#roman bridger x you

[loveandmurders]

Imagine you're dating Roman Bridger but you don't know he is Ghostface or that he is related to Sidney.

You get jealous of the way he is interested in her and you get into an argument with him. Because of that he can't convince you to stay at home the night he is supposed to attack Sidney and her little friends.

Imagine you unfortunately run into Ghostface and you're frozen in fear, deseperately looking for anything you could use as a weapon to protect yourself.

But Roman is looking you up and down and he can only think "Damn, why is my partner that hot. Pretty sure it's illegal". You're getting confused as why Ghostface isn't trying to murder you. You're even more confused when Ghostface gently corners you against a wall and starts flirting with you.

"Hello sweetheart" he purrs and you just don't know what to do. "You should go back home, you're not safe here" he continues and you arches an eyebrow.

"Why... Because you will kill me?" you ask

"Why would I kill something as pretty as you" he hums and you fight against the blush spreading across your cheeks

"I... I've got a boyfriend" you feel like you have to say, no matter how surrealist the situation is.

"Oh yeah? And he is taking a good care of you?" Roman wonders as he lifts your chin with his gloved fingers.

"Well... Not lately no..." you admit "He is like you, you know, interested in Sidney, like if she was the only thing important in here. Gosh I even sexily dressed up to get him back in my bed, but he wasn't home tonight..." you stop yourself as you're realising you're babbling about your current love life to Ghostface.

Roman isn't too happy about what he is hearing. He can't keep neglecting you like that.

Imagine Ghostface moving even closer to you as his hands found their way down your waist.

"Your boyfriend of yours sounds like a blind idiot. Who would prefer Sidney to you? Let me take care of you" he offers

"I... What?"

Imagine Ghostface guiding you to a room he knows no one will bother you. You don't know what is going to happen to you. Before you know it, you are being seduced and pleasured out of your right mind. You even forget about the situation or the fact that a killer is taking a real good care of you.

You don't even remember how you get back home. All you know it that next morning, Roman is an absolute sweetheart to you. But you feel awfully guilty because you cheated on him.

Imagine Roman laughing at you as you tell him you had sex with Ghostface.

Imagine him replying to you "I know, babe, I was there"

[floralcyanide]

˚₊✩‧₊◜kinktober 2023! ―

― day nine ⛧ breeding kink

Roman Bridger x F!Reader

You and Roman have been trying for a baby for a while without any luck. One day, Roman is on his way home from work and has a request. 

warnings: smut, breeding kink, cockwarming, cum eating, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, mentions of failed pregnancy, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of miscarriage/ infertility, oral (f receiving), choking, nipple play (brief), lactation kink (lol. brief.)

word count: 1551

author's note: I LOVE ROMAN HE IS MY BABY DADDY FR (no pun intended I'm fr I love him sm) anyway I hope yall enjoy some Roman content. I have an unfinished Roman fic up rn actually if anyone wants to read it. I'm thinking soon I'll edit/ revise it and continue it. please leave feedback I love seeing what yall think!! ilyy

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this fic has been cross posted to ao3.

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ʀᴇᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴏɴ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ, ᴀᴏ3, ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ, ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ɪɴ ᴀɪ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀs ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʀᴛɪғɪᴄɪᴀʟ ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴛᴏ sᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

“Hello?”

“Hey,” Roman says through the phone, readjusting it between his shoulder and ear as he drives, “When I get home, I want you on the bed. Naked. Be ready for me.”

“What?” you laugh, tossing the towel you were folding on the counter, “Roman.”

“You heard me. You have ten minutes.”

A chill runs up your spine as you step away from folding laundry, “Okay.”

It’s easy for Roman to get you to do anything he desires, not in a manipulative way, but in a mutual respect and endearment way.

Roman hangs up, and you scurry upstairs to your shared bedroom to get ready. You look at yourself in the mirror as you strip, switching your basic underwear for something more provocative. You fluff your hair, realizing about 5 minutes have passed before you jog to the bed and hop onto it, lying down. You try to figure out the perfect position but give up. Instead, you just slide your underwear to the side and rub your clit softly, working yourself up. You think of Roman and how bossy he will be when he gets home. How he’s going to tell you what to do and exactly how to do it. The thought of him walking in on you pleasuring yourself sends a surge of arousal through you, and you feel turned on enough to slip a finger inside your dampening cunt. You hum in satisfaction as you curl it against the familiar spongy spot, using your other hand to resume your clit play. You hear Roman slam the front door shut downstairs, and you eagerly add another finger, pumping them in and out slowly. 

“Good girl. Just how I wanted you- ready for my cock.”

You smirk as you continue to fuck your fingers, removing them and licking off your arousal as Roman watches closely.

“You should probably take off your cute underwear before I fucking rip it off of you,” Roman says casually, his eyes darkening as he pulls off his clothes.

You do as told, tossing the underwear somewhere on the floor beside the bed, spreading your legs like you know Roman wants you to. He moans at the sight of your wet pussy, all puffy and ready for him. He wastes no time climbing on the bed and launching himself onto you, Roman’s mouth attaching itself to your cunt, licking a wide stripe up your slit before circling your clit with his deft tongue. You grasp his hair as he looks up at you, not breaking eye contact as he laps at your bundle of nerves with vigor. 

“Gonna fuck you so good, gonna put a baby in this pussy,” Roman grunts, gripping your thighs as he eats you out like a starving man.

“Fuck, Roman,” you moan at his words, grinding on his tongue as he fucks you with it.

“Touch your breasts like a good kitten. Want you to think of how swollen and sensitive they’ll be when you’re pregnant with my baby,” Roman doesn’t stop licking and suckling at your cunt, knowing exactly how you will react to his filthy mouth. 

You move your hands from his hair and tweak your nipples, jerking your hips into Roman’s face at the sensation. You try your best to imagine how large you would get in your breasts and stomach, maybe even your thighs and definitely your hips. The two of you have been trying for a baby for a while, and there have been times you wanted to give up. Two miscarriages, negative pregnancy tests out the ass, and possible infertility were just some of the issues that have gone on lately. For a while now, you and Roman have had sex, but not to try for a baby. You haven’t taken any tests because you have yet to miss your period. So, at this point, it’s fair to say no matter what you do, having a baby naturally seems out of the picture. But you let your imagination work its magic anyway.

Roman senses you’re close to orgasm and pulls away, and you frown as you’re torn from your daydream of being full and round with Roman’s child. He sits on his knees, raising your legs to put them on his shoulders as he lines himself up with your entrance. Slowly, Roman pushes himself into you, nearly howling at the feeling of your tight wetness. Every time is like the first time for you both, no matter how life is going, your sex life is always perfect. This time is no different. Once Roman is sheathed all the way into you, he waits a moment for you to adjust to his size. You wiggle your hips a little, taking deep breaths as you stretch around him. You begin to move your body back and forth, motioning for Roman to move, too. And he doesn’t waste a second before pulling out and plunging back into you. Gaining a steady rhythm, Roman leans down to capture your lips with his, your chest nearly flush with his. You slip your tongue into his mouth and fight for dominance, swallowing his moans as he fucks you a little harder. He grabs hold of your throat and gently squeezes it as he makes out with you.

