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Housewife

Part - 14

Summery: Billy and Stu have been planning these murders for quite some time. Everything is going to plan until you show up. What happens when they meet someone who is just as mentally deluded as they are?

Pairing: Poly! ghostface x fem!reader

Warnings for this series: ⚠️smut 18+⚠️ murder, blood, smut (will be more in depth on smut chapters), power dynamics, a dash of sexism, knives, stalking, perverse behavior, cheating, homophobic slang, explicit boyxboy, oral (male and fem! receiving), fingering (fem! receiving), the word "rapist" is used once as a joke by Stu way before any smut begins, p in v, safe sex, foul language, voyeurism (?)

Part 1

The car purred as they drove down the highway. You were cuddled up in the back with Stu as Billy drove home. "Do you love me?" The question was so random Billy almost thought he was hearing things. "Huh?" Stu patted your hair as he looked out the window. "It's fine if you don't, I just wanted to know." It wasn't fine if he didn't. Stu knew he loved Billy unconditionally. It was almost obsessive the way he adored that boy. As Stu looked at your sleeping form he started to think about how he felt like he loved you. It wasn't the same sort of love he had for Billy. No, he hadn't known you long enough to feel that way. Stu would kill for you but that didn't mean much coming from him. He knew if a car was coming towards you he'd push you out of the way even if it meant killing him. Was that love or just being suicidal?

Billy looked at his friend in the mirror seeing his gaze focused outside. "Why would you ask that?" Billy wasn't mad or upset by the question just startled. He didn't do feelings. Sure, he had them but he wishes he didn't. They tend to overcomplicate things.

"I don't see how this relationship is going to work out if you don't love me. I've seen the way you look at her. Tonight when we were playing games at the arcade you stared at her like she was the only person on earth. You don't look at me like that. I-I just need to know if it's because I'm not new or you don't love me."

His words were strange to Billy. Never in their expansive time of knowing each other did they have heart to hearts. Billy was raised not to cry and not to reach out. Being upset meant you were acting like a child. "To be honest I don't know." Billy tried to pick his words carefully not because he was trying to manipulate but rather because he was trying to tell the truth. After so many lies he found it hard to understand what the truth was. "You don't know?" Stu couldn't grasp how someone couldn't know if they were in love or not.

"I don't know. I thought I loved Sydney but maybe I did get bored. You know that scares the shit out of me. Getting tired of you and Y/n? What if I wake up one day and the smell of her cooking disgusts me? What- what if I can't stand the sound of your voice anymore? I don't want to lose this. I had the best time of my fucking life tonight but oh it might not matter down the road because I got too comfortable." Billy's hand hit the steering wheel in anger. The more Billy talked the more he pissed himself off. Stu tilted his head like a dog processing everything he just learned. "You love us." Stu said a smile playing at his lips. Billy's face contorted in confusion. He just hit the steering wheel in anger but Stu was in the back seat blushing.

"How do you know?" Billy turned the corner focusing back on the road. "If you're worried about losing us then obviously you love us at least a little bit." Billy doubted it was that simple. Nothing ever was. Stu was always an optimistic person. He thought everything would work out eventually. That's not how life worked. "If you say so." The car pulled into the driveway and then the garage. "She's still asleep should I wake her up?" Billy shook his head. "No she's been taking care of our asses all week she needs the rest. Just pack her upstairs and put her to bed." Stu gently pulled you out of the car carrying you like a bride into the house.

Carefully he made it up the steps watching so he wouldn't accidentally hit your head. He nudged your bedroom door open with his boot trying not to make too much noise. Stu laid you in bed as comfortably as he could. You looked so peaceful to him. He pulled the covers up over you making sure to tuck you in. Stu pressed a kiss to your forehead before he left the room shutting the door behind him.

"She still asleep?" Billy asked as he folded up the basket of laundry you left out. "I thought she was dead for a second." The joke went over Billy's head causing concern. "I'm kidding she's fine. She drools in her sleep." Stu said making Billy laugh. "Did you have fun tonight?" The dark-haired boy was trying to make this work. Stu sat on the couch leaving Billy to fold up clothes. "I had a wonderful time especially since I absolutely demolished your ass in Mortal Kombat." Billy just rolled his eyes telling himself he let his partner win. "You looked good tonight." Stu glanced up in shock. He wasn't the complimenting type and he sure as hell never complimented Stu.

