#stu and billy be making out and randy gets shoved off the couch because billy is really going down on stu

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

Movie nights be like-

Billy: I love you

Stu: I love you too

*silence*

Stu: We love you too, Randy

Randy, dry: Thanks, I was feeling left out

Billy, whispering to Stu: I don't love him

Stu: I don't either, don't worry babe

Randy, frowning:

[angeldiarybook]

𝐅𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?

𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐭𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Summary:Billy and stu aren’t friends anymore due to Billy getting with you after you and Stu broke up what happens when Stu catches you crying because of Billy at a party

“Billy?” I said out loud asking where Billy was

“Hey have you guys seen Billy?” I asked a random girl

“Ughh I’m sure he went to get some keg and some beer” she said

“Oh ok” I said before walking away

I plopped myself down on the couch next to Tatum and Randy

“Hey what’s up with the long face” Randy asked me as he was looking through Jamie Lee Curtis movies

“Nothing…just Billy” I said a bit irritated

“Uh-oh what leather face do this time?” Randy asked snarkly

“Nothing he’s just been distance with me lately and I’m not sure if I did anything wrong to upset him”I said in a low voice

“Most likely nothing.don’t think too much of it.Billy is just…Billy you know” Tatum said trying her best not to say shit about Billy

“Do you guys think Billy will break up with me like how Stu did..?” I asked nervously

“If billy breaks up with you he’s much more stupid than Stu’s dumbass” Tatum said

Right when she said that we hear hysterical laughing

We break our necks to see Stu laughing his ass off with some random chicks

Tatum scoffs as Randy shakes his head

I stared at Stu as his stupid long tongue stuck out as he laughed

“Swear wish he had a mute button” Randy said which caused me to giggle

At times I wish things were different

I miss Stu’s jokes and his goofiness

I wish he didn’t leave me so easily as if was nothing

He would constantly be way too flirty with girls so I guess I didn’t miss that so much

But I also guess Billy isn’t perfect

It’s not like I am either

those boys just have problems

I wonder how Stu felt after me and Billy got together

I’m guessing not happy since they’re not friends anymore

It’s still crazy to me that they’re not friends anymore over me?

I quickly break out of my thoughts

As I see Billy walk through the front door with a pack of beer that he harshly tosses to a random dude

“Damn what’s up his ass?” Tatum asked

I shrug

“I should probably go check up on him..” I said

As Randy made ‘Are you sure face you want to do that’ face

I groaned as I got up from the couch walking towards The stairs as Billy made his way up there

Billy banged on the bathroom door

“We’re busy!” Some squeaky female voice said

“Well hurry the hell up!” Billy said very aggressively which caused the girl on the other side of the door to become silent and not respond as whoever she was with groaned

I non-purposely sneaked up behind Billy grabbing his shoulder which caused him to almost shove me

“There you are I’ve been looking for you all night” I said with a soft smile and soft voice

Billy let out a sigh “it’s just you” he said relief

He banged on the door one more time

“Screw it” he said

As he started walking away

“Woah gloomy you ok?” I asked teasingly but still trying not to piss him off

As we entered a bedroom

“Just tired of people” billy said grumbling

“…including me..?” I asked in a quiet voice

“What?” Billy asked in a harsh tone confused

“…it’s just you’ve been cold and distance to me..did I do something to make you mad?” I asked confused

“Just because I’m mad doesn’t automatically mean it’s because of you stop overthinking” he said in a harsh tone which bothered me

“Well obviously something is bothering you I’m just try to help you come on tell me..what’s wrong..?” I said caressing the palm of his hand trying to comfort him

“It’s nothing” he said scoffing

“Well clearly it is” I said getting annoyed

“Just drop it ___” Billy said rudely

“No!tell me what’s wrong!?” I said getting worried

“___,stop!Just Stop!I did not tell you to follow me or to ask me what’s wrong you came on your own!” He yelled at me

“I-“ I tried to speak but my voice was breaking

“I don’t understand what I did wrong..” I said as my voice trembled as tears flooded my eyes

He made me so sensitive

I quickly made my way out the door

[Billy sighed regretting lashing out on you for no reason “You didn’t do anything wrong” he said mostly to himself since you were already gone]

I quickly tried to make my way down the stairs

“Excuse me.sorry” I said accidentally bumping into some people

As I made my way down the stairs I accidentally bumped into someone who was laughing I couldn’t quiet see due to the tears clouding my eyes

it was Stu

His whole demeanor changed as he saw that I was crying

“___? Are you ok?”

Stu asked concerned as his tall figured hovered over me

It surprised me since he’s never serious or concerned it also surprised me that he cared if I was okay or not considering we weren’t on speaking terms or good terms since we broke up

“Yes-no I don’t know” I stuttered as I wiped my tears

“What’s wrong what happened?” Stu asked me concerned once more with furrowed eyebrows as he grabbed my shoulder gently

Suddenly Billy came out of no where up behind us

Stu put one and one together realizing I was crying because of Billy

“Figures” billy said in a rude sarcastic demeanor towards Stu looking dead at him

Before walking away from me and Stu

I looked at billy with Sorrow eyes as he walked away

Suddenly Stu looked back at me then at Billy

And started making his way angrily towards Billy

“Stu!wait no!” I said quickly going after them

Stu grabbed Billy’s shoulder turning him towards him and punching him straight in the face causing Billy to fall straight into a dude holding a beer bottle making it spill every where

“FIGHT!” Some random screamed

As people started shouting

Billy quickly turned back groaning as he grabbed Stu punching him in his jaw

Stu quickly grabbed Billy throwing him as they somehow managed to make it to the next room

Stu was above Billy throwing punches at them

“GUYS!” I yelled as they ignored me

they got shoved into Tatum causing also her drink in her red solo cup to spill “stop fighting you idiots!” Tatum yelled angrily

Billy managed to tackle Stu as they continued throwing hits

“So umm do you like horror movies?” Randy asked a hot chick poorly trying to flirt with her

“Ehh” she replied shrugging

Out of nowhere Billy and Stu crash into Randy causing him to fall on top the girl hovering her

“Get off of me you geek!” She screeched as Randy body was crushing her

“I’m trying!” Randy exclaimed trying not to crush her body even more

“Break it up!” The party host yelled trying to break up the fight but ended getting pushed aggressively to the side by Billy

The host body almost hit Sidney but she quickly got out the way before his body could hit her

As they fought their body’s hit furniture causing the furniture to fall and break

Billy punched Stu really hard in the jaw as Stu pounced Billy’s head

Suddenly they somehow made it out the front door

As everyone ran outside

Billy and Stu were now fighting on the front lawn

“Guys Just stop!” I yelled since they already caused so much damage

I groaned rolling my eyes as they once more ignored me

Out of nowhere there were police sirens which made them stop

“Aww man cops” some dude said

Which caused them to break apart

They stood a good distance from each other

As they were breathing heavily and stared at each other like they were going to kill each other

I just stared at them with disbelief

As billy looked at me with no emotion before walking away

Dewey got out the cop car

“Alright drop your cups and go home kids” Dewey said

“Great could this night get any better” Tatum said irritated before grabbing my hand making me walk away with her from the so called party

@vzp1kl

[mrsaltieri-real]

His Perfect Victim (Mickey Altieri X OC!Dahlia Levine)

Chapter 4: Friends

Word count: 3k

Warnings: language, mentions of sex, a little angst, fluff, Mickey being a dick, (obviously) Mickey being sweet, flashbacks to Stu, brief mention of death

The smut is COMING I promise, I’m just fleshing it out. This fic is immensely fun to write, so I’m fr bashing out the chapters but it’s so so enjoyable I can’t seem to stop myself. Thank you again to @bisexual-horror-fan for editing and beta reading this for me. I know the extremely subtle reference to Stu and Billy hit! Kisses dude love ya!!

Gotta include the moodboard you made for me in this chapter because it’s fucking chefs kiss.

⬆️⬆️THIS. THIS IS THE VIBE⬆️⬆️

I’d never been this hungover in my entire life, my head is pounding as if a marching band is walking around the perimeter of my skull.

I groggily forced my eyes open only to recoil under the comforter at the harsh light streaming in through the windows with a low groan. Fuck the light, fuck me for not closing the curtains, fuck alcohol.

But especially fuck Mickey.

It took longer than it should have for me to realise I wasn’t in my own dorm. Once I finally resurfaced from beneath the sheets I took in my surroundings, blinking rapidly at the familiar dorm that didn’t belong to me. The posters littering the walls, the small figurines on the desk and I glanced down, noticing the Star Wars image on the comforter and frowned a little, lifting a hand to rub my eyes.

“Morning!”

I jumped, hand clutching the side of my throbbing head as my eyes settled on Randy’s goofy smiling face. He was holding out a cup of coffee for me, but he lowered it a little when he saw I was staring at him with a look of horror, mouth agape.

“Oh, God. What- what am I doing here, Randy?” I asked weakly. My voice sounded hoarse and raspy and I flinched at the sound of it, eyes darting down to my body quickly, hands pulling the blanket back to see I was not in fact naked. Thank God I was still dressed in my jeans and crop top I was wearing last night.

Randy chuckled a little, placing the steaming mug on his bedside table before sitting on the edge of his bed. “Don’t worry, don’t worry. I found you last night throwing back shots with a couple of frat bros and decided it was time to take you home but you told me you didn’t want to be alone so I just brought you back here. I assumed it was safer than any of your other options and you clearly didn’t want to stick around Hallie and Sidney’s.” He stopped, eyes scanning over my face before he jerked a thumb behind him to his sofa which was covered over with a rumpled blanket and a pillow, “See? I slept on the couch.”

I relaxed a little, sighing in relief which made him roll his eyes. “Damn, D. Would you really be so disgusted if we hooked up?” He placed a hand over his chest in mock offence.

“Yes and you’d be too.” I said, reaching forward to nudge his shoulder which made him laugh again and nod his head in agreement.

I grabbed the coffee off the table, leaning back against his headboard and closed my eyes.

“Wanna talk about whatever happened with Mickey?” He asked hesitantly.

