shit-For-Brains Orth touched you. Three fucking times. The first two times he was willing to look past but the third? Fuck no. The asshole, who was sitting with his clunky arm on the back of your chair, had not-so-casually rubbed his thumb along your spine, inciting a rather surprised look from you and a rather murderous one from Billy.

Of course, Steve couldn’t see the rage practically oozing from Billy, but boy was it there. Especially when you went out of your way to lean further into your desk as though to avoid his grabby little hands.

But that didn’t stop Steve.

Billy could see the frustration on your face as you fought to keep your cool in front of your classmates as his hand dipped beneath the desk to give your thigh a firm squeeze.

The same thighs that Billy’s face had been buried in just this morning.

All Billy saw was red as you pushed Steve’s hand away, muttering something to him under your breath before raising your hand to excuse yourself. With an anger so palpable radiating from his every pore, Billy watched you leave the classroom and thought of the various ways he could kill that fucker before you returned.

“Billy,” the girl, Sam, he’d been paired up with groused, “are you even paying attention?”

“No,” he simply said, barely hearing her above the sound of his own blood coursing to his ears. “Sorry.”

He wasn’t sorry, of course, only irate. The vein in his neck pulsed against his skin as his blood pressure skyrocketed. This was the type of thing that drove him to the brink of insanity when it came to having to keep the two of you a secret for the sake of his plan. It was bad enough that he couldn’t parade you around like he wanted to, even worse that he knew, deep down, that your little arrangement hurt you beyond belief – but this? Watching you get pawed by these dickheads all the while he was forced to take a backseat?

He couldn’t stomach it.

His knuckles were white from the grip he had on his pencil but even as he felt it splinter off into his palm, his grip never waned. Not for a second. It was either that or kill Steve Orth and, while that sounded great, he couldn’t. Not yet, at least.

Just as the pressure of the pencil in his hand got to be too much, you waltzed back into the room with your head held high, seemingly unfazed by the naked eye – but Billy saw right through it. He knew you, more than either of you would like to admit, and he could see the irritation as clear as day in those gorgeous eyes of yours as Steve smirked playfully up at you from where he sat.

Subtly, you gave Billy a gentle nod, silently talking him down from doing anything stupid in the middle of the classroom, before taking your seat yet again.

Thankfully, Steve managed to keep his hands off of you for the remainder of the class but, unbeknownst to both you and Steve, that assholes fate had been sealed. Billy might not have been able to do anything to him yet, but he would. And he was going to enjoy every second of it.

The bell eventually rang out and Billy, wasting no time at all, pushed himself off of his desk and walked up beside you. “You okay?” He asked, but his eyes were trained on Steve who was much too busy high-fiving one of his friends to notice Billy’s murderous stare.

“I’m fine, Billy,” you laughed, “he’s an idiot, but he’s a harmless idiot.”

“Harmless?” Billy’s voice was low and impressively tame considering the fact that beneath it all, his blood was boiling. “He has no right to touch you.”

Glancing over your shoulder you smiled at one of the other cheerleaders before looking back at Billy. “I appreciate the concern, Billy, but I’m fine.”

That casual tone of yours just about killed him every single time. It was a punch to the gut compared the woman he had all to himself behind closed doors. This version of you, this censored version, was just a part of the charade, he knew that much, but that didn’t mean he had to like it.

The rest of your classmates slowly filtered out of the room, eventually leaving you and Billy alone as you tossed your notebook into your bag. That weighty stare of his was ever present, but you pretended not to notice in fear of someone walking in. Billy Loomis was a lot of things, but subtle, he was not.

At least where you were concerned.

“That’s bullshit,” he seethed, “someone ought to show that fucker he can’t just go around touching what isn’t his. He—”

“What isn’t his?” A bitter laugh tumbled out of your lips. “I’m not a piece of fucking meat, Billy. I’m not his, sure, but I’m not yours, either.”

You watched the muscle in Billy’s jaw clench and that vein in his neck that always seemed to swell whilst he was under pressure visibly strained and pulsed before your very eyes. “I didn’t say you were,” he muttered, “I just meant that he needs to learn some respect.”

“He does,” you agreed, “but that’s not your job to teach him.”

Leaning against the desk, he ran a hand through his hair and glowered across at you. “I could tell it bothered you, so why the hell are you defending him?”