Billy kept his eyes on the clothes not wanting to make eye contact with Stu. This was what actual couples did right? "Thank you." The room was silent. Stu thought of his words before he said them. "You looked handsome tonight too." Handsome. The word made something turn inside Billy. For a second it felt like he couldn't breathe. Maybe he was going to vomit? "Thanks." Was all Billy could come with. It was unbearably awkward but Stu couldn't help but smile. "Do you need help folding? I can't do shirts but I can do pants."

You woke up in a hot sweat. It felt like you had died. If someone asked what year it was you couldn't tell them. The last thing you remember was eating food at a restaurant with Billy and Stu. "Damnit." You rubbed your eyes trying to see in the dark room. The clock said it was 11 o'clock but it felt like you'd been asleep for days. You threw on an unflattering nightgown before you headed downstairs. The boys laughed while watching some loud TV show.

"She's alive!" Stu exclaimed like he was Dr. Frankenstein. "How'd you sleep?" Billy asked looking at your disheveled state. "Water." You rasped walking like the grim reaper over to the sink. Cold tap water seemed to coat your throat helping you wake up just a little bit more. You walked over to the couch throwing yourself on top of the men. "What are you watching?" You asked as Stu giggled at some guy getting hit over the head on screen. "The Monkees! It comes on your old lady channel. I haven't seen it since I was a kid." You looked over at Billy seeing him shrug his shoulders. "He's been laughing for the past 30 minutes."

"You're not hard to please huh?" Stu pinched the tip of your nose. "Obviously not, I'm with you aren't I?" You faked a laugh as you stared at the tv. Stu's hand ran up and down your leg just like it had the first night they came over. His eyes were glued to the TV laughing every time something even remotely funny happened. Billy would chuckle just because his friend was laughing. There was something different between them but you couldn't put your finger on it. The date night you had might've had some effect. All three of you felt closer, it felt more normal if that was even a possibility.

"I think I want to have sex with you two." You blurted making both men freeze. You immediately covered your face regretting speaking. "Like right now?" Stu asked ready to strip. "No, well, oh I don't know." You groaned with embarrassment. Billy stayed quiet letting you say everything you wanted to. You sat up on the couch looking at the two men sitting beside each other. "Couples have sex right?" They nodded in unison. "We're like a couple right?" They nodded even quicker trying to fill in the blanks for you. "So we should have sex-" Stu reached to take off his shirt but you stopped him. "At some point." You finished making the boy frown.

"Why'd you bring this up?" Billy asked. Between you and Stu randomly bringing up touchy subjects he was liable to get whiplash. You rubbed your face with your hands trying to get a grip. "I was just thinking about it. I have been... thinking about it." Stu knew if anyone could overcomplicate sex it'd be you. "Guys I'm scared."

It was the honest truth. You were terrified. "Of what?" The tone Stu had seemed to dismiss whatever emotion you felt. "Nothing it's dumb." You stood up only to be pulled back down by Billy. "No talk to us. What are you scared of?" Billy made demanding eye contact with you just to show he took this conversation seriously this time. "You?" The word came out like a question. That question seemed to negatively affect both boys. Stu was gutted that you were scared of him even worse that it was sex-related. You grabbed Billy and Stu's hands not wanting them to think it was all their fault. "Men in general are scary. I'm not scared of you exactly more of what you could do." That somehow made less sense to them both.

"Stu, do you remember the other night when we were wrestling?" He smiled remembering how funny that whole thing was. "Yeah, I beat your ass." He said proudly. Billy seemed to understand what you were getting at by Stu's response. "I could give it my all and you both could still trap me. I don't stand a chance and it's frightening. What if in the middle of it all you decide to-" Billy moved forward putting both of his hands on your arms. "We would never do that." Stu scoffed sitting up next to you. "Yeah we may be killers but we're not rapists." Billy looked at Stu like he could kill him making the boy sit back and shut up.