“I didn’t tell you?” I mumbled into the mug, glancing up at him as he shook his head before replying, “You weren’t really making a lot of sense. You kept shouting about a ‘Stupid blonde slut’ and that you were going to, ‘Kill that stupid fucking mouse’ but I didn’t get much from that.” For every quote his fingers came up in quotations and I rolled my eyes, unable to stop from smiling.

I shook my head before telling him, “It doesn’t matter. I’m not really sure if I really saw what I thought I did anyway, I was pretty drunk.”

“Pretty drunk? I had to brush your teeth for you, Dahlia.” Randy shivered as if the memory haunted him and I shoved his shoulder, scoffing at him before taking his hand with my free one, rubbing my thumb over his knuckles. “Thank you for taking care of me, Rand.” I said softly.

He clicked his tongue against his teeth bashfully, his cheeks flushing just slightly, “You don’t have to thank me, Dahlia. What are friends for?”

Before I left Randy’s I fixed my hair in his bathroom, giving up at the lousy attempt and rifling through my backpack for something to cover it with. For reference, my hair is dark, thick and curly, waving down to the middle of my back. I pulled out one of my favourite bandannas; maroon and patterned with flowers, with a relieved flourish and placed it over my head biker style, staring at my reflection.

God, I looked like shit.

Randy enjoyed teasing me for my quote “rustic bohemian” sense of style whilst Sidney absolutely adored it, constantly telling me as much. During my depressed period the upkeep on my fashion sense has faltered and I practically lived in sweats and oversized T-shirts that belonged to my dad, but I made the decision that when I went to college, if I wanted everyone to think I was truly getting better I’d have to act and dress like it. So for me, I was back in my comfort zone. But right now, it really didn’t look like it. Even in my favourite outfit, my brown and white soft striped cropped jumper and my cargo pants, I still looked horrifically hungover.

I quickly splashed some water over my face, stole some of Randy’s deodorant before pecking him goodbye on the cheek at his door, eager to get back to my own dorm to shower and change.

And who should appear as though from thin air?

“Walk of shame?”

I yelped, practically jumping out of my skin as I spun around seeing Mickey leaning against the wall of Randy’s building, toying with his video camera in his hands.

“Fuck off.” I snapped, turning back round to get as far away from him as possible. He caught up with me easily in just a few strides and I internally groaned. What the fuck was this guys problem?

“So you’re fucking Meeks? Guess that shouldn’t come to any surprise really.” I didn’t look at him as he spoke, I didn’t want to properly dignify such a ridiculous claim instead just replying with, “What do you care?”

“I don’t, really. Just think you can do better.”

I stopped so quickly he took a few more steps ahead before turning around and looking at me. Fuck, he looked good. He was wearing a dark blue button down shirt and black pants, his dark hair ruffled and messy as though he’d been running his hands through it.

Or as though some girl had been running her hands through it.

“Why can’t you just leave me alone? Go bother your girlfriend instead.” I was too tired, too hungover to put any emotion in my voice, looking at him blankly. He frowned slightly, tilting his head to the side as he looked down at me before asking, “What girlfriend?”

I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms tightly across my chest and gripping my elbows, “Blonde girl? Under you last night? C’mon Mickey it’s been all of less than twelve hours.”

A smile played on the corners of his mouth as his eyebrows rose, his finger tapping against the side of his camera, “She wasn’t my girlfriend. Just some girl I fucked.”

I couldn’t stop the disgusted expression from taking over my face as I stared at him, “Oh, nice.” I muttered, “Aren’t you just charming.”

“I try.” He said cockily, shrugging his shoulders as he pointed, “It’s cute that you're jealous though.”

A surprised laugh burst through my lips and I shook my head, hands coming up to run over my face as I managed to get out, “Jealous? You think I’m jealous? You’re the one who lied to Sidney about wanting to apologise to me for being a jackass and trying to kiss me so I’d walk in and see you screwing some girl.”

His smile faltered slightly, arms dropping to his sides with his camera still clutched between his fingers, “Ah yeah, that. I guess I can be a bit of a jackass, huh?”

“More than a bit.” I muttered under my breath, starting to walk again. He walked beside me easily and I glanced at his face. He looked deep in thought, hands brought back in front of him as he played with his camera before he spoke again after about thirty seconds, “Sorry about that.”

“Hm?” I hummed as though I didn’t hear him.

He stifled a smile as he sighed, head tipping back a little, “I’m sorry about that. That was a fucked up thing to do. I just… I don’t know, I’m not used to rejection. Suppose I don’t take it well.”

“Yeah, I’ll say.” I scoffed and saw him smile down at me from the corner of my eye.

Damn him.

“Can I confess something to you?”

His tone made me look up at him in surprise, he sounded almost… Nervous? At this point I was so used to him being arrogant, confident and just a downright dick it completely caught me off guard.

“I guess?” I replied suspiciously.

“You have some kind of effect on me, Dahl. I don’t quite understand it to be honest. So yeah, when you physically fucking recoiled I assumed I read the signals wrong. So I kinda wanted to test it, you know? See how you would react if you saw me fucking some chick.” He spoke so candidly as though this was completely normal and average behaviour. Could he really not see that it wasn’t?

We were outside my building at this point and I paused, leaning against the cool brick and looking up at him, saying as softly as I could muster, “You know that’s not like… Normal, right? You could have just spoken to me.”

He looked thoughtful for a second as he nodded his head, eyes meeting mine. “Okay, I’ll talk to you. You wanna fuck?”

My eyes widened and I laughed in surprise. He was grinning at me cheekily, dimples pronounced in his cheeks and it didn’t falter as I laughed, only grew wider.

“No I don’t want to fuck you, Mickey.” I said once I stopped laughing, cheeks heating up a little before I continued, “But why don’t we start trying to be friends.”

He cocked his head to the side, smile shrinking just a little, “You wanna be my friend?”

“You said it yourself, we’re going to be around each other a lot. We might as well try. Besides, if you’re good enough for Sidney you’re good enough for me.” I held out my hand and his eyes dropped to it before looking back at my face, looking deeply amused by my formality as he asked, “Really? A handshake? What is this a fucking job interview?”

I looked down at my hand and back to him pointedly and he rolled his eyes, another smile stretching across his face as he took my hand and shook it gently, squeezing it softly. Mickey’s hand was calloused and rough. An unfamiliar but welcome warmth spread through my chest as he touched me, his eyes looking down into mine with a strange kind of affection.

The contact lingered a couple of seconds longer than necessary before I gently withdrew my hand, dropping it at my side.

“Okay, so we’re friends. That entails not fucking girls in my best friends bed and tricking me into watching it, alright?”

“Ah damn, we can’t build a foundation off of that? Not much of a voyeur, huh?” He teased and I shook my head, leaning up from the wall and pulling my keys from my jacket pocket before unlocking the door.

“Yeah, no. I’ll see you around, Mick.” I froze for a second before continuing, “-ey. Mickey.” I corrected myself quickly, wanting the ground to swallow me up.

He laughed again, holding up his hands. “Call me Mickey if you want, I’m not going to stop calling you Dahl.”

I smiled over my shoulder at him, finally pushing the door open and stepping inside.

“Wait, Dahl?”

I turned around, Mickey reached out and kept the door propped open with his hand just by my head. He stood right over me, so close and I noticed he smelled incredible, like spices and vanilla. His scent filled my nose and made my head spin and I subtly leaned against the door so I wouldn’t fucking fall as I breathed, “Mm?” Not at all trusting my voice.

He seemed to notice my little head rush and seemed to openly completely relish in knowing he had this effect on me as he leaned just a touch closer before he spoke, “I didn’t get the chance to say last night, but you looked hot. But honestly, I think you should wear the bandana more often, it suits you.”

I know I blushed, I know my cheeks completely stained pink as he glanced at them, his smile turning cocky as he pushed himself off the door and it swung closed as I stepped back, leaving me standing in the stairwell completely bewildered.

How the fuck did he do that, have this kind of instant effect on me? I’d never experienced this level of attraction to anybody before and I wasn’t entirely sure what to do with myself.

I’d never slept with anyone before. I hadn’t even fooled around and never really had time to do anything to myself. These feelings were just as endearing as they were confusing but at the moment, I wasn’t ready to explore them, right?

I thought about it as I walked up the seemingly endless stairwell to my dorm. Was this something I’d simply been putting off and making excuses for? I didn’t date in High School, too focused on school and life to even look at people in that way. Stu used to endlessly tease me for it, finding it truly hilarious that I was, at the time, seventeen and still hadn’t slept with anyone.

“What are you waiting for, D?” He’d teased, poking me in the ribs as I sat cross legged with him on his couch. I laughed, slapping his hands away from me before the guaranteed tickle fight began. Our respective parents were out of town yet again so we’d decided I’d stay over at the Machers instead of sitting home by myself for the weekend. I much preferred this anyway, Stu was more like a brother than a cousin to me.

“Stop fucking doing that you fucking ass.” I kicked out my foot but he caught it quickly, laughing as he pushed it down before continuing, “Seriously, Dahlia. What’s with the hold up?”

“You know what Stu, I don’t think I want to talk to my cousin about how I haven’t had sex yet. It’s creepy.”

Stu scoffed at me, leaning back on the couch and rolling his eyes, “Oh, please. That’s not why you don’t wanna talk about it.”

I leaned toward him and shoved his shoulder and he grabbed it in mock pain.

“No but seriously, I’m getting a bad rap. Why are you putting this off?” Stu seemed genuinely curious, fingers tapping on the upholstery of the arm of the sofa as he spoke.

I sighed, deciding to give in and tell him so he’d just let it go, “I’m not putting it off. I just… I want it to be with the right person, you know?” I spoke shyly, eyes dropping to my lap.

“Awe, how sweet and boring is that!” Stu teased but his eyes were still affectionate, “You want my advice?”

“Trust me Stu, I really really don’t.”

He ignored me, starting to talk again before I even finished my sentence, “Stick to that. Stick with your gut and wait till you find someone you really care about.”

I glanced up at him, seeing an expression on his face I hadn’t seen before as I asked softly, “Sounds like you wish you’d waited for a certain someone, huh?”

Stu smiled halfheartedly at me with a small upturn on his shoulders.

“Is it who I think it is?” I asked gently.

He nodded his head with a sigh, picking at the loose fabric of the arm of the couch, “Yeah, it’s who you think. You’re right for wanting to wait, trust me. Because man, when you find that person? Fuck, nothing else matters.”