You rolled your eyes and swung your bag over your shoulder. “I’m not defending him, Billy. Steve’s an asshole, we all know this, but I don’t want you to get in shit thinking it’s your job to defend me. I can look after myself, Billy. I promise.” With another futile glance towards the door, you reached forward and gently ran your thumbnail against his bottom lip. “Besides, you’re too cute for a fistfight.”

Upon dropping your hand back down at your side, Billy caught it and gave it a squeeze. “I can’t help it if I get heated about all these assholes. Look at you.”

“You can help it, actually,” you laughed. “Don’t engage, first off. And, secondly,” you leaned in a little closer so that your lips were dangerously close to his ear, “try to remember who it is I’m fucking at the end of the day, hmm?” You pulled away and offered him a quick wink before walking out of the classroom. “See you at lunch, Loomis.”

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“All I’m saying is that if he didn’t want me giving sage advice to those renting a fucking movie, then why hire me in the first place?” Randy asked with a casual shrug of his shoulders.

You, Tatum, Sid and Randy were all outside eating at the fountain whilst waiting for the other two idiots to join. Pushing your sunglasses further up your nose you smirked across at Randy. “Randy, you told the guy not to rent the movie. Your job is to make people want to watch these movies.” You popped a carrot into your mouth. “How you’re still employed is truly a mystery.”

“That’s the thing,” he laughed, “he fired me!”

“Shocking,” Sid chuckled, “what did you say when he fired you?”

Randy stole a celery stick out of your Tupperware container and bit down. “Nothing, I kept working. Fire me? Not on my watch. No thanks.”

With a shake of your head, you stretched out your legs on the concrete slab of the fountain and found Stu bounding towards you with a shit-eating grin on his face. “Did you guys hear?” He asked, swooping down to kiss Tatum’s cheek. “Our man, Billy, snapped.”

You froze mid-bite and immediately looked at Sid who had sat up looking concerned as ever. “What?” She asked in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“Billy and Steve, man,” Stu laughed and snatched a carrot stick from your stash. “The two of them got into it during one coach’s drills and Billy just,” he bawled his hand into a fist and slapped it against his other hand. A resounding smack echoed out around you. “Clobbered him, man. It was awesome!”

With your appetite long gone, you slowly swung your legs back onto the ground and pinched your brow. You were raging. Not only had the idiot ignored you by engaging with Steve, but he’d gone ahead and fought him, too.

“What?” Sidney croaked. “W-Why would he do that? He’s never been the type to just fight someone like that. Did Steve do something to provoke him?”

You chewed on your lip and stared ahead as Stu merely shrugged. “Don’t think so,” he stole another carrot and grinned at something in the distance. “Ask him yourself, here he comes.”

Your blood was boiling beneath your skin as you watched Billy casually waltz over to your group as though he wasn’t wielding one hell of a fucking bruise on his cheek, accentuated perfectly with a small, clean slice along his cheekbone that would almost surely scar. The fucking moron.

“Billy!” Sid gasped, jumping up to tend to her boyfriend’s injuries.

You, on the other hand, forever the other woman, remained dutifully planted on the edge of the fountain. Not that you would have tended to him in any way, shape, or form in that instance. In fact, you weren’t sure you could trust yourself not to add to the mess on his face.  

“I’m fine,” he muttered, giving her hand a quick kiss as she gently observed his cheek. “Things just got heated on the field, is all.”

“You should see the other guy,” Stu beamed, “I hear Steve lost a tooth!”

Your anger swelled, momentarily blinding you as the rest of your friends laughed and asked for a play-by-play of events. Not quite trusting yourself, you pushed yourself up from the edge of the fountain wall and grabbed your bag. “I’ll see you guys later,” you hummed, not looking up at the bruised idiot in fear or snarling at him.

“You don’t want to stay for story time?” Stu asked, looking between you and Billy in amusement.

“Can’t.” Smacking on what you only hoped was a convincing smile, you shook your head and gestured to the school. “Forgot I had a meeting with Miss Wills about getting my biology grade up.”

Just before you turned on your heel to head back into the school, you just managed to catch Billy’s eye as he dutifully sat beside Sidney. She was leaning into him, gently prodding the scar along his cheek with a concerned frown marring her pretty face. He, on the other hand, was staring evocatively across at you with a small frown of his own.

Clearing your throat, you waved them off rather quickly before heading back inside of the school. You were too angry to care about how you felt the weight of his stare all over you before finally disappearing from sight.

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You locked your bedroom door that night and closed your curtains to avoid rolling over and seeing the idiot that was currently plaguing your every thought staring back at you from the second story of your house. In fact, that was what you did for the next three nights all the while managing to avoid Billy Loomis as much as humanly possible whilst at school.

