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slasherbvnnie · 1 year

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Until We Found You | Part IX

And we’ve finally made it to the last chapter of Until We Found You. Fun fact, I had the first part and this one ready at the same time. I had the vision for it and you’ll see why it’s titled the way it is at the end. I really enjoyed writing this, I love it so much. Thanks to everyone who also voiced their love for it, you all are so kind and I wish you the best. Also, in true scream fashion, we had to mention psycho. For this last time, heed the tags.

Modern Day College Scream AU, Obsessed AFAB!Reader, Poly!Ghostface x reader, NSFW, All characters 18+

Part I Part II Part III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII

Word Count: 1404

”Baby come on! You’re gonna miss the movie!” Stu yelled out as he took a seat on the left side of the couch. “I’m coming, I’m coming,” you huffed out as you walked down the stairs. “if someone kept all my things where I leave them I wouldn’t be running late,” you said teasingly, hearing Stu laugh. “Oh come on baby, you know seeing makeup and hair shit scares the ladies away,” he teased as you rolled your eyes. “Careful Stu, she’ll probably choke you out if she finds out about another girl,” Billy said as he walked by you, offering you a soda which you gladly accepted, planting a kiss to his cheek as you two walked to the couch together. You sat besides Stu, Billy on your right as Stu placed a blanket over all three of you.

“So what are we watching?” You asked as you relaxed back, smiling as Billy set the popcorn bowl in your lap. “Psycho,” Billy said with a smile. “ah, going old school today? We should watch Rebecca after,” you added in as Stu smiled. “I like your thinking, doll, I was gonna say we should watch that too,” he said as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

You three were about half an hour into the movie, your head resting on Billy’s shoulder as you held hands with Stu. You felt his hand leave yours, making you whine in protest and look over to him. “I’m bored,” Stu said as he yawned, Billy looking over and rolling his eyes. “How about we play a game then?” He asked as you and Stu’s attention now settled on the older male. “What kind of game?” You asked as Billy smirked. “Our own kind of game, baby,” he hummed, Stu smirking as if he knew exactly what Billy was talking about. “You’re gonna let Stu play around with you, but I’m going to question you. Don’t worry, it should be easy for you baby, it’ll be all about horror movies.” He smirked, looking at you like you were about to be his prey, you cowered a little at his gaze, pushing your thighs together as you grew needy just from his look. “Awh, look at that Billy, already getting turned on for us,” Stu said as he adjusted and set you on his lap, his hands running over your clothed body as Billy moved to sit next to you two. “Easy question as a warm up baby, which character and me share the same last name?” He questioned, his breath fanning over your neck, goosebumps raising on your skin as Stu’s fingers twiddled with the hem of your shirt. “Sam…Sam Loomis…” you spoke out, looking to your side before Billy turned your head back to the tv, “eyes on the movie, baby,” he hummed, smirking as you squirmed as Stu lifted up your shirt.

“Another one, baby,” Billy whispered into your ear, it had been another half hour since they started their little game. Tears streaked down your cheeks, your skin was blushed and already bruising from their marks being left on you, and you were shaking and squirming in Stu’s lap. “Please Billy, please, Stu,” you whined out their names, trying to get away from the pleasure as they chuckled at your state. “One last question sweetheart,” Billy promised you, swiping his tongue over his lips as he looked over your exposed body. “How many different times did they film the shower scene?” He asked, his hands groping your breasts as Stu’s fingers pumped into you. “What?” You questioned as Stu smirked against your neck. “How many different takes did they have for the shower scene baby? Come on, it’s easy,” Stu said as you whined, a loud moan leaving your lips as Stu played with your clit. “90! It- It’s 90!” You exclaimed, letting out a cry when they stopped their touches. Billy tsked, shaking his head, “you were so close baby,” he said as you whined. “78 shots, all for those famous 45 seconds,” Billy hummed, smiling and kissing you before Stu pulled you away for his own kiss. “Please…please, I wanna cum…” you begged, giving them both puppy dog eyes. Stu visibly melted, now looking to Billy with the same eyes, knowing both of you might get in trouble if he didn’t get his permission. “I’m dating two needy fucks, aren’t I?” He sighed, giving you another kiss before reaching over to Stu, whispering into his ear before giving a kiss to his cheek. “You’ll cum, but only if you let both of us cum first,” Billy said to you, you nodding your head quickly. “Since I got you to myself last time, why don’t you use that pretty mouth on me while Stu plays with that pretty cunt of yours,” he said as he moved back, unzipping his jeans and pulling them down along with his underwear to his mid thigh. You moved, getting onto your hands and knees on the cushions as you crawled slightly to Billy, opening your mouth and licking his tip. A groan left his lips at the touch, his hand snaking into your hair as Stu got to work with stretching you out.