By the time my little trip down memory lane was over I had finally made my way into my dorm and was relieved to discover my roommate wasn’t home. Karla was a nice enough girl, but I’d always found small talk insufferable and we just didn’t have the kind of relationship where talking came easy so I just hadn’t bonded with her the five months I’d been living with her. Lucky for me, my classes were in the morning and hers were in the afternoon and more often than not she would stay out at her boyfriend's off campus apartment so I pretty much had the place to myself.

I dropped my bag on the bed and walked to the bathroom, stripping off on my way and popping my clothes in my hamper by the door. I caught my reflection in the bathroom mirror and had to do a double take.

I didn’t look at all like myself, or at least the version of myself I’d grown accustomed to looking like.

My cheeks were flushed and my lips were upturned in a smile, but that wasn’t what caught my attention.

The thing that was most surprising was my eyes. They looked bright, lively and almost wild. I hadn’t seen myself look this way in forever and it caught me completely off guard.

I spent a lot of time faking being happy, mainly to appease friends and my parents but now? There was nothing artificial about the way I looked.

I looked happy.

Usually even if I happened to be in a good mood, reminiscing about past conversations with Stu brought me down and crushed me all over again. As my reflection stared back at me in the mirror I realised for the first time since Woodsbro thinking about him didn’t make me depressed, it didn’t make me wish I in fact stayed dead.

Thinking of that playful conversation made me realise how right Stu was. I never wanted to make the same mistake he made, I was one of the only people that knew what he was hiding from everyone and although this was different, I knew that that memory didn’t pop into my head out of nowhere.

I didn’t know Mickey well, we were just starting to become friends after all. But I hadn’t felt this happy, this content for far too long, if ever.

I touched the corners of my eyes as I looked at my reflection as I thought, maybe he was the right person?

Chapter Five HERE

[houseforwhores]

On Confessions can you make a part 2 where the reader finds out Billy and Stu are the killer and the reader is heartbroken and disappointed. Would love to see that 🖤

confessions pt.2 billy loomis x reader x stu macher

a/n: honestly i’m not really satisfied with this and i wouldn’t really call this a pt.2 because it doesn’t really seem connected to me so maybe more of a non canon extended drabble ??!😭

warning: blood, language, mention of death? allusions to future corruption (?!) gn!reader, pet names

word count: 914

you'd always love going to parties, people watching was one of your favorite pass times, it was interesting to see how other people interacted with each other, but today more than any other day, you wished you weren't so nosy. you wished you turned down randy's stupid invite to this party, because tonight it might just cost you your life.

you held onto the inside of the closet door, trying to anchor yourself to the floor so the killers wouldn't be able to get to you. maybe you should've run when you had the chance. nevertheless your heart beat through your chest while you urged yourself to stay quiet.

you heard the handle jiggle, the panic began spreading through your body, each nerve lighting on  fire as your muscles tightened, you felt the handle began to turn, you closed your eyes and pleaded to whoever was listening, slowly accepting the face that soon you may be meeting your maker.

"doll, it's just me come out." you were flooded with relief at the sound of stu's voice. you rushed out the closet, clinging your body to his as you wept.

"they're here stu! they're-" you were cut off by stu shushing you, placing a bloodied finger to his lip, you stepped back noticing him covered in blood, his  tan sweater stretched and filled with bloody holes.

"stu! you're hurt, we need to get you to a hospital.." you whispered grabbing his wrist, readying to tug him through the house and make your escape.

but before you could billy came around the corner stumbling in before he collapsed in front of you falling to the ground.

"billy!" you shouted falling to your knees, you examined his body, seeing the blood that drenched his t-shirt, you checked his pulse, his heartbeat was strong, you felt slight relief before you turned to stu and shouted.

"call 911!" you placed your forehead to billy's as you hit your lip in attempt to hold back your tears.

stu chuckled before he walked over to the couch and sat down with a sardonic grin on your face.

"stu?! what the fuck are you doing? call the damn ambulance! he could die!" you shouted as you turned to look at stu, pulling billy's head into your kneeling lap.

"trust me doll, our boy billy is just fine." stu said a cheshire grin displayed across his features as he watched you.

"he's just fine y/n." stu said rolling his eyes, sinking into the couch to get more comfortable.

"stu i don't know what your definition of fine is or why you're acting like a- like a-"

"like a what doll? do tell." stu said zeroing his gaze in on you.

"like a fucking lunatic. he needs medical attention and so do you!" you shouted not able to stop the tears from falling down your face.

"we prefer the term psychotic." billy said from your lap as he looked at you now with a small smile.

"billy..?" you questioned confused as you looked into his dark orbs, he seemed fine, you felt something in the pit of your stomach begin to brew as your anxiety rose. "why am i the only one freaking out?"

"relax babe. it's not our blood." billy said reaching a hand up to collect the tears off of your cheek with his thumb, before he brought it to his mouth tasting the salty droplets.

you shoved billy off your lap causing him to hit his head on the wooden floor as a result, so you could stand up.

"ouch doll, could you be any more gentle?" billy said as he held the back of his head.

"what do you mean.. it's not your blood?" you asked carefully as you tried to wipe the metallic smelling fluid off on your jeans as you began to breathe heavier.

"come on babe. we thought you were smarter than this.” stu said mockingly before he stood up, you looked down to his hand, his grip was tight, clinging to a bloodied knife.

“stu..” you said in disbelief as you shook your head stepping back, but you tripped falling right into billy’s lap, he wrapped his arms around you tightly.

“shh. sh. sh. shhh. it’s okay love, we’re not gonna hurt you.” billy whispered kissing your ear.

“you’re monsters.” you practically whispered, the words struggling out your throat as you fought against billy’s tight hold on you.

“we’re your monsters though, isn’t that right?” stu questioned as he held the tip of the blade under your chin. tears began to flow down your cheeks as the fight in you slowly began to die down, you weren’t escaping them, you couldn’t.

you nodded your head sniffling as stu traced the knife down your sternum.

“what was that doll? you need to speak up, i couldn’t hear you.” billy said as he pulled your hair back toward him to look you in the eyes.

“you guys are definitely monsters..” you looked at billy through your tear filled eyes, you felt so defeated, not even sure how life had gotten to this new low.

“i guess we are..” billy hummed grabbing your face tightly, squishing your face to poke out your lips before kissing you, the tears now cascading down your skin freely. stu’s eyes net yours as he leaned closer to hold your gaze, the knife trailing back up to your collarbone.

“don’t worry sweet doll, we’ll show you just how monstrous we can get.”

[majahu]

Scream: Ski Trip

Chapter 6: Dirty Deeds

The next couple of chapters are gonna be pretty long as I wrap this story up! Thanks so much for all the love on this story. I’d love to write for any suggestions you guys have so feel free to comment or submit suggestions and I’ll be more than happy to write for them!

Chapter 5

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The living room was packed with people, most packed onto the brown suede couch, television glowing a soft grey, static filling the screen as Randy was trying to decide between two VHS tapes, both movies starring Jamie Lee Curtis.

Stu himself was kneeling on the kitchen floor in the center of a circle of cheering guys, beer-bong in his mouth. Tatum peeked in the room, leaning over your shoulder, "wow, real mature." She said, rolling her eyes.

Catching sight of you, Stu moved the funnel out of his mouth and stood up, stumbling a bit as he made his way over to the door. "Where have you guys been? We had to start without you!"

"Gathering all the snack we bought at the resort today," Sidney said, arms full of single serve bags of chips. "I think we got enough to make a couple bags worth," she laughed.

Billy walked down the steps, looking around the room for someone.

Stu leaned into Tatum, "Hey, could you run out to the bus and get my blue duffel bag? It's full of beer and I may have left it under the seat..."

"What am I, the beer wench?" Tatum said, stepping toward the cabin door.

None of you had heard from the killer since you left Woodsboro. It made you antsy at first but you were beginning to relax. "Hey," Billy walked over to you, looking down at you with those beautiful brown eyes of his.

Fuck, (Y/N), you've got to stop thinking about him like this.

"Where's Sid?" He smiled. "Over there," you said, cocking your head toward the kitchen counter where Sidney was emptying mini bags of chips into a bowl.

Billy was still looking down at you, studying your face. "What?"

"Nothing, just- how's your nose."

"It's fine, I told you. Honestly I don't even remember hitting it on anything, I think it was just dry from the cold air."

"Alright, just don't go passing out on me, I'm surprised you didn't get a concussion with the way you were flying down the hill." He snickered, tousling your hair and walking over towards Sidney.

He whispered something in her ear and the two of them walked over to you, still standing by the bottom of the stairs. Billy nodded at you, walking back up the stairs, Sidney close behind him. Before she followed him up the stairs she caught your arm.

"Billy and I are gonna go... talk... he- we kind of got into a little argument early, that's why he was acting so weird this morning. I'll explain later."

"Um- okay." You said, looking around the room. Most of your friends had left, Tatum was still off getting beer and Stu had disappeared, probably going to go bother his girlfriend.

You plopped down on the couch next to Randy, who was already on his third beer. "What's Leatherface doing here?" Randy slurred, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "Come on, Randy. I know you don't like him because of your little thing for Sid," you poked him in the chest, "but he's a really nice guy. They got into something earlier and he wanted to apologize." "Yeah, okay... they're probably off having sex..." He mumbled, crossing his arms and directing his attention back to the movie.

Stu walked back into the room, calling over to you, "hey, (y/n)!" You looked up as Stu took a couple steps toward you, "can you help me find the cleaning supplies, I spilled a little something on my shirt?" "Yeah but, weren't you just with Tatum? She's been getting beer for a while."

"Yeah, she's fine." He said quickly.

You put your arms up, defensively, sliding past a group of your drunk classmates to get back to the base of the stairs.

"Have you tried checking the storage closet?" You said, smiling up at him.

"Come on, (y/n) gimme a break," he shoved you. The two of you stopped outside of a hall closet. The rest of the hallway was empty, the sounds from the party in the living room no more than muffled voices.

You tried to wiggle the handle of the closet but your hand slipped off of the doorknob. "Sorry," you laughed nervously as Stu raised an eyebrow at you, "sweaty palms."