So far, he had tried on four separate occurrences to get you alone. Whether it was subtly nodding towards an empty classroom with the gang around or lingering by your desk after English in hopes of pinning you down for a chat, it was obvious that Billy was desperate to talk with you. To smooth things over. To move on from this rather ugly display of jealousy.

But you weren’t. And, honestly, you weren’t sure if you were going to be any time soon, if at all.

A small dose of jealousy was only normal every once in a while. Not healthy, by any means, but a normal part of any relationship. Only this relationship you and Billy had was anything but normal. He had a girlfriend. A lovely, kind girlfriend who would have given him the world three times over if he asked. So just how Billy was the one with the audacity to be jealous made no sense.

Whenever you thought about it, you got mad. The injustice of it all was truly something you couldn’t wrap your head around. Just how Billy Loomis, the one with a girlfriend, could get jealous of a guy you were barely even acquaintances with really threw you for a loop. And yet you, the asshole who had somehow fallen in love with him, had to quietly take a seat and watch him dote over another girl in public.

Dote over your best friend.

Oh, the irony was delicious.

Tossing the book you’d been reading aside, you let out a quiet groan and closed your eyes as you heard the familiar jiggle of your window. It, like it had been for days, was still locked, thankfully, and your curtains still drawn in fear of seeing him.

The commotion tonight, was brief. He only tried for a second or two before you heard him meander his way back down to ground level. With an annoyed sigh, you reached for your book only to stop dead in your tracks when your doorbell rang out through your whole house.

Shooting up from your bed, you immediately lunged for the door and held your ear to it as your mother quietly complained about just who it could possibly be at this hour of the night.

Please be anyone else, please be anyone else, please be—”

“Oh, Billy,” your mother gushed. She’d always liked Billy. The traitor. “It’s awful late, is everything okay?”

Furling your brow, you pressed your ear further into your door and heard Billy’s deep voice say something – something probably charming – before your mother’s voice called up to you.

“Y/N, sweetie,” she beckoned, “Billy Loomis is here.”

You opened and shut your mouth several times over as you thought of your next few words. Somehow swearing at him from where you stood didn’t seem like the best idea with your parents in the house so, instead, you opted for the next best option.

You said nothing.

Holding your breath, you stood at the head of your room in nothing more than your flannel sleep shorts and tank top while hoping beyond hope that Billy would be ushered out of your house.

“I’m afraid she might be sleeping, dear,” your mother sympathetically cooed, “was there something you needed?”

Pressing your ear tighter to the wood, you barely made out the words ‘book’ and ‘homework’ before another sympathetic cluck escaped your mom’s lips. “And it’s due tomorrow?”

Bastard.

You panicked. His ploy was obviously to come up here and search for a book that didn’t exist all the while your parents carried on with their regular scheduled programming downstairs – but your parents weren’t dumb, nor were they naïve. Surely, your mother would offer to come up and root around for whatever it was he lied and said you had before she would inevitably have to wake you up in order to deliver the goods to the lying Loomis.

Your anger pulsed as realization dawned on you.

You had to go downstairs.

“Did you say something?” You asked, feigning innocence as you pushed your door open and made your way down, barely glancing at Billy who still stood in your entryway. “What are you doing here?”

Billy licked his lips. “I, uh, wanted to swing by and pick up the book for our English assignment. I think you must have grabbed mine, too, when you were putting your stuff away.”

“Nope,” you shrugged, “I don’t have it.”

Billy awkwardly smiled across at your parents before looking back at you. “You sure?”

“Positive,” you replied coolly. “Maybe you left it at Sid’s house?”

His shoulders briefly fell at your tone and, for a split second, you felt your heart fall into your stomach. You knew you were hurting him with the callousness of your words, but you had to stick to your guns this time around for your own sanity.

“Guess I must have misplaced it,” he wryly admitted. “Sorry for the intrusion, Mrs. Y/L/N.” His eyes flickered to you. “See you tomorrow, Y/N.”

You nodded, prepared to watch him leave, but before he could get a foot out of the door, your mother stopped him.

“Wait, Billy,” she ran out of the living room and into the kitchen, leaving you and Billy alone for all of three seconds before she shuffled back in. “Here,” she held out a dish packed to the brim with Shepard’s Pie. “I know your dad’s been working a lot of late nights so dinner’s might not be the most well-balanced, but a growing boy has to eat.”