It wasn’t hard, having already been fingering you relentlessly during their game, using the slick that you were leaking to help lube you up even more. You took Billy into your mouth, holding the base of his cock with one hand while your other held your body up. Moans left your lips and vibrated through his cock as Stu played with you, little whimpers and whines helping aid to Billy’s pleasure as Stu took his fingers away. You could see through your fluttered eyelids that Billy’s head had tilted up to match Stu’s gaze, finding out why when you felt Stu push against your entrance. “So pretty f’me baby, so fucking wet,” Stu groaned as he pushed in, making you moan as your walls sucked him in further.

“God, you’re fucking sucking me in, doll,” he moaned, taking his time thrusting into you to allow you to adjust. But with the two boys who had been worked up for nearly an hour now, they were quick to use you for their release. It felt like four seconds before they began to thrust into you from both ends, you could tell they were trying to match their speed to make you delirious. You enjoyed times like these with them, when their pleasure was focused on, not that they didn’t pay attention to you, but it made your head spin when they used you freely. Stu reached one hand down between your body and the couch, circling around your clit, making you moan and arch your back in pleasure. Billy gripped your hair harder, fucking into your throat with grunts and groans leaving every other second. Stu was just as vocal, his thrusts getting sloppier with time. “Be a good girl and open that mouth wider for me, little bunny,” Billy said as he pulled out, you looked up to him with a fucked out look as you held your mouth open, feeling your sanity being ripped from you as Stu thrusted even harder into you. Billy moaned out your name as he pumped himself, cumming into your mouth and partially across your face. Stu meanwhile had one hand bruising your waist with his grip while the other played with your clit, making you moan and push against him. Stu came and slowed down his thrusts slowly, you whimpering and moaning out as his hand didn’t stop pleasuring you. “Cum for us baby, you want to be good, don’t you?” Billy asked, holding your chin up to look at him as you gave a weak nod, your moans getting more high pitched before finally climaxing, crying out as Stu helped you through your high.

“You know, I’m still kinda sad I was on your kill list,” you mumbled, cuddled between your two boyfriends on the bed, all ready to go to sleep now hours after their game. “hey, you know that was just the plan until we found you” “and before we found out you had the hots for ghostface,” Stu added after Billy, making you smile and shake your head. “whatever dorks, just go to bed already, gotta wake up early for that gale interview,” you said, smiling as you gave them both a kiss.

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alphawolfstabs · 6 months

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Guys.. if I wanted to do another stuilly fic but it was an au what would you guys like to see..

I have so many thoughts and honestly Idfk what to do with them LMFAO

[Tags because I appreciate these guys <3: @smashlovesscream @koyarkive @fantasylandbitch @newyorkstray ]

[reblogs to help share this around is much appreciated but not at all forced abkdejjsjfke]

#help help help #billy loomis #scream #scream 1996 #stu macher #stuilly #fic ideas #IDK MAN #BRAINROT #Too many ideas #come may not appeal to anyone though LMFAO #i just wanna vibe with them

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girlinthetardis04 · 6 months

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For your consideration: Scream (1996) swapped!AU where Sydney and Tatum are Ghostface and Billy and Stu the victims.

#sydney would replace billy as the ghostface with the freudian motive #something something mommy issues #and tatum would be the one in it just for kicks #we love supportive bffs #also stu would be the one dying in the garage (rip best boy)#although not with the door; i doubt he'd go for that #and billy is the final girl #final boy?#ive had this brainrot for weeks #now its time to inflict it on the world #scream (1996)#sydney prescott #tatum riley #billy loomis #stu macher #and randy is there too ig #he doesn't do much either way #randy meeks #my post

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frenchfrywrites · 2 years

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Can i ask for smexy hc for ghostface? (Billy and/or stu pls)

NSFW HCS for Ghostface(s)

MINORS DNI

I feel like they'd both be very similar and very different at the same time..

Billy

Sub bottom all. the. way.

Oh and he is totally a brat

An.. aggressive kind of brat if that makes sense?

He needs a hard dom

Bc he totally talks shit, fights, and struggles against you until you break him

Loves (hard) degradation, and will do evil lil things to get it

Also loves humiliation- to an extent

Pretty much any type of punishment is good with him

I mean he def has some limits but you can push him a lot

Cries a lot once you break him

And he's pretty quiet until you break him

But then hes a sobbing whining whimpering baby

I think he could be very into pet play!

He's a kitty boy!!

