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dilfl0v3rss · 9 months

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clean up

the house was a mess and if there was one thing you hated to come home, to it was a damn mess. “billy! bring your ass down here now!” you yelled, anger bubbling in your stomach as you looked at the loud tv and open chip bags all over the living room. “hold on baby, m’busy!” your boyfriend yelled from your room. your hand tightened around the doorknob, slamming the door shut as you waited for your man to descend the stairs. “cmon princess what’d i say about slamming doors in here?” billy said as he made his way to you.

“and what did i say about leaving this house looking like this?” you spit, your hands waving around the house for him to look at the mess everywhere. billy looked down at you, a sorry expression on his face as he leaned down to give you a quick kiss on the cheek. “my bad” was all he said. your anger only increased at his lack of remorse. you quickly shoved passed him, snatching the chip bags off the table and floor before stomping your way to the garbage. “sick of living like this” you mumbled, thinking he didn’t hear you, but he did.

“whatdya mean baby, s’just a little mess” you quickly made your way back to him, poking at his chest as you raised your voice in his face. “like THIS! cleaning after your crazy, bum ass! i let you hide out over here b’cause i loved you and didn’t want you t’get locked up and this is what i get billy? furreal bro?” your words went in one ear and out the other as your no good boyfriend just answered what he wanted to answer. “loved? whatdya mean ‘loved’? you don’t love me no more? and who’s your ‘bro’ cause when i’m balls deep inside of you all i hear is ‘daddy’ and ‘papa’. lower your voice when y’talk t’me and stop slamming the damn door!” he yelled back.

your body moved before your mind, letting your hand fly before it connected with his cheek. instant regret filled your system, an apology on your tongue as you watched billy’s face go from an angry snarl to a scary smirk. “i-i didn’t mean t’do that…m’sor-” your sentence was cut off by billy’s long finger in your face. “i don’t wanna hear it….go upstairs and take those clothes off f’me”

within minutes you were face down into the sheets, billy’s long dick hitting so deep inside of you that you’ve had to have broken about three nails from how tight you were gripping the sheets. “what’s my name baby?” he groaned, his hands flat on your back as he pushed your arch into the sheets. you whined into the fabric, walls clenching tight around him as you tried to hold your release like he previously said. billy rolled his eyes at your lack of reply, giving you a particularly deep thrust to your cervix to get you to obey. “you fuckin heard me princess m’not gonna ask you again”

a loud whine dropped from your lips into the sheets, your spit and tears already soaking the material as you lifted your head to speak. “d-daddy” you moaned, making a smirk appear on billy’s face as he removed a hand from your back. he moved it to your hair, yanking your head back as far as you could go before leaning down to your ear to speak. “nuh uh uh, s’not what you said downstairs pretty girl. thought i was crazy and a bum, what happened to that?” his words went straight to your pussy, your release becoming the hardest thing in the world to keep away as you felt his dick travel deeper and deeper inside of you. “i was j-jus talkin papa…d-didn’t mean itttt fuck i can’t hold it!”

your screams told billy you were going to cum, making him slow his thrusts almost to a stop as he brought his hand from your hair to your neck, squeezing tightly as he listened to your choked sobs. “you’re always ‘jus talkin’ and it always gets you endin up like this.” he thrusted into you deeply with his last word, enjoying the raspy scream you let out as he began to grind his hips into you. “y’want daddy t’leave, s’that what you want?” an instant “nooo” flew from your lips, as well as many apologies as billy chuckled behind you. “m’jus playin honey. papa would never leave his princess all alone s’long as she fixes her attitude. can you do that f’me?”

he loosened his grip on your neck so you can speak clearly, his pace picking back up as he watched your body move up the bed from his hard thrusts. “i-i can do that papa….gonna fix my attitude f’you” a soft smile made its way to billy’s lips at your reply, his release approaching him as he quickly let go of your neck and sat up behind you. “good girl, go ahead and cum f’me kay?”

billy was able to fuck three more orgasms out of before you were passed out on the sheets, your light snores bringing a warm feeling to his heart as he threw on some sweatpants. he quietly tucked you into bed before leaving the room, making his way back downstairs to clean the rest of his mess from today.

#billy loomis x black reader #billy loomis x black!reader #billy loomis x black y/n #billy loomis smut #billy x black reader #billy x black!reader #billy x black y/n #billy smut #ghostface x black reader #ghostface x black!reader #ghostface x black y/n #ghostface smut

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funnyexel · 1 month

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Short Stories

A little cuddle session (Gender/Sexuality Friendly)

Potential Yandere x Abused Fem!Reader

Quiet Tsundere x Reader

Yandere Villian x Identified Female Reader

I’ve Missed You Beloved (Jack Sparrow x Gender Neutral Reader)

Newt Scamander x Black Female Reader (Oneshot)

Afraid of My Words (Request : Billy Loomis x Black Female Reader)

Give Yourself To Me (August Walker x Black Female Reader)

Second Chance (Gally x Black Female Reader)

Lets Play a Game (Albert Shaw x Black Female Reader)

A Routine (Brahms x Black Female Reader)

Yandere Blurbs

he's obsessed (yandere blurb)

loves you. hates them. (yandere blurb)

a thrill ride of obsession (yandere blurb)

its the stalker (yandere blurb)

missing items (yandere blurb)

what if your stalker loses the remaining piece of human decency he has left (yandere blurb)

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apocalypse-shuffle · 5 months

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“Birthdays” w/ STU•M & BILLY• L | GHOSTFACE(s)

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“You know, as I get older I understand more and more why so many adults just don’t celebrate their birthday. Like so much bad shit happens around my birthday once it comes around I’m just not…excited anymore.”

There’s a weighted breath of silence after that from the guys. Being literally on top of Billy - only one of your legs laid over Stu’s torso - you can feel the big exhale he lets out and when you look up at him the expression on his face is oddly tender.

His sure hands - resting over the dark skin of your naked hips - squeeze in something like reassurance—

—“Lame,” Stu cuts in from where he’s settled along Billy’s side.

Like being tugged by a string you and Billy simultaneously cut a look in the other’s direction. Except Billy looks like he’s seconds away from cuffing Stu in the head and you’re caught somewhere between being insulted and curious.

Forcing Billy’s free hand from where he was rearing it back, and pressing his arm back to his side, you turn to raise a brow in Stu’s direction.

“Why’s that?”

Sharply Stu sticks his tongue out at Billy before averting his attention to you, his expression softening.

Laying sideways on the bed he props his head up so he can look at you better from your slightly elevated position.

“I just think it’s a little stupid is all; defining the success of your birthday by other people’s standards and then dropping the whole idea when it doesn’t work out.”

He makes a sound that’s somewhere between a scoff and a snort, nose scrunching cutely, and you know that if he wasn’t actually making you think right now you’d’ve leant over to press a kiss to the tip.

“Like,” Stu continues, “you let somebody else who doesn’t even know you plan your birthday. Of course it’s gonna suck.”

You find yourself nodding along and underneath you Billy finally relaxes. You can still feel the way he rolls his eyes though and know what’s coming before he’s even inhaled.

“Wow Stu, didn’t know you had it in you to rub that many brain cells together.”

This time when one of you rears back a hand to dole out a cuff it lands.

Billy recoils from you with an over exaggerated “Ow!” The laughter in his voice doesn’t dissipate though, nor does he seriously dislodge you from your allotted position.

“It was a joke! I was joking!”

You talk over his verbal flailing with an exasperated huff. “Stop being such a dick.”

Beside you two, Stu giggles, nonplussed, and cuddles in closer.

“Yeah, you dick,” he tacks on, arm wrapping around your waist to give him better leverage to press his lips to yours.

Neither of you pay attention to the way Billy snipes back at you both, but when he’s finally finished bitching neither you nor Stu reject his advances either.

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NOTES: I'm growing close to aging yet another year and am having feelings, so here.

Hope you enjoyed!

btw: This shit is short but you can still leave a comment if you want. Idk.

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2braincellslz · 1 year

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Billy Loomis: tell him where he can stick her grapes.

Billy lenz: UP HER PU-

Billy loomis: BILLY!

#billy lenz and billy Loomis #billy loomis x male reader #billy loomis #billy lenz x y/n #billy lenz x reader #billy lenz meme #billy lenz incorrect quotes #incorrect slashers quotes #slasher incorrect quotes #slashers pov #slashers #slasher #billy loomis memes #billy loomis imagine #scream 6 #scream movie #gays on the fyp #black christmas

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yoongis-black-grilfriend · 2 years

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Tragedy

Summary: You're getting ready for bed and are met with the surprise of two ghost faces in your room.

Warnings; Pentravtive sex, Oral (male) recieving, Fingering, Threesome?, CNC (kinda), Ghostface!Stu and Ghostface!Billy, Knife Play, Choking, Degradation, Picture Taking, noncon, dead dove, murder, DEATH, READER DEATH. This overall thing is just disrespectful so beware lmao.

Getting your skincare together you put a series of serums and creams on your face and you move on to your body with moisturizing yourself with white peach lotion finishing it off with your matching white peach perfume with a spray to your neck and wrist. You grab your pink robe and put it on making sure you tie it before going into your room.

As soon as you look into your room you gasp loudly when you are met with two people with ghostface masks before one of them comes up to you wrapping their palm on your mouth. “Make sure you stay quiet or all of this will be over in an instant” He said with an excited tone as you nodded looking in the eyes of the mask trying to see if you could recognize these men.