Feeding the enemy. Typical.

“Y/N made it,” she bragged, unwittingly fanning the flames of annoyance in your chest. “It’s delicious, too.”

Touched, Billy grabbed the Tupperware container from your mom before glancing at you. He knew you could cook, you’d cooked for him several times in the span of your friendship – long before the two of you began��doing whatever it was you were doing – but as he accepted the container, there was an emotion there that was much too raw and real for you to try and decompress.

You realized, slowly, that your mother’s offering of Shepard’s Pie was probably the first time a maternal figure had paid him any mind since his own mother had walked out on him all those months back.

Your stomach dropped at the thought.

“Y/N is a great cook,” he agreed. This time, his voice was much quieter. “And thank you again, Mrs. Y/L/N.”

Once again, you watched him turn on his heel to leave the house but, with that niggling feeling of guilt twisting inside of your belly, you opened your mouth before you could so much as think to stop yourself.

“I’ll walk you out,” you muttered, flashing your mother a fleeting smile. “Be right back.”

Slipping on some shoes, you ignored Billy’s obviously surprised face as he lingered in the doorway before finally looking across at him. “Let’s go.”

The night was brisk as the two of you strolled towards his car in silence. You shivered absentmindedly as your pajamas offered no real sense of protection from the chill before glancing at Billy. Naturally, his eyes were already on you.

“Do you think your mother’s watching us right now?”

“Knowing her?” You shrugged. “Probably.”

He swallowed hard. “We should talk about what happened.”

“No,” you shook your head, “I know what happened. You saw Steve touch me and got irrationally jealous over it and, rather than deal with it like a grown man, you punched him and he lost his fucking tooth.”

A flicker of anger crossed over his handsome features. “It’s not that simple, Y/N, he—”

“That is probably the only simple thing about our little situation, Billy,” you acknowledged quietly. “You got jealous and you punched a guy. Doesn’t get simpler than that.”

“He deserved it,” he argued. “He’s a moron and shouldn’t have touched you. Do you know how hard it is to see that and not defend you the way I wanted to while it was happening?”

“Defend me?” You sneered. “Or stake your claim on me? No offence, Billy, but the entire male population of our school could ask me on a date tomorrow, and you’d have no fucking say in the matter. Whether they touch me or ask me out or anything, because you and I aren’t a thing.”

Billy chewed on his bottom lip as his grip on the Tupperware tightened considerably. “Yes, we are.” His voice was eerily calm despite the panic surging through his chest. “I love you, I told you that at the cornfield and I meant it. I fucking love you, Y/N.”

“You did,” you said, “and my feelings haven’t changed but you can’t be blind to the fact that this isn’t working, Billy. You getting jealous over me getting unwanted attention from a guy all the while expecting me to sit there and watch you and Sid flaunt your shit all over town?” You could feel your eyes begin to water as your emotions got the better of you, but you wouldn’t cry in front of him. You wouldn’t dare. “I’m supposed to sit there and trust what you’re telling me. That you will break up with Sid, that you do love me, that, if things were different, it would be me you’d be with and only me. But one guy squeezes my thigh and you lose your shit? Where’s the fucking sense in that?”

“I fucked up,” Billy admitted, his bravado long gone. “I see that now, I fucked up. But --”

“But,” you scoffed. “See, there it is. An excuse. I don’t want your excuses anymore, Billy. I want you and while I thought that was enough, I’m seeing it’s not that easy anymore. Not if you get to act like this unhinged asshole whenever I get a sliver of attention.”

You watched Billy’s eyes search your face as his hands trembled. He wanted to reach out and cradle your face, you could tell that much, but – tale as old as time – with an audience, even if it was just a possibility that it was your mother, he remained still. “Don’t do this to me, Y/N,” he pleaded, his voice shaky. “Please. I’m sorry, okay? I’m so sosorry.”

“I just think we need to take some time away from each other,” you muttered. “For our own sanity.”

“No,” Billy argued, stepping towards you in desperation. “No, Y/N, I need you. Please don’t do this.”

“I think you need to either make a decision with Sid or be more open with me about what the fuck is going on inside of that head of yours. You can’t go around punching people because you get jealous, Billy. And, until you figure your shit out, I think we should stop this. Whatever this is between us.”

“It’s a relationship,” Billy’s brows furrowed in outrage. “Two people who fucking love each other is a relationship, Y/N.”