“Fuck, you’re so good,” Roman closes his eyes as he gets lost in the feeling of your walls fluttering around him, your g spot grazing against his tip with every thrust, “Gonna fuck a baby into you, make you so full of my cum you’ll have to get pregnant.”

You moan at Roman’s voice as it whispers dirty fantasies in your ear about how he’s gonna pump you full of cum and fuck it into you, how he’s gonna suck your nipples until you lactate, and how much he loves you. You bounce yourself onto his cock, chasing after your incoming orgasm as Roman toys with your clit. 

“Cum around my cock, baby girl. Milk this cock like you mean it,” Roman gruffs, his breaths coming out in pants as he snaps his hips into yours as fast as he can.

You curse as you purposefully clench hard around Roman, causing him to spurt hot cum into you. The feeling of his hot seed filling your womb makes your orgasm hit you full force, your cunt clenching harder around Roman, milking him for everything he has to offer. You’re both panting as you come down from your highs. You wait for your husband to pull out of you, but he doesn’t. Instead, he grabs your hips and lays down, keeping himself inside you. You’re the one on top now, still full of Roman’s softening cock.

“Are you gonna-”

“Nope,” Roman smiles, “I was serious about fucking a baby into you. I’m keeping my cum in you for as long as I have to.”

You squirm at the feeling of him inside you, your pussy sensitive from your release. 

“Stop moving, or I’ll get hard again,” Roman warns, and you jokingly swivel your hips.

You both laugh, and Roman reaches up to push some hair out of your face, “My beautiful wife.”

You smile, keening into his hand as he cups your face. You stay like that, sitting on him for a little while as he massages your breasts, sliding his hands up and down your sides. You rest your palms on Roman’s chest, watching him lovingly.

“I’m gonna pull out, are you ready?”

You nod but still wince slightly as Roman slowly removes himself from you. Before you can react, Roman shoves two fingers inside you, pumping his cum back into you before it can fully leak out. You’re a little turned on from him playing with your nipples a moment ago, so you gasp at the feeling of his digits curling side you. Roman flips onto his stomach, replacing his fingers with his tongue. He hungrily laps at your mixture of cum and arousal, and you groan at the sight of Roman consuming his own release. 

“That’s fucking hot,” you sigh, letting him tongue-fuck you.

Roman sucks your clit as he switches between eating up your leaking cunt and grazing his teeth along the bundle of nerves. You feel yourself edging toward another orgasm and let it wash over you as Roman eats it up, too. 

“God,” you exhale, relaxing into the pillows behind your head, “That was amazing.”

“I agree. We should make babies more often,” Roman laughs.

“More than we already do?” you roll your eyes at him, and he climbs over to you, pulling you into his chest.

“Way more. Like, 3 times a day at least.” Roman rests his hand on your stomach as you both cuddle for a while. You get up to shower, and Roman gets up to make dinner. Over the next few days, you forget about the sex. You’re used to Roman cumming inside you when you fuck anyway, and nowadays, you don’t really miss your period because of it. Until you do. You don’t have your period for a whole month and a half before deciding to take a test. And when you do, there are two lines. So, with shock filling your bones, you take another. And another. They’re all positive Looks like Roman did fuck a baby into you after all.

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[liliesdiary]

➢ Be My Valentine

SYNOPSIS → Your Lovesick Anonymous who so happens to be the infamous Ghostface is your Valentine's date after several threatening messages.

READ PART ONE → ➢ Face Of An Angel

TAGS/WARNINGS → pornstar!reader, dubcon, yandere!ghostface, blackmail, power play, porn addict!ghostface, porn mentioned, porn addiction mentioned, obsessive!ghostface, love struck!ghostface, hyperfem!reader, soft angel porn name, obsessive thoughts, horror porno, knife play, violent threats, mentions of trauma, ownership obsession, possessive!ghostface, yandere themes & a lot of pink! Happy Valentine's Day <3

As you press accept, you receive countless love letters and lovesick anonymous messages from him. You picked the right choice.

Your heart pounded like a little dove trying to escape her cage. Your eyes scanned across your screen, the pink bright light reflecting in your doe eyes.

Did you make the right choice? You thought to yourself. Or did you just put yourself in a cage and gave your stalker the key?

The amount of love letters on your screen were overwhelming. The pink anonymous lovesick messages flood your screen, glitching and breaking your computer. The messages were filled with violent love letters, oh such sweet words were used to describe you.

Angel, little dove, doll, his little porn star.

He acted as if he owned you. As if because you were a porn star, he had every right to claim your body, the one you've exposed so many times to him. Horror porn fantasizes, gore and pictures of his precious little victims fill your inbox, making the knot in your stomach tighten even more.

What the fuck have you gotten yourself into?

You look away as soon as you see the countless pictures of gore he sent you, his pretty little victims covered in blood and ribbons, just for you.

Think of it as a little present.

You try to click off the screen, trying to press the x but it doesn't work. Your computer was completely frozen as your hands started to sweat.

Then all of a sudden, your computer flashes bright pink with him on the screen. Him in that mask of terror. The same mask he used to terrorize you so many years ago. Your pretty doll eyes trembled as you backed away from your computer screen. He was watching you. He's been watching you and not just from your live streams, but from your computer. You've been his trapped little dove for longer than you've known, entertaining him as you expose yourself everyday in front of that computer everyday.

And you thought he was just a fucking creep sending threats to scare you, but he was so much fucking worse.

He was the person that violated you so many years ago, your stomach aches as you remember how sweetly he twisted that knife into you, whispering sweet words as your trembling eyes couldn't move away from your friend's dead bodies on the floor.

Why couldn't he just leave you alone?

He already ruined your life, he brutally took everything away from you and he wanted more. He was starving for you and you were already trapped in his cage, waiting pathetically to be ripped apart by him.

Your heart aches, the urge to run away and hide filled it yet you couldn't move. You were frozen in fear, your heart pounding as your room got quiet. Way too fucking quiet.

Then you hear a ping from your phone. It was from him.

꧁ᬊᬁ LOVESICK ANONYMOUS ᬊ᭄꧂

Go to sleep, little dove. I won't hurt you just yet. Get some rest, I'll see you tomorrow for Valentine's Day.

Oh, how sweet. Maybe you were falling for him.

You wake up the next morning, your unsettling anxiety filled you. You felt haunted by the masked man whose presence was a haunting shadow that lingered in your life. You felt his eyes on you, his dark cold eyes clinging onto your skin.

Your eyes flickered at your computer screen, the screen still distorted and overflowing with his relentless love confessions.

You rose from your pink messy bed, your feet hesitant as you don't even feel safe in your own room anymore. You look at your computer, a new message has popped up. A sweet morning message with a threat laced with it.

The words twisted within you like a dagger, a reminder of the power he wielded over your very being. You knew you couldn't run from him, he was watching you. Your heart almost fluttered. In a sick twisted way, it was romantic.

He then sent another message through your phone.

꧁ᬊᬁ LOVESICK ANONYMOUS ᬊ᭄꧂

Happy Valentine's Day Angel. Will you get dolled up for me?

Oh. Did your heart just flutter?

Was the trapped little dove’s heart fluttering for him already?