The man that has his hand on your mouth walks you to your bed and throws you on it causing one of your boobs to become exposed. You quickly try to cover it before the other man that was sitting on your bed slaps your hand. “Don’t try to cover up sweetheart”

His voice is deeper than his friends. His fingers are rough as he trails his index and middle finger on your thigh goosebumps arise in the wake of him trailing his fingers on your soft skin. Your breath gets harder when he moves his fingers towards the inside of your thigh. When he tries to move his fingers on your unclothed pussy you try to squeeze your legs together so he wouldn't have access to go further.

The other ghostface sees this and walks over to you slamming your legs open. You're exposed to two men that you are sure you haven't seen a day in your life. The one with the deeper voice circles his fingers on your clit before he pushes two fingers into your acing pussy causing you to tilt your head back with a moan.

“Fuck!” you exclaimed you didn't want to enjoy this but it felt so good his fingers were stretching you out in the most delicious way. “I knew you would enjoy this you fucking whore” the man said moving his fingers at a more rapid pace. “Yeah man, she really looks like she’s enjoying this,” the other one says with a laugh.

“I’m going to cum” you shout. The speed of his cold fingers get faster until you come undone with nothing but stars in your eyes. “We’re just getting started princess” you hear while someone unbuckles their pants. “Open your mouth slut” you obey opening your mouth. The goofy one (lmao) takes his cock out of his jeans and pushes it past your lips hissing at your tongue meeting his tip.

He wastes no time moving his hips at a fast pace. You choke around his cock when Mr.Serious cock inches inside of you slowly your eyes start to water tears are sliding down your cheeks. All you can see through your blurry vision was them, all you could see was them on top of you taking anything that they wanted in their black and white masks.

“I’m surprised by how tight you are, whores like you don’t deserve to have a good pussy like this” the man that was pounding into said through gritted teeth not holding himself back at all. The other man that was fucking your face shove your head all the way to his pelvic and held your head still while he useed you troat to get himself off letting a strings of “Fuck yeah” and “Oh my fuck” fall through his lips.

Suddenly a knife made an appearance on your skin and it was slowly reaching your stomach as you felt the heat on the bottom of your abdomen appear for the second time of the night. You see him on top of you moving the knife while he cock was hitting your cervix. Your head falls back and your back arches as you feel yourself start to shake from the orgasm that you are experiencing.

Soon after you get hit with cum in your mouth and cum feeling up your stomach at the same time as the men above you ride out their highs while groaning while the knife is still trailing on the bottom of your stomach. “I want you to beg for your life you useless whore” the man that was still inside you said with a strong wrath of anger in his tone.

Your heart started to beat faster and you were getting more terrified by the second. “Please let me go, I have already given you guys all you wanted!” You said pleading for your life, but your pleas fell on death ears.

“You haven’t given us all we wanted yet and princess” your head moves back and forth to both of them in confusion . “Exactly, do you know what we really want?” You shook your head because no answer came to mind.

“Your life” the man still inside of you said, plunging the knife he had trailing on your stomach into your abdomen immediately taking your breath away as your vision was getting darker and darker with the agonizing pain of your life being taken away.

The last thing you heard before you were welcomed by darkness was the click of a camera and two dark laughs that would haunt you in your afterlife.

A/n this one is lowkey scary but let me know if you like it 🤭

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slasher-male-wife · 2 years

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Can we get a part 2 of a slashers with an s/o who gets flustered when they kiss? Pleaase and thnak you

Of course you can sweet anon. I loved writing that and I love these men. I still get so stupid when reading these fics and seeing my fictional boyfriends. I love this idea and I'll gladly write more of it for you :) Side note I kept thinking about chop top talking about stretch being red faced and I just can’t handle that.

Includes: Brahms Heelshire, Billy Lenz, Billy Loomis and Lester Sinclair

Warnings: Strong language but nothing else

Brahms Heelshire

When you first kiss his mask lips he’ll wonder why you get so red in the face and giggly. “Do you like me that much Y/N?”

It’s good he knows you get this way because you like him so much and not because you’re making fun of him.

When you have a real kiss you’ll finally see that Brahms is kinda laughing at how giggly and flustered you get. He is really flattered that you get this stupid over a simple little kiss.

Billy Lenz

He won’t get why your blushing or laughing but he’ll go along with it. He’ll giggle too and act as stupid as you. You’ll have to explain to him that you’re acting this way because you find him really hot. He’ll go into a deep thought for a good five minutes processing this.

He’ll tease you a little about it, he might like poke at your stomach in a playful little way. “Pretty piggy really likes Billy! Pretty piggy loves Billy!”

He might forget that you get all giggly and blushy after you kiss so he’ll ask you about why you get like that then remember why.

Billy Loomis

Oh he’s gonna tease you so hard about it. He won’t let you hear the end of it and if that makes you get even more giggly and blushy he’ll start to laugh too.

He loves showing you off to everyone and being a possesive little shit so if he gets the vibe someone else is trying to get with you he’ll let them know to back off by giving you a kiss.

If you pretend to be mad at him and he can see through your bull shit he’ll give you a little kiss if you let him and smile as he watches that act drop and he sees you go back to being super flustered and stupid.

Lester Sinclair

He low key gets the same way the first couple of times you two kiss. He’s never had a partner before so you’ll probably be his first kiss. But he’ll understand your reaction and you two can sit there laughing softly and going red in the face.

He’ll avoid kissing you in front of his brothers for your own sake. Mostly so they don’t make comments about it also so you don’t embarass yourself.

He’ll be a little surprised you still get this way about him later into the relationship but he won’t mind, it just means you still love him a lot.

#brahms heelshire #brahms x reader #brahms my beloved #brahms fluff #billy lenz #billy lenz x you #billy lenz x reader #billy lenz x y/n #billy loomis #billy loomis x you #billy loomis x y/n #lester sinclair #lester sinclair x reader #lester sinclair x you #lester sinclair x y/n #house of wax #black christmas #scream

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mythicalcowboyatheart · 1 year

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Charters I write for

Master list Wattpad. About me

Gotham

Edward Nygma

Jerome Valeska

Jeremiah Valeska

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Demon dean

American horror story

Tate Langdon

Kit walker

Lanna winters

Jimmy darling

James Patrick March

Kai Anderson

Marvel

Bucky

Nat

Loki

Yelena

Tasm!Peter Parker

Stranger things

Robin Buckley

Eddie Munson

001/Peter/Henry

Jackass

Johnny Knoxville

Scream

Billy Loomis

Stu macher

Ethan Landry

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

Heathers

Jason Dean/ JD

Veronica Sawyer

Pump up the volume

Mark Hunter/ happy harry hardon

Nora

Kuffs

George Kuffs

Hemlock grove

Roman Godfrey

Gleaming the cube

Brian Kelly

Criminal minds

Spencer Ried

Peacemaker

Adrian Chase\ Vigilante

Bands

Spencer Charnas (ice nine kills)

Andy Biersack (black Veil Brides)

Gerard Way (my chemical romance)

Frank iero (my chemical romance)

The fabulous killjoys:

Party Poison

Fun Ghoul

Kobra kid

Texas chainsaw massacre

Johnny Slaughter

Re-animator

Herbert West

Wonka

Willy Wonka

Terrifier

Art the clown

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nyxnygma · 2 years

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OLD Masterlist

NEW MASTERLIST

Request Info

ꕤfluff 𐀔smut ☹︎angst

Marauders

Remus Lupin:

CAUTION: Protective Big Brother ꕤ

New Lab Partner𐀔?ꕤ

A Long Nightꕤ

James Potter:

Mary MacDonald:

Sirius Black:

Lily Evans:

Poly!Marauders:

Freakꕤ

Bracesꕤ☹︎

Gotham

Ed Nygma/The Riddler:

How you Ended Up with Ed Nygmaꕤ☹︎

Riddles and Threats PART 1𐀔

Oswald Cobblepot/The Penguin:

How you Started Dating Oswaldꕤ

Victor Zsasz:

Dating Zsasz ꕤ

Bruce Wayne:

Ivy Pepper:

The Lost Boys

Poly!lostboys:

Red ꕤ

You Gonna Take Your Pants Off..? 𐀔

Horror Movie Night ꕤ

Dwayne:

Paul:

You Gonna Take Your Pants Off..? 𐀔

Subby Little Secret 𐀔

Marko:

David:

Sam:

Scream

Billy Loomis:

Stu Macher:

Randy Meeks:

Sidney Prescott:

Mindy Martin-Meeks:

Ghostface:

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid:

Penelope Garcia:

Supernatural

Sam Winchester:

Castiel:

Gabirel:

The Mighty Boosh

Vince Noir:

KISS

Poly!:

Eric Carr:

Ace Frehley:

Paul Stanley:

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phefics · 6 months

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An idea: poly!ghostface- the boys are out about to go after a victim when they find they’re missing something/something broken (the phone isn’t working or their voice changer doesn’t have batteries whatever you want is totally cool!)

They realize- afab!reader the needy little whore did it on purpose so they’d have to come home to her and give her attention like they don’t give her attention 99% of the time.

Which of course they do and they are very very grumpy angy bois. All like “oh you missed us you wanted our attention you know you’d get it when we came home but you had to ruin our game and now we gotta take our energy and anger out somehow”

Followed by some smutty degradation, spanking/punishment, good ole fashion filth lol

Side note i think you have one of the easiest to understand request rules idk some people just make them complicated but yours is great!

needy little whore

ship: billy loomis x fem!reader x stu macher summary: exactly what the ask above says!! :) warnings: degradtion, spanking, a bit of knifeplay, rough/unprotected sex, face-fucking word count: 1.3k

You knew that you were asking for trouble, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

It wasn’t that Billy and Stu weren’t giving you enough attention. In fact, to the average person, they would be considered abnormally clingy. It didn’t bother you, though, because you were the same way.