A sad smile broke out across your face as you stared up at the starry sky above you. “Two people who love each other but can’t show it. Who have to hide whenever people are around in fear or being seen as anything more than good pals.” You shook your head and met his frenzied stare. “That’s not a relationship, Billy. That’s fucked up. We’re fucked up.” You sniffed and gestured down to the Tupperware in his hands. “Enjoy your food. I’m going back inside now, and I meant what I said. We need some time apart so, please, don’t come around here anymore. At least not until…” you let the sentence hang in the air, unsure of your next few words.

“Until what?” He was clinging to your every word but there was an anger so palpable radiating off of him that made you take a small step back. “Until you decide that you don’t want me anymore? Walk away and leave me like my mother did?”

You cocked your head to the side and hoped like hell the hurt you felt at that accusation didn’t directly show on your face. “If you truly think I would do that, Billy, then we’re even more fucked up than I thought.” You sniffed and began to turn back to your house. “I have a lot of faith in you, Billy, and a whole hell of a lot of trust. It’s about time you showed me that same consideration.”

The raw emotion on his face was jarring and almost made you hang back long enough to console him like you would any other time, but you couldn’t. If he couldn’t trust you, what the hell hope did either of you have at this becoming a real thing? Walking back to your house, your heart broke and any emotion you fought so desperately to keep down began to bubble to the surface. But you wouldn’t break down though, at least not yet.

You always had your cards on the table when it came to Billy Loomis and it was about time that he started showing his, as well.

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13 Pop Culture References You Might Have Missed From the ‘Riverdale’ Flashback Episode

This post contains spoilers for the Riverdale episode, “Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Midnight Club.”

The highly anticipated flashback episode of Riverdale, which found our teens playing younger versions of their parents, has officially come and gone. Thanks to story time with Alice, Betty is now one step closer to solving the mystery of the Gargoyle King. She just has one minor problem: Jughead appears to be too involved in Gryphons and Gargoyles to even remember why he got into the game in the first place (to save future Riverdale teens from dying, to find out why Ben Button jumped, to name a few). I mean, he’s convince he’s going to “meet” the Gargoyle King. Sound familiar?

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Of course, the episode’s triumph was in all the pop culture references show runner Roberto Aguirre-Sacasa sprinkled throughout, from ‘80s synth pop to yes, even the opening credits, all under the warm, comforting blanket of The Breakfast Club (which of course starred Molly Ringwald, who plays Archie's mom Mary). Though, it’s worth noting that the Serpent jacket has always stayed the same, because the Serpent life has always been stylish and leathery, I guess...

Below, some of the Easter eggs you might have missed from “The Midnight Club,” including some cheeky Riverdale throwbacks.

1. Anthony Michael Hall is Principal Featherhead. If you’ve seen The Breakfast Club, you know that Hall is Brian Johnson, whose essay—you’ve tried to recite a few times—beautifully bookends the film. And just like the film, Featherhead assigns a 1,000 word essay to the group.

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2. Cole Sprouse’s young FP is definitely, maybe a tribute to Skeet Ulrich’s Scream character. It’s unclear if this was intentional, but those greasy bangs are taking me back.

Later on the episode, young FP sports a white tee. If this isn’t Billy Loomis, give me a chalice of the blue stuff from Gryphons and Gargoyles.

3. “Winona had Johnny.” As Alice sets up the scene for Betty, she reveals that the parents first played Gryphons and Gargyoles in their junior year of high school. “Phones had chords, Winona had Johnny, and everything smelled like teen spirit,” she said, referring to Winona Ryder and Johnny Depp’s explosive three-year relationship and a Nirvana classic. Damn, Alice was so cool.

4. The title card for this episode is a gentle nod to Saved by the Bell and other sitcoms from the late-‘80s. Unlike the lifespan of Zack Morris’ giant cellphone, the tribute is brief, but bless those squiggly lines, random shapes, and bubbly lettering. Other acceptable comparisons: the Full House title card and maybe even early-‘90s Nickelodeon (like Rugrats).

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5. Alice’s labelling of everyone in detention is very Breakfast Club-by. Just like the trailer and Brian’s essay in The Breakfast Club, Alice (then Alice Smith) gives everyone very appropriate titles: the bad girl (herself); the rebelling catholic (Hermione); the teacher’s pet (Penelope); the artist/athlete (Fred); the political animal (Sierra); the ladies’ man (Forsythe Pendleton Jones Jr., aka FP). In the film, Brian’s labels include the brain, athlete, basket case, princess, and criminal.