Sometimes he's not down for a scene/getting into a headspace but he always loves being called kitty/kitten

I think he'd like to call you master mostly

Ofc he (and Stu) like phone sex

But it's more like foreplay bc both can't wait long enough to climax on phone with you

Billy would also like roleplaying

He likes scenes where you pretend to be Ghostface (and he's the final girl) (knife included bc even if I don't like it I can't deny that Billy would totally love knife play)

Speaking of final girls.. I think Billy would like feminization a lil

Maybe don't call his chest tits, but def let him dress up for you and call him a pretty girl

Oh and on the note of roleplaying I think Billy would really like full day scenes or constant rules

If you gave him a list of rules he'd try to break all of them and with each punishment/harsh reminder he gets, the more turned on he becomes

Stu

I think Stu needs a softish dom

Bc yeah he will be a brat

But in a teasing way

He will work you up and break rules, then giggle when you confront him

He doesn't like degradation very much

Best way to get him to behave is to make his mouth busy

Your fingers, a dildo gag, have him eat you out, stuff his mouth full of cock, etc

I think he has an oral fixation and doing any (or all) of those things brings him right into subspace

Although I think he prefers (very big) dildos/cocks down his throat

He wants to struggle to breathe (and gag.. I def think Stu would like emetophilia)

He also loves overstimulation (but gets cranky with edging)

Also likes pet play, and he is a puppy boy!!!

Can and will go nonverbal but he is never quiet lmao

He likes when you have a title (and will totally use it in public, teasingly)

He definitely likes being called a good boy/girl

Stu likes feminization to the max, and will encourage it fully

He loves to buy expensive lingerie just to have you tear it apart

He wants to be a bimbo.. so dumbification is a must

I think he'd also really like exhibitionism

He wants to show off how good you can fuck him/he can fuck

Omg omg okay the only way Stu is willingly good and obedient is if it's to show off (especially to Billy)

Like Stu would love if you fucked him and told Billy this is what happens if you're a good boy. Ultimate fantasy for him

He can top, but won't ever dom

(likes to top Billy with your help)

#implied polyam btwn u stu n billy btw #rq #brainrot #spice #sub ghostface #sub stu macher #sub billy loomis #slashers

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ratinastrawberryhat · 10 months

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Some of my favorite gays

#scream (1996)#hobie brown #scream #stuilly #stu macher #billy loomis #stu x billy #hobie brainrot

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pisswormart · 3 months

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Mmmmmm, tasty micro plastics 👁️👅👁️

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cmhcny · 1 year

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Stuilly shaping minds from 1996 and on

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irritated-empath · 1 year

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They're so excited to talk to you!

#ghostface #billy loomis #stu macher #scream #scream 1996 #fanart #my art #digital art #transparent #furry #ive got ghostface brainrot currently so there will be more of them

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ventela1 · 5 months

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Wiping the blood off your cheek with the sleeve of my sweater.

Poking my thumbs through the holes in my sweater sleeves and making them bigger. They're from when you fought back, when you tried to tear into me and missed. I love seeing them.

#idk what this is it's Stu Macher brainrot while listening to Sweater Weather i guess

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prpfs · 10 months

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need to play miguel o’hara in at least one thread before the brainrot consumes me!! 🫶🫶

seeking a creative, rough dom male who's ready to destroy your muse long-term? look no further! ✨(21+f discord & tumblr roleplayer)

i’m searching for a submissive/bottom character for lots of aggro nsfw content. i have some ideas that we can build off of, some with more plot than smut (and vice versa), so i’d like you to be 18+! please note that some may include some yummy🍪, and i will save those details for dms.

characters i’d like to play include: spider-verse miguel o’hara (i would pay to play him!!), hobie brown harry potter draco malfroy, sirius black, marvel loki, wade wilson, bucky barnes stranger things steve harrington, billy hargrove the last of us joel miller scream billy loomis, stu macher other fandoms: a court of thorns and roses, genshin impact, tokyo revengers, black butler, the vampire diaries, supernatural, my hero academia, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen tropes & kinks: forbidden romance, unexpected allies, power struggles, non/dubcon, a/b/o, size difference, corruption, anything bdsm, pred/prey, petplay, age diff, pregnancy, honestly give me everything and anything depraved and dark and we’re good!!

like if you’re interested!

give a like and anon will get back to you

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soupbabe · 1 year

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Trans Joy with Transgender! Slashers

Featuring: Thomas Hewitt, Stu Macher, Vincent Sinclair , Otis Driftwood

I've been wanting to make a post like this 🥰 literally this is just a post of trans adoration and joy. going with a slightly diff format because it's how my brainrot makes sense

Tagging: @rottent33th, @slaasherslut, @bugginbeetlew

- Transman! Otis Driftwood who believes his body to be divine- and it is. He revels in how no man is ever going to be like him. His expression in masculinity and experience is so uniquely him, he loves being seen a self made man. His ego grows when you lay soft kisses along the botched scars that decorate his chest. You let your fingers glide over the pink scar tissue, taking your savoring the rough texture beneath your fingertips.