You would have survived one night without them, but you were feeling mischievous that night. You wanted to piss them off so that they’d take it out on you, because angry sex with Billy and Stu was a whole new level of adrenaline.

So, you stole the batteries out of their voice changer, and then hid all the other batteries in the house. You weren’t stupid: You knew the reason they wouldn’t be hanging at Stu’s tonight, and you didn’t mind that as much as you minded their attention being elsewhere.

Since Stu’s family was rarely home, you would often hang out there even when Stu wasn’t around. He didn’t care, and had even given you a spare key.

You watched the two boys head out the door, black backpacks surely stuffed with everything they’d need to carry out a brutal crime.

You popped in a VHS of Nightmare on Elm Street, then made yourself comfortable on the couch, wearing the most revealing pajamas you had. You had seen the way the boys looked at you before they left, and smirked to yourself.

You only made it about twenty minutes into the movie before you heard a car pull into the driveway outside. Anticipation built inside you, but you stayed put, looking innocent as ever as Billy and Stu burst through the front door, both looking absolutely pissed.

“What did you do?” Billy demanded.

You looked up at him with your sweetest expression. “What do you mean?”

“Don’t play stupid, Y/N,” Stu said. “You’re fuckin’ lucky we tested the thing first.”

“You trying to get us caught?” Billy asked, grabbing your wrist and pulling you up from the couch. “You know we can’t fuck you if we’re in jail, right? Is that what you want?”

You shook your head. “No, of course not—”

“Ruining our game just cause you wanna get fucked, huh?” Stu said, closing in behind you. You were trapped between them now, Billy still holding your wrist as Stu pressed himself against your ass; he was already hard, and you bit back a moan at the realization.

“I just—”

“Couldn’t wait til we got home?” Billy smirked, his voice dripping with mock sympathy. “You would have gotten what you wanted later, but the needy whole just couldn’t wait.”

Stu gripped your hips from behind, breathing against your ear. “Well, we gotta get our energy out somehow. But now it’s all gonna be focused on you, baby. We’re gonna fuckin’ destroy you.”

You whimpered as they manhandled you back onto the couch, the film still playing in the background.

“Look at these slutty clothes,” Billy practically purred. “Barely covering anything…”

Stu pulled a knife from the bag he’d been carrying, the blade glinting in the light. “Bet you won’t mind if we take ‘em off,” he said, using the sharp blade to cut the strap of your top, then doing the same to the other side.

You opened your mouth to protest, but Billy stroked your hair and whispered, “We’ll buy you somethin’ even prettier, m’kay?”

Before you could offer a response, he shoved his fingers into your mouth, and you sucked on them reflexively, making him chuckle.

“Such a fucking slut,” he said.

Stu pulled the remnants of your tattered clothes off, leaving you naked as Billy pulled his hand back, admiring the strings of spit on his fingers before licking it off. He and Stu were completely fucking depraved, and it turned you on more than you could handle.

You were quickly pushed onto all fours on the couch, and you could barely contain your excitement at the idea of them fucking you. But that was wishful thinking. Instead, a hand came down on your ass with a hard slap! making you yelp.

You turned your head to see that it was Stu who had hit you, and you pouted at him.

“Oh, don’t give me that pathetic face,” he said. “You thought we were just gonna give you what you wanted after that? Not a chance, baby. We gotta punish you first.”

He laughed as you whined in response, clearly enjoying your frustration.

They took turns spanking you, slapping your ass without mercy.

“Count them,” Billy had ordered.

Each number left your mouth between pained groans and squeaks, stuttering over nine and eleven and thirteen, but when they hit twenty, they stopped, apparently satisfied with your teary face and marked-up ass.

“Think we should give the whore what she wants?” Stu asked.

Billy hummed, considering it. “I doubt she learned her lesson, but I wanna fuck her too bad to care right now.”

“Agreed,” Stu said, and you stayed on your knees as the two of them stripped out of their clothes hurriedly, bickering about who was going to take what place.

“You always get to fuck her, let me—”

“Her mouth is just as good—”

“Do I get a say in this?” you asked.

“No,” the boys replied, grinning at their synchronized speech.

You couldn’t help but giggle as you watched them play a rigorous game of rock-paper-scissors for who got to fuck you, and your laugh only grew when Stu won, and Billy flipped him off.

Some nights they would take turns, but after the spanking that they’d given you, they were gracious enough to not push your limits too far.

You were already wet, but Stu took some time playing with your pussy, fingers fumbling through your folds to rub at your clit, and you bucked your hips uselessly, moaning at his touch.

Billy walked to the other end of the couch, grabbing you by your hair and smirking down at you. “You gonna let me fuck your throat, slut?” he asked.

You nodded, opening your mouth for him without needing to be asked. He chuckled at your obedience, and wasted no time in pushing his cock between your lips.

As he did so, Stu was lining himself up with your entrance, his grip impossibly tight on your hips and he entered you, slow at first, before immediately picking up the pace, snapping his hips rhythmically. Every time he thrust forward, it made Billy’s dick go further into your mouth, and the sounds of their moaning filled your ears as they used you like the needy whore you were.

Your eyes teared as you focused on breathing through your nose amidst the pleasure of Stu’s cock inside you. Before you met them, you could never cum from penetration, but both Billy and Stu had a way of fucking you so good, rough just like you wanted, that it had become more common for you to orgasm from it.

“So fuckin’ hot,” Billy murmured, almost to himself. “Perfect fuckin’ mouth.”

“Such a slut,” Stu added. “Taking us both at once. Gettin’ off on it, too.”

You whined at their words, floating from the mixture of praise and degradation.

Stu came first, and Billy followed shortly after, and the three of you collapsed onto the couch together, sweaty and tired.

Stu leaned over to you and kissed you, his tongue slipping into your mouth. You had a suspicion it was partly so that he could taste Billy’s cum, but you kissed him back anyway.

“Get a room,” Billy joked, making Stu giggle.

Nightmare on Elm Street was almost over, and you were sticky and exhausted.

“You wanna get cleaned up, baby?” Stu asked.

You nodded, and before you could say anything, he was carefully leading you to the bathroom, his arms supporting the majority of your weight.

Billy went upstairs to grab you some clothes to borrow—a pair of his pajama pants, and one of Stu’s t-shirts. It was all too big on you, but it was comfortable and smelt like them.

You fell asleep to the sound of Billy and Stu planning another night to carry out the plan that you’d ruined. Maybe next time you’d take the burner phones off their chargers.

#poly!ghostface #billy x reader x stu #stuilly #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #ghostface x reader #billy x stu x reader #poly!ghostface x reader #slasher smut #slasher fic #ophelia's fics

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grimoireofhayley · 9 months

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Of Friends and Horror

Stu Macher x Fem!Reader x Billy Loomis

WARNINGS: Graphic content, eventual Smut (MINORS DNI), Language, Talks of SA, Cheating, Obsessiveness, Gore, 18+ Content, Stalking, Possessiveness, Dirty talk

Word Count: 1.3k

Tag List: @ev3ningrain @nerdytif @fanfic-enjoyer123

All chapter links! 👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻

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Chapter 4

“Hold on a minute, Sid..” Billy tossed his sweater to the side, removing it from his lap, standing up.

“Why were you at her house?” Sidney fumed, stomping her feet. “Usually, I wouldn’t have a problem with it, but you lied to me, Billy. Why couldn’t you have just been honest from the get-go?” She tapped her sneaker-covered foot off the ground, waiting for an answer from her boyfriend.

“I--I don’t know, I mean, I figured you’d react like this if I did tell you…” He expressed.

You ‘tsk’d’, standing up. “Sid, it isn’t a big deal, he was coming to me for advic--” You began, but was quickly shh’d by your not-so-close friend, Sidney.

“You.. You have no room to talk.” She screeched, her cheeks flaring, as she began to dig out of her bag, taking out a red leather journal, labeled, ‘(Y/n) <3’ with a black heart stitched into the cover. “You were seeing Steve behind Brooke’s back, you slept with him on her birthday of all days.. And you kept going back for more! How do I know you and Billy weren’t doing the same?”

Your eyes widened, ‘Of course… That’s how she knew about you ‘dating’ Steve.’

“It’s.. It’s not like that with Billy!” You yelled, tears threatening to spill and Sidney whipped your journal at your chest before it fell to the ground with a thud.

“Of course it isn’t.. Why would he want someone like you, anyways?” She snarled.

You ignored her harsh words, but you couldn’t help but agree with her, why would he want someone like you anyways?

“Wh-Where did you even get this?” You stuttered, hurt engulfing your voice. “Why would you even read it?” You sniffled. “This shit is personal…” At this rate, tears were streaming down your face, you were a hot-agitated mess.

“You left it in English, you’re lucky I was the one who found it and not Brooke..” She groaned, narrowing her brows, “I wasn’t planning on reading it, but I was curious… It’s a good thing I did though…” She snipped, folding her arms over one another, “You’re such a whore, you know that?” Venom laced her words, you can tell she was holding that in for a while.

“C’mon, Sidney, don’t be like that.” Stu spoke, trying to break the catfight, though he was secretly enjoying it. He placed a hand on Tatum’s shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze, hinting for her to get up in there, hoping that some sick-and-twisted porno would break out; having you be the main girl he’d watch.

Something about you being all flustered and crying had his head elsewhere, he couldn’t help but think how your pretty-little face would look in all sorts of positions. Whether it be your face pressed into a pillow, or his hand wrapped around your neck, limiting your oxygen. How you’d most likely cry and scream because everything felt so good, how dumbified you’d be after he was finished with you.

You’d be a sopping-sputtering mess.

Stu quickly placed his hand on his crotch, feeling his jeans tightening around his bulge.

“Fuck…” He mumbled, hoping no one heard as he slyly adjusted himself so no one saw his erection.

“This is my cue to leave…” Randy laughed awkwardly, looking at the fight that’s breaking out in front of him, this caused Stu to fixate his thoughts on something else.

Stu looked at Randy as his classmate started to head towards the school. Stu prayed that his buddy didn’t see the position that he was in.

“Mine, too…” Tatum mumbled, gripping onto Stu’s arm, “Let’s go, Babe…”

Stu nodded, “Uh, yeah, yeah, let’s go.”

You angrily waved bye to your three friends, knowing very well that your argument was making them uncomfortable.

You looked at Sidney, your personality switching from crybaby to angry.

Billy glanced at the two of you, watching the scene unfold, he didn’t like how Sidney was treating you; he hated it per say, but he couldn’t do much about it, not yet at least…

“If you cared to even read it all since you already started, it would’ve said that Billy came over for advice, to see why you wouldn’t touch him, Sidney, he loves you and he came to his closest friend asking for help with what to do.” You heaved, “But no, you read the worst pages I’ve written about myself. Why start snooping if you weren’t going to finish it at all?” You spat, bending over to pick up your journal. “I regret what I did behind Brooke’s back, this is something I have to deal with for the rest of my life, and you know what? I can live with that.” Sidney grimaced at the tone of your voice, “If anyone’s a whore, though, look at what your mother did.” Her eyes widened at the sudden insult, “She had her legs open for every married man in town, and look where it got her…” You started to breathe heavily, “It got her killed.” You snickered, wiping your eyes, freeing them from any tears. You were pleased with what you said, “I am a saint compared to what she did.” You hugged your journal close, “Maybe if you weren’t such a prude, he wouldn’t be sneaking into another girls’ window!”

“You..You, bitch!” Sidney screamed, tears running down her own face. She went to slap you, but Billy caught her wrist. He didn’t say anything, but nodded at you.

Sidney whined, clenching her fist, ripping her arm away from Billy, and stormed off, not looking back.

Billy walked towards you, leaning into your ear, “Was that necessary?” He chortled, taking light in the situation.

The deepness of his voice sent shivers down your spine and coated your arms in goosebumps. Your breath hitched as you gulped down the ball that seemed to form in your throat. The hair on your arms stood as he slowly trailed his index finger up and down your arm, his touch was warm, but oddly cold, he enjoyed seeing you tremble at the slightest touch he’d give. Of course he knew about your ‘little’ crush on him, Sidney wasn’t the only one who read that journal, but him, too. Though, she didn’t read as far as he did. Thankfully because that would’ve ruined the plan.

He knew about Steve as well, why do you think he had killed him? He killed him for you, but do you need to know it, right away? No, definitely not. That’s set for a later date. He and Stu also killed Casey for you, they didn’t like how she was treating you during school, they had to end it together. However, neither of them knew that the other had feelings for you at the same time, that their motivation to end their late classmates' lives was because of you.

As far as they both know, they killed Casey for tormenting you, but also because Stu held a grudge against her. They killed Steve because he was taking advantage of you, but was also a bystander. He was able to fuck you senseless during the late hours of the night, but didn’t have the balls to step in when his girlfriend was being a douche? That didn’t sit well with either of them, plus, they were jealous Steve had you first.

He looked over your face, loving how sun-kissed your skin was. His breath lingered on the slope of your neck as he twirled a strand of your (H/c) hair.

It earned him a slight whimper from you, quickly making you blush.

“I’ll see you in class, okay?” He smiled, his pearly whites glinting. He enjoyed seeing you like this, he might just pay you a visit tonight.

You bit your lip, nodding. “Uh-huh…”

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Halloweekend | M.S.

summary: Matt and reader have matching costumes which gains the question of could you two be more than friends?

cw: little bit of fluff, y/n used, not proofread </3

wc: 1469

pairing: matt x fem!reader

Halloweekend was potentially your most anticipated weekend of this year. Why, you ask? Well because you were doing matching costumes with your friend Matt. Now why was a friendly Halloween costume so important to you? Well that’s because you had a not very secret crush on that friend. You had known Matt for years now and were well acquainted with the fanbase as well. You and Matt had decided to dress from his favorite show, Gravity Falls. Since Dipper was Matt’s favorite character he was going as him and you decided to do a human version of Bill Cypher. You were sitting on Matt’s floor, all of your makeup strewn about in front of a little mirror. You had already slicked your hair back, some fly aways resting down so that your hair looked a little disheveled. You had a smokey eye with some golden shimmers on your eyelids, your lips were painted black and you had made a little brick design as contour. You were nearly ready and just waiting for Matt to finish his shower. As you hummed along to the Halloween music you put on you noticed the shower faucet sound had stopped. You turned your head to see Matt walk out in most of his costume. His white shirt hugged his torso, just barely being off of the rim of his cargo shorts. Thankfully you both lived in LA which meant that it wasn’t freezing during Halloween. “Hey.” “Hey” He smiled down at you, pushing his wet hair away from his face. “Have a good shower?” Matt nodded, moving to his bed where his blue vest sat with his little blue hat. “Your makeup looks good.” You smiled, “Thanks Matt.” “Yeah of course.” The two of you stared at each other for a minute, your eyes never leaving his. You opened your mouth to say something, to say anything, but you closed your mouth again. You didn’t know what you wanted to say, maybe you should tell him how you felt. Anytime you were with him he treated you so gently, it made your heart flutter at any word.

Suddenly a hard knock came onto Matt’s door, Chris’s voice ringing from the other side. “Are y’all almost ready? We’re ready and people are going to start showing up soon.” You giggled at Matt, who jumped at the sudden knocking. He glared over at you before pulling the vest on himself. “Yeah yeah, we’re almost ready, just give us a minute.” You laughed again before standing up, dusting your mini skirt off before buttoning your big yellow tail coat. When you looked up you saw Matt, his hand was on the door knob but his eyes were glued to you. He blinked a few times before noticing you saw him. “Sorry uh, you just look amazing.” Your cheeks warmed and you tucked some of your gelled hair behind your ear. “Thanks Matt, you look cute.” You must have been seeing things because for a moment it looked like Matt blushed. But how could that be? He’s just your friend, nothing more. Matt was quick to open the door, his hat in his hand. He held it open for you to walk through which prompted you to jog your way to the door, smiling at Matt as you walked through the door and to where Chris stood. Chris looked you up and down before nodding. “Nice costume.” You smiled, doing a little pose. “Thanks Chris. I like your costume too.” Chris was dressed as Billy Loomis with Nick matching him as Stu. Matt soon joined the two of you in the hall, his hand grazing your lower back as he stood next to you. Your body tensed at his contact before you melted into his touch, leaning against him before remembering Chris was there. You stood up and smiled between the two, “Well I’m gonna go see everyone.” Matt nodded. “Ok, sounds good.” Chris nodded before giving Matt a look and walking away.

When you walked into the kitchen you saw Madi sitting at the island scrolling on her phone. You moved to sit by her and smiled when she looked up. She met you with the same smile before turning off her phone. “You look cute.” You smiled and shrugged, “Thanks, you do too!” She giggled as Nick walked in. He dramatically gasped as Matt and Chris entered the room as well. He walked over to you and motioned at your outfit. “You look amazing Y/N!!” You gushed, not being able to control your smile at the boy. From the corner of your eye you saw Matt smiling at you as well.

After some small talking between the 5 of you some of your other friends began to arrive. You dabbed up various people and began to party the way most 20 year olds would. Though you weren’t the drinking type, you’d have a few sips of something but nothing to get you hammered. As you mingled with Madi and some of y’alls friends you noticed Matt staring at you more and more. It made your heart flutter knowing that he was looking at you when other people were around. You mingled around the party earning a few confused looks at your costume and many compliments before finding Matt again. He was sitting on the couch looking around before his beautiful blue eyes fell upon you for what felt like the millionth time tonight. You smiled to yourself before walking over to him and sitting down. Without a word you curled yourself next to Matt, resting your head on his chest. You felt him tense under you before relaxing, laying his arm around your shoulder. You smiled and cuddled into your friend before looking up at him. “Enjoying the party?” You spoke to him, loud enough to be heard over the general bustle of people yet still quiet. Almost as if you two were in your own little world on that couch. Matt nodded, “Yeah, it’s better now though.” You felt your cheeks warm at that before sitting up, looking him directly in the face. “That was cheesy as fuck.” You stated, smiling at him with a teasing look in your eye. Matt laughed though it was almost as if it were a flustered laugh, causing him to look away from your face. After the two of you giggled he became oddly serious, grabbing your hand. “Can I talk to you?” He nearly whispered. “Of course, what’s wrong?” You whispered back. “Let’s go to my room..” He stood then, pulling you with him by the hand. He held your hand tight as the two of you walked past all of your friends and to the back hall where his room was. He opened the door for you and you walked in, immediately going to the mirror to make sure your costume was still in one piece. After you were certain you still looked like Bill Cypher you turned to Matt who was fidgeting nervously. You smiled sympathetically before walking over to him and grabbing his hands. “Hey look at me.” His eyes shot up, locking in with yours. “Talk to me Matt.” You whispered to him. Though it didn’t strike you as strange in the moment you were nearly an inch away from Matt’s face. It was an intense stare but the kind that felt so friendly and kind and full of love. Matt smiled for a moment before looking into your eyes, he sighed and looked back down at your hands. “Promise you won’t be mad at me.” Upon his words you furrowed your brows, now worried for what he may say. “I promise Matt, I could never be mad at you. Not really.” You moved to tilt his face up so that he was looking into your eyes once more. “Y/N I like you, like a lot.” You paused, your mind not letting you accept what he just said. “What do you mean..” Matt sighed before dropping your hands and grabbing the sides of your face. Suddenly your lips collided with something soft and warm. You blinked a few times as Matt kissed you, your heart exploding into fireworks. Quickly you began to kiss back, holding onto his hand that cupped your cheek. Your hands moved to his white undershirt, clutching it in your fists as you deepened the kiss.

Finally pulling away you looked at Matt, a smile lingering on your lips. “I like you a lot. I wanted to do this costume with you because I like you. Like more than a friend.” He admitted, looking away a bit. You giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck as his hands snaked to your hips. You pulled him closer to you, kissing him once more. “I like you too Matthew Sturniolo.”

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Masquerade

Summary: Tonight's prom night at Woodsboro high and the theme is masquerade ball.

Pairing: Billy Loomis x fem!reader

Warnings: ⚠️18+ smut⚠️ fingering fem!receiving, dirty talk, exhibitionism, biting, masks, foul language, dubious consent,

You were excited for prom. Sydney was your date because you didn't want her going alone. Her and Billy had broke up just a week before the event. It was a shitty thing to do even for Billy. The theme was Masquerade ball. Your red rhinestone mask matched the dress your friends helped pick out. Tatum gasped the moment she saw the dress hanging in the shop window. She convinced you the over the shoulder red and white ombre dress would look good with your skin tone. Sydney's black and red dress matched yours to a T.

"Well look at you two!" Stu clapped as you and Sydney posed. "Babe take a picture of me and the girls." Tatum handed him the Nikon camera as she ran towards you both. "Say, "we're getting laid tonight!"" You laughed as he snapped a few photos. "I'm getting drunk, not laid." Sydney said finishing off the glass of wine she stole from Stu's fridge. "I guess that means I'll be the designated driver then." You were the only one that hadn't had a single drink yet. "Not tonight you won't." Tatum kissed her boyfriend before finishing his sentence. "Stu got a limo for us. We are about to be the hottest bitches at Woodsboro high."

Stu jumped out once the limo pulled in front of the building. "Ladies." He held out his hand helping each one of you out. "How the mask look?" He asked pointing to his face. The mask was devil themed having little horns sprouting at the top. Tatum's matched his being more feminine in nature. "I think it looks badass." He stuck his tounge out in celebration. "Y/n can you help me tie mine?" Sydney asked holding up the accessory to her face. "Yeah, hold up your hair for me." Tatum started to walk with Stu telling you she'd meet you inside. "That isn't too tight is it?" She shook her head. "No, it's fine. Are you ready?" Sydney asked picking up on your nerves.

"I am if you are. Let's go have fun." You held her hand as you walked in. The gymnasium was filled with students just standing around talking. There was no way you'd find Tatum and Stu before the night was over. "Jesus!" Sydney exclaimed as someone ran into her. "Are you okay?" You grabbed her arm pulling her upright. "I'm trying to be optimistic." She said through gritted teeth. "Let's just get something to drink and sit down for a bit."

"Sydney?" A girl said running up to you both. "It's Judy! From drama class?" Sydney squinted thinking. "Oh my gosh Judy! I could hardly tell who you were with that mask." Sydney looked over at you having no clue who Judy from drama class was. "You should come over to our table. Randy said he's been meaning to talk to you." Your friend looked at you not knowing what to say. "Go ahead I'm going to go to the bathroom. Powder my nose." You joked. Judy and Sydney went off leaving you alone at the table in the corner. It's where you knew you'd end up anyways.

"It's not as fun as the movies said it'd be." The man spoke taking a seat next to you. "No it's not- Billy!" He was enemy number one right now after what he did to Sydney. The audacity to even show up was insane. "I thought these masks were supposed to hide your identity?" His hair was slicked back leaving the mask on full display. "They are but you had to pick the one that made you look like the phantom of the opera." You scoffed playing with the fabric of your dress. "It's kinkier than the cheap little plastic ones they gave out." His hand sat on top of your thigh underneath the table.

"Billy you shouldn't be here at all let alone talking to me. What you did to Syd was cruel." He smiled like you said something funny. "Would you rather me cheat on her?" He spoke dangerously close to your ear. The music was loud forcing the proximity between the two of you. "What do you mean?" You asked becoming paranoid of someone catching you. "I mean I left her for you." You pulled back looking at him in shock. He rolled his neck popping the bones loudly. "For me? In what world would I want to get with you?" He once again scooted closer dragging a finger down your arm.

You swallowed dryly as his lips grazed the shell of your ear. "Don't play dumb now. I've seen the way you look at me." Your eyes darted to the floor knowing you were guilty. "See. I'm right." His voice was intoxicating and if this continued you weren't sure what would happen. "So? That doesn't mean I want to sleep with you." You snapped as his hand slowly dragged the fabric of your dress upwards. "That's true but I'm sure you want me to help take care of the ache between your legs. The one that's got your hips moving ever so slowly trying to get friction, am I right?" You shook your head.

"No." His hand made contact with your bare thigh making you sit up straight. "We can't." You said as your tried to push the dress back down. "Relax. No one is paying attention to us." You looked around trying to find just one pair of wandering eyes. His hand slid between your thighs causing your breath to catch in your throat. "Remind me to thank the prom committee for the tablecloths. It's a nice touch." His fingers trailed softly up and down your underwear driving you crazier than you already were. "You're a prick. Sydney should have dumped your ass." He pinched the sensitive skin on your inner thigh causing you yelp in pain. "Don't be rude." You looked around praying the music drowned you out. "It's unbecoming."

His fingers started to draw circles over your clothed clit. "You don't have to fight me Y/n, I've already won." Billy's arrogance only made you want him more. "Fuck you. You haven't won anything." He raised his eyebrows with surprise. You were always sexier when you were mad. "Oh really?" He whispered. "In that case get up and walk away." You stayed still letting his fingers continue their motion. "Not so strong after all huh?" You tried to control you breathing as he applied more pressure to your cunt. His hand made it's way back to his lap as he adjusted himself in a more comfortable position. "I want you to slide off your panties and hand them to me." You opened your mouth to protest but he spoke once more.

"No questions. Hand them to me and you'll get them back once we're done here." You looked at the masked man making sure he was serious. His eyes were sharp looking at you like a predator would his prey. Slowly not to make much noise you slid the fabric over your thighs being careful not to catch them on your heels. "Atta girl." He said as he put them in his pocket. His hand found it's way back between your thighs. His index finger ghosted over your clit making you tremble with anticipation. "You look beautiful tonight." He spoke looking at the way your chest heaved with every word he said. "Just shut up and help me."

His hand stopped moving. "That was rude. I think it'd be far more embarrassing for you if I taught you manners in front of everyone don't you think?" You weren't sure what that entailed but you didn't want to find out. "Besides I know you love when I talk you through it. I honestly think with a little more time I could probably made you cum with just my words." You squeezed your thighs around his hand silently begging for friction.

"But time is what we don't have." He whispered before pulling away leaving his hand where it was. "Where's Sydney?" Stu asked looking at you with a grin. Billy began swirling his fingers around your clit enjoying watching you squirm under pressure. "Uhm- She went off to talk to Randy." Stu nodded looking at Billy for a second. "So what are you doing over here with her?" Your hips jerked just slightly needing more pressure. "Just checking up on her. Why don't you go check up on your girlfriend?" Billy hinted and Stu looked between the both of you. "I'll see you after awhile Y/n."

The man walked away leaving you and Billy alone once more. "You did very good." He praised as his fingers slipped down towards your entrance. Slowly he pushed two fingers in making your head lull back. A moan fell upon his ears only and the fact you made those noises for him excited him even further. "I know, I know." He whispered as his fingers sped up. "Billy..." You grabbed his wrist squeezing it so hard it was sure to leave a bruise. He removed his fingers making you whine at the loss. "I want you to move your hips like just you were earlier." Billy said as his two fingers rested right over your clit. You were unsure of yourself as you started to move your hips. "That's it." You moaned as you grinded against his hand.

Your muscles tightened as a pressure within you began to build. "Billy.. I-" The words were slurred barley coming out as English. "I know baby. Keep moving those pretty hips of yours." You held his hand in place as your arousal soaked your thighs. "Are you going to cum? You've already made such a mess it'd be a waste if you didn't finish." It sounded like a threat but he had no intention of stopping your beautiful movements. You bit your lip trying to stop the noises he so desperately wanted to hear. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" You cried quietly hiding your head on his shoulder. You bit down needing something to prevent you from screaming. "Shit!" Billy cursed in pain. Your legs shook and your whole body seemed to give out all at once.

Billy held you as you fought to catch your breath. "Y/n?" Sydney asked stumbling upon your frail state. "She's wasted. You shouldn't leave her alone." Billy accused his ex girlfriend of wrong doing. "You're right I shouldn't have. Creeps like you take advantage." You blinked trying to come down from your high. "I'm okay I just need some air." You tried to stand on shaky knees almost collapsing. Billy leaned down whispering once again. "Just wait a second." Sydney eyed her ex with nothing but pure hatred. "Go find Tatum I'll walk her outside." Billy said standing up carefully pulling you up with him. You fixed your dress the best you could. The wrinkles would be obvious if it wasn't so dark.