You gave the handle another tug and the door burst open, something flying out of the closet and landing at your feed with a thud. You screamed, jumping back into Stu's chest. "Jesus, fuck!"

You leaned in to inspect the object that had nearly landed directly on top of you. It looked like an old blue tarp. Crouching down your peeled back a corner, noticing a lock of red hair sticking out of the plastic. "What the fuck...." You whispered, continuing to peel the tarp away until you came face to face with the glassy blue eyes of your third roommate, Lauren. "No..." you whimpered, stumbling backwards on the floor until you bumped into Stu's knee. You glanced up at him, tears in your eyes.

You didn't know if you were going to throw up or pass out. Stu helped you up, hand under your arm, like he was afraid if he let you go you'd fall back to the floor.

"We have to find Billy," he said, dragging you towards your room. "We have to go back downstairs and warn the others!"

Stu looked around the hall and then leaned in, speaking to you in a hushed tone. "Okay, okay, I'll go find Tatum, you go back to the party." You nodded at him, still holding back sobs. You had just seen a dead body; the killer could already be back downstairs, slaughtering all of your friends.

You ran down the steps, Stu on your heels as you burst into the living room and he ran out the front door. You stormed into the group of your classmates, interrupting Randy's speech about what not to do in a horror movie.

"He's here!" You said, grabbing Randy by the shoulders and shaking him. "He's here, upstairs, Stu and I-" you could barely get the words out, "we found-".

"Woah, easy there, (y/n). The killer is back in Woodsboro." "No! You aren't listening-" all of a sudden a scream cut through the cabin.

Sidney.

You bolted up the steps and toward your room, bursting through the door where a bloody scene was laid out in front of your eyes. Billy was laying on the floor, a bloody stain spreading across his white shirt. Standing in front of the window was the killer you thought you'd left behind in Woodsboro. He cocked his head to the side, looking at you, knife still dripping with Billy's blood.

"Sidney!" You shouted, grabbing her arm and pulling her toward the door. "We have to go, come on!"

You pushed her in front of you, the two of you ran down the hallway, flinging open a random door and piling inside. Sidney locked the door behind the two of you, hands shaking. "Billy-" she sobbed as you wrapped your arms around her, still shaken up yourself.

Screams sounded from downstairs. "Oh my god, we have to help them, we have to get down there." You said, hand reaching for the latch.

Sidney grabbed your wrist, "as long as we're in here, we're safe, okay?" She looked around, flicking on a light switch behind your head and illuminating the cramped room that surrounded the two of you. Looking up, the two of you noticed a hatch on the ceiling. "An attic." Sidney said, "come on, maybe if we get up there we can find a way out." You crouched down and let Sidney climb up onto your shoulders, standing up slightly so she could open the hatch on the ceiling and crawl up into the attic.

She reached her hand down to help you up but you paused. "Sidney, I have to go help them." "You're gonna get killed." She said, looking down at you, Billy's blood spattered across her face.

"I have to try." You said, opening the door with one last glance at your friend and running out into the hallway.

Your heart pounded in your chest as you creeped down the stairs, trying to keep your footsteps quiet. Scattered across the living room floor were the mutilated bodies of your classmates, Randy not among them.

Tears prickled at the corners of your eyes, running over your cheeks. You glanced at the front door. If you could run out into the street maybe you could flag down a car and get help. You made a beeline for the front door but tripped over the body of one of your classmates and knocking your head against the corner of a coffee table.

You groaned, looking up to see the masked killer standing above you. He shook his head slowly from side to side, crouching over you. You let out a choked sob. "This can't be it. I don't wanna die." You shut your eyes tightly, not wanting to see the knife plunge into your chest.

Nothing happens.

Slowly opening your eyes you realize you are once again alone in the room. Standing up slowly and rubbing your head you make your way over to the front door, swinging it open, your eyes met with Tatum's body hung from the front porch. You screamed, stumbling back into the living room, looking frantically around for the killer but he was nowhere to be seen.

"(Y/n)?"

You looked down the porch and saw Randy slowly standing up from where he was crouched behind the porch furniture. "(Y/n) listen to me... I know this sounds crazy but I think- I think the killer is Stu."

You played through the events of the evening in your head, Stu had disappeared for a while while Tatum had gone to get beer, but that didn't explain how he could've ended up in the room with Billy and Sidney. "I don't know," you shook your head, "nothing makes sense".

"Don't believe him (y/n)."

Stu appeared on the front lawn. "He killed Tatum and Billy." You stepped away further into the living room, not sure who to believe. "He finally went psycho," Stu said, stepping closer to the front porch where the body of his girlfriend was hanging.

The phone rings.

You eye the two boys standing outside of the cabin, slamming the door shut and dashing towards the phone, bringing it to your ear, "please," you sobbed, "you have to help me!"

"Having fun, (y/n)?"

Your blood ran cold. If the killer was on the phone then it couldn't be either of your friends. Still, you had a hard time trusting either of them with how strange they were acting. "Leave me alone!" You scream into the phone before hanging up.

Randy's pounding on the door, "(y/n)! Come on! He's going insane!"

You sink to the floor, crying and putting your hands in your hear when you start to hear floorboards creeping upstairs. Shaking, you look to the top of the steps to see Billy, covered in blood and clutching his chest. "Oh my god," you run over to meet him at the bottom of the stairs, holding his face in your hands. "We have to get help," he says weakly, eyes scanning your face. "Where's Sid?" Billy asks, facing you. "I don't know, I think she went to go look for help" you said. Not entirely a lie as Sidney had possibly found her way out of the attic by now.

Billy goes for the door but you grab his arm, pulling him back. "Don't, please, they're out there..." you whisper. Randy is still pounding on the door, screaming bloody murder.

Billy raises a finger to you lips and tells you to be quiet as he opens the door.

Randy comes running in, "oh god, Billy, you have to help me!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Billy comforts him.

"Stu's gone mad!" Randy yells, still clutching onto Billy.

Billy laughs, "we all go a little mad sometimes," he says, pulling out a knife and plunging it into Randy's chest.

"No!" You scream, backing away from Billy and towards the front door, "Anthony Perkins—Psycho." Billy steps toward you, knife in hand. "But you- you-", "I- I- what? Was dead?" Billy mocks, a false expression of pity on his face.

Stu is standing behind you now and you back straight into his chest. "Surprise, (y/n)." He says, white voice modulator box raised to his lips.

Tears are spilling down your face now, paralyzed by disbelief. You're sandwiched between Billy and Stu, Billy now bringing the blunt edge of his knife to rest under your chin, tilting your head up toward him. He presses a bloody finger up to your lips. "Go on," he coos, "taste it," he whispers. "W-what?" You murmur as Stu grips your wrists tightly behind your back. "You heard him" he says, still using the voice modulator. Slowly, you open your mouth.

"Good girl," Billy grins, slipping a finger into your mouth.

Corn syrup.

Your eyes grow wide. This whole thing was planned; Billy and Stu were the killers the whole time and you never suspected them once. Your mind ran through all the times where either Billy or Stu had suspiciously shown up where the killer had just struck.

"This can't be happening," you sobbed.

"You've made this really complicated for us, (y/n)." Billy said, tilting your head up toward him with the edge of his knife.

"You know, this was supposed to be just to get back at Sidney's whore mother," "but then it got kind of fun," interrupted Stu. Billy shot him a dirty look and continued talking, "we had this whole plan, kidnapped her dad and everything. But you kept getting in the way. We tried to kill you that night, you know? But Stu was such a fucking pussy, couldn't handle getting stabbed in the leg."

You said nothing, the feeling of betrayal and sheer terror were too overpowering.

"And now you're gonna be a good girl and tell us where Sidney is?" Billy smiled sweetly,

"or Stu will string you up just like he did to his little girlfriend."

[slashersins]

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part one

a horror movie wasn’t always your first choice , and you scared easily , even if someone just walked up behind too quietly and then said hi . but you did enjoy the slight rush being jump scared by these movies made you feel . and you liked that you could watch them with your friends . you could never do this alone . wiggling back and trying to hide into the couch , you felt two arms wrap around your shoulders . one hand messing with your hair while the other rubbing soothing circles into your shoulder . it relaxed you , and you felt content , even as the slasher in the movie took another life . at least it wasn’t a sudden cut like it had been the last seven victims . 

“ you’re such a baby , baby . all spooked by some movie . what’re gonna do when a real killer shows up ? jump and squeak ? ” you gave a huff , looking at billy with a pout that barely held as you tried not to smile . you were pretty sure the only reason he insisted on you joining him and stu on movie nights was to see you get jumpy . “ i’m right , aren’t i ? little scaredy cat . ” he laughed softly , giving you his smug smirk before turning his gaze back at to the tv . 

in retaliation you leaned more on stu , who giggled and shot a playful look to billy , wrapping his arm around you more tightly . it didn’t last long as another sudden cut and scream had you jolting and pulling the covers over your head . both stu and billy laughed , stu leaning over your hidden form and giving you a squeeze . “ aw , they’re scared ! i’ll use my body to protect you , oh no , i’ve been attacked by the monster . oh shit , i’m dying . oh , going limp . . . ” billy rolled his eyes as stu tried to force you to take his weight , only to snicker when you started to thrash and try to push stu off , which you did with the help of billy’s foot , and shoved stu to the floor . 

“ stu’s dead . ” the blonde gave a wink to you as you peaked from under your blanketed hiding spot , and you shifted to look on the floor , wanting to tease stu for playing dead . you really should have expected him to jump and make a loud silly noise . but you didn’t and now it was your turn to scream and scramble into billy’s lap and then off the couch and onto the floor . 

both boys were nearly wheezing at your reaction . stu’s tongue sticking out as he held his stomach and billy’s head tossed back as his shoulder shook . you peered up at them from the arm of the couch , sticking your tongue out at both of them when they finally regained some of their composure . 

“ you’re too easy to scare . ”

“ we really gotta toughen you up , baby . ”

“ let’s watch the exorcist next . that might help ! come back up here , we’ll make sure no bad guys get you . ” stu waggled his eyebrows , sticking his tongue out in another laugh . billy just patted the seat in between them .

propping yourself up on the arm of the couch and resting your chin there you gave a simple shake no with your head . “ we already watched three . and i need to get home . ” stu seemed to deflate , frowning like a kicked puppy . laying across the couch and in billy’s lap he got to face level .