- Your actions are never in vain however, as Otis is one to quickly notice and reward you for your dedication to him and his body ♡

- Imagine doing Transfem! Thomas Hewitt's makeup for the first time. God, she was so nervous sneaking Luda Mae's makeup into her room, but she couldn't help her curiosity. She always preferred wearing more feminine faces, but ever since you mentioned her real face in makeup, she hasn't stopped thinking about it. She sits still with her eyes closed as you use your finger to color her eyelids and swiped on a red lipstick that hasn't been used in years. She feels her long hair being toyed with before you tell her to open her eyes.

- Staring back at her reflection, Tommy saw her eyes painted blue and a braid cascading her shoulders. She's never felt so pretty before, never felt so glamorous. For the first time, she really felt like a woman.

- Transmasc! Stu Macher who loves his binder. He knows he looks hot, he loves the way you look at him when he walks around his house in sweatpants and a binder. His smile goes wide when you're all over him for it. Hell, he might even buy some crop tops to show it off more. He's early in his transition, but it doesn't bother him at all. Stu faces his insecurities head on, embracing them to the fullest to get over it.

- Though he's careful when binding, he has a tendency to forget how long he's been wearing his binder. But that's what you're for: to remind him to take breaks and gently massage his sides if it got too much

- Non-Binary! Vincent Sinclair who constantly experiments with their appearance. Vincent who plays with the androgyny of their appearance. No one knows who or what they are with their variety of masks and they love it. One day, it would be the cast of Bo's face, while the next day they might wear a mask that resembles a rosy cheeked cherub. They love baggy clothes, they want to resemble nothing and everything at the same time. Their creativity extends past the wax figures and shines through their gender expression.

- Call Vincent for what they are, ethereal, and they're putty in your hands. Sit by them while they're making a new mask, decorate it with them, and you'll have their heart in no time.

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slasherbvnnie · 1 year

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Until We Found You | Part VII

Welcome to Part VII, we’re officially nearing the end... two more parts left of this mini series! It’s been fun writing this, I hope you all come to enjoy the next mini series or my drabbles. As always, heed the tags below.

Modern Day College Scream AU, Obsessed AFAB!Reader, Eventual Poly!Ghostface x reader, Eventual NSFW, All characters 18+

Part I Part II Part III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VIII Part IX

Word Count: 1685

Music bounced off the walls of the Macher’s household, Stu playing one of his infamous playlists as everyone from uni was either drinking, fucking, making out or taking hits of various substances. Your little group was gathered in front of the tv, watching Halloween. Stu and Tatum were cuddled up, Sidney was leaned back in Billy’s arms and Randy was cuddling up with one of the couch pillows. You however were sat next to Colton, aka, the dude Stu had scared off the day before. When you arrived to the party with Sidney and Tatum, you two locked eyes and he was hesitant to walk over to you. You explained to Colton that Stu was just trying to scare him off yesterday and even though you explained how things were complicated- leaving out the whole being in love with serial killers note- he took that as still having a chance.

No one in your group noticed the glares Stu and Billy were giving Colton, not even Bailey himself, but the boys continued to stare daggers right into his skull. If they had been real ones, Colton would have been done for since the second he sat down next to you. Hell, they were probably planning ways to murder him the second Stu noticed someone had invited him to the party. Tatum had moved from Stu’s hold and said she was off to get more alcohol, heading out towards the garage. Colton took the opportunity to show to your friends that he was kind and insisted on helping her. The two left, Tatum raising her brows and smiling at you, mouthing if he was your secret lover. You laughed, giving her a shrug as she rolled her eyes and continued out to the garage with him.

After some time passed and your little group participated with drinking, dancing, and the respective couples making out in the private rooms, you and Colton were left talking on the porch as most people from the party left. Randy headed out as well, having an early shift tomorrow while your other friends stayed since Stu offered for them to spend the night. Sid and Billy were upstairs, Stu and Tatum off god knows where and you were just relaxing with Colton. “So is it really that complicated?” He questioned you as you shrugged, “we just don’t know if we want to be a thing yet.” You said with a shrug, Colton nodding as he finished off his beer. “I am going to get us some refills so we can finish this conversation,” he said with a smile as you laughed and nodded. You felt a bit weird, you were falling head over heels for your two masked lovers, but deep down inside you, you wondered if they would ever reveal themselves to you. You didn’t know if you could handle the heartbreak of never being with them. As he went back inside you saw Tatum emerging with a drunk Sidney wrapped around her shoulders, “I’m going to drop Sidney off at home, she puked all in the guest room. Stu said he’s gonna kick out the stragglers soon,” she said, you patted Sidney on her back. “Feel better, maybe Billy gave you mono,” you joked as she whined and stumbled off with Tatum to her car.

After you watched them drive off you looked back inside, wondering what was taking Colton so long. You sighed, about to walk in before noticing someone in the corner of your eye. You turned towards the figure, seeing your beloved masked killer standing there. “So you are stalking me,” you said as you stood up. They tilted their head, approaching you as you looked around to see if anyone was watching. You were about to say something else before they grabbed your wrist, holding up your arm to them before they swiped the knife across your skin. “What the fuck?” You yelled out, trying to pull your arm away from them before you heard glass drop on the floor. You once again tried to pull away, only to let out a scream when you felt the knife cut your side. You looked to them with tears in your eyes, “why?” You screamed at them before you turned to see Colton there, beers dropped onto the porch as he ran and pushed you away from the killer, “Get the fuck off of her, freak!” He yelled as the killer let go of your wrist, Colton punched them but quickly stopped when he was stabbed in his side. You let out a scream, adrenaline filling your veins as you tried to act surprised, but you weren’t sure if it was an act after all, they had tried to stab you. One of your secret lovers tried to stab you, the tears that fell out began to blur your vision. “Go get help!” Colton yelled to you before the killer once again wounded him, you backed away as you saw the blood, running inside the house.

Your heart was somehow beating a thousand miles a minute despite being shattered. You didn’t know if it was one of your boys behind the mask or some wannabe killer, but you cried as you ran, wondering if they were using you all along. You saw people scattering from your screams, looking around to see who could help. You ran upstairs to find Stu, running into him as you tried to get to his room. “Stu!” You yelled, putting your hands on his chest as you tried to get him to move. “Stu, we have to go, the killer-“ you pleaded, grabbing onto him as he smiled and grabbed your wrists. “Stu?” You asked, looking up at him as he chuckled. “Don’t worry, little minx. We won’t hurt you, not any more than he did.” He said as he held up your arm that was injured. “Billy sure is mean to you, isn’t he doll,” He said as he wiped away your waterfall of tears. “Sorry about that, he was watching us,” you heard the familiar voice say from behind you. You backed away from Stu, staring back and forth at the two of them. “What?” You asked, confused on what was happening, the adrenaline from earlier making you disoriented and dizzy. “Wasn’t it obvious? I mean Oliver? Oliver’s fucking goons? Colton? Hell we haven’t gotten to Sid and Tate yet,” Stu said as you furrowed your brows and squinted at him. “We?” You asked as the killer laughed, walking closer to you and pulling off his mask. “We, us, the two standing in front of you.” Billy said as you looked to them, stepping back away once more. You were having trouble trying to understand that they were the two killers, the two you slept with, the two you unknowingly helped cheat against your best friends.

“I mean, we never intended for this to happen, Casey and Steve were just supposed to be random, but since Casey was Stu’s ex we needed someone to throw them off. You haven’t known Stu for very long, I mean, two years isn’t enough time to really know someone, right?” Billy explained, stepping closer to you. “You were supposed to be target number two, but Billy noticed all your little papers and drawings about us,” Stu said as he stood in front of you, tracing your face just like he had before. “And we couldn’t kill off our first little fan,” “No, we couldn’t have. You were too pretty,” Stu said as he stepped behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist as Billy now stood in front of you.

“Plus, with how good you made us feel, we couldn’t gut you after that,” he chuckled, tracing the bloody knife along your cheek. “But, Sid and- and Tate,” you said softly, Billy smirking. “It’s just taken a bit longer to get to them. Tatum was supposed to be next but your stupid study date got in our way. Oh, and Sidney is our big grand finale. But when you mentioned Oliver and his group, we had some other business to do,” he said as Stu laughed. “We would have brought you his heart as a little momento but you can guess how that would have been bad,” Stu said as you sniffled, “what’s wrong, little bunny?” Billy asked, you shook your head. All the information was hitting you all at once, Tatum and Sidney were going to die, Colton was bleeding out on the porch, and the boys you had known for only two years or less were the ones who planned it all.

“It’s just a lot,” you admitted, sniffling once more. “You didn’t even trust me yesterday, do you know how sad that made me? And- and you tried killing me! I mean jesus fuck I even had a crush on both of you without the mask! And all this time while you two have been sneaking in and out of my bedroom you’ve had girlfriends who you’ve been kissing and fucking and just-“ your rant was ended when Billy put his lips on yours, you pushed at his chest, backing up into Stu. “Don’t worry, you’re going to survive this with us. We’re going to move Bailey so Tatum won’t see him. After that, we take care of her and then we go get Sid. I mean, after all, it’s not us doing it. It’s all poor Mr. Prescott,” Stu said as you looked to him. “Mr. Prescott? But hes-“ “he’s in the closet. All tied up and waiting for his big debut, psycho dad.” Billy said as he looked to you. “Come on, get yourself together, it’s time for act three baby,” He said as he pat your cheek, flashing you his infamous grin. “Don’t worry, doll, you’ll be a big tv star. Gale is going to be up your ass after tonight! Up all our asses!” Stu laughed, “Who knows, maybe you’ll get the latest hottest actress to play you in the movie they’ll make about us,” he said as he wrapped his arm around you, pulling you downstairs.

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kerokreature · 1 year

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Slasher Brainrot and Faux Sympathy

Wowie hi, this popped up and is evicting any other thought in my brain, so ya, have this Below will be some Faux Sympathy lines from Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair and Lester Sinclair from House of Wax 2005, Stu Macher and Billy Loomis as Ghost Face and Rob Zombie’s Michael Myers

All of this is paired with GN!Reader (no pronouns afab body descriptions)

CW: NSFW themes, Gore/Violence Typical with the genre, AFAB body mentions, mild verbal abuse, some less then consensual situations depending on how you look at it

Enjoy

Bo Sinclair

His hands pressed your frame tighter to the chair as he gazed down at you, that damned crooked smile of his playing his features. He watched you sputter, beneath him, blue eyes flicking over your curves.

“Relax now Darlin’, don’t want to have to use the restraints when my hands are nicer.” He chuckled lowly, leaning just closer to your face. He purred in unison with the miserable whine that escaped your lips, fingers tracing up your bare sides. When you tried to pull away again his face soured, patience wearing thin.

“Now sweetheart your fixin’ to make me do something I don’t want to do.” He warned, the gentleness ebbing out of his voice, leaving a sharp edge behind. His brows just started knitting together, his tongue pressing to his cheek as he waited for you to still. You almost had when a pleading sob wracked your frame, his hands tightening, squeezing the bones of your wrists.

His brows shot to his hairline at the miserable yowl you let out as he squeezed tighter.

“Awh Baby.. am I hurting you? Is that too tight?” He asked you, tone thick and heavy with saccharine sweetness. His hands had just started to relax as you started to nod. He blinked, looking down at your shuttering, nude frame, his hickeys and bite marks covering your skin. He looked at the way your thighs pressed together to try and cover your core. As his eyes flicked back up to you he smiled again, something almost kind at first before the corners of his mouth tore into a sneer.

“Shouldn’t be such a fuckin’ brat then.” He scoffed, grabbing both of your bruising wrists in one hand and slamming them above your head. Any hint of sympathy or tenderness had left his voice as he used his other hand to wrench your thighs apart.

Vincent Sinclair

Your whimpers and groans filled the workspace, some almost pornographic while others were pained. You weren’t going to become a sculpture that much was obvious but panic made your heart flicker in your chest like wing beats.

A single blue eye flicked up at you from behind the wax mask, studying your face as wax dripped from the cup onto your breast, missing your nipple just slightly. Vincent tilted his head at the sound that escaped your lips, his shoulders bouncing as a breathy laugh escaped him.

He turned the cup again, wax splashing your sensitive nipples as you let out a sharp cry, your frame shaking on the work bench. Sweat mixed with the oil coating your body as you gave the artist a pleading look. Vincent paid you no mind, cascading a few drops down your stomach, letting it pool in your naval before going back over your thighs.

Each whine and cry was like a symphony and Vincent was swaying to the music. He let wax drip over your sickening core with a hint of a hum. Your sound was something between lewd and pained, your breath picking up. He paused to check on you, wiping his fingers over the tears on your cheeks. His next head tilt was questioning as he soothingly wiped your tears away, setting the cup of wax down on the warmer.

“It hurts…” you whimpered, “please it hurts..” a slight sob left your lips, you knew the wax would be peeled away again, your burns treated with something cold. You simply wanted that to happen already.

Vincent gently rubbed his fingers across your jaw, signing to ask if you wanted to stop, his lone blue eye peering down at you in something like concern. Your miserable whine mixed with the rapid nodding of your head earned a different look however.

Vincent clicked his tongue in triplicate, shaking his head as he grabbed the cup again, spilling more wax across your frame.

Lester Sinclair

The truck rumbled noisily down dirt roads, taking turns that felt too sharp as the old truck accelerated. You whimpered from your spot, pressed to Lester’s thigh and laid out across the bench, your blindfold lifted only enough for you to see his hand resting on the gear shift.

Lester was taking you god knows where at god knows what neck breaking speed at god knows what hour. You’d simply woken up laid across the seats with your face pressed to his thigh, hands bound and eyes covered in what felt to to be silk. Your next little squeal came as the truck rounded another corner, pushing you fully into Lester’s groin.

“Is that my baby I hear whining?” He asked teasingly, taking his hand off the gear shift to stroke your hair. You couldn’t help but relax slightly before He withdrew his hand, shifting gears as he seemed to speed up, rounding another corner and going over what felt like a cattle guard.

“Lester! Slow down! Where are we!?” You asked with a whine, trying to lift your bound hands to move your blind fold before you were stopped.

“Awhhhh..” Lester started softly, condescension lingering on his words like the smoke from his Marlboro red. “Am I scaring you my baby?” He asked lowly.

You let out a whiny ‘Mhmmm’ as you tried to shift again. Lester chuckled, the tone somewhat cruel as he took another sharp corner. “Good. That’s how I want you.”

Stu Macher and Billy Loomis

You let out a lewd whine as Stu pulled you to his chest, his arms locking under and around your shoulders so you couldn’t move, his nose pressing to your hair.

“Shhhh You’re good babe.. getting a little riled up huh?” He asked teasingly, letting out a twisted giggle as Billy tore your shirt up over your chest, smirking at your eager horny grin.

“Looks like Y/N here is getting a little too riled up, huh, Stu? You gonna let them keep being a little slut like that?” He asked menacingly, brandishing his knife towards your bare stomach and gently trailing it down to the hem of your pants, light handed enough not to cut your flesh, smirking when you whimpered.

Stu let out another twisted giggle and rocked you side to side, his laugh only picking up at your miserable horny mewl. God you wanted your pants off, you wanted them to fucking touch you already.

“Awhhhh Are we teasing you too much babe?” Stu asked mockingly, reaching out to trail his fingers over your trembling bottom lip. You let out a miserable whine, nodding as you squirmed against hip, lips parting so you could nipple his finger. Billy grinned salaciously at your pathetic display, bringing the voice Modulator up to his mouth to speak into it.

“Good. We want you fucking soaked.”

Michael Myers

A blood curdling scream echoed through the Myers house as you fought against the wall of a man. He only shook his head as he propped you up, taking a few steps back to stare.

Blonde hair covered most of his face, an orange paper machet mask covering a lot of the rest. He tilted his head to stare at you, blue eyes shining slightly in the low light, watching your nude form as he whined. His arousal was painfully obvious in the jump suit he wore, you couldn’t help but watch the way it twitched through the fabric at the sound of your whining.

“Micheal..” you whimpered, giving him a look that would mimic any puppy dog.

“Micheal you hurt me.” He knelt down, grabbing your arm to look over your bruising wrist. His eyes flicked back up at you as if to ask if that’s what you were whining over. You nodded a little, “Yeah.. right there.” You said, your wrist already red, your shoulder sore from the dragging. He almost seemed apologetic at hurting you and you started to relax.

He grunted, gripping your wrist again and tugging you forward to look down into your eye, letting out something between a grunt and a chuckle when you let out another sharp cry. He pinned you against the wall roughly, staring down at you as you were pressed beneath his warmth.

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the-midnight-slasher-official · 2 years

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SO I READ YOUR LOOMIS AND MACHER FIC WHERE THEYRE TRYNA IMPREGNATE THE READER (brainrot btw omfG ILY AND THE FICS SM !!!) AND I WAS WONDERING, IF THEY DO GET THE READER PREGNANT, HOW R THEY AS PARENTS? like do they fight (in a jkking manner) who’s the dad? what abt monthly check-ups, and etc?

Sure thing! I hope you don't mind HC's

Honestly it would turn into a yandere type situation. They would keep you at home. Your ass ain't going nowhere. They both would be over protective and clingy af.

guess what!? YOUR PREGNANT WITH TWINS! and one twin belongs to Stu and one belongs to billy. how fortunate. Your freaking out, and they're bouncing with joy!

They 100% pay someone to come to the house to give you check ups. Because its quote "too dangerous for you to leave the house."

They cook you homemade meals. NO JUNK FOOD. No alcohol, no cold cuts. no salt. dudes went all out.

Never let you leave the damn bed, without their help.