You yearned to reply with a sweet yes, yet you restrained yourself. How utterly pathetic it would be to doll yourself for the psychopath who had mercilessly taken your friends. And yet, insatiably, your body betrays you, responding with an intensity that shivers at his mere existence. It feels as though he possesses you entirely, your very soul branded by his tainted touch long ago, an indelible mark of obsession that you cannot escape.

You shamefully respond with a submissive yes, your body and heart betraying you. You could feel him luring you in deeper and deeper, his hands roaming all over you as you allow him to.

꧁ᬊᬁ LOVESICK ANONYMOUS ᬊ᭄꧂

Good Girl.

His response made your heart flutter and your cunt throb. Fuck, he owned you. You stripped yourself from your clothes, exposing yourself as you felt his eyes watching you change. You knew he was watching yet you were vulnerable with him, as you always were.

Always too bare and vulnerable for a man who'll twist a knife deep into your stomach just to see the beauty of your wide, submissive eyes.

You picked a snug pink top that covered your notorious tattoo. Your pretty skirt clung just a bit too high, as your lace stockings caressed your legs. Your lips glistened with your signature pink gloss, while your hair was braided and adorned with delicate pink ribbons.

You were all dolled up for him. How pathetic.

You couldn't see him but you could feel him staining your body with his filthy eyes as you walked to your morning class. The mystery of his identity, hidden beneath that mask, sent shivers down your spine; he could be anyone, lurking in the shadows of your thoughts.

You try to pay attention to class, trying to finish your assignments on your laptop but your mind wanders off and won't stop thinking about him. You click off your assignments, trying to log into your porn account but you couldn't sign in.

He has complete control over your account now.

Your legs shake as he starts to control every part of your life, and you loathe the realization that you are beginning to crave it.

Then you hear a soft ping from your phone, you open the message and it was from him.

「 CLICK TO CONTINUE READING 」

[getmeoutofhell]

Slasher House x f! reader

“y/n, could you come in here for a moment please.” usually when hannibal calls you by your first name, something’s up. you wasted no time and went to where he was.

“yes?” you say, as you feel your nerves rise out of fear. he looks at you, not with anger, but with concern. you raise ur eyebrow, confused. “what’s the matter doctor lector? did i so something wrong again?” you ask.

he squints his eyes at you, before slight shaking his head no. “i’m a little confused y/n. what is this?” he picks up a card with a piece of paper on it. “what is that?” you ask. he shows you a letter with your name as the title of it. your eyes widened at the paper, wondering who the hell wrote it.

“may i see it doctor?” he hands you the letter, before taking a seat in one of the chairs. you begin to open the letter, itching to see which bastard wrote it. no one’s ever wrote you a letter before, so this was different.

‘dear y/n, i hope this letter finds you well.

i’ve been admiring you for some months now, and took some time to get to know you personally.

your eyes, smile, laugh, personality, are a gift to me. i’d rather keep my identity private, so you won’t try and run from me. not like you can anyway. after all you’re mine.

once you find out who i am, you and i will leave this place and move away together. i want you to have my children, carry on our legacy. you’d be a wonderful mother, and a wonderful wife. don’t worry my love, i’ll send more letters soon.

sincerely,

your future husband’

your eyes widened as you read the letter out loud to hannibal. who the fuck is this person, writing this letter to you? hannibal looked at you, before taking a quick breath.

“well y/n, it’s clear that someone in this house is in love with you. would you like help figuring out who it is?” he says.

you don’t know what to say.

part 2

[emmalandry]

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𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝟙𝟙 ~ ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕊𝕖𝕩

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༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕝𝕖༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

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Ethan calling you as Ghostface as he's hiding somewhere in your home. Picking up the phone just to hear the deep voice break through your speakers.

Him telling you how cute and killable you look in your white teddy as you lay in your bed, he can see the wet spot forming in your panties through the crack in your closet door.

"I bet I could come in there and kill you right now. My pretty little victim. Maybe I'll cum down that precious throat of yours before I slice it right open." He can see you slip your little fingers beneath your panties as they skillfully rub your throbbing clit.

His cock twitched beneath his jeans as he popped the button and began palming himself over his boxers. "Please don't kill me Mr. Ghostface. I'll do anything."

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[jillgirlfriends]

Amber Freeman VS Jill Roberts

All their feats

-ˋˏ Strength

• amber was able to dislocate tara's legs and force her to walk on crutches.

• jill was able to give charlie a good beating in act 3, slamming him into the glass door several times, causing him to bleed.

takes: amber 1:0

-ˋˏ Striking Strength

• had fractured tara's ankle by stomping on it. fought sidney and gale.

• was responsible for tying up trevor. but the way she did so is unknown. makes trevor shout in pain with a light kick, multiple times. made sidney groan in pain with a punch, and then, made her yell with another one, but she was aiming for her wounds, which would overall increase the damage to sidney

takes: jill 1:1

-ˋˏ Lift Strength

• amber grabbed tara's hair by the hair and threw her against the wall. she never lifted dewey either. she stood on her tiptoes.

• jill was able to lift sydney by grabbing her by the hair and throwing her vertically into a glass cabinet, jill was also able to lift rebecca and throw her causing her to die from the fall

takes: jill 1:2

-ˋˏ Speed

• caught up to chad after injuring his leg. quickly got into tara’s house before she could rearm her system. left tara's house undetected by the police, who had already arrived at the crime scene, keep up with sidney and gale in a 2v1.

• comparable to sidney. tied charlie into a chair, even though the timespan while doing so is unknown.), stabs sidney before she could react, later on, had shown superior speed to her multiple times while both were injured. attacked dewey before he could react by sneaking behind him. pulls the trigger hudy before could react. with the last two feats being done while she's injured. stabs charlie before he could react, the same managed to avoid a bullet. managed to get to rebecca unnoticed.

takes: both 2:3

-ˋˏ IQ

• had been the one to find out about christina carpenter had a daughter with billy loomis, and was successful in hidding it until she met richie. clonned liv's phone.

• manipulated charlie into becoming her partner. created a scheme to frame charlie and trevor as the killers, even being willing to harm herself and move objects to make herself look more coherent, and made all the videos tracked to trevor. created a fake conversation with kirby in her messages, causing sidney to rush to kirby's house to find her), when fighting sidney, she not only overpowers her in combat, but also targets her wounds to cause her even more damage. after dewey enters the room, she will hide to sneak up behind him and knock him out.

takes: jill 2:4

-ˋˏ Battle IQ

• none. amber is too crazy and doesn't think about doing anything first. amber was constantly picked on and beaten in act 3. lost the battle 2 on 1

• very high. jill fought well against sidney, hitting dewey from behind with a metal plate and fought against 4 alone

takes: jill 2:5

-ˋˏ Endurance

• punched in the face, gale punched her in the face, hit her in the forehead with liquid soap in a glass bottle, kicked in the stomach, hit a table and fell because of sydney and gale, tara kicked her while weakened, shot three times in the chest and set on fire

• peak human, stabbed her own shoulder. jill had scratched her own cheek. she rips a part of her hair. had sidney pressing her finger against her injured eye. had been electrocuted on her head by a pair of defribilators.

takes: amber 3:5

-ˋˏ Durability

• amber was shot three times in the chest and after that she started to burn, after some time she was able to run and try to attack