“ just one more ? what if we make more popcorn ? what if i order pizza ? i’ll cuddle you and we can lay on billy ! ” you laughed and shook your head , pinching stu’s nose before standing up . billy reached out grabbing your hand .

“ babe . stay ? just one more movie and we’ll take you home . ” his fingers rubbed small circles into your wrist , trying to lure you back to the couch . you could only shake your head and smile , putting your free hand on your hip . 

“ if i stay then after the movie is over you’re both gonna pout and say one more . and it’ll happen again and again and again . and i’ll never get home . you’re gonna keep me here like some movie watching gremlin . ”

“ that’s kind of the point , babe . ”

“ be gremlins with us ! ” 

these two really were impossible . “ i’m going home . ” you laughed as they both groaned giving a muttered ‘ fine ’ as they made a scene of having to get up and off the couch . how did you ever come to get such dramatic friends ? 

somehow you managed to get to the door with stu hanging over you and whining about how you should just spend the night and billy making loose promises of fast food breakfast in the morning if you conceded . turning around you gives stu a hug , letting him cling and ask one more time for you to stay , claiming billy was grumpy and boring . billy snorted in amusement before slapping the back of stu’s head playfully  

“ i love you guys . ” you mummered happily as you gave billy his hug , and they both seemed pleased by that , offering their own ‘ yeah ? how much ’ and ‘ you better ’ playfully before saying the words back . “ i work tomorrow , so come visit ! we’re getting some new horror movies in that aren’t supposed to be put out till next week . i’m might consider letting you two take a copy home for movie night . ”

“ oh yeah ? we’ll see you . but are you sure you don’t want us to drive you home ? ”

“ someone might be out there looking for a virgin to dig their knife into ! might be safer if we all go in the car . ”

“ stu , shut up , fuck . ”

“ didn’t you’re parents take away your car because you got five hundred dollars in speeding tickets ? ” stu seems to fluster and stutter when you bring it up , pout on his lips as he crosses his arms and looks away . he grumbles something under his breath and billy just rolls his eyes before looking back to you , concern flickering in them . 

“ i’ll be fine . i walk home all the time , and no ones got me . ”

“ yet . ” billy puts his hand on stu’s face and shoves him away from the door , annoyed with stu’s inability to keep his mouth shut for two seconds . 

“ we’ll see you tomorrow at work . give us a call when you get home . ”

“ don’t worry i will ! ”

they try to act cool as they close the door . and they try to be quiet as they race up the stairs to stu’s room so they can watch you walk down the road in the lamp light . 

they really didn’t expect to get this attached to you . when they first met you at the video store , they’d dialed it up and flirted and invited you out . they didn’t think you’d say yes . and they definitely didn’t think that watching horror movies and hanging out with you would become one of their favorite pass times . but here they were . 

the only problem was that you were oblivious . flirting , compliments , physical advances , all of it seemed to go unnoticed by your or completely misinterpreted . not that they should be trying all these things , both billy and stu had girlfriends . girlfriends that were fine , but boring . mostly just for show and the occasion blow job or handy . they weren’t really interesting to them anymore . not like you . maybe it was good that you hadn’t noticed yet . it gave them both time to plan , time to find a reason to break up with sid and tate . but for now they were like lovesick puppies watching your from fade away from view . 

- - - 

randy looked like he was dead inside as he scanned no less than eight stupidly bright children’s movies for the mother and her gremlin at the check out . this job . . . it paid . but it honestly wasn’t all that worth it . and then billy and his lap dog came inside . probably to annoy him for the millionth time . he gave the woman back her changed and ground out a half hearted ‘ have a nice day ’ before turning his attention to the pair as they sauntered up to the counter .

“ you look fucking miserable . ”

“ billy . ”

“ must suck having to rewind all those barney and friends tapes . too grumpy to even give momma a smile ? ”

“ stu . ” randy sighed and rubbed his temple . at least it was a break from the boringness of this place .” what are you two doing here ? we haven’t gotten any new horror movies in . ” it’s usually why they showed up . to scour through the movies , sometimes picking the same ones . it gave them common ground , but being the lesser friend in their little friend group didn’t always mean that either of them would listen to him . their fault . he was practically an expert on horror . they were just casual fans . 

“ oh really ? because we heard from a little birdy that you have some in the back you haven’t out yet . ” 

“ tweet tweet , randy’s a lair . ”

with an exasperated sigh , randy looked up at the ceiling . who the fuck told them that ? now he was going to have to put up with their bullshit until he gave in or the store closed .

“ hey guys ! ” the attention of all three boys snapped to you as you walked out of the back with a grin on your face , happily moving towards the group crowded around the register . “ hope you weren’t waiting too long for me - hey stu ! ” you laughed as stu intercepted you , giving you a hug and leaning over you . “ stu please don’t dead weight me , nooooo . ” your whine became a laugh as you tried to push back against the taller boy as he attempted to squish you with his weight . he really was a goof . 

“ hi , billy . ” you gave a slight wave with a free hand as you finally got stu to go from trying to squish you to just resting his chin on your head . “ i have the movies we got in ! they’re really good . ones a foreign film with subtitles , but i think it looks interesting . ”

“ wait . how do you know these two , y/n ? ” you blinked at randy , giving a confused look as you tilted your head . was he serious ? 

“ billy and stu are my late night movie buddies . i talk about them all the time . ”

“ you’re late night horror buddies are these two ? two guys ? two guys you spend hours along with on the couch watching movies with ? ”

“ yep ! ”

“ billy and stu . you know they have girlfriends right ? you know you have a boyfriend right ? ”

“ yep . ”

“ then why are you spending alone time with - ”

“ because they’re my friends and you don’t watching horror movies with me . ” your pout and raised brow does nothing to soothe randy who’s looking at you like you grew a second head . how , after all this time , had he not known that you were spending time with two of the biggest flirts he knew ? and you didn’t even seem phased or to care . what was wrong with you ?

billy and stu were frozen . no longer paying attention to the little spat you seemed to be in with randy . you had a boyfriend . a boyfriend. a friend that was a boy . dating . a boy . you and a guy together . it was as if billy and stu were sharing one brain cell and it was being fried . it took a moment before billy interrupted you and randy . 

“ a girl can’t be just friends with two dudes . that’s not how it - ”

“ you have a boyfriend ? ”

you smiled over to billy , and nodded . had you ever mentioned it ? you were sure you had . or maybe you just thought they knew . 

“ since when ? ” stu was worse about holding his surprise in , his voice high at the end as he looked at you the same way randy was , but for a different reason . 

“ about two months . why does it matter to either of you . ” randy snapped at the pair , looking annoyed and angry all at once .

“ shut up , randy we aren’t talking to you . ”

“ but you’re talking about me . ”

“ the fuck do you mean we’re talking about you ? you’re not y/n boyfriend . ”

" actually , he is ! ” you perked up and back into the conversation , standing between randy and his glare and the boys and their confused and shocked faces . your hands up in a defensive position . 

billy recovered first .his features annoyed and unimpressed . “ really , y/n ? randy ? you could do so much better . ” you rolled your eyes and laughed , hitting him on the chest lightly with one of the movies you’d brought out .

“ don’t be mean . ” you gave stu a pointed look , knowing full and well that the taller of the two would shamelessly start asking questions and making comments to piss randy off further . 

“ i still can’t - ” 

“ randy . billy and stu are my friends . we watch movies and hang out . ya know , like you do with friends . it’s not that big of a deal . ” he studied you for a moment . annoyed by learning all this new information . and that he had to learn it at work , and not from your own lips when you first started hanging out . he remembered that you told him you were hanging out with some . . . oh . you had told him . you’d told him you were hanging out with the boys to watch horror movies . he’d been annoyed and not exactly paying attention to you . but fuck , you never said the boys were billy and stu . 

randy grumbled , leaning back and glaring at the billy and stu with crossed arms . a guarded expression on his face . “ fine . whatever . just . . . be more clear if you start hanging out with other guys . not exactly awesome to find out that your girl is with two fucking flirts all the time . ”

“ it isn’t our fault you’re to lame and busy to spend time with your girlfriend , randy . ” stu snicker , as he leaned over billy’s shoulder . randy only shot him an annoyed look . 

there was tension in the air , you caught in the middle as you looked between the three boys . the movies you wanted to show billy and stu still in your hands . “ . . . i really kinda wanna watch this one ? i know it’s not in english but it looks like it could be scary ? ”

“ yeah , babe ? which one ? ” billy gave a smirk to randy before taking a closer look at the movies you had held out to them . he wanted to laugh at the shocked expression randy made at the little teasing nickname billy called you . 

somehow , billy and stu ended up moving you to the horror section , away from randy and his pissy , jealous attitude . they picked out a couple of movies from the new ones you showed them , along with some old ‘ classics ’ . chatting and laughing and until you were pulled away to help someone locate a romcom . 

they didn’t linger long after you went back to doing your job , obviously taking it seriously or at least more so than randy . stu was holding back his laughter at how upset the other boy was . god , he wanted to pick on him . but not now . billy had threatened him enough as they were walking to the front . 

“ don’t try anything with them . they’re not single . they’re dating me . so if your playing so sick cheating game , just give it up . or i’ll tell sidney and tate about this . ”

“ what ? you think they don’t know . sidney and tate already met y/n . they know we hang out and don’t have a problem with it . you’re the only one out of the loop . like i said , maybe if you spent more time with y/n you wouldn’t feel so torn up about this . ” billy clicked his tongue to his teeth and grinned , grabbing the movies from the counter and sauntering out smug . 

but the act fell as they got into tate’s borrowed car . stu sitting in the driver’s seat as he glanced to billy . this was a cog in their plans . something unexpected and annoying . any random shit head could have fallen victim to their secret illegal pass time . but randy was too much of a target . fuck , this was easier when they only had to worry about dumping their girlfriends and getting with you . but . . . randy didn’t exactly seem very attentive . and you never felt the need to mention them . maybe he wasn’t as important as they thought . what they really needed was to see you both interact outside of work . somewhere natural . somewhere where the two of you could be in your element and they could figure out a plan of attack . . .