6. “Cliques don’t cross-pollinate. Have you seen Heathers?” Young Penelope burns everyone when Fred brings up the fact that they barely know each other despite being in the same school since kindergarten. Heathers, starring Winona Ryder (!), Christian Slater, and Shannen Doherty, came out in 1988, so the film was likely still fresh in the Riverdale kids’ minds.

7. KJ Apa’s young Fred is a dead ringer for Luke Perry during his 90210 days. Dylan McKay, in this denim setup with this volume of hair and his ~mood~, forever.

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8. They play Secrets and Sins. Technically not a pop culture throwback, this is the same game Cheryl suggests everyone plays back on season one, when she crashed the party at Archie’s (yes, this is the same night Jughead told Betty he’s “weird,” he’s a “weirdo”).

9. Young FP’s cast is a tribute to the movie It. As young FP tells the others, he ended up in a cast when he tried to tell his old man he wanted to go to college instead of joining the Serpents. Look closely and you’ll see the word “LOVER” (“LOSER” with a red V written over the black S) scribbled on the cast. The cast should look familiar to anyone who saw 2017’s It, where Eddie, one of the kids in The Losers’ Club, sports a similar plaster design.

10. Young Penelope says one of Cheryl’s most famous lines from the series premiere. After discovering Gryphons and Gargoyles in a locked cabinet of a teacher’s desk, the teens play several rounds and loosen up. Young Penelope the game master later spices things up and suggests surprising pairings for the next quest, putting FP with Hermione and Fred with Alice. “I guess I’m just in the mood for a little chaos,” Penelope says, almost with a wink and a nudge to her future daughter’s season one, episode one line delivered at the school dance.

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11. Do Fizzle Rocks remind you of a sweet blast from the past? Remember Pop Rocks, the candy that fizzles in your mouth and essentially “pops” the second it hits your saliva? In the same vein as Riverdale terms like American Excess and the Five Seasons, Fizzle Rocks is likely a nod to the candy. On the episode, it’s the parents’ equivalent to jingle jangle (which itself is a nod to Pixy Stix). Young Hiram (played by Mark Consuelos and Kelly Ripa’s son Michael) hands out the drug on what would be the group’s final night playing Gryphons and Gargoyles.

12. Principal Featherhead’s body is discovered in a familiar spot at Riverdale High. Not long after Featherhead is killed, likely by the Gargoyle King, his body is found in a closet underneath the stairs at school. You know who else spent some time in that closet? Jughead, when he had problems with FP on season one, refused to live at the trailer, and couldn’t stay at the drive-in because it had been shut down. Guess the closet, under a well-trod staircase, was also forgotten back then.

13. All the ‘80s music. Instead of trying to figure out how much The CW paid to use these timeless bops, please give a round of applause to the show for perfectly incorporating the tunes with the storyline and characters and then immediately play them in your car/Spotify/YouTube (because the videos are equally enjoyable).

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“Dancing With Myself” by Billy Idol

“Forever Young” by Alphaville

“True” by Spandau Ballet

“Take On Me” by A-ha

“Modern Love” by David Bowie

“Dream Warriors” by Dokken (this is covered by the Fred Heads, made up of young Fred, Hermione, Betty, Sierra, and FP, who’s on drums)

“Everybody Wants to Rule the World” by Tears for Fears

Source: https://www.cosmopolitan.com/entertainment/tv/a24736809/riverdale-easter-eggs-flashback-episode/

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Artifact Series B

B. F. Skinner's Baby Tender

B. F. Skinner's Dippy Bird *

Baba Gulabgir’s Flute

Babe Ruth's 714th Baseball

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Babushka's Scrub Brush

Babylonian Battery *

BACCCU Horn

Back Dorm Boys' Basketball Jerseys

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Bag of Holding Messenger Bag

Bag of Seeds from the Pavlovsk Experimental Station

Baiju Bawra's Oil Lamp

Bakelite Dress Clip

Baku Statue

Balclutha

Balancing 2B Pencil

Balcony of Capulet's House

Balda's Bough of Mistletoe

Balthasar Gérard’s Pig Bladder

Banksy’s Drinking Glass

Barbwire from Auschwitz

Barnard Elliott Bee Jr.'s Civil War Uniform

Baron Humbert von Gikkingen and Louise Statues

Baron Samedi's Top Hat

Barry Larkin's Olympic Torch

Barry Seal's Aviation Radio and Headset *

Barry White's 1979 Stutz IV-Porte

Barstool from the Cedar Tavern

Bartolomeo Scappi's Cloche

Bartending Beer Taps

Barthelemy de Chasseneuz's Wig

Bartholomew Roberts’ Marine Sandglass and Chip Log

Baruch Spinoza’s Icosahedron

The Basano Vase

The Baseball that killed Ray Chapman

Basilikon Doron

Bassoon from the Premiere of The Rite of Spring

Bass Reeves' Marshal Badge

Ba Statuette

Bataan Death March Dogtags *

Bat-Signal

Battle of Trenton Hessian Plate

Bavarian Breaking Wheel Machine

Baychimo Ship’s Wheel

The Bayeux Tapestry

Baylor Dodgeball *

'Beach Blanket Bingo' Bingo Stamper

The Beach Boys' Surfboard

The Bean Family's Chains

Bean Nighe Washing Rag

Beatrice Portinari's Shroud

Beatrix Kiddo's Hatori Hanzo Katana

Beatrix Potter's Scarf

Beatrix Potter's Tea Set *

Beau Brummell's Cravat

The Beau Sancy

Beauty and the Beast's Rose

Bedlam Cot

Beethoven's Ear Horn

Beethoven's Piano

Bela Lugosi's Cape

Bell and Howell's Spectroscope *

Belle Boyd's Dress

Belle Gunness' Wheelbarrow

Bellerophon’s Bridle

Bell from Carmo Convent

Bell X-1 "Glamorous Glennis"

Belt Buckle from 9/11

Ben Kuhl’s Letter

Bender Family Hammer and Knife

Benedict Arnold's Sword

Benedict Arnold's Wig

Benedict of Aniane's Rosary

Benito de Soto’s Black Joke

Benito Mussolini's Brass Knuckles

Benjamin Disraeli's Wreath

Benjamin Franklin Keith’s Theater Seat

Benjamin Franklin's Glass Armonica

Benjamin Franklin's Keys

Benjamin Franklin's Lightning Rod *

Benjamin Franklin's Ring *

Benjamin Guggenheim's Deck Chair

Benjamin Harrison's Wax Cylinder

Benjamin Hornigold's Tri-Corner Hat

Benjamin Waterhouse Hawkins' Gloves

Benkei's Weapons Pouch

Benny Binion’s $10,000 Bill

Benny Goodman's Clarinet

Benvenuto Cellini's Salt Cellar and Silver Spoon

Beowulf's Sword

Berlin Wall Spray Paint *

Bernard Bosanquet's Cricket Ball

Bert Acosta's Aviator Goggles and Cap

Bertel Thorvaldsen's Chisel

Bertram Forer's Paper Ball

Bertrand Russell's Teapot

Berzerk Arcade Console

Besarion Jughashvili's Leather Boots

Bessus' Crucifix

Best Friend Bracelets

"Best of the 80s" Jukebox

Beta Version of Civilization: Call to Power

Betsy Ross' Sewing Needle

Bettie Page's Leather Corset

Betty Crocker's First Cookbook

Betty MacDonald's Pouch

Betty White's Pearl Earrings

Beverly Hills Supper Club Cash Register

Bian Que’s Acupuncture Needles

Bian Que's Tea Kettle

Bianca Lawson/Kendra Young's Stake 'Mr. Pointy'