• hit in the head with a loaded defibrillator, but jill got up and tried to hit sydney from behind with a shard of glass, but she shot jill in the chest

takes: both 4:6

-ˋˏ Brutality

• very brutally stabbed judy hicks multiple times, also stabbed dewey riley and shot liv. amber's murders are more brutal

• jill shot trevor in the groin and head, stabbed charlie in the heart, and also killed rebecca and jenny. jill's murders are more creative and diverse

takes: amber 5:7

-ˋˏ Motiv

• amber's motive is very weak. she was literally offended by the movie and wanted to make her own movie with richie

• jill's motives were to gain fame, revenge on sydney and to become the "final girl" jill's motive is much more interesting and is one of the best

takes: jill 5:8

-ˋˏ Who is more obvious ghostface

• amber is more obvious, because of her passive aggressive attitude towards everyone. she treats sam badly, it is clear that she did not care about tara who ended up in the hospital, she throws a party after the murders, although she calls it wes's wake, according to her, but after she says: "the party is over"

• jill on the other hand is less suspicious and cautious

amber is a more obvious ghostface 5:9

-ˋˏ Kills

• amber killed: liv, dewey and judy. she didn't kill the others because richie always kills his victims with a stab in the neck and amber kills in a more brutal way

• jill killed: jenny, rebecca, trevor and charlie. jenny is the girl trevor cheated on jill with, and it is highly likely that jill herself wanted to kill both of them, so she killed jenny. also, Ghostface gets angry when jenny calls him trevor when he talks to her. jill killed rebecca because she was the closest to rebecca, they were both in the same building, and when ghostface runs to rebecca, you can hear the sound of heels. in act 3 we see jill's heels.

takes: jill 5:10

Jill Roberts winner

[angeldiarybook]

Bye bc I low key never gave a fuck abt Roman or scream 3 but now that I’m starting to think abt it he’s kinda bad…😔 there’s like literally no fanfics of him kinda shitty 😒

….😏

[roadkillremi]

Kinktober '23

6 out of 11

Restraint/Bondage

GN!Ghostface X GhostfaceFan!AFAB!Reader

MasterList. Kinktober '23

Summary : Ghostface teases you.

Warnings : MINORS DNI, Restraint/Bondage, Knife play, uses the handle of the knife for penetration, choking, teasing.

A short one I'm sorry:(

Some people may call you a psycho if they knew what you were doing. You should be running for your life, begging for mercy. Adrenaline should be flooding your brain, not oxytocin.

Your wild fantasies came to life, Ghostface in your bedroom. You tried to be scared or nervous, but you were excited. You could care less about why they wanted to kill you. Suspect lists weren't your priority or problem. All you could focus on was their touch.

Ghostface thought you were asleep and crawled through your window. You weren't asleep you were just laying on your side trying to sleep. You slowly looked over seeing the white mask peer at you. You couldn't scream or cry, you just stared. The head tilted, you leaned over flicking your lamp on.

The warm light flooded through, they stood in the corner. You sat up, "Are you here to kill me?". They slowly shoot their head no. Your heart raced, "then what?". No answer, they stepped closer to your bed. They leaned your arms down shifting their weight forward. The mask was close to your face. If you squinted enough you could see their eyes.

"What do you want?"

"You."

The voice was soft, it didn't sound real. More automatic from a voice changer, machine. You felt as your arousal pooled into your underwear. You smirked, they straightened up and walked to the end of your bed. They motioned for you to come closer. You crawled over and sat on your knees. Your wooden bedframe is pushed against your skin. Ghostface tilted their head, "why aren't you crying?". They held your chin tilting it upwards. You just sat there staring at them, "Because I'm... A fan.".

Your hands hesitantly reached for them. They didn't move, you wrapped your arms around their neck. You could only assume they were enjoying this.

Their gloved hands rubbing the side of your waist. They shoved you down climbing over your bedframe. They pinned your body to the mattress. Their knees on your thighs, their body weight shifting to hold you in place. They reached under their robe pulling off their belt and knife. They bonded your wrists together to your bedframe. They proceeded to take the knife and gently placed it on your chest.

Your pajama t-shirt scrunched around the knife. You couldn't help but watch, the knife pushed into the shirt slicing it. Your chest was revealed to them, their gloved hands grasped them. They fiddled and pinched making you whimper.

You felt their hips push into your pajama shorts. You whined moving your wrists causing them to jerk. Ghostface ran their hand down your stomach. The blade followed along and stopped at your hips. The knife slid under the fabric and snapped it. They moved the knife to the other side cutting it.

Their fingers traced around your core causing you to buck your hips up. They stopped shoving your hips down digging your nails into your sides. You hissed in pain, Ghostface tilted their head to the side. They flipped the knife with a little toss holding the blade. They pushed the handle through your folds. You gasped squirming beneath them, their other hand grabbed your throat. You stopped and stared at them, a soft squeeze to your throat.

They pushed the handle through your entrance. You whimpered trying to move your thighs. They squeezed your throat warning you to stop. You tried to adjust to the girth of the handle.

Thump Thump

Ghostface looked towards the door, they slowly took the knife out of you. They walked towards the window slowly opening it.

"You're not gonna untie me?!" You tried to jerk your wrists. A breathy chuckle escaped from them, they climbed out the window.

Tag list - @hurlonsororitygirls @sanzumylovee @katie-tibo @horneybeach1 @ithinkitszeph

[g4yforethan]

celebration

pairing: roman bridger x male!reader

summary: roman and reader have some fun after his birthday party ;)

warnings: smut, cursing, top!roman, bottom!reader

a/n: bro scott foley is so fine omfg! also roman is not the killer in this story too

"happy birthday dear roman! happy birthday to you!" everyone cheered as roman blew out his candles. it was his 30th birthday and he had invited the entire cast of his new movie, stab 3. you auditioned for the role of a side character but after roman viewed your tape, he created a new main character for you. by then, everyone knew you two had something for each other. he gets up and starts to hug everyone including you. he holds you the longest and even slips in a kiss on the cheek while everyone moves to the living room. "after they all leave, come with me to my room alright?" he whispers in your ear. you nod your head with excitement and walk to the living room and sit with sarah as she rants about how much she hates her character in the movie.

a few more hours start to pass and everyone starts to gather their things and leave. "hey y/n do you need a ride home?" jennifer asks you. "oh no i think i'm gonna stay the night here with roman." you give her a wink and she reciprocates with a silly grin on her face. you hug her and close the door and head upstairs to find roman. you walk through the upstairs area but you couldn't find roman. "roman? roman where the fuck are you?!" all of a sudden, someone in a ghostface costume comes out and grabs you from behind. you scream and elbow them in the side. roman lets out a groan and takes off the mask. "ugh roman why the fuck would you do that?! you scared the hell outta me!" he laughs and pulls you in by your waist.

"aww come on baby i was just trying to have some fun. besides, don't you think i look sexier with this shit on?" you agreed but gave roman a poker face. "whatever roman. so why the hell am i here right no-" he picks you up and starts to kiss you. his hands rub your back while yours cling onto his hair. he pushes the master bedroom door open and lays you on your back. he kisses your neck leaving several hickey marks burning into your skin. he takes off his shirt as do you. you leave scratches all over his back and he craves for more of you. "oh god roman. i want you inside me." roman gets more turned on when you whisper in his ear. he unbuckles his pants and pulls out his dick.