“ hey , stu . how about you throw a house party . ”

[slashersins-abandoned]

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written for and with inspiration from @bloodysnowdrops

part one

part two | 

a horror movie wasn’t always your first choice , and you scared easily , even if someone just walked up behind too quietly and then said hi . but you did enjoy the slight rush being jump scared by these movies made you feel . and you liked that you could watch them with your friends . you could never do this alone . wiggling back and trying to hide into the couch , you felt two arms wrap around your shoulders . one hand messing with your hair while the other rubbing soothing circles into your shoulder . it relaxed you , and you felt content , even as the slasher in the movie took another life . at least it wasn’t a sudden cut like it had been the last seven victims .

“ you’re such a baby , baby . all spooked by some movie . what’re gonna do when a real killer shows up ? jump and squeak ? ” you gave a huff , looking at billy with a pout that barely held as you tried not to smile . you were pretty sure the only reason he insisted on you joining him and stu on movie nights was to see you get jumpy . “ i’m right , aren’t i ? little scaredy cat . ” he laughed softly , giving you his smug smirk before turning his gaze back at to the tv .

in retaliation you leaned more on stu , who giggled and shot a playful look to billy , wrapping his arm around you more tightly . it didn’t last long as another sudden cut and scream had you jolting and pulling the covers over your head . both stu and billy laughed , stu leaning over your hidden form and giving you a squeeze . “ aw , they’re scared ! i’ll use my body to protect you , oh no , i’ve been attacked by the monster . oh shit , i’m dying . oh , going limp … ” billy rolled his eyes as stu tried to force you to take his weight , only to snicker when you started to thrash and try to push stu off , which you did with the help of billy’s foot , and shoved stu to the floor .

“ stu’s dead . ” the blonde gave a wink to you as you peaked from under your blanketed hiding spot , and you shifted to look on the floor , wanting to tease stu for playing dead . you really should have expected him to jump and make a loud silly noise . but you didn’t and now it was your turn to scream and scramble into billy’s lap and then off the couch and onto the floor .

both boys were nearly wheezing at your reaction . stu’s tongue sticking out as he held his stomach and billy’s head tossed back as his shoulder shook . you peered up at them from the arm of the couch , sticking your tongue out at both of them when they finally regained some of their composure .

“ you’re too easy to scare . ”

“ we really gotta toughen you up , baby . ”

“ let’s watch the exorcist next . that might help ! come back up here , we’ll make sure no bad guys get you . ” stu waggled his eyebrows , sticking his tongue out in another laugh . billy just patted the seat in between them .

propping yourself up on the arm of the couch and resting your chin there you gave a simple shake no with your head . “ we already watched three . and i need to get home . ” stu seemed to deflate , frowning like a kicked puppy . laying across the couch and in billy’s lap he got to face level .

“ just one more ? what if we make more popcorn ? what if i order pizza ? i’ll cuddle you and we can lay on billy ! ” you laughed and shook your head , pinching stu’s nose before standing up . billy reached out grabbing your hand .

“ babe . stay ? just one more movie and we’ll take you home . ” his fingers rubbed small circles into your wrist , trying to lure you back to the couch . you could only shake your head and smile , putting your free hand on your hip .

“ if i stay then after the movie is over you’re both gonna pout and say one more . and it’ll happen again and again and again . and i’ll never get home . you’re gonna keep me here like some movie watching gremlin . ”

“ that’s kind of the point , babe . ”

“ be gremlins with us ! ”

these two really were impossible . “ i’m going home . ” you laughed as they both groaned giving a muttered ‘ fine ’ as they made a scene of having to get up and off the couch . how did you ever come to get such dramatic friends ?

somehow you managed to get to the door with stu hanging over you and whining about how you should just spend the night and billy making loose promises of fast food breakfast in the morning if you conceded . turning around you gives stu a hug , letting him cling and ask one more time for you to stay , claiming billy was grumpy and boring . billy snorted in amusement before slapping the back of stu’s head playfully  

“ i love you guys . ” you mummered happily as you gave billy his hug , and they both seemed pleased by that , offering their own ‘ yeah ? how much ’ and ‘ you better ’ playfully before saying the words back . “ i work tomorrow , so come visit ! we’re getting some new horror movies in that aren’t supposed to be put out till next week . i’m might consider letting you two take a copy home for movie night . ”

“ oh yeah ? we’ll see you . but are you sure you don’t want us to drive you home ? ”

“ someone might be out there looking for a virgin to dig their knife into ! might be safer if we all go in the car . ”

“ stu , shut up , fuck . ”

“ didn’t you’re parents take away your car because you got five hundred dollars in speeding tickets ? ” stu seems to fluster and stutter when you bring it up , pout on his lips as he crosses his arms and looks away . he grumbles something under his breath and billy just rolls his eyes before looking back to you , concern flickering in them .

“ i’ll be fine . i walk home all the time , and no ones got me . ”

“ yet . ” billy puts his hand on stu’s face and shoves him away from the door , annoyed with stu’s inability to keep his mouth shut for two seconds .

“ we’ll see you tomorrow at work . give us a call when you get home . ”

“ don’t worry i will ! ”

they try to act cool as they close the door . and they try to be quiet as they race up the stairs to stu’s room so they can watch you walk down the road in the lamp light .

they really didn’t expect to get this attached to you . when they first met you at the video store , they’d dialed it up and flirted and invited you out . they didn’t think you’d say yes . and they definitely didn’t think that watching horror movies and hanging out with you would become one of their favorite pass times . but here they were .

the only problem was that you were oblivious . flirting , compliments , physical advances , all of it seemed to go unnoticed by your or completely misinterpreted . not that they should be trying all these things , both billy and stu had girlfriends . girlfriends that were fine , but boring . mostly just for show and the occasion blow job or handy . they weren’t really interesting to them anymore . not like you . maybe it was good that you hadn’t noticed yet . it gave them both time to plan , time to find a reason to break up with sid and tate . but for now they were like lovesick puppies watching your from fade away from view .

- - -

randy looked like he was dead inside as he scanned no less than eight stupidly bright children’s movies for the mother and her gremlin at the check out . this job … it paid . but it honestly wasn’t all that worth it . and then billy and his lap dog came inside . probably to annoy him for the millionth time . he gave the woman back her changed and ground out a half hearted ‘ have a nice day ’ before turning his attention to the pair as they sauntered up to the counter .

“ you look fucking miserable . ”

“ billy . ”

“ must suck having to rewind all those barney and friends tapes . too grumpy to even give momma a smile ? ”

“ stu . ” randy sighed and rubbed his temple . at least it was a break from the boringness of this place .” what are you two doing here ? we haven’t gotten any new horror movies in . ” it’s usually why they showed up . to scour through the movies , sometimes picking the same ones . it gave them common ground , but being the lesser friend in their little friend group didn’t always mean that either of them would listen to him . their fault . he was practically an expert on horror . they were just casual fans .

“ oh really ? because we heard from a little birdy that you have some in the back you haven’t out yet . ”

“ tweet tweet , randy’s a lair . ”

with an exasperated sigh , randy looked up at the ceiling . who the fuck told them that ? now he was going to have to put up with their bullshit until he gave in or the store closed .

“ hey guys ! ” the attention of all three boys snapped to you as you walked out of the back with a grin on your face , happily moving towards the group crowded around the register . “ hope you weren’t waiting too long for me - hey stu ! ” you laughed as stu intercepted you , giving you a hug and leaning over you . “ stu please don’t dead weight me , nooooo . ” your whine became a laugh as you tried to push back against the taller boy as he attempted to squish you with his weight . he really was a goof .

“ hi , billy . ” you gave a slight wave with a free hand as you finally got stu to go from trying to squish you to just resting his chin on your head . “ i have the movies we got in ! they’re really good . ones a foreign film with subtitles , but i think it looks interesting . ”

“ wait . how do you know these two , y/n ? ” you blinked at randy , giving a confused look as you tilted your head . was he serious ?

“ billy and stu are my late night movie buddies . i talk about them all the time . ”

“ you’re late night horror buddies are these two ? two guys ? two guys you spend hours along with on the couch watching movies with ? ”

“ yep ! ”

“ billy and stu . you know they have girlfriends right ? you know you have a boyfriend right ? ”

“ yep . ”

“ then why are you spending alone time with - ”

“ because they’re my friends and you don’t watching horror movies with me . ” your pout and raised brow does nothing to soothe randy who’s looking at you like you grew a second head . how , after all this time , had he not known that you were spending time with two of the biggest flirts he knew ? and you didn’t even seem phased or to care . what was wrong with you ?

billy and stu were frozen . no longer paying attention to the little spat you seemed to be in with randy . you had a boyfriend . a boyfriend. a friend that was a boy . dating . a boy . you and a guy together . it was as if billy and stu were sharing one brain cell and it was being fried . it took a moment before billy interrupted you and randy .

“ a girl can’t be just friends with two dudes . that’s not how it - ”

“ you have a boyfriend ? ”

you smiled over to billy , and nodded . had you ever mentioned it ? you were sure you had . or maybe you just thought they knew .

“ since when ? ” stu was worse about holding his surprise in , his voice high at the end as he looked at you the same way randy was , but for a different reason .

“ about two months . why does it matter to either of you . ” randy snapped at the pair , looking annoyed and angry all at once .

“ shut up , randy we aren’t talking to you . ”

“ but you’re talking about me . ”

“ the fuck do you mean we’re talking about you ? you’re not y/n boyfriend . ”

“ actually , he is ! ” you perked up and back into the conversation , standing between randy and his glare and the boys and their confused and shocked faces . your hands up in a defensive position .

billy recovered first .his features annoyed and unimpressed . “ really , y/n ? randy ? you could do so much better . ” you rolled your eyes and laughed , hitting him on the chest lightly with one of the movies you’d brought out .

“ don’t be mean . ” you gave stu a pointed look , knowing full and well that the taller of the two would shamelessly start asking questions and making comments to piss randy off further .