"How about you go find Tatum and I'll walk her out." Sydney argued to Billy's disappointment. "I saw her go into the bathroom I can't really get her there can I?" He seethed trying his best to keep the peace. "Y/n if he tries anything hit him in the balls." You managed a laugh finally being able to breathe. Sydney took off quickly to tell Tatum it was time to go. "This never happened." You said as he walked you to the doors. "It definitely did." He quipped as the fresh air hit your face. "These are yours I believe." He pulled out your panties displaying them for the world to see. You quickly snatched them bunching them up into your hand. "I hate you and I hate prom." You muttered more than disappointed in yourself. Billy dusted off his vest fixing the mask on his face. "You know, I'm just beginning to like it."

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funnyexel · 2 years

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hiiiii (idk if i sent u this already soz if i did) but if ur still writing for billy loomis can i request reader trying to get him into horror literature too, not just movies? like reading him edgar allan poe and buying him stephen king books lol

Afraid of My Words

Billy Loomis x Black Female Reader

A/n: Thanks for sending this! I’m so in love with this idea. I did my best to write this story according to your request.

Warning(s): Controlling, horror, mentions of gore

Don’t be afraid to send a request! -> Masterlist Mega List

“Oh! Look Billy.” You point to the blockbuster window. “A horror movie.” He says, stopping to look at you. “You’re too scared to watch it.” You tug at his hand, rolling your eyes at his insult. “That was a different movie. This one doesn’t look so scary.” You smile trying to persuade him. “This is a Stab movie.” He gives the poster a glance and looks back to you, unamused. “Fine.” You sigh, reluctantly. Knowing you can’t persuade him any further. Giving the poster one last glance before walking away with him. He takes you to your doorstep. “I’ll see you later.” You smile to him and lean into him to give him a sweet kiss. “Okay.” You say to his farewell. Waving to him as he watches you take your time getting into your house. Going up to your room, you got comfortable laying on your bed and took out your newly acquired book. Its a horror book and you can’t get past chapter one. “Okay, I can do this!” You cheer yourself on as you open the book to the last page you read. Getting through a few lines, your intrigued by the wording. You jump closing your eyes.

Closing the book, you take deep breaths. “At this rate, I’ll never finish the book.” Multiple knocks hit your window as you flinch. Calming yourself down, you pull the curtain aside and unlock your window. “Billy you really scared me.” You say to him as he climbs in. “I have a front door, you know.” He gets to his feet and glances at you then your bed. “No wonder you’re so jumpy.” He laughs under his breath, pushing past you and looking at your book. “You are such a wimp.” He teases while holding the book in the air. “Give it back!” You utter and reach for the book, unknowingly gripping his shoulder for a boost. He purposely drops it, fumbling in your hands as you catch it. Looking at the cover of the book and the bookmark, you realize that you won’t be able to read the rest of it by yourself. “Can you help me read the rest?” You ask. “It.” He exclaims with a tilt of his head. “You want me to read a clown book with you.”

“Yes, can you read a clown book with me?” You whine, shoving the book in his face. “see, I didn’t get far. It’ll be like we started it together.” He stands there, mentally contemplating his decision. “please?” The simple word, giving him a smirk. “Fine.” He shrugs, sitting on the bed and taking off his shoes. You smile and sit next to him. Moving some pillows around, you both scoot to your back board and get comfortable with each other. Opening the book in your lap you pick up where you left off. Feeling less scared then before. “As he walked through the hallway, he felt as if IT was watching him. He didn’t look or glance at it, he hastily walked past the painting.” You read aloud, Billy attentively listening. You were on a role. Reading a series of pages and even getting to the next chapter but you kept messing up. “The…they, when they….could.” He huffs and takes the book from you. “They waited for the lights to go out before they could enter the shady shack.” You turn to him as he reads. Resting your head on his shoulder, as you ease into his presence.

Listening to his rough voice reading the ink along the thin pages. Visualizing the scene and imagining his voice as the narration. Getting trapped in the peaceful moment, it took you a moment to realize the book was closed. “That’s enough reading.” He says, placing the book on your nightstand. “Why?” You ask, still relaxed in your spot. “You’re shaking, practically scared shitless from reading.” He laughs and you detach yourself from him, crossing your arms over your chest. “Oh, now you wanna act mad because I’m stating the obvious.” The silence surrounds the room to the point where you can clearly hear his breathing. “Y/n, look at me.” He asks, softening his voice to appeal to you. All you do is roll your eyes and scoff. “I said look at me, I’m not asking again.” He demands and warns you. Turning your head, you eye him. Your face radiating attitude. He shows you the tape with the Stab cover. “I thought I was too scared to watch it.” You mutter, happy but annoyed about what he said earlier.

“Don’t start. Come downstairs, so we can watch this movie.” He states, getting up with the movie and leaving the room. You wait a few moments before you leap up in excitement. Jumping up and down in triumph. Composing yourself, you sigh and smile in the mirror. “I always win.” You lip sync to yourself, exiting the room. Briskly ascending the steps, you turn the corner and sit on your couch. “Why are you all the way over there?” He asks, looking at you from the other side of the couch. You simply lean on the arm rest and wait for the movie. “Still not understanding why you’re mad.” He says putting on the movie. As the production title shows, he moves to your side of the couch. You look at him, unimpressed. He puts his hand on your thigh and butterflies burst in your stomach. Damn him. The movie automatically cuts to the first scene. Leaning forward, you wait for whats about to happen to them next. The character gets brutally stabbed by their unknown caller and you yelp. Your hand falling to his that fitted comfortably on your thigh.

You got through around half the movie until you started to get restless. Someone got stabbed and hung up like a piñata, then another got run over into a ditch. You did not want to see the next horrific killing, but you really did want to see. The anticipation of the scene making you so intrigued. The hairs on the back of your neck stood up as you watched the unsuspecting side character. You jump out your seat, screaming at the sudden hands gripping your shoulders and Billy scaring you. “Billy, why would you do that.” You whine, breathing heavily and ripping his hands off you. All he did was laugh in your face. Your eyes got glossy as you watched him crack up. “What? Its just a little scare…” He tries to put his arm around you but you shove him off. A tear falls down your chin and you quickly wipe it away. “That wasn’t funny.” You mutter, curling up on the edge of the couch. “Come on, y/n. Its a joke.” He pokes you, leaning over to see your face. “I was trying to cheer you up.” His tone turns serious and you look at him.

“I’m sorry, okay. I didn’t know you were that scared.” He grumbles, moving your arm in order to pull you closer and hug you. You hum, trying to move away from him. “Now your grumpy.” He exclaims, searching for your eyes. Once he traps you in crippling eye contact, he leans in. Attempting a kiss. You move your face to the side, declining. “Look at me, now.” He orders and you disobey. “You’re mad, I’ll let you be mad but one thing you’re not gonna do is turn away from me. Understand?” He grabs your face in his palm and kisses you. It wasn’t meant to be sweet or cute, it was meant to be demanding and straight forward. As he forced his tongue past your lips and made yours dance with his. Your eyes shot open at his quickness. Putting your hand on his chest, you kiss back. Trying to catch up and match his pace. Your other hand, hooking around his neck and he leans you down. Your back against the couch seats. He breaks the kiss, hastily taking off your shorts, underwear and his pants.

Trailing rough kisses all over your neck and shoulder, his hand gently caresses your exposed waist. You lowly moan as his hand moves lower. You struggle to snag his boxer waistband to pull it down. Huffing in frustration. “Now you’re not mad.” You nod, feeling his erect on your thigh. “Say it.” His voice as serious as it can get and you whimper. “I’m not mad!” You answer, lip quivering at the teasing. “That’s great angel.” He sarcastically says. “That makes one of us.” He leans back, sitting down like he wasn’t planning to do anything. Sitting up, you look at him confused. “Are you going to stare or fix it?”

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BILLY LOOMIS | GHOSTFACE (scream 1996)

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“Pumpkin” (Billy Loomis x Fem!Reader)

| You and Billy have a Halloween Party to get to. He just wasn’t expecting your choice in costume.

| Reader is always black unless I say differently

| SFW, playful teasing and sarcasm, use of pet names, mild pda(kissing)

| 1k+ words

You watch as Stu’s jeep drives up and it only takes a second after he pulls over and turns down his window for the sound of boisterous laughter to meet your ears.

It’s not the gangly teen’s own, though he does snicker as he looks you up and down from above his shades. Tatum waves at you excitedly from the passenger seat so you know it’s not her making all that noise either. No, all the excitement seems to be happening in the backseat.

You roll your eyes, a tiny grin pulling at the corner of your mouth.

“Oh come on!” You spin a little to show off more of your costume. “I think it’s pretty cute.”

“Oh, it’s adorable!” Stu calls out followed by a fit of high pitched giggles.

You don’t hesitate to flip him off, though all he does is laugh harder before Tatum starts trying to corral him. The back door popping open takes your mind off Stu completely in the next moment and you watch as Billy lets his legs come out to rest his feet on the worn asphalt. Small chuckles tumble past his lips as he gets a good look at you.

Dark eyes take in every bump dip and curve of your body, or where they usually would be visible, before his shoulders start to shake again. He’s wearing all black from his feet to his head, the only bit off his skin showing is around his eyes, but you have zero question that it’s Billy under the ski mask.