Never ending arguments about who's going to be a better dad. they literally have arguments about whose baby is going to be stronger and kick the other baby's ass.

Exercise! Just don't leave the house! :) They buy you yoga equipment. They prefer you do yoga since it's a lot more gentle on your body, than full body HIIT workouts. They definitely gawk at you while you're stretching in your yoga positions.

Bombard you with fluids all the time. MUST DRINK WATER!!!! NO COFFEE!

Stu is 100% the type to eat your weird food craving alongside with you while billy watches in disgust. I mean, what's wrong with a little ice cream and pickles ? :/

Stu is 100% the fun one and billy is the bummer. Stu lets you outside, gives you sweets, and food you're craving, behind billy's back.

Billy on the other hand doesn't allow you outside without supervision, and doesn't let you have sweets, and he 100% doesn't give into your cravings.

Box's and box's of baby clothes, formula, bottles, binkies, strollers, toys, and stacks and stacks of books such as "parenting for dummies". These mf's came prepared.

and Stu made a cake for the gender reveal. Billy wanted something simple. they argued but eventually settled on billy's idea. because lets face it. Billy is most fucking terrifying out of the two.

both looked like construction workers as they put together the nursery. walking out covered in paint while they held their paint brushes and power drills.

the babies are born, they will be there for them every single second of the day. You have to pinch stu in order for him to let go of the baby for 5 seconds.

If your boobs are sore, they will feed the babies some formula. and burp them for you.

They have it all covered! if the baby cries at night, they will get up and deal with it, because you need your beauty sleep!!! You would often see Billy rocking gently in the rocking chair with a baby in his arms while he hums softly to them.

They will take the kids to every school event, take them out for ice cream, appreciate them, spoil tf out of them, and cheer them on for their accomplishments. They would 100% strangle other children who made fun of their kids. I also see these two jumping and screaming with joy to cheer their kids on at sport events. Billy and stu would literally stomp on the other dads at the sport events if they talked shit.

The kids will grow up with amazing dads, and mother (you)

They would keep the murdering under wraps. For the children's sake. But overall they are surprisingly pretty good fathers.

#billy loomis #stu macher #slashers #scream #ghostface #billy x reader #stu x reader

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girlbossstumacher · 1 year

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Okay so I made an Au where Billy Loomis had a twin sister(you can check on my tumblr for her if you want and I can even make a thread of her fav things if you want as well)but what about STU MACHER TWIN SISTER?!😀

Ok so like how Bea is besties with Stu, his twin is besties with Billy

Wait okok gotta think of a name (shouldn’t be hard, Stu is by far my fav and I’m super into over analyzing the Macher household circa 1996)

We know that Stu has an older sister, Leslie Macher, so this brings our total to three Macher kids that have all been somewhat neglected to some level. Now, you may be wondering why I think that of Mr. and Mrs. Macher. They leave their, assumed youngest, child Stu all alone in the house while there’s a murderer loose. It’s implied with how much Stu seeks Billy’s validation. I’ve said before that Stu already had underlying problems and would’ve snapped eventually but Billy made him snap even sooner with proposing the idea of murder so soon.

Anyways, back to shitty parents. Despite neglectful, it’s implied that they heavily discipline their children. We see that with Stu’s biggest worry when the cops are called about his murdering isn’t that “oh no, I’m caught” nor does the fact that he’s actively dying even get to the top of his worries. What is his biggest worry? His parents being mad at him, hence his “My parents are gonna be so mad at meeee”

Way too late into this post, let’s figure out a name! I’m not gonna do the naming convention of same letter, instead look too much into the names we do know of the household. Stu and Leslie are both Scottish names, while Macher is a German surname. I’ve decided on Caroline for a few reasons. It’s Scottish, it was somewhat popular in 1978 (the year that Stu would’ve been born and thus his twin sister), and there’s an obvious Carrie reference to be made

TLDR; I look far too into the implications and canon of the Macher household in order to make a hypothetical character out of thin air

(Side note for Sleep: feel free to dm me if you ever wanna brainrot this stuff <33)

#usually I’d call this stuff obvious self inserts #but I do like how it’s not super shippy with our two gay killers #and I do admit that it’s actually kinda fun #it’s also an excuse for me to over analyze Stu Macher #scream #scream 1 #stu macher #billy loomis #ghostface #slashers #scream 1996 #lev.txt

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reconstructs · 1 year

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the absolutely insatiable urge to go apeshit and indulge my horror brainrot and add:

amber freeman

ruby baptiste

amanda young

daniel robitaille (candyman)

stu macher

nancy thompson

jason voorhees

herman carter (the doctor)

#there's more im sure but. brainrot go brrr #OUT.

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