“ i still can’t - ”

“ randy . billy and stu are my friends . we watch movies and hang out . ya know , like you do with friends . it’s not that big of a deal . ” he studied you for a moment . annoyed by learning all this new information . and that he had to learn it at work , and not from your own lips when you first started hanging out . he remembered that you told him you were hanging out with some … oh . you had told him . you’d told him you were hanging out with the boys to watch horror movies . he’d been annoyed and not exactly paying attention to you . but fuck , you never said the boys were billy and stu .

randy grumbled , leaning back and glaring at the billy and stu with crossed arms . a guarded expression on his face . “ fine . whatever . just … be more clear if you start hanging out with other guys . not exactly awesome to find out that your girl is with two fucking flirts all the time . ”

“ it isn’t our fault you’re to lame and busy to spend time with your girlfriend , randy . ” stu snicker , as he leaned over billy’s shoulder . randy only shot him an annoyed look .

there was tension in the air , you caught in the middle as you looked between the three boys . the movies you wanted to show billy and stu still in your hands . “ … i really kinda wanna watch this one ? i know it’s not in english but it looks like it could be scary ? ”

“ yeah , babe ? which one ? ” billy gave a smirk to randy before taking a closer look at the movies you had held out to them . he wanted to laugh at the shocked expression randy made at the little teasing nickname billy called you .

somehow , billy and stu ended up moving you to the horror section , away from randy and his pissy , jealous attitude . they picked out a couple of movies from the new ones you showed them , along with some old ‘ classics ’ . chatting and laughing and until you were pulled away to help someone locate a romcom .

they didn’t linger long after you went back to doing your job , obviously taking it seriously or at least more so than randy . stu was holding back his laughter at how upset the other boy was . god , he wanted to pick on him . but not now . billy had threatened him enough as they were walking to the front .

“ don’t try anything with them . they’re not single . they’re dating me . so if your playing so sick cheating game , just give it up . or i’ll tell sidney and tate about this . ”

“ what ? you think they don’t know . sidney and tate already met y/n . they know we hang out and don’t have a problem with it . you’re the only one out of the loop . like i said , maybe if you spent more time with y/n you wouldn’t feel so torn up about this . ” billy clicked his tongue to his teeth and grinned , grabbing the movies from the counter and sauntering out smug .

but the act fell as they got into tate’s borrowed car . stu sitting in the driver’s seat as he glanced to billy . this was a cog in their plans . something unexpected and annoying . any random shit head could have fallen victim to their secret illegal pass time . but randy was too much of a target . fuck , this was easier when they only had to worry about dumping their girlfriends and getting with you . but … randy didn’t exactly seem very attentive . and you never felt the need to mention them . maybe he wasn’t as important as they thought . what they really needed was to see you both interact outside of work . somewhere natural . somewhere where the two of you could be in your element and they could figure out a plan of attack …

“ hey , stu . how about you throw a house party . ”

[laufeyson-barnes]

The crush

It was the big day of stu's party. He chose the worst time in the year because of all the killings happening. Tatum was in stu's lap and honestly I was jealous. I grabbed my beer trying to not seem angry. I walked into another room which was the kitchen.

I have no right to be jealous. I mean randy would smack my ass like that if I asked. But stu. Stu is just different. His hands, smile, laugh, eyes, hair, mouth, and his body. I threw away my beer aggressively so I could hear it shatter. Tatum walked into the garage and I watched someone with a Ghostface mask walk in behind her. I followed.

I hid behind some air pressure machine. They fought and the Ghostface mask won. Tatum was dead in the doggy door like a fucking idiot. I stood up and Ghostface turned around. He walked towards me quickly. He grabbed my throat and put the knife to it. I moaned as my body slammed into the fridge. The persons hands loosened.

Their held tilted. I grabbed the hand and placed it back on my throat. I should forget about stu. I mean he wouldn't fuck me now because his gf just got murdered. The masked person ripped their gloves off and started to take my clothes off. Their hand reached in my pants and slammed their fingers in me. I moaned loudly at the intense feeling. Oh it felt so good. The person kept going.

I was almost there. I just needed them to rub my clit. Right as I thought that they did. I cried out and came on this person's fingers. I heard a low chuckle come from them. They took there hand out and lifted the mask a bit to lick there fingers. Wait. Those hands and mouth look familiar.

I know it sounds weird to recognize someone's mouth but he's my closest friend. I took my hand out of his mouth and knocked the mask off. "Stu what the fuck!" I stated.

"You're the killer" I said laughing. "Yeah" he said shyly. "We can't do this you know. You have a girlfriend." I said as stu came closer. "That I just killed so I could have you. My plan was to kill her and go talk to you. I've liked you since kindergarten man" stu said. I smiled. He pushed me against the fridge again. I took my hands and took off his robe. He took off the rest. He moved my panties to the side and wrapped my legs around his waist. He shoved himself in me.

I screamed and my head fell forward on stu's shoulder. He thrusted in and out while rubbing my clit with his finger. After a couple minutes of this. He set me on the garage floor and got ontop of me. He was so good. "Fuck Stu you feel so good" I whispered. "You're so tight. Stu said. I accidentally scratched stus back because he felt so good.

"Fuck baby" stu moaned. His hand wrapped around my throat and he started to go faster. I was moaning and becoming messy. Stuff laid on the garage floor and I got ontop of him. I rode his dick till I was shaking. Stus hands held my hips and had to help me the rest of the way. We were both so close. "Cum baby. Please." Stu whispered. That was enough to make me hit my high. I screamed. "Oh fuck yes!" Stu chuckled and came when he felt me clench around him.

"Are you okay y/n" randy voice said through the door. "Yeah randy I'm just masterbating" I said. "Oh well stu said him and Tatum broke up earlier. Maybe you'll get your chance to fulfill those fantasies" He replied. "Maybe randy. I'll be out in a sec" I stated. I blushed and stu chuckled.  "Fantasies huh" He asked. " I have to go help Billy kill the rest. Okay. I'm going to talk to him about keeping you." He said. "I can help. I can kill randy." I stated.

"Okay baby" He said. We both got dressed and I walked through the door as he snuck away. Randy was in the livingroom telling Laurie to turn around. He was laying down. I crawled over the couch and straddled him. I was a school girl for Halloween btw. "Woah Y/n" randy said.

"Randy. I'm going to be honest with you. I never liked stu. I mean I had a crush but I really like you. But you've always been in love with Sydney. I want you to myself. So can I show you how bad I want you!?" I asked sexly.

He nodded. I saw stu watching me. I gave him a wink and he walked upstairs. I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it at the TV. It covered the camera. Randy's eyes went big. I started to grind against him. I moaned and grabbed his hands. I put them on me so he could feel me up. "Are you a virgin randy" I asked. "Yes ma'am." He replied.

Maybe randy has mommy issues. I started to grind harder. I was imagining it was stu. I moaned and Randy's head fell back. I slide my hand up his body and wrapped my hands around his throat. His body jerked. His junk got hot. "Did you just" i was cut off by randy blushing. "You poor thing." I stated. I grabbed the knife from my skirt and stabbed randy.

I slit his throat and stabbed him again and again. I found out he was dead and I walked into the kitchen waiting for stu. I went into the garage and got my bra back. It was black and lacey. I went back into the kitchen and sat on the counter.

_a few moments later_

"You're in on it too y/n! How could you!" Sydney asked. "You and Tatum were assholes. You guys were rude to me my entire life. The only reason I stuck around was for Stu and Billy. They made me feel like I was someone. I mean Sydney you kind of deserve this. Come on you don't remember what your mommy did to my parents?" I asked. "Your mother was a slut. She slept with my mother and my dad. They split up and left me here. All alone. At age 8." I stated looking Sydney dead in her eyes.

Billy explained what her mother did to her father and mother. I undid my tie. Sydney had her back to me. Billy gave me a thumbs up. I wrapped it around her throat. I tightened it. Billy stabbed her stomach as she fell to the ground. I wrapped my thighs around her neck and closed them together till I heard a snap.

Stu was smiling and giggling. I stood up and he hugged me. "Are we running or are we staying here to make it look like we are the only survivors" I asked.  "Survivors" Billy said. I called 911 pretending to freak out. I made myself sound weak. Stu stabbed me and I kept my scream on the inside. Billy and stu stabbed eachother. I went and broke a lamp and cut myself with a couple peices. Billy kissed stu. I looked at them.

"You're going to share y/n right?" Billy asked. "Only if she wants" stu explained. I nodded. Billy and stu kissed me at the same time and went to lay somewhere different. Dewey, gale, and Sydneys dad were dead. I heard sirens and I laid down on the broken lamp. I held the bloody phone in my hands.

_years later_

Me, stu, and Billy were all dating. We had our own house. No one bothered us. We lived in the middle of no where. There obsession with killing had went away after the party.

[peydawgz]

Hello lovely ☺️. Okay so a Stu Macher x reader fic where they’ve been dating for awhile and they join the boys on their next kill. S/o flirts with Stu in costume when they get back home. He gets all flustered and gets them back 👅

(This one turned out to be a looooong one i’m sorry- nsfw under the cut )

You’re Gonna Get it || Stu Macher x Reader (NSFW)

               You’dknown Stu for at least three years now, since your second year of high school;when you started going to Woodsboro. You’d moved to the small town because yourmom had a new job opportunity and she took it, and decided to settle you downin the small down that was only a little way from where she worked. She wasgone for weeks at a time, and you found the house to yourself most of the time.She always left you with money for food and her number on the fridge, but youwere good on your own even without it.

               Youworked at the video store alongside Randy as a cashier once you hit your junioryear. You were good friends with him, but only because you worked with him andyou kinda felt sorry for the guy. Also because he held your secret of having acrush on one of the most popular guys in school; Stu Macher. He just sohappened to be friends with him, while you only ever made soft eyes at him and thoughtabout him at night, twirling your fingers through your hair as if it were hishands.

               It’d bea lie to say he wasn’t on your mind all the time. You wrote about him in yourjournal, stared at him during lunch, and meekly muttered when he even approachedyou. Randy laughed at you, saying he was only a guy, and an obnoxious one atthat. But when you eyed him by the fountain, as he laughed with his friends andhis tongue slipped out of his mouth playfully…. Oh god you could only dream ofwhat he would do to you with it.