He pulls it off a second later as his head tilts back in his mirth then tucks it into the waist of his pants.

“When you said you had a surprise for me I was expecting something a little more Carrie and a lot less Season of the Witch, babe.”

You shrug, he might be laughing at your hard thought out Halloween costume, but at least he was laughing at all. Getting him to crack more than a cursory smile since his mom fucked off had taken a hot minute.

He starts up another peel of laughter before finally getting out of the car. You throw insults at him until he reaches you, cursing him out in between tiny bouts of your own laughter.

Cotton glove covered hands run down your arms as he gets close. Now only a small smirk rests on his face. You smile at him before knocking him in the arm. He doesn’t even have the decency to pretend it hurt.

Your lips purse, “If you’re finished. I’d like to explain-”

“Oh I think this speaks for itself, babe.” He stares down at you, eyes sparkling for a second before he leans down and whispers in your ear. “Or should I be callin’ you Pumpkin now?”

You huff as he accentuates his words with a squeeze to your hips. Well as much of them as he can squeeze.

You're wearing a matching costume with your younger sibling, a round jack o’ lantern over your middle, leaving your head, bare arms and black leggings exposed. A pumpkin top beret sits at the top of your head finishing the look.

Billy leans down and pressed a kiss to the corner of your mouth.

“I’m just messin’ with you. But seriously,” He gestures broadly to your ensemble. “You're changing right?”

You lean back a little and give the wild haired brunette a mildly affronted look as your eyebrows raise.

“Excuse me?”

He raises his own brows and waves a nonchalant hand at your outfit.

“I mean we are going to a party.” Your eyes narrow and he shrugs. “Relax. It’s not that it’s bad. Stu’s right you are adorable, baby. It’s just not-”

You look up at him, cocking your head to the side as he cuts himself off with a shrug. Oh please.

“It’s just not what? Don’t get shy on me now.”

He chuckles, licking his lips, brown eyes stare you down.

“Really?”

“Yeah really. Finish your sentence, asshole.”

He nods towards you. “I was just expecting something more sexy. That’s all.”

You snort, “Uh huh. How come you’re not dressed in something sexy then?”

He smirks and swipes a hand down to indicate his whole costume, “This isn’t sexy?”

His voice lilts up like he’s shocked, or like he’s trying to start a debate over the logistics of you not finding whatever horror villain he’s undoubtedly dressed as hot.

“No, not really. Who are you even supposed to be?”

His eyes roll, “This is why you should come to our movie marathons more often. I’m dressed as Alex Hammond.”

You just stare at him. He squints at you.

“The killer from Prom Night,” he elaborates, not too dryly.

You nod once, the image of Jamie Lee Curtis running around dimly lit locker adorned hallways popping into your head. You only vaguely remember that one since the night you watched it Billy had made you more than a little distracted with his hand down your pants.

“Sure,” you agree lightly. “But still not very sexy unless you're you. So once again, why did I have to be the sexy one?”

“You were Jeryline last year.”

You blink. Can’t really argue with him there. That look had gotten you a lot of compliments and you’d been more than excited seeing it come together. Black final girls were rare and you hadn’t shut up about Jada’s character for days after Billy surprised you with a date to go see Demon Knight. That was besides the point though; your costume choices could be broad if you wanted them to be.

Giving him a sideways look you don’t respond before pushing past him to the car. He follows with a stupid smirk on his face, satisfied to have caught you up.

“Fine, but I’m a pumpkin this year so you’ll just have to wait till the party’s over to properly get your hands on me this time,” you throw over your shoulder before slipping into the backseat.

Billy just laughs as he slides in next to you and dives in for a kiss. His lips against yours take you in so thoroughly you don’t even hear the door slam closed or realize the car is moving until he pulls away.

He looks at you evenly, mischief dancing along his face, and you can’t help the way your heart pounds at that promise.

“I guess we’ll be leaving the party early then.”

“I guess so,” you murmur.

The both of you ignore Stu's high pitched teasing to kiss some more.

NOTES: Aaand done! Hope you enjoyed! Happy October First everyone!🎃

Also, please excuse any typos I’ll catch them eventually.

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Scream Queen Book 1: Conventional Final Girl

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Stu Macher x Reader x Billy Loomis

Okay so basically let's just cut to the chase, the main character "(y/n)" is Sidney Prescott's little stepsister, yeah? Well, what happens when she takes Sid's place as the final girl? A whole lot. Disclaimer: All rights reserved to the copy righted owners of the Scream franchise. The only creative input I had in this fan fiction was the part of (y/n), almost everything else can be found in the movie. Follows the movie very closely. I mean the actual movie, not the script. Obviously switching out some parts to fit the narrative. It takes a couple of chapters to really get it kicking but I promise it gets good. *NO SMUT* these are still high school students and I do not want to overtly sexualize KIDS! And if you make the argument of "I'm not a kid" I'm 18 been there, done that, don't try it.

"Hello, who is it?" I asked into the large telephone.

"No one in particular..." Sounds like another one of the boys' prank calls.

"Okay Mr. No one in particular, any reason for the call?"

"No reason in particular, just wanted to talk."

"Hmm okay then talk," I said as I swiveled around in my chair.

"What's your favorite scary movie?" The raspy but oddly pitched voice asked.

"Oh I've got plenty but you might want to sit down, it'll take a while."

"I've got time."

"Ya know, stuff like Halloween, Friday the 13th, Texas Chainsaw. Then there's creature features like The Thing. B-horror like Slumber Part Massacre or Sleepaway Camp." I finally finish my rambling when I hear my step sister and her boyfriend in the other room.

"Do you really like scary movies?"

"Oh yeah definitely but I think it's mainly because of my step sister's friends?"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah, I mean I always liked horror but they really got me into it. Especially our friends Randy, Billy and Stu, they're crazy about that stuff!" I said as I flopped down onto my bed.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing with all those guys?"

"They're not a lot of guys, if anything it equals out our group," I said, completely avoiding the whole 'pretty girl' thing... that was kind of weird.

Hearing a knock at my door completely startled me.

"Oh um hey I have to go but feel free to call me back anytime," I whisper into the phone quickly placing it back on the body.

It was obvious the person on the line was saying something before I hung up but I didn't bother to listen

In popped Neil's head from the other side of the door. "Hey kiddo who ya talking to?" He said as he looked around. "Hm? Oh no one, what's up Neil?" I asked, now back in my desk chair. Neil was a good guy, I'm glad he and my mom started dating, they actually just got engaged! I think I was more excited about it than my step sister, Sindey, she's still grieving. "Just got done talking to your sister, I'm going to hit the sack, remember I'm not back until sunday. Cash on the table and call if you need anything," He said waiting for me to say something. "Alright got it Neil, have fun at the expo!" I waved him off before he closed the door.

My mom and I didn't move to Woodsoro until she really started dating Neil. It's always just been her and I for as long as I can remember, but it feels good to be part of a complete family again. I missed our old home at first with all my friends and family but Sid quickly took me under her wing. I met all of her friends including Stu, Tatum, Randy and Sid's boyfriend Billy. I'll admit it was weird at first because they just saw me as the little step sister but once Randy and I went on a ranting debate about which was the real pioneer of Slasher; Texas Chainsaw or Black Christmas, it got a lot easier. Even though Stu and Billy were pretty cute I'll never be used to Stu's wild energy, nor Billy's slightly shady behavior.

The next morning didn't go quite as expected... There were reporters, cameras, and news vans posted up all around school. Sid and I were freaked the moment we got off the bus. She was looking around bewildered by everything going on until we spotted one woman in particular, Gale Weathers. To say the least, Weathers was a total bitch towards Sid's mom's name.

"Can you believe this shit?!" We heard a voice pop up from behind us. Sid totally jumped.

"Tatum, what is going on?" Sidney asks, waving her arm out to the school.

"Yeah, since when was Woodsboro flooded with reporters?" I looked over at Tatum, crossing my arms over my chest.

"You don't know?" Tatum asked both of us, a hint of amusement on her face.

"No," Sid and I said in unison, still confused.

"Casey Becker and Steve Orth were killed last night," She said with a harsh but light tone just above a whisper.

"What?! No way!" Sid softly exclaimed.

I was too shocked to say a single word so I just listened.

"And we're not just talking killed, we're talking splatter movie killed. Ripped open, from end to end," Tatum talked about it with entertaining ease, like it was just gossip.

I think I'm going to be sick.

"Casey Becker, she sits next to me in English," Sid said looking over at her best friend.

I think you mean sat, Sid. I thought.

"Not anymore," Said Tatum with a wobble of her head.

She went on saying, "It's so sad, her mom and dad found her hanging from a tree. Her insides on the outside." Shoving her hands near her stomach.

"Oh my god," Sid said as she reached for the back of her neck, probably to feel the goosebumps that appeared.

"Do they know who did it?" I finally asked, feeling the urge to know.

The two looked over at me with Tatum saying, "Fucking clueless, I mean they're interogating the entire school? Teacher, students, janitors."

"They think someone at school did it?" Sid asked

"They don't know, I mean Dewy was saying this is the worst crime he's seen in years. Even worse than-" Tatum paused when I nudged her side, "Well, it's bad." She finished.

The bell signaling the start of the first period rang.

"C'mon Sid, we gotta get to class..." I said as I lightly grabbed her hand, giving it a slight reassuring squeeze.

"Yeah, alright..." She responded, removing her hand from mine. She's just going through a lot right now.

Sitting through the first period is weird when you have a seat that was right behind a dead person. Not Casey Becker but Steve Orth. He'd ask me for a pencil or notes every day because he forgot his. Claimed it was because of football practice. Soon enough the five minute bell for next class rang. A class that didn't have any dead students.

Walking to my locker to rotate my books I was blocked by none other than Stu Macher.

"Hey, (y/n)," He drawled out my name with a big smile, "Whatcha up to?"

"Getting my books Stu, same thing you should be doing."

"C'mon, you're not still upset with me, are you?" He asked with a fake pout

"Yeah actually I am Stu!" I shouted in a whisper

"I couldn't help myself, I mean look at you?" He said as he squished my face.

Swatting his hand away I said, "That's no excuse!"

"You can be such a prude," he said as he leaned his head on my locker.

"No, it's called being a good friend with a balanced moral compass that can see when her friend's boyfriend is about to cheat with her." I huffed as I slammed my locker door.

"C'mon, (y/n)! You can't stay pissed forever! You'll come around eventually!" Stu shouted after me.

"Like hell I will!" I shouted back. No matter how abundantly clear my feelings for him are, I would never do that behind Tatum's back.

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BETRAYAL !

— “AND I HELD YOUR HAND THROUGH ALL OF THESE YEARS, BUT YOU STILL HAVE.. ALL OF ME.”

pairing; billy loomis x fem!reader

summary; what if your biggest betrayal was by someone you’d held the hand of for so many years? billy loomis was supposed to be a pleasant never ending dream, not a soon to be distant memory turned into your one, true nightmare. (reader is replacing the role of sidney)

author’s note: HI. (i was half asleep whilst writing this and found it in my drafts. fuck knows where i was going with it. after reading it, i’m gonna guess it’s something about the whole ‘betrayal’ thing and the reader not knowing the darker truth behind billy’s motive if he is actually the killer? little does she know lmao. but anyway, take this whilst i go finish some requests and write other content. more reqs are open as always. even when i’m busy, i like writing requests here and there. or i’ll leave them for a bit and come back to em! enjoy this fic that i honestly don’t know why my half asleep self wrote💀)

PLEASE DON’T READ IF MENTIONS OF BETRAYAL, DEATH, OR ANYTHING HORROR RELATED AFFECTS YOU!!

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

A shiver ran down your spine as flashbacks of hearing about the deaths of Casey Becker and Steve Orth came creeping back into your head. Had the killer intended for you to be next? Or were you just another random teen fit into this psycho’s cruel joke.

Everything was happening all too fast. Yes, you were now sat in Woodsboro police station after being taken in for your own safety. But did you truly feel safe?

No.

“Y/n?” A voice called out.

“Y/n??”

You quickly snapped out of your unpleasant thoughts, looking up to see Deputy Riley standing over you, holding out a small cup of water.

“Thanks, Dewey.” You whispered with a weak smile, accepting the water and placing it down beside you.

Dewey let out a small sigh as he put a hand on your shoulder. “Try not to overthink things, hm? We’ll have this all sorted out soon enough.”

You ran a hand through your hair, wincing at the sickly feeling you had in the pit of your stomach. You’d been incredibly nauseous ever since you arrived at the station. No wonder. You were probably still in shock after the events of tonight.

“Y/n, please. If you stress you’ll just make yourself even more shaken up than you clearly already are. Do you want me to get the nurse to check you over again?” Dewey asked.

“No, it’s alright. I’ll be fine.”

Dewey gave you a small pat on the back as he cleared his throat, slowly beginning to walk away.

“I’ll take you and Tatum home soon, kay?” He said, turning around one last time before heading back over to Sheriff Burk.

You resumed to wandering back into deep thought. Yeah, you were shaken up from the whole ‘killer’ part of tonight, but that wasn’t what hurt most.

Billy.

His name was beginning to feel like a distant memory, waiting for you to finally let go of.

‘Expect the unexpected,’ Most would say. But had you really imagined the one whom you thought you could trust the most would dare to hurt you?

Never.

After fighting for your life as the suspected killer tried to make it come to a brutal and bloody ending, Billy came out of nowhere, sneakily checking up on you every night as he had done for the past two years.

His timing was off. Way, WAY too off.

But the minute that damn phone fell out his pocket, you felt your heart stop immediately.

One hour ago, 34 Elm Street:

He was after you.

He was after YOU.

You yelped as Woodboro’s newly, anonymous killer made his move on you. He viciously kicked you to the floor with his large black boots, ready to gut you any second now.

Struggling, you desperately tried to pick yourself up, but it was no use. The killer grabbed a fistful of your hair, bashing your head against the laminate.

All you could think about was your upcoming cruel ending. How you were not going to see the ones you loved ever so dearly again. Tatum would never get to have late night movie sleepovers with you, Stu wouldn’t be able to make you giggle with his constant cheesiness, Randy and his little sister couldn’t ever see that bright smile of yours again whenever you’d go over to their house, and Billy, oh, Billy..

Your Billy.

You’d never get the chance to hear that soft voice of his ever again, almost as light as feathers themselves. The feeling of his undying love would soon be nothing. All the blissful memories you once shared were about to be over. Forever.

Finally, the monster behind the mask raised his sharp blade above you, ready to finish you off once and for all.

You quickly pushed him off you, sending the killer flying to the wall. Adrenaline had began to kick in. You couldn’t just be so defenceless and let him end you like that! You HAD to see your loved ones again. And you made sure this fucker wouldn’t prevent you from doing that anytime soon.

Quickly scrambling to the front door, you rattled the chain only to find it locked. Fuck. He could easily get back up in time whilst you tried to fix the lock. It wasn’t worth it.

Without hesitation, the killer got back up once again, launching himself at you. You ducked under him as he had clumsily managed to get his Buck 120 knife stuck in the door.

You headed for the stairs but knew he was hot on your heels. It didn’t take long for you to reach your bedroom, running over to the phone beside your bed desperately trying to dial 911.

“Shit!” You cursed. That bastard was still on the other end of the line.

Your only option was to contact them through the shitty computer you’d had for years now. The thing was slow, but you hoped it would be fast enough for you to alarm the police in time.

You whipped your head around only to see that the masked murderer was.. gone?

Before you could even stop and think for a moment, Billy rushed up to your window, climbing into the room. Oh dear god, it was like your prayers had finally been answered.

“Billy!” You breathed deeply, rushing towards him as if you were a small, frightened animal looking for your mother.

“I heard screaming,” Billy panicked. “The door’s locked. You all right?”

He watched you struggle to breathe properly out of pure fear. Fast, uneasy breaths. You clung to him, not letting go. Your sharp nails digging into his back. Not that he was bothered, that is.

“The killer’s here. He’s in the house! He’s in the house, he’s got a knife!” You cried, breathing in Billy’s cologne and masculine scent.

“He’s gone.” Billy said with a faint whisper, shushing you as you whimpered in his ear. “He’s gone, it’s alright.”

You were safe. You were in Billy’s arms for crying out loud! Everything was going to be fine.

A crash was heard as something had fallen out of your lover’s pocket, heading straight to the floor. You slowly turned your head around, staring directly at the item that had fell.

The phone.

You felt your throat close as it gave you that sickening, nauseating tingle you’d always hated. Your heartbeat became slower and slower. All you could do was stay in Billy’s arms, frozen out of fear before realisation truly hit.

Billy could feel the difference in your bodily functions, and cocked his head as you looked at him in horror, backing away.

“What?” He asked, his tone concerned.

You stared at your lover with pure disgust. Watching as he grew more and more confused. Your mind and mouth did not respond to his series of questions, demanding to know what was wrong and why you were looking at him with such terror.

Everything appeared to soon be ignored as you were only focused on one thing and one thing only.

Betrayal.

Your heart rate finally picked back up again, causing you to run out of the room. Billy followed behind, but you didn’t care. It wasn’t now until he realised you weren’t just running away, you were running away from HIM.

“Whoa, whoa, wait, wait! Wait, Y/n, wait!” Billy yelled, now full on going after you to get his answer.

You managed to get halfway down the stairs before he stopped chasing you, you could hear him screaming for you at the top of the staircase, leaning heavily onto the banister.

“Wait, wait, wait, WAIT! What’s going on?”

Your heart was in your throat whilst you could not believe what was happening right now. Too much, too soon.

“Y/n, come back!” He shrieked.

“Y/N!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Now, Woodsboro Police Station:

Tears welled up in your eyes as those dark memories of tonight replayed, ones that would never quite leave your head.

“Y/n!” The same voice from your flashback called.

You looked up, slightly wincing at who you saw through the window of Sheriff Burk’s office.

Him.

Billy stared intensely at you from afar through the glass, his eyes filled with nothing but anger and never ending thoughts of confusion.

Yet, something else hid behind those eyes. A dark type of mystery you weren’t ready to know yet.

It was as if your lover felt the same feeling of betrayal you were experiencing yourself. But not betrayal because you’d suspected it was him trying to kill you, something else that was far different. Something worse.

I mean, you hadn’t did anything, right? It was Billy who had made himself look as guilty as he did. Far too suspicious for anyone to believe for the time being. Yet, his aura practically told you he showed no signs of guilt..

You began to sweat nervously as he continued to stare. What if, it truly had nothing to do with Billy? Had timing been your saviour tonight? Was he innocent enough to prove he had only arrived to your house to see you again?

A darker truth lay untold for now. The feeling of betrayal was mutual, but something else just told one a devious message about the other.

Something was coming.

Something, bad.

Something that in reality, was already here..

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