"put it in me baby." he smiles at you and takes off your pants. he lifts up your legs and goes down near your hole. he licks around your sensitive area which makes you moan in pleasure. "you like that baby boy?" you nod your head yes as your eyes roll back. he gets his dick and teases your hole with it. you couldn’t wait any longer. he knows this and slowly slides his dick inside you. every thrust was filled with all of roman’s love and wanting of you.

he goes even faster and faster making the pleasure unbearable but you craved it even more. you moaned and moaned so loud that you thought someone would call the police on you too. roman lays on his back as you start to ride him. you start to go fast and you stare at roman as he rolls his eyes back watching you ride his dick. “fuck yeah baby. ride my dick.” you put your fingers in his mouth and he sucks on them while you ride him. after riding, you get on all fours and roman gets behind you and you start to fuck his dick.

you both went fast which caused a choir of moans from the both of you. “fuck roman. i’m close.” “me too baby.” “cum in me.” roman heard you and did so. you felt his warm cum fill inside of you. you came not too long after and soon the two of you were laying in bed cuddling with each other. “well i hope you enjoyed your birthday present." roman laughed and gave you a kiss. "damn with this kind of present i wish it was my birthday every day then." you laughed and rolled your eyes and began to fall asleep in his arms.

[cowboy-lover69]

Ghostface Valentines day headcanons

(Minor NSFW ahead 18+ only)

(1,325 words)

Billy Loomis

--- Billy is not a fan of the holiday in general, but he can't just ignore it since he is dating and wants to do something for you.

--- Billy is not good with personalized gifts, unless you guys have been dating for a long time he is not really sure what to get you. Usually he will get you flowers and a stuffed animal or a piece of jewelry

--- Billy likes to take you on a date if he can. Usually it's a restaurant or maybe a surprise window visit to your house at night. Whatever it is on valentines day he likes you to be around you  and tries his best to at least spend a little bit of time with you.

--- on Valentine's Day he likes to surprise you with smaller things outside of his bigger gift and date, whether it's smaller gifts or buying you food among other things. He just likes just seeing your reaction.

Stu Macher 

--- stu LOVES valentines day, outside of him enjoying the romantic festivities and also gives him the excuse to have a grotesque amount of sex, I mean it’s not like he doesn't already but now he has an excuse. 

--- he likes to plan ahead when getting you gifts. He's not very good at gift giving so he will subtly ask you what you want or at least try to be subtle. If he does not know what to get you he will resort to a stuffed animal. 

--- he likes to take you to the amusement park on Valentine's Day because he thinks it's so much more fun than a normal date, and he likes to win you stuff.

--- stu doesn't really expect that much in return he does appreciate when you get him things though which you often do. Outside of the gifts you usually give him you and he often has sex later at night on the holiday, very special Valentine's Day sex. He will often break out the candles and make everything very fancy when you guys do have sex.

Mickey Alteri 

--- he's pretty neutral on the holiday but he loves you so he usually ends up doing stuff with you.

--- gift-wise he thinks he knows you pretty well, so he doesn't really ask what you want and just kind of wings it. He doesn't always land the gift. There have been a few mess-ups, but he has a higher chance to get something you like than not.

--- he doesn't go all out of dates a lot of the time he just comes over and you two hangouts. If he does do something outside of the house, you guys go to the theater or out somewhere fun like an arcade. 

--- he's very touchy in general when you guys are dating, but on valentines he's VERY touchy he's practically attached to you on the hip he's always touching you whether he is kissing you or holding you close.

Roman Briger

--- Roman really likes valentines day, he likes to use it to show off his wealth to you. He likes to feel admired by you.

--- he loves to spoil you on valentines day, he buys you lots of things basically anything you ask for he will buy for you. Even without you asking he buys you many things such as jewelry, stuffed animals, flowers etc.  

--- he likes to keep things more lowkey when you guys go out for a date on valentines day. Well his lowkey is going to the most fancy restaurant in town for a nice dinner. 

--- on valentines day he’s really big on romantic gestures. Like opening the door for you, kissing your hand and generally taking care of you since as much as he wants you to admire him. He also admires and loves you and he wants to show it.

--- sometimes after you guys go on your guy's date, he will book a hotel for a long-interrupted sex session. He would do it at his house, but he likes a spicier feeling of a hotel setting, even though he hates the beds.  

Jill Roberts 

--- she doesn't like valentine's day that much, she finds the holiday unnecessary since she's not the romantic type well she is just in more subtle ways. She doesnt go all out for the holiday but she's dating you so she decides to participate. 

--- she's very perceptive when it comes to gifting, she pays attention to every little thing you do and say so she's pretty good in the gift department. She never tells you you're getting a gift so she can surprise you, but it never works because you always see it coming, since she gets you a gift every valentines day, but you always act surprised because you know she likes it.

--- she likes dates but on valentines dates she likes to keep it lowkey since most places are very busy and she likes having alone time with you. You guys tend to end up watching a movie and hanging out on the couch. Sometimes she just suggests hanging out at home because she wants to sleep with you but she would never tell you that.

Charlie Walker

--- charlie likes valentines day since he likes a reason to hangout with more than he already does. 

--- charlie doesn't really get you anything for valentines day besides his love of course. He finds he is a little too broke to really get you anything he would like to get you. If he does get you anything it be small or a handmade gift like a card or flowers he picked etc.

--- date-wise Charlie likes to keep things low-key for Valentine's Day. He often invites you over to binge the stab movies and make out among other things of course but mostly that.

Amber Freeman

--- amber likes to do things for valentines day. She doesn't really like the holiday herself but she likes the opportunity to treat you to what she can provide.

--- amber near the beginning of your guys relationship around valentines day she would not know what to get you but she would try, at some point she stopped trying to get a good gift for you and started getting pretty stander gifts stuffed animals mostly, but sometimes she still does try and she doesn't always fail.

--- you guys don’t really do anything date-wise for valentines since both of you prefer staying at home and hanging out, maybe even inviting over a few friends to hangout as well as a sort of double date. 

Ethan Landry 

--- ethan really likes valentines day, but most of the time forgets about its existence until the day of even then sometimes he doesn't remember, until you remind him.

--- he always scrambles to get gifts for you if he doesn't remember to get you one ahead of time, which most of the time he doesn't. Most of the time he gives you something he already owns like a book he likes for some of his clothes.

--- date-wise he never really has anything planned most of the time you guys go to a movie if there's any good ones playing. If there isn't you guys go hangout at the arcade or at home. Since neither of you take the holiday too seriously.

Quinn Bailey

--- Quinn really likes Valentine's day, she loves the opportunity to hang out with you and treat you and likes seeing you happy.

--- Quinn doesn't really get you gifts specifically for the holiday besides maybe a card, she likes to buy you things when you guys go out on dates for the holiday.  

--- Quinn really likes to take you shopping for the holiday mostly at the mall and she likes to try her best and pay for what she can for you.

--- at the end of the day she takes you home and you two most likely have sex. She finds a good way to end Valentine's Day or at least for her a good way.

the masterlist

[loveandmurders]

Scream Masterlist

Ghostface’s fan #1 Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 (NSFW, Billy Loomis x female reader x Stu Matcher)

No blood on my floor!! (Billy Loomis x female reader x Stu Matcher)

Killer gf imagine (Billy Loomis x female reader x Stu Matcher)

Ticklish s/o (Billy Loomis x GN!reader x Stu Matcher)

So hot & so confused (Billy Loomis x female reader)

Ghostface is my soulmate (Billy Loomis x female reader)

My boyfriend is a serial killer (Stu Matcher x female reader)

Here for you (Amber Freeman x gender neutral reader)

Life used to be so soft (Amber Freeman x gender neutral reader)

Roman neglected you imagine (Roman Bridger x female reader)

Some interesting holidays (Billy Loomis x GN!reader x Stu Matcher // crossover with House of Wax)

[floralcyanide]

𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐀 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 • 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫

Part Five (NSFW)

Roman Bridger x AFAB!Reader

The day Roman first laid eyes on you, he knew he had to have you. There was something about you that he couldn’t quite put his finger on, and usually, he was good at reading people off the bat. But you were a different story. Naturally, you only opened up when necessary, not letting people in if you didn’t have a reason to. So you were guarded, and Roman didn’t like that. He wanted to worm his way into your life, no matter what it took.

If that took delving into his twisted past again in order to get to you, so be it.

AFAB - (assigned female at birth) someone who is born female but can identify with she/her or other pronouns. reader pronouns are gender neutral, so people who use any pronouns can read, but female anatomy will be used and described in this fanfiction eventually.

warnings: coarse language, smut, nsfw, penetration (p in v), oral sex (m and f receiving), choking, biting, kissing, ass slapping (brief), breast/ nipple play, fun stuff like that. reminder that reader is afab, so female anatomy is described in this part.

word count: 2646

author's note: this took me a while to write so I don't feel like proofreading lulz so if it flows weird, or if I forgot details, let me know and I'll fix it. my brian is just fried rn haha. I hope ya'll enjoy!! it's been a little while since I last wrote full blown smut tbhh

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ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ʀᴇᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴏɴ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ, ᴀᴏ3, ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ, ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ɪɴ ᴀɪ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀs ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʀᴛɪғɪᴄɪᴀʟ ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴛᴏ sᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

You nearly fall in your attempt to climb out of the low-sitting car because your nerves are frazzled. To say it’s been a while since you’ve done anything sexual would be an understatement. You’re ready but still nervous. Mainly because it’s essentially sex with your boss, of all people. But Roman is also someone you’ve been majorly crushing on for a while. So that cancels it out, right?

When you and Roman enter his condo, you walk ahead of him and turn to say something but are suddenly taken aback by a bruising kiss. Your hands immediately fly up to the sides of Roman’s head. You groan into the kiss but pull away despite how good the embrace was.

“Ground rules,” you exhale, making eye contact with Roman, “Gotta use a condom. I don’t want any mini-me’s running around quite yet. And nothing too crazy with kinks, I don’t want to end up in the hospital having to explain what happened. Also, no hickies above my collarbone.”

“You’ve seemed to have forgotten who’s in control here, Y/N,” Roman smiles sinisterly, grabbing you by the throat gently, “But I accept your rules. They’re very good ones.”

You smile, taking one of your hands and covering Roman’s with it, pressing into his fingers so they squeeze your throat just right, “I’m glad.”

Roman rips your hand away, now gripping your throat harshly but not hard enough to bruise. He pulls you to him by your neck, kissing your lips once more. He slips his tongue inside your mouth, battling your tongue for dominance. You were open to either domination or submission, but usually, you were bratty. You definitely used that characteristic to get what you want and to do what you want. Sometimes it’s used to fight your way to domination, but you doubt that’ll work on Roman. So, you give in and let him explore your mouth without pushback.

“This is okay, right? We don’t have to do this if you don’t feel comfortable,” Roman pulls away, wanting to ensure consent has been laid out.

“It’s okay. I want this,” you say, pulling Roman back toward you by his shirt collar.

“Good, because so do I,” Roman looks between your eyes and lips before attacking your mouth once again.

Your hands snake between you and Roman, working at the buttons of his shirt until you eventually reach the top button. You push the shirt off him, running your hands down his torso before digging your fingers into his hips. You pull Roman’s body flush to yours, and you can feel how hard he’s becoming through your pants. Turning your attention away from kissing Roman, you start to kiss along his jawline and down his neck, nipping here and there. You travel down his chest and stomach until your knees hit the entryway floor. Both of you have yet to move anywhere else; hasty to start. You unbutton Roman’s pants, slowly undoing the zipper as you look up at him.

“Normally, I like taking the reins, but I like this view too much,” Roman smirks, running his hand over your head before carding his fingers into your hair.

You chuckle before pulling the pants down his hips and thighs, letting them fall to the floor. You mouth at his bulge through his underwear, licking at the small wet spot. Pulling his underwear down to where his pants are, you quickly grab hold of Roman’s length before licking the tip. You haven’t sucked anyone off in a long time, but the memory is still very much there. Taking Roman into your mouth, you gradually slide him over your tongue until he hits the back of your throat. He groans at the feeling, his fingers pulling at your hair slightly. You relax your tongue as much as possible, taking a deep breath through your nose before hollowing out your cheeks. You thrust your head forward and back slowly, gaining a rhythm as Roman hisses out a few curse words. His grip on your hair tightens as you bob your head on his cock a little faster. You gag every now and then, but make sure to breathe through your nose and relax. 

“If you don’t let up, I’m gonna cum in that pretty mouth of yours,” Roman warns.

You immediately pull off him with an embarrassing amount of spit and tears on your face. Roman grabs your face, his thumb pressing into your jawbone harshly. He forces you to look up at him and looks pleased at the mess on your face.

“Good kitten. Now go to my bedroom down the hall to the left and make yourself presentable for me on the bed. I’ll grab some condoms,” Roman lets go of you, helping you get off the floor.

Once he turns away, you take a deep breath and recollect yourself before wandering to his bedroom. You look in the mirror at your now messy face and try to fix it the best you can, as well as trying to fix your hair that’s been mussed up by Roman’s hands. You peel off your shirt, revealing the nice bralette you decided to wear on a whim. You had thought, you never know when you put it on. And now you’re glad you think ahead sometimes. Removing your pants, you eyeball your somewhat matching underwear. He probably won’t pay much mind to it anyway. Guys don’t really care about matching stuff. You fold your clothes neatly and place them on an accent chair in Roman’s room, along with your shoes. You fluff up your hair in the mirror before scurrying to the bed when you hear him heading down the hall. You lay upright on the pillows, letting your legs fall open enough that Roman could see the growing wet spot against your core when he gets close enough. You palm your breasts through your bralette as he walks in.

“Well, well, well,” he says in a satisfied tone, tossing the box of condoms on the bed next to you before crawling onto the bed himself, “Prepared, were we?”

“Maybe,” you shrug, “I just like to look nice.”

“In case you wanna get fucked by your boss?” Roman nearly snorts, and you roll your eyes before chuckling at him.

“Sure, Roman. Whatever helps you sleep at night.”

Roman is still without his clothes, his body now hovering over yours. His cock was hard again, resting against his lower stomach. You try not to stare at it too much, but it is arguably the nicest one you’ve seen. Roman lowers himself onto you, capturing your lips with his before moving them along your jaw and down your neck. He nips at the skin, careful not to leave any marks as you asked. He travels to your collarbone and chest, where he has free reign to mark you up. And he does. He leaves marks that are sure to bruise bright purple later on all over your collarbone and the parts of your breasts not in the bralette. Roman licks at your hard nipples through the thin lace of the bralette, his hot mouth covering them as he sucks through the lace. He pulls the straps down your shoulders, pulling the undergarment down your torso, exposing your breasts fully. Roman wastes no time pinching one nipple mercilessly while ravenously sucking and biting at the other. You let out a high-pitched moan at the sudden harsh stimulation, your hips wiggling underneath Roman as you become more aroused. 

“God, they’re more perfect than I imagined,” Roman sighs, staring at your breasts as he pushes them together, licking at your hardened buds that were now squished next to each other.

“Fuck,” you bite your lip, choosing to ignore Roman’s comment as your hands fly to his hair as the nipple stimulation goes straight to your clit.

Roman moves his focus from your breasts to your stomach, leaving a trail of love bites to the top of your underwear. He ushers you to lift your arms to entirely remove the bralette and tosses it somewhere off the bed. Roman runs his thumb up your clothes slit, chuckling at the wet spot that has grown significantly.

“Who’s got you this wet, hmm?” Roman asks as he lightly bites your thigh, his eyes looking directly into yours.

“You,” you whine, wishing he’d hurry and bury his face where you need him most.

Roman hums, pressing his nose against your clit, inhaling your scent like an animal in heat. He tongues at the wet spot, dragging the tip of his tongue up your slit and replacing his nose with his mouth on your bundle of nerves. Roman grazes his teeth over the clothed bud, eliciting a deep moan from you.

“Please,” you beg, bucking your hips upward.

“Please, what?” Roman looks at you through his lashes as his tongue circles your clit slowly.

“Please just eat me out, fuck,” you say exasperatedly, running a hand through your hair, your other hand toying with your right nipple.

“Say less, sweetheart,” Roman smirks, hooking his fingers underneath your underwear, sliding them down your legs, and flinging them wherever he flung your bralette earlier.

Roman wastes no time delving into your heat, your arousal coating his tongue immediately. He moans at your taste, flicking his tongue at your entrance, teasing you. You grasp his hair, wishing he’d tongue fuck you, suck your clit, or anything other than tease you, really. Roman finally slides his tongue into you, swirling it around your walls and pushing as far inward as possible. He thrusts it into you as you mewl, finally feeling some relief. Your hands pull at your nipples as Roman approaches your clit. He circles it with the tip of his tongue, flicking it quickly before taking it into his mouth. You’re a moaning mess, thrusting your hips into his face as he bobs his head up and down, sucking your clit with fervor. Roman gathers your wetness with his fingers before pushing his middle one inside of you, curling it into your g-spot right away. You let out a pornographic moan at the feeling, your stomach turning when he adds his index finger to the mix. He pounds his two fingers into you as he attacks your sensitive bud with his tongue and teeth, sending your body into a frenzy. 

“Fuck, Roman. Faster,” you plead, rolling your hips to the rhythm of his fingers.

He adds a third finger, the sound of your arousal downright sinful as it echoes in the room. 

“So wet for me,” Roman pulls away briefly before going back at it.

You feel that familiar coil in your stomach tighten, “I’m gonna cum,” you whimper.

“Not yet,” Roman says, pulling away from you.

You whine at the feeling of sudden emptiness and lack of stimulation, watching with eagerness as Roman rolls a condom on. 

“Are you ready? Do you want this?” Roman asks, wanting to ensure everything is good before you two actually fuck.

Roman is confident that you want him to fuck you. Still, being the “gentleman” he is, he wants to ensure everything is fine so there aren’t complications down the road. 

“Yes, and yes,” you pant as you rub your clit, waiting for Roman to finally fuck you like you’ve always dreamed about.

“Good,” Roman growls, grabbing your hips before teasing your entrance with the tip of his length, pushing in slowly.

You take him in graciously, your walls clenching around Roman deliciously as he fully enters himself to the hilt. You breathe deeply, adjusting to his size and getting used to the feeling of someone inside you after so long.

“You alright?” Roman asks, caressing your skin with his thumbs.

“Yeah, it’s just been a while. You can move now,” you say, sliding your hands along Roman’s chest.

Fully pulling out of you except for the tip, Roman slides back in a little faster than previously. Then he repeats this, going more quickly each time until he’s got a solid rhythm, and you’re crying out in pleasure.

You’re a babbling mess as Roman pounds his cock into your g-spot, your hands now gripping his biceps. He presses his thumb to your clit, drawing tight circles as he fucks you. He watches as you shake and writhe underneath him. And he decides this wouldn’t be the last time he sees you like this. No, it for sure wouldn’t. Even if it meant he had to watch you through your window, pleasuring yourself. He’d rather it be him, though. But he’s sure that you wouldn’t be able to resist him after this. Besides, you’re pretty cock drunk right now, and he’s confident you’ll think about it in the following days. 

“Roman,” you drawl, “You’re fucking me so good, god-”

He flips you around, pushing you onto your stomach and fucking you from behind. Roman grabs your hair, pulling your head back, “I bet I’m fucking you even better now, huh?”

“Mhmm,” you whimper, unable to form words as Roman hits your cervix just right, the pressure growing in your lower stomach like before.

Roman snaps his hips against yours at a rapid pace, his hand traveling to your throat, where he squeezes it tightly. Your groans are barely audible as you feel lightheaded in the best way, your orgasm steadily arising.

Feeling your walls flutter, Roman thrusts as fast as he possibly can, “Gonna cum for me, dollface?” he lands a smack onto your ass, causing you to cry out.

“Fuck, yes,” you moan desperately, slamming your ass onto Roman’s hips as both of your thrusts meet up in sync.

You’re a mess, whimpering and moaning as your stomach tightens, then releases in a fiery explosion. Tears roll down your face at the intensity of your orgasm, your hips stuttering as Roman pounds into your convulsing pussy. He slaps your clit, causing you to squeeze around him. A few strokes later, Roman groans as he spills into the condom. He removes it, tying it up before throwing it into the trash can by his bed. You roll over onto your back, still panting and recovering. Roman climbs off of you, walking to the bathroom for a washcloth for you. He returns, handing it to you, and you take it with a shaky hand.

“Need help?” Roman smiles gently, prideful that he has you in such a shaky mess.

“I’m good, but thanks,” you smile back, beginning to wipe yourself.

Roman takes the cloth and discards it in the laundry hamper once you're done. He returns to the bed, lying next to you, focusing on calming his breathing.

“Did you wanna stay, or did you want me to take you home? Either is fine. I just want you to be comfortable,” Roman says after a few moments of silence.

“What time is it?” you half wonder out loud, half ask.

Roman lifts his wrist, checking his watch in the dimming light from the window, “Nearing eight.”

“Hmm,” you ponder for a moment, “If you don’t mind getting up super early and dropping me at home to get ready for work, then I’ll stay. I don’t think I’ll be able to move for a little while,” you chuckle.

“That’s alright,” Roman says, drawing shapes on your shoulder.

Roman is glad you want to stay. The closer you get to him, the easier this will be. You’re already on the way to becoming his, and it’s been relatively easy so far. He hopes it stays that way. Roman hopes he won’t have to kill anyone else, but so far, that seems unlikely. As Roman pulls you into his chest, covering both of you up, he wonders who he has to get rid of next for you to get their role. 

Just as Roman is about to drift off with you sound asleep in his arms, he gets an idea.

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[liliesdiary]

Series → જ⁀➴ Face Of An Angel, Body Of A Porn Star

TAGS/WARNINGS → violent threats, stalker messages, rape threats, lovesick!anonymous ghostface, yandere themes! @tooloudarts @dollfacemay

🖱️CHATTING WITH LOVESICK ANONYMOUS🖱️

꧁ᬊᬁ LOVESICK ANONYMOUS ᬊ᭄꧂ ▶ MESSAGES

You accept more messages from your Lovesick Anonymous.

Chatting With: ꧁ᬊᬁ LOVESICK ANONYMOUS ᬊ᭄꧂:

જ⁀➴ ♡ I see you've finally opened my messages.

જ⁀➴ ♡ You looked so good today, angel.

જ⁀➴ ♡ I wonder if your other fans know you were thinking about me in that livestream.

Your heart flutters at his texts, you hated the control he had over you. You hated how he was right, you were thinking about him throughout the whole stream.

You thought you could ignore him, that he was just another porn addict fan who wanted you but you couldn't deny that he was different.

He was fucking insane.

You scroll through the numerous messages he's sent you throughout the year. Your heart stops as you read the disturbing messages. Your inbox was filled with lovesick confessions from your anonymous stalker.

His Angel, he called you multiple times. You keep scrolling, clicking on his profile.

His profile was a dedicated blog to you. He was obsessed with you, completely lovesick for you.

Rape threats, sweet love letters, money , and compliments was all he sent you. How romantic.

The messages you've received from him were vile yet it made your cunt throb so much, as if it had a heartbeat of its own.

꧁ᬊᬁ LOVESICK ANONYMOUS ᬊ᭄꧂

જ⁀➴ ♡ Respond or I'll gut you like a fish.

Oh, how sweet he was with his words.

You don't know if you should respond.

[Keep Chatting] Or [Block Him]

[getmeoutofhell]

Ghostface group chat part 4?

The junkies

y/n: okay so bad news guys, they fought.

charlie: what the fuck happened?!?!

amber: is one of them hurt or something?

mickey: 😂

y/n: why are you always laughing 🤨

mickey: because i find this amusing ��️

y/n: well to let y’all know, they’re both fine because i came in there while billy was on top of ethan. (no homo) 💀

quinn: nah what 💀

amber: 🏳️‍🌈

charlie: i…wow.

ethan: im chilling 🥱

amber: yeah go ahead and delete this for me

y/n: LMAOOOO y’all stop he’s cute

quinn replied to amber: BAHHAA

amber: well no…

*jill is online*

jill: wow ethan

ethan: y/n you think i’m cute?? 🙂‍↔️

amber: LMAO 😂 no. 😐

ethan: was i talking to you? 😂 no.😐

y/n: ethan don’t listen to them. anyway where is stu and billy at?? haven’t heard from them all day 😞

billy: WHO TF MADE THIS SHIT?!?!???? 😡🤬

amber: …

charlie: 😟

mickey: LMAO 🤣

roman: i’m actually just gonna go to sleep now.

*roman is offline*

billy: WHERE TF IS STU?!?! IVE BEEN TRYING TO FIND HIM ALL DAY 😡😡😡😡😡 IM GONNA KILL HIM

*stu is online*

stu: HEY EVERYONE!!! 🤗🤗🤗🤗

y/n: stu baby, you’re in some trouble. ☹️

stu replied to a photo: oh that…i was just messing around with photoshop 😛

billy: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?????

stu: calm down it’s just a joke 🤨

*billy left the group*

y/n: oh lord…

[infin1ty-garden]

Hi! I read your guidelines and I’m not sure if this follows them or not so if not please just ignore.

How would the scream peeps react to you being a big fan of formula one and crushing on the drivers?

THE GHOSTFACES REACT TO YOU BEING A F1 FAN

.ೃ࿐ summary: [ in request ] .ೃ࿐ character(s): stu macher, mickey altieri, roman bridger, jill roberts & ethan landry .ೃ࿐ warnings: none .ೃ࿐ word count: 484 .ೃ࿐ author note: i couldn't think of anything for billy, sorry

masterlist.

STU MACHER

.ೃ࿐ What do they know about F1?

He has heard of the sport and watched it a few times not really a big fan

Stu would think it's the funniest thing in the world Would constantly tease you about your crush on that driver Will purposefully buy "ugly" looking F1 merch of them Sends you edits of the driver everyday Dresses up as your favourite driver for halloween Finds it entertaining to Formula one and purposefully roots for the teams beating yours (unless it's red bull) Makes jokes about the driver names as well as almost anything the commentators say

MICKEY ALTIERI

.ೃ࿐ What do they know about F1?

He's seen a few documentaries on the sport but isn't interested enough to watch f1

Doesn't really think much of it at first But you keep showing him edits and photos of the driver who is clearly more handsome than him Kind of feels insecure but brushes it off He finds watching F1 on Friday, Saturday and Sunday tedious For crying out loud your both in college you don't have time to watch 2 hours of cars going in circles according to him He just wants to spend time with you

ROMAN BRIDGER

.ೃ࿐ What do they know about F1?

Doesn't care about F1

Kind of annoyed by it When he finally has some free time to spend with you after work, you're watching F1 Will blame the sport But will eventually get into it once he realises "when you can't beat em' join 'em" is more true now than ever Does have a favourite driver and will not tell you no matter how hard you try Will start buying matching merch of your favourite teams Pulls some strings to get you to meet your favourite driver

JILL ROBERTS

.ೃ࿐ What do they know about F1?

Isn't a huge sports fan

Wouldn't know what to think of it Until you start being "more busy" during the weekend since the season started She starts complaining how she doesn't feel appreciated Once she learns you have a crush on a f1 driver, she tries to figure out why you like him so much It's not that she's jealous she's just curious how could you like him

ETHAN LANDRY

.ೃ࿐ What do they know about F1?

His father used to watch it a lot, so he fell in love with the sport

Whatever driver you say you have a crush on he will 100% support it unless there's a huge age gap then he will judge you Watch F1 together every race weekend is a must You have a exam tomorrow who cares, there's a race For some reason he knows all the gossip rumour (secretly runs a f1 gossip account) Send you edits of your favourite driver Request F1 related songs at parties, the two if you sing them at the top of your lungs

Thanks for reading and requesting!

[leighaltieri]

scream masterlist

all my scream fics can be found here!

last updated: september 5th 2024

key: 👻 - fluff, 🔪 - angst, 🩸 - smut

all other warnings can be found in the fics <3

headcanons:

mickey altieri:

👻mickey altieri with a crush on you

stu macher:

👻stu macher with a ghostface obsessed s/o

multi:

👻how scream characters would comfort you

👻ghostfaces & you on a road trip

oneshots:

mickey altieri:

🩸lick it up

🩸shut your mouth before i fuck it

roman bridger:

🔪now i'm in exile

stu macher:

👻keep me warm