               Whenyou weren’t looking, though, he did the same. He would stare at you during Physicsas you took notes, admiring you even on your worst days when you’d decide notto brush your hair and wear sweatpants. He’d go out of his way to bump into youto pick up your books, and he’d constantly gab to Randy about you and ask aboutyou all the time. He’d lay on his side in bed, face smushed into his pillow ashe thought about soft things, like hugging you, and maybe even getting to holdyou. Those thoughts weren’t all soft, though. When him and Billy had to getwith Syd and Tatum, he knew it was for the best. He didn’t want to have to killyou.

               But hedid invite you to his party. You were shaken up from all of the recent murders,and decided that maybe it was best you weren’t home alone this once. You toldhim you needed a ride, and he happily obliged. You knew he was with Tatum, andyou were immensely jealous of her, and last minute, as you sat in the frontseat of his car, you felt disgusted with yourself. They probably fucked in thiscar, and he wanted nothing to do with you. You should have stayed home insteadof having to deal with all of these feelings. Look at you, you even tried todress up for him. Pathetic, you thought. Stu noticed you were looking reallyglum, and as he pulled in to his driveway, he knew he had to make it up to you.

               Youreached for the handle. He locked the car door, turning to face you with a seriouslook on his face. “Y/N, I gotta tell you something…” He began, his facestarting to turn deep shades of red. Your face also turned red. Was this wherehe’d tell you to get out of his car and find a ride home? Instead, he reached acrossthe glovebox of the car and placed his hand on yours, your face instantlyheating up. “Between me and you, I’m gonna break up with Tatum tonight.” Hesaid in a whisper toned voice, as if people could hear him from outside of hiscar. The party wasn’t going to start for another hour anyways, it was just you,Billy, Stu, and Randy here anyways.

               “…Oh?”Was the only thing you could manage out right now. “And I was hoping maybe meand you could talk a little bit more…” Stu admitted, now looking down at yourhand and his, how long his fingers were to yours. “I… I would like that a lot.”You whispered back. “We’ll talk about this more after the party, kay?” He saidsort of hurriedly, quickly kissing your cheek and bouncing out of the car,unlocking your door. You couldn’t help but feel that just maybe he had more tosay than just that, but you stepped out of the car and followed after him,carrying the beer.

               Thewhole rest of the party went slow, you supposed. You’d mostly sat on the couch,your hand caressing where Stu’s lips had once been placed on your cheek. Youeyed him up the whole time you’d been at the party, and so had you. Tatum hadleft to grab more beer and you figured that’s when Stu decided to break up withher, because she didn’t come back. Syd had left a little after her with Billy.Then Stu drove you home after the party was all over, and he promised you he’dcome visit the next day to check on you, assuring you that nobody would attack.

               Tatumwas found dead in her home the next morning, and so was Syd and a few others.You found this out whilst listening to the news as you made breakfast. Tatum’sbody was “crumpled” and Sydney had been stabbed to death. You were neverfriends with them anyways, but you felt bad for Billy and Stu. Their girlfriendshad been taken by the Ghostface killer, and you eagerly waited for Stu afterwork passed. Randy would not shut up about the murderer as always, and lots ofpeople were too scared to step out of their homes for most of the day.

               Youcame home, setting your stuff on the couch and going to the kitchen to make asnack. As you flicked on the lights, there Stu sat on the counter with a bigsmile on his face, “I’ve been waiting for ya, Y/N!” He hopped down and grabbedyou into a hug. “How long? And how did you get into my house?” You asked, notworrying about it too much. “About fifteen minutes. Your back door was unlockedand I wanted to surprise you.” He said with a huge gin on his face, and youfelt compelled to smile with him. “Surprise!” He shouted and grabbed you upinto his long arms, pulling you into his arms, “I was gonna ask you last night,but I wanted to wait until we’d get some time alone. Would you like to like, goout with me?” He questioned in all seriousness. “Of course! Yes!” You meltedinto his touch; arms wrapped around his neck.

               Afterthat, he often stayed with you when you were home alone. You two cuddled up togetheron your couch and watched horror movies, giggling and shoving popcorn in eachother’s mouth. You enjoyed the goofiness in the relationship, often matchinghim and goofing off with him. It was all going perfectly until one day heshowed up on your back doorstep in his ghostface costume, holding the mask,Billy standing behind him with a hunting knife in hand. “Hey babe!” He kissedyou on the cheek. You were in shock as you stood there, watching the two idiotswalk into your home with steel toe boots. “Oh boy, I’ve got a surprise for you!”He said, absolutely unphased with the horror on your face. He looked at you asyou nodded him on. He whispered sweetly, “We’re ghostface!” and rambled onabout their whole plan with you.

              You’ve been hiding the secret for almost twomonths now, watching as they murdered your classmates and anyone around thatpissed you or them off. You were sworn to secrecy, even though you didn’t mindthat much. In a sick way, it was sweet that Stu would kill for you, even if itwas the lady at the mall who pissed you off one time. But you also found itboring to sit at home while they went off killing. “Stu, can I pretty pleasecome with you tonight? I promise I’ll give you extra kisses tonight if I can?”You whined, and he could only give you puppy eyes back. “I’ll have to textBilly about it, babe.” He replied, picking up and setting you in his lap towatch. To his disbelief, he got a yes!

              Billy arrived a good ten minutes laterwith a brand new store-bought ghostface costume with you, and Stu helped youraid your kitchen for a knife, and found a perfect one! It was a standard kitchenknife, but he ruffed your hair and kissed you. “Reminds me of Michael Myers,babe!” He said, and turned you so that you were looking in a mirror with him,both clad in costume. “Hey, it can’t wait, we have to hurry!” Billy yelled. Hehad decided to be the getaway driver and let Stu show you the ropes. You twosat in the backseat, and giggled the whole way as Billy parked about a blockaway from the house. You and Stu walked to stand by the window, peering in towatch one of the biggest football players as he flipped throuh channels on thetelevision.

              Stu made the phone calls, and yougiggled that he’d had the football player paranoid and locking doors andwindows but you two were already in the house, hiding in the pantry as youwatched him. As you listened to Stu on the phone, you reached around andtouched up and down his thigh, your fingers gripping and crawling up the insideof his leg. You could nearly feel the hairs on his body stand up as you touchedhis sides, drawing little shapes in his chest and kissing up his neck. His voicewas just nearly shaking as he began to get angry with the football player onthe other line who was threatening to call the cops.

               Stu hungup with a deep, “I’m going to skin you like a fucking hog!” And then turned tolook down at you. “Go get him, babe.” He muttered, hands crawling up yourcostume now but you pushed him off and held the knife in your hands, turningand creeping out of the pantry only to hide by the staircase. As the footballplayer was on his way to lock one of the other windows, you leapt out andplunged the knife into his back, slinging a hand over his mouth and shrieking wildlyas you continued to stab. Blood splattered all over the costume, but as hereached up a hand to pull the mask off, his hand went limp, taking it off andleaving you with a bloodstained face. You were straddling him, crazy eyed and wildlybreathing.

              You turned your eyes up to Stu, whoran out of the pantry. “Hell yeah! That’s my fucking baby! Oh my god I love youso fucking much.” He picked you up, grabbing you up into his arms and carryingyou out, then slinging you over his shoulder, giggling as he ran to the getawayride, shoving you in the backseat and crawling in with you. “Billy, you shouldhave seen Y/N! That was so fucking amazing, you did such a good job.” He kissedall over your face once he took off his mask, the car speeding off.

               The wayhome, you continued to tease him, running your fingers over his knee and goingup more and more until you were palming him through his pants, his heavybreathing in your ear as you whispered nasty things to him through thedarkness, other hand in his hair. Billy stopped the car, and winked at the bothof you on your way out, you holding Stu’s hand as you hurried inside.

               “Oh you’regonna get it now, babe!” He said as soon as the door closed, chasing after youas you ran around the house and up the stairs. He caught you just before youcould run into the bathroom to lock yourself in. He grabbed you up by yourwaist, both of you laughing as he slung you over his shoulder and carried youback to your room, shoving you into the bed and attacking your neck with kisses.“You should have known better than to say such nasty things to me while I’m incostume.” He said, dragging his long tongue up your neck now only to plant akiss on your lips. “Maybe you deserved it!” You giggled, as you raised up thecostume he wore, taking off his shirt with it to reveal his slim torso. Youcould nearly see his ribs.

               “You wereso hot tonight, hun.” He mumbled as he removed your costume and shirt as well,palming your breasts in his hands. “So were you.” You replied cheerily andpulled down his pants with your toes, seeing his very obvious hard on throughhis boxers. He mumbled something back that you couldn’t make out, and then heremoved the rest of your clothes, leaning back to admire your beauty. “Fuck…. Ijust fucking love you so much. You’re so amazing.” Stu reminded you as heremoved the rest of his clothes, leaving him naked as well. He climbed on topof you again, “You’re really gonna get it for earlier, babe” He said, and youcould feel the embarrassment curl in your stomach as he slowly pushed his wholelength into your entrance.

               You letout a loud moan as he did so, your bloodstained hands pressing into his backwhile his promptly held onto your sides. He let himself slide in and out ofyou, his body shuddering in amazement as he made soft love noises. You coveredyour face with your hands, legs shaking from being thrusted into. “Stu! Oh my god,Stu!” You clenched your fists as he hit a certain spot in your body that droveyou completely wild. He continued to pound into you as you hit multiple orgasms,the bed under you creaking. His hands fell against your neck, moving from theirspot on your hips and now choking you. Your vision went spotty, and your facered. He felt his throbbing member come to an amazing feeling, pumping faster ashe leaned into your shoulder, moaning out your name, “H-Holy shit, Y/N.” His voiceshook and his hips bucked into your ass once more, biting at your neck. Hemoved his hands under you squeezing your ass cheeks between two palms. “I’mgonna fuckin cum-“ He whimpered, letting his juices splurt into you with anamazing, warm sensation pushing past your walls as you both fell flat on thebed.

               “Thatwas amazing.” You both said in unison, you turned on your side, curled up intohim and pressed a long kiss to his lips as you both fought for breath, finallyletting go as you both giggled and snuggled until you fell asleep. God, you lovedhim to death.

[loseractivities]

LMAOOO

Movie nights be like-

Billy: I love you

Stu: I love you too

*silence*

Stu: We love you too, Randy

Randy, dry: Thanks, I was feeling left out

Billy, whispering to Stu: I don't love him

Stu: I don't either, don't worry babe

Randy, frowning: