#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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[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 ����𝕖𝕩

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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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[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.

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[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

[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!

[hannamarins]

scream rewatch in anticipation for the new movie [22/?]

                    🔪 scream 3 (2000)

[creepyyanderegirl]

Yandere Roman Bridger headcanoes- Directors Obsession

Roman Bridger yandere headcanoes by Creepyyanderegirl

*Roman is dominant

*Roman is an insane, obsessive and jealous yandere

*Romans love language is gifts

*Roman is 100% a yandere

*Roman uses hunny,sweetheart and beautiful as his pet names

*FAME

*JEALOUSY

*Very insane, obsessive,dominant and controlling

*YANDERE

*Roman is not that affectionate. He just holds your hand sometimes.

*Roman will make jokes when your upset

*Roman wants 4 kids in the future

*You make the meals

*Roman is bisexual

*Roman waits 2 years before proposing

*Crazy Fame Perfect life

*Roman likes the idea of a movie night as his dream date

*Romans favorite spot to kiss you is your chest

*Roman uses spanking as his punishment

*Roman is a brutal and ruthless killer

Roman Bridger-"Your mine my sweet beautiful hunny."

[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 Four (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: discussion of sex, innuendo, smut in the next chapter!

word count: 1860

author's note: hiii welcome to part 4!! I was gonna write smut for this chapter but I didn't want it to be too long, so it'll have to be the next one, sorry!! (; I hope you all enjoy, and if you do, please like and reblog <3

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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.

“You have to wear something hot. Like one of your button-ups or maybe something form-fitting? Roman loves someone with confidence.”

“I’m not the most confident person, but he still asked me on a date. Also, how do you know what’s in my closet?”

“I sort of snooped in there while you were showering the other day. Sorry. I got bored, okay!”

You roll your eyes at Sage, trying to hide your laugh but failing.

She is currently assisting you on what to wear to your coffee date with Roman. After filming wrapped for the day, something came up, so he had to go somewhere instead of meeting you in the parking lot. You were thankful for this, so you could go home and actually prepare to look decent. You almost always showed up to set in sweats. 

Having a friend who is a girl is a handful sometimes, but in a fashion situation, it has its perks. Sage definitely had a taste for fashion, whether it was for men, women, or something else. You ponder wearing one of your patterned button-ups. Hopefully, it won’t clash with whatever button-up Roman was likely going to wear because you’ve noticed that was most of his wardrobe.

Sage eyeballs your closet, sifting through it before snatching a red button-up with black and white designs on it, “Ooh, what about this one?” 

You purse your lips, indecisively moving your head to the side, “I could always wear that with some jeans.”

“Good idea. In case of accidentally matching shirts with Roman, at least you won’t have to worry about matching his pants, too,” Sage giggles.

“True,” you scoff, checking your watch for the time. 

You had about 15 minutes until the time Roman set to meet at the coffee house, so you had to hurry and get ready quickly. You and Sage had been fooling around a tad too long.

“Okay, take this,” Sage says, handing over the shirt, “And then these.”

You stare down at the black cargo pants and nod in approval. Sage smiles and gives you two thumbs-ups before you hurry to the bathroom to change and make your hair presentable.

After pulling the outfit on, you study yourself in the mirror. You’ve been wondering all day long why Roman would want to ask you out all day. Well, technically, it was for work, but still. You could’ve hung out at the studio or his office instead. But he chose to take you for coffee. What did he see in you that you didn’t see about yourself? Especially with the whole making you a primary cast member spiel. You didn’t talk to anyone you didn’t have to and often stayed out of the limelight. Also, being an extra was your forte. You liked being dramatic but not up front where everyone could see. However, being a big-time actor has crossed your mind before. This could be your chance to do something crazy and interesting in your life for once. Who knows.

You mess around with your hair and face for a few minutes until everything looks as perfect as possible to you. Walking out of the bathroom, Sage nods her head in approval.

“You look fabulous. Now go eat that man alive!”

You beat Roman to the coffee house.

You’re sitting in the back corner facing the direction of the door, nervously glancing up at it occasionally. You wish you had brought a book or something. But you hadn’t expected Roman to be nearly 20 minutes late by this point. You distract yourself by looking at the menu again, momentarily taking your eyes off the door. 

“I’m so sorry I’m late. The higher-ups are long-winded when it comes to discussing certain things for the movie,” Roman sits in front of you with an apologetic sigh.

“You’re fine, I understand!” you smile, setting the menu down.

“So,” Roman returns your smile, “Decided on what you want yet?”

“I think just a regular coffee will do,” you nod.

“Same here. Hopefully, after the coffee, I’ll feel more up for discussing the script with you. I’m kind of beat right now,” Roman rubs his chin, staring at you.

“It’s whatever you’re okay with. I don’t mind just talking for now,” you say, much to Roman’s delight.

He asks you about your life, like where you’re originally from and why you’re here in Hollywood. After telling him where you’re from and him not having a clue as to where that was, you go on to why you’re in California.

“I’ve always been a fan of theater and how the whole process behind shows and movies works. I went to college for it, even. I learned I’m not the best at being in the spotlight, so I tried the next best thing, which was being a set extra,” you say.

Before Roman can answer, a waitress comes and takes your orders. Her eyes linger on Roman for a tad too long, you notice. You feel kind of awkward about it. You weren’t jealous, but sometimes you forget Roman has women and sometimes men flinging themselves at him. It’s just something you didn’t personally understand, as no one has ever made an effort to express interest in you. 

“Someone thought you were cute,” you chuckle once the waitress is out of earshot.

“Not my type,” Roman dismisses quickly with a wave of his hand.

“Oh really?” you play with a button by the collar of your shirt, “What is your type then, if you don’t mind me asking? She was pretty.”

“I like people who are confident in themselves, but to a degree where they aren’t snobby about it. Someone who is intelligent and knows what they want in numerous ways.”

“Knows what they want, huh? Elaborate on that,” you say, quieting your voice when the waitress returns with your coffee.

You and Roman thank the waitress, and you look at each other before bursting into a fit of giggles once she’s far away.

“Well,” Roman clears his throat, picking up his cup, “About anything, really. Their career, their goals, what they desire in a relationship, sex, whatever.”

You raise your eyebrows in slight surprise, “All good points. Ever meet anyone with all of those qualities?”

“I was with someone for a few years, but they were confident in everything except the last one. Which became a problem towards the end,” Roman sips his coffee.

“Oh,” you purse your lips, “That’s unfortunate.”

“Yeah. Which is funny because they ended up cheating on me.”

“Damn,” you say around the cup of coffee, “Sorry about that. I relate somewhat.”

“The cheating part or the confidence in sex?” Roman smirks.

“Definitely not the sex part,” you feel your face burn in slight embarrassment, “But I have been cheated on before. It’s no fun.”

“Why would anyone cheat on someone like you? You’re,” Roman pauses, letting his eyes wander up every inch of your body that was available, “Perfect.”

“Far from it, but I appreciate that,” you chuckle, scratching the back of your neck.

“No, really. You’re a great person, and I’d love to get to know you better. Who knows, maybe I’ll find out just how confident you are sometime,” Roman gives you a suggestive smile before taking a drink.

“Oh really?” your face burns again, “And how do you plan on doing that, Roman?”

“Oh, I don’t know. I need to know more about you first,” he shrugs, sitting back in his chair, crossing his arms.

“Like what?” you lean forward, resting your head on your fists with your elbows on the table.

“Hmm,” Roman pretends to think hard before leaning forward on the table, resting on his arms, “Biggest turn-on?”

A part of you is wondering how the conversation came to this and whether or not it’s appropriate. Still, at the same time, your crush on Roman is making your brain fuzzy. Even more so with the question he just asked. You almost hesitate to answer, but after all, why not?

“Probably dirty talk. If you’re confident enough to tell me everything you want to do to me, then I believe you’ll do it, and that’s attractive to me,” you say, eyes darting around as casually as possible because you can’t really look Roman in the eyes right now.

“Understandable. I enjoy describing every step to whoever I’m pleasing and watching them get flustered,” Roman says.

“Ah,” your eyes avert to his finally, “Is that your biggest turn-on, too?”

“No. Mine is when someone lets me do whatever I want to them,” Roman relaxes into the chair again, sipping his coffee.

“Oh,” you raise your eyebrows, “And what things would that include?”

Your stomach is bursting with butterflies, your mind racing and wandering to a very suggestive place you haven’t visited in quite some time.

“Wouldn’t you like to know, Y/N,” Roman smirks, pushing his glasses up on his nose.

“Yes,” you say confidently, “I would, actually. I’m curious.”

“Curious or needy? I feel like your imagination would do cartwheels with what I tell you.”

You gulp, involuntarily pressing your legs together, “Well, we’ve come this far into the conversation. You asked me, so now I get to ask you.”

“Whatever you say,” Roman chuckles, “I like teasing my partners relentlessly,” he lowers his voice, leaning closer to you, “Until they can’t take it anymore. Then, I start slow and build up gradually. I’ll go until they’re a withering, wet mess. Even after they cum, I’ll continue until I’m satisfied.”

You slowly inhale, trying to keep your best poker face on, “Interesting. You seem like the type to want to be in control.”

You and Roman are now inches apart, eyes locked, and tension thicker than before.

“Would you like to find out, sweetheart?” Roman moves his hand up slowly, running his index finger from your collarbone to underneath your chin, where he lifts it up.

Your eyes widen slightly, “Um, wouldn’t we get in trouble?”

“No, besides, we don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“I want to,” you say quietly.

“It’s gotta be an explicit ‘yes’ or ‘no.’”

You take a deep breath before letting it out slowly, “Yes.”

Your brain is foggy with lust as Roman stands up from the table, slapping down cash on it before offering his hand out to you. You take his hand, standing up and trying not to let your legs wobble. Roman says his condo is about 5 minutes away, walking you to his flashy car. God, you can’t believe you’re doing this right now. Sage was going to ask a million questions. You climb into the car, buckling up as Roman does the same while he starts the car. He rests a hand on your thigh as he drives, causing warmth to spread to your stomach. You can’t help but get lost in your thoughts, imagining what Roman would do to you. You spend the whole car ride in silence.

By the time you arrive at Roman’s, you can feel how wet you’ve become just from your imagination doing “cartwheels,” as Roman put it. 

But here, in the next few minutes, you won’t have to imagine anymore. 

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[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…

[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

roman bridger:

🔪now i'm in exile

stu macher:

👻keep me warm

[final-girl96]

My Boyfriend's Back Chapter Forty-Two

The Next Day

Sidney and I decided we would go to the L.A.P.D. Just as we walked into the precinct we saw Dewey, who was in the middle of trying to get a hold of one of us. We did our greetings and then went back to meet Detective Mark Kincaid. He was definitely Sidney's type; dark hair, tall, very handsome, nothing like Billy. He asked us questions and we talked. We also found out that our mother was once an actress that went under a different name. The killer has been leaving her pictures at the crime scenes.

"Can we go where this picture was taken?" I asked. Detective Kincaid nodded his head. "Yeah, sure. It was taken at the studio." We then left with another detective and a few police officers in tow and went to Sunrise Studios. When we got there, we saw the metal stairs that were in the background behind our mom. "Why didn't she ever say anything? I mean, she went by a whole different name back then. Do you think dad knows about this?" I asked, Sid. "I don't know. He did say she had a lot of secrets," she said.

We were walking past one of the trailers when the door opened. I jumped back with a small yelp before looking up to see who it was. "Jesus, Randy! What the hell are you doing here?" I asked. "Who else is going to tell you the rules of a trilogy?" He shrugged. I rolled my eyes and pushed past him into the trailer. Sidney, Gale, and Dewey were close behind. We all sat down and listened to Randy go on about the rules of a trilogy.

"Okay, so here's the critical thing. If we find ourselves to be dealing with an unexpected backstory and a preponderance of exposition, then the sequel rules do not apply. Because we are not dealing with a sequel, you are dealing with the concluding chapter of a trilogy," he explained. "A trilogy?" Dewey asked, and Randy nodded.

"That's right. It's a rarity in the horror field, but it does exist, and it's a force to be reckoned with, because true trilogies are all about going back to the beginning and discovering something that wasn't true from the get go. 'Godfather', 'Jedi', all revealed something that we thought was true, that wasn't true. So if it is a trilogy we are dealing with, here are some super trilogy rules." Great more rules to try and remember while fight yet another fucking killer.

"One, we got a killer who's gonna be superhuman. Stabbing him won't work. Shooting him won't work. Basically, in the third one, we gotta cryogenically freeze his head, decapitate him, or blow him up." I raised my eyebrow at that, "really? Can't we just shoot him in the head and be done with it?" He shushed me and continued on.

"Number two; anyone, including the main character, can die. This means you, Sid, and you," he said, looking at me. "I'm sorry, it's the final chapter. It can be fuckin 'Reservoir Dogs' by the time this thing is through. Number three; the past will come back to bite you in the ass!" He gave me another look and I cleared my throat. "Whatever you think you know about the past, forget it. The past is not at rest, any sins you think were committed in the past are about to break out and destroy you."

He never took his eyes off me while saying that. I knew he was talking about Stu. This time around all that I've been hiding would come out into the public and then I'm fucking six ways to Sunday. "I'm just glad I got to be here and tell you all this. I made a tape back at Windsor as a just in case. Honestly, I'm surprised I survived since I lost my virginity to Karen Kolchak in the back of the video store in the porno section," Randy said.

"Creepy Karen?" Dewey asked, and I snorted, trying to keep from laughing. "Shut up! She's a nice girl!" Randy argued. "He went on a date not too long ago with her," I blurted out. Everyone looked at him, and he huffed out a heavy sigh. "She's a nice person!" After Randy was done with all his rule telling, and we calmed down from teasing him about Karen, we left the trailer. Sidney had to go to the bathroom, so I went with her while Gale went off to do her own detective work, and Dewey and Randy waited outside the sound stage for me and Sideny.

I stood at the sink, looking at myself in the mirror. Randy's words about the past coming back rang in my mind. I was so caught up in my own head that I didn't notice Sidney coming up beside me. "You okay?" I shook my head and looked at her. "Mmhm. Yeah, I'm fine." She turned the faucet on and washed her hands. We were getting ready to leave the bathroom when a noise from one of the stalls had us stopping in our tracks.

Sidney pulled out her pepper spray, and we slowly walked over to the stall. I took a deep breath and looked at Sidney, who nodded her head. She had her pepper spray ready, and I pushed the door open. A girl with short brown hair looked up at us after dropping her bag. I looked down to see a ghostface mask. Sidney bent down to help her pick up her things. "I wanted a souvenir. I didn't think anyone would mind," she said and quickly put all her stuff in her bag.

When she stood up and got a good look at us, her eyes got a little wide. "You're Sidney prescott! I'm you! Well, I mean, I play you in the movie, or I was supposed to." Sidney smiled at her, "it's nice to meet you…" The girl held her hand out, "Angelina. Well, I better get going. It was so nice to meet you both." Then she was gone.

"Well, that was weird," I said. Sidney bent down and picked something up. "Wait! You forgot your brush!" She headed for the door and rushed out into the sound stage. "Sidney, wait up!" I went after her, and we walked through a door, and as soon as I realized exactly where we were, I stood dead in my tracks. "Sidney, wait!" It was too late though she was already out the door.

I slowly walked through the hall and spun in circles. I was standing in the entryway of Stu's house. There were so many memories that came flooding back. It was unreal how accurate it looked. I looked into the living room. The first memory that came to mind was Randy going on about the rules to survive a horror movie.

"You don't know the rules?!" He stood up. "Great. Thanks, babe." He shrugged and looked at Randy. "Have an aneurysm, why don't you?" Randy stood in front of the tv and started his whole rule bullshit. "There are certain rules that one must abide by in order to successfully survive a horror movie. For instance, number one: you can never have sex." Everyone booed and threw popcorn at him. Stu kissed my neck. "It looks like we're dead, baby." I laughed and lightly hit him. "BIG NO NO!" Randy said, swatting at the popcorn.

"Sex equals death, okay? Number two: You can never drink or do drugs." There were cheers, and everyone raised their bottles. "The sin factor! It's a sin. It's an extension of number one. And number three: never, ever, ever under any circumstances say, "I'll be right back." Because you won't be back." Stu pulled out from under me and stood up, kissing my forehead, and then stood by the kitchen door. 'I'm gettin'' another beer, you want one?" He asked.

"Yeah, sure," Randy told him. Stu held his arms out, "I'll be right back," he said and backed into the kitchen. "See, you push the laws, and you end up dead. Okay, I'll see you in the kitchen with a knife."

That was all before shit really hit the fan and I learned that my boyfriend was a fucking psychopath who helped kill my mother. If only we could go back to the times before all this. Before the murders. Before our lives were made into a movie. We would never get away from this no matter how hard we tried.