Bickering Halloween Statues

Biddenden Maids' Cake Pan

Bifocals of Hormonal Youth

Bill Anderson's Apron

Bill Bailey's Skimmer Hat

Bill Clinton's Saxophone *

Bill Cosby's Radio

Bill France Sr.'s Key Bowl

Bill Gates' High School Reunion Invitation

Bill Haast’s First Aid Kit

Bill Hicks’ Contact Lens

Bill Kaysing's Feather

Bill O'Reilly's No-Spin Pen

Bill Todman's 'Penny Ante' Board *

Bill Watterson's Transmogrifier Gun

Billy Bretherton's Bug Spray

Billy Club from the Standford Prison Experiment

Billy Hodgson's Teddy Bear

Billy Joel's Harmonica

Billy Joel's Piano

Billy Loomis' Cell Phone

Billy Mays' Placebo Products

Billy Mitchell's Air Force Goggles

Billy the Kid's Boots

Billy the Kid's Repeater

Billy the Puppet's Tricycle

Binding Norse Key

Bing Crosby's Record Player

Binnacle from the USS Squalus *

Bird's Eye Magnifying Glass

Bird's Postal Hat

"Birmingham Badgers' Underwear" *

Birmingham Precinct 7 "Blotube" *

Birthing Charm

Biwa-bokuboku

Bertram Forer's Paper Ball

Black Bart's Cannon *

Black Bart's Sextant

Black Canary's Fishnet Leggings

Black Cookie Jar

Black Denim Trousers of the Terror of Highway 101

Black Hawk's Shackles

Black Hole of Calcutta Monument

Black Oni Mask  

Black Oragon Figurehead Fragment *

Black Jake's Faro Table

Black Ribbon from the 2013 London Marathon

Blackthorn Shillelagh

Blade Runner Clapboard

Blade’s Katana

Blaise de Vigenere's Inkwell

Blaise Pascal's Calculator

The Bleeding Hand

Blendtec Blender

Blindness Inducing Candelabra *

Blood Saturated Rwandan Towel

Bloody "Bee" Playing Cards

Blueberry Hill

Blues Brothers' Hats

Blueprint for the Leaning Tower of Pisa *

Blueprint for the Taj Mahal *

Blue Suede Shoes

Boa Vista Plantation Token *

Bob Beamon’s Sand Pit

Bob Braham’s Lifejacket

Bob Dylan's Bus Transfer *

Bob Falfa's Black '55 Chevy

Bob Fosse's Bowler Hat

Bob Hope's Handkerchief

Bob Johnstone's Microphone

Bob Marley's Hairpick

Bob Ross' Palette & Easel

Bobbie the Wonder Dog's Tags

Bobby Baker’s Vending Machine

Bobby Blackburn's Crocodile Teeth Dentures

Bobby Fischer's Bag of Marbles *

Bobby Jones' Golf Clubs *

Bodhan Stashynsky's Gas Gun

Bodhidharma's Cloak

Bodhidharma's Slippers *

Bola Spider Bolas

Bolaji Badejo's Beret

Boombox from Say Anything

The Bonnot Gang’s Limousine

Bookshelf of Isaac Asimov's Complete Works

Boots from the Grande Armée

Borgia Family Cup

Boris Karloff's Frankenstein Costume

Boroboroton

Boston Pope Night Carts

Bottomless Canteen

Bottomless Cookie Jar *

Boudica's Helmet

Bound and Stuffed Doll

Bow of Eros

Bow of Leif Ericson's Ship

Bowl of Golden Apples *

Box of Tomatoes from La Tomatina

Brad Anderson's Dog Collar

Bradshaw Dreamtime Rock Painting

Brahan Seer’s Adder Stone

Brainwashing Antennae *

Bram Stoker's Crucifix

Bran the Blessed's Cauldron

Braun Couple's Flying Knives

Brendan O'Carroll's Garters

Breogan’s Mirror

Brian G. Hughes Umbrella

Briar Pipe Collection

Briar Rose's Spindle Fuse

Brick from the Berlin Wall *

Bricks from the Collyer Brothers Home

Brick from the Great Wall of China

Brick from the K Foundation

Brigadier General Laverlong's Elephant Walking Stick *

Bridge Plank from Tsingy de Bemaraha

British WWI Soldier's Helmet from the Battle of the Somme River

Britanic Davit

Brodie Smith's Frisbee

Bronze Dragon Token

Bronze Locust

Broxodent Electric Toothbrush

Bruce Lee's Punching Bag *

Bruce Nolan's Hairnet

Brumberger Industrial Slide Projector

Brutus' Dagger

Bryce Dion's Headphones

Buckminster Fuller’s Geodesic Dome Model

Buckskin Frank Leslie's Rifle

Buddy Holly's Sunglasses

Buddha's Alm Bowl

Buddha's Bodhi Tree

Buddha's Khakkhara

Buddy Ebsen’s Funnel

Buddy Rich's Drums *

Buddy's Leash & Collar

Buffalo Bill's Mail Bag

Bugsy Siegel's Knuckle Dusters

Bullfighter Estoque

Bull Summoning China Cabinet

Bunbuku Chagama Kettle

Bunny Man's Axe

Burning Coins

Burt Munro’s Indian Scout

Burt Shavitz's Bee Smoker

Busby Berkely's Flask *

Buster Crash Test Dummy

Bust of Diocletian

Butch Cassidy's Pistol

Butch Cassidy's Revolver

Butter Churn from Lancaster County

Buying Naked For-Sale Sign

Byford Dolphin Diving Bell

Byzantine Iron Rod