"Y/n I'm really trying," Billy spoke as you nodded. "I've noticed." He smiled continuing his speech. "I don't and would never want to hurt you. That night that Stu's place I couldn't put you through that pain." He gestured to your closed-up wound. "I know but I joke around a lot. I say I'm into chains and whips but I'm scared of all of that. I don't want to feel like I'm stuck and with two of you it's pretty damn intimidating." You had got this idea in your head that anything intimate with the men would leave you used and torn apart.

"I joke around like crazy you don't think I'm being serious do you?" Both you and Billy looked at Stu. "Wow tell me what you really think." You laughed making Stu smile at his accomplishment. "Hey." Billy's hand rested on the side of your face pulling your attention back to him. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you. Do you understand?" The words were sharp but they weren't angry. Billy meant what he said. As long as he was living no one would lay a finger on you besides him and Stu. You nodded as he smiled. "Wait so are we sleeping together or?" Stu was just really confused. Before Billy could smack him you stood up. "I'm going to take a shower and freshen up. You two can do whatever you want." Without looking at the men you walked upstairs heading to your bathroom.

Billy jumped off the couch making Stu sit up. "What? What's wrong?" Stu asked looking up at the man. "She said she's going to freshen up." Billy shook his hands for emphasis. He could see Stu simply wasn't getting it. "That's like the universal term for "we're going to have sex." How do you not know that?" Stu stood up a small "pfft" leaving his mouth. "No the universal term for we're going to have sex is "Hey we're going to have sex."" Billy's palm slapped his forehead before dragging down his face. "Listen just go clean up and change I'm going to take care of a couple things." With a nod, Stu went off to his room.

Billy waited on the stairs till he heard the water start to run. Your room was empty but the record you played was loud. The Smashing Pumpkins vinyl spun around letting Billy's favorite song play. He could barely hear you humming the words in the bathroom. You remembered. That fact made his heart seem to swell. It wasn't what you normally listened to. All he heard the past week was what you called "classics." Now there you were in the privacy of your room listening to his favorite album. With a smile, he got to work. The first thing he did was make your bed. Once it was neat he made sure the room looked comfortable. He noticed the candle you had sitting on your dresser. Billy headed downstairs to ask Stu for his lighter.

Stu's bedroom door opened hitting Billy with a cloud of cologne. "Jesus fucking Christ!" The boy cursed waving a hand in front of his face. "Too much?" Stu asked innocently. Billy huffed not having time to deal with him. "She's not going to let you in the room let alone her bed smelling like that." Stu thought he smelt good, you had complimented him on his cologne before. "Change your shirt and pants and air out this damn room." Billy was about to leave before remembering why he came down there in the first place. "Oh, I need your lighter." Stu dug through his dresser tossing the skull-covered lighter to the man. "What do you need that for?" Stu pointed towards the object. "I'm going to light a candle." Stu held up his hand covering his mouth with a laugh. Billy's face dropped at his friend's laughter. "Shut it fuckrag." Billy pointed at Stu but it didn't stop him from laughing.

Upstairs you had already stepped out of the shower pulling the cap off your head. You hung the shower cap up before wrapping a towel around your frame. You didn't know what to expect. Billy's little speech downstairs did wonders for your nerves. Were you still terrified? Yes but for some dumb reason, you trusted them. You had this nagging feeling you'd regret it. You willed yourself to believe in the fantasy land you've created. Sex wasn't something you'd grown accustomed to. That day playing truth or dare barely felt real. There wasn't much emotion behind it just teenage hormones. You weren't upset about it you just hoped this would be different. As your skin dried off you slipped a pair of underwear on covering them with one of Stu's shirts.

Billy sat at the edge of your bed biting his nails. He had to repeatedly tell himself he was trying to be better, to do what you asked. As you walked out of the bathroom he stood up. You could tell he was nervous by the way his eyes darted back and forth between you and the door. "I thought we could talk. You like talks right?" His smile was tight as he raised his eyebrows. You saw your bedroom door was closed completely leaving Stu out of the conversation. "I'm fine with talking but we made it a rule to include everyone when we talked." Billy watched as you walked over to your record player. The way you took care of the fragile vinyl said something about your character, at least he thought it did. "I know but I already asked Stu if it was okay and he said it was."

"I get that but we should have conversations together." Billy grew impatient. "Just!" The word was loud scaring him when he said it. You looked at him waiting for him to fix his tone before speaking to you. "Just.. please? I need to talk to you alone." You put the record on the shelf debating on talking to him in private. Billy was a complicated man. You didn't want to throw away the chance of getting him to open up. "Okay. What do you need to talk about?" You walked over to Billy's side sitting down with him at the foot of the bed. "You want this to be equal. Meaning this is a group effort right?"

"This?" You asked as Billy's leg bounced with anxiety. That little voice in his head told him he couldn't do this. "Sex." Was all he said. "I would like it to be that way, yes. I don't want anyone feeling left out." He nodded understanding what you meant. You couldn't begin to grasp how difficult this conversation was to him.

"Look if you want us to sleep with you that's fine but I don't want this thing me and Stu do to disturb you." His wording was intentional. To him sex with you was normal but sex with Stu was just a "thing." It was shameful to him. "I-I um..." He ran a hand through his hair keeping his eyes on the ground. "I don't want you to look at me differently after this." You didn't know what to say to make it better. There was no easy fix. Billy raised his arms in surprise as you wrapped your arms around him. His arms slowly found their way around you hugging you back. It was comforting. Billy didn't like hugs. This one however made him feel safe. You had him and you weren't letting go. Who he is didn't seem to bother you and knowing that lifted a weight off his shoulders. "Should I let Stu in now?" He spoke gently.

You nodded pulling back from the boy. Billy stood up opening the bedroom door. Stu came tumbling into the room. "I didn't hear anything." He swore picking himself off the ground. "Not for lack of trying." You smiled knowing Stu was eavesdropping. Billy made sure to close the door behind Stu locking it in place. The action wasn't lost on you. Something was different. Billy had no problem with what happened in your living room just weeks ago. The fact he was locking your bedroom door knowing no one else was in the house was odd. It was for security you supposed. The reassurance that no one could walk in. Your curtains were also closed but you knew you left them open just a few hours earlier.

"Here ya go." Stu pitched Billy a small bottle. "What's that?" You asked getting a quick and easy answer from Stu. "Oh, it's lube." He pulled two condoms from his pocket sitting them on your nightstand. You were out of your element. "If you don't want to do this I need you to let me know." Stu said wanting your full consent. This was a first for all of you, he didn't want to mess it up. "I want this, it just feels like you're both prepping for surgery."

Billy held the bottle in tight hands hoping to warm up the cold liquid inside. Stu chuckled finding his spot next to you on the bed. "I get that trust me but none of us here want kids yet and the lube is just to make sure you're comfortable."

Yet. The word pulled at pieces of Billy's brain. The thought of having kids was not something he wanted to worry about right now. With a shake of the head, he walked over to both of you. "Listen, we don't have to do this." Billy still had this unremitting feeling that things would change. You'd see him as some perverted homo and wouldn't want him near you again. He was ashamed of who he was and what he did but if you wanted this he'd do it. Both men looked at you trying to pick up on any signs of hesitation.

Stu was careful about consent the last time anything happened between the three of you. His behavior hadn't changed any. Billy's new behavior was something to get used to. His nail-biting, soft-spoken nature was different than the rude and demanding one you had got to know. "I want to do this but if one of you is uncomfortable we can just go to bed. You don't have to sleep downstairs." The promise of just sleeping next to you was tempting for Billy. He knew this would have to happen sooner or later. "I'm ready whenever you two are." Stu said as he peeled his shirt off. Billy slipped the bottle into his pocket before leaning down to you.

"I need you to say it."

His face was serious but not cold. "Say what?" The air between you two was nearly suffocating. Billy's voice was low as he spoke. "I need you to say you want this, you want me." Billy's hands rubbed the soft skin on your thighs as Stu stripped down to his underwear. You looked at his hands the eye contact quickly becoming intimidating. "I want-"

"Look at me, please." With a shaky breath, you looked back up meeting Billy's eyes. "I need this. I need you, Billy." There it was. That possessive glint you'd seen before. Any minute now he'd be demanding and rough. His lips softly pressed against yours. The kiss was slow and careful. Billy tried to remember the way your lips felt in case you threw him out after tonight. His tongue swiped across your bottom lip signaling your lips to part. Billy pulled away smiling at the love-drunk look on your face. "Let me help with that." Stu helped pull your shirt over your head leaving you in just your panties. "I was right. You look even better out of my shirt." Stu said making your cheeks heat up. Billy's shirt was the next to go. Stu cupped your chin before leaning in to kiss you. It was hungrier than the kiss before.

Billy watched his two partners with some semblance of pride. They were his. For how long he wasn't sure. In the end, it didn't matter because right now in this bedroom, he had them and for some reason, they agreed to have him. Stu squeezed your breast making a small noise leave your lips. Billy went back to work pulling down the fabric that hugged your hips. You raised up just enough to make his job easier. He tossed the underwear in the same spot his shirt had landed.

Stu laid back on the bed taking you with him. For a split second, you forgot Billy was even there. He made his presence known by pressing a kiss to your abdomen. Then another on your hip. Stu broke the kiss watching the scene next to him. You looked down at Billy as he littered your skin with kiss after kiss. He eventually made his way down pressing a kiss on your folds. Stu saw the way your chest jumped ever so slightly. He wondered if he told you how beautiful you were today but even if he did it wasn't nearly enough. As Billy's tongue ran up and down your folds, his eyes flickered up toward Stu. Your soft moans accompanied by Billy's gaze made his cock twitch. Stu picked your hand up moving it where he needed you most. Softly you began rubbing him through his boxers feeling him strain against the fabric. The moan that came from Stu made you continue your movements. It was hard to focus with Billy going at you like a man starved. Billy's eyes would go back and forth mainly focused on the man you helped please.

Being watched stirred something in Stu and Billy noticed. The short-haired boy removed his underwear with haste needing to feel you against his skin. Your hand wrapped perfectly around his cock. The pumps were gentle at first not knowing what Stu liked. His moans and the quiet chant of your name kept your hand moving. Billy pulled your clit between his lips making your back arch off the bed. Stu let out a lustful cry at the feeling of your hand squeezing around him. You didn't mean to do it at first but the new information only helped you tease him. Every few pumps you'd gently squeeze his cock earning a beautiful sound from Stu each time.

Billy's tongue continued its assault as he slowly pushed two fingers into your cunt. Hearing the sounds you made mixed with Stu's was enough to make him cum right then and there. It took everything in him not to. Billy smiled against you feeling your hips try to meet the thrust of his fingers. He doubted you were even aware of what you were doing. Too busy pleasing the man next to you. Your free hand tugged on Billy's hair needing more of him. Billy pulled out his fingers before moving to stand up. You groaned at the loss. With his eyes on you, Billy sucked his fingers clean of your slick even a soft moan could be heard like it was the best thing he's ever tasted.

"We've got to take turns right? Everything has to be fair and equal?" He teased moving in front of Stu. The boy looked at Billy silently asking him if he was sure he wanted to do this. Billy motioned his head upwards telling Stu to sit up. The boy complied sitting on the edge of the bed. You sat up making sure you didn't miss anything. Billy took a deep breath seeing you watch him. He knelt in front of Stu grabbing the man's erection. "Ah!" Stu exclaimed looking down at the man in front of him. With a trained hand, Billy stroked Stu's cock.

You squeezed your thighs together at the sight. Billy leaned forward spitting on the tip letting the liquid run slowly down the veins. Using his hand he pumped Stu's cock the spit making it easier for his hand to slide up and down. He knew what spots to pay attention to. Stu's moans were louder than before. His abs were prominent as his muscles tightened. Billy with a sly grin licked a stripe from the base to the tip. He kept his eyes on Stu not being able to look up at you. Stu turned his head pressing his lips to yours. He moaned into your mouth as Billy wrapped his lips around the tip of his cock. His tongue swirled around making Stu's hips jerk. Stu's breath was uneven as his chest heaved up and down.

"Fuck." Stu cursed against your lips as Billy slid his mouth over the man's length. With a moan, Stu's head fell back leaving you to watch them without interruption. Billy could feel your eyes burn into his skin. That insecurity slowly started to creep back up distracting him from the man under his touch.

Stu grabbed your hand squeezing as his orgasm rapidly approached. "I-I'm going to cum." Stu warned with a whine. Billy continued sucking knowing if he didn't there would be a mess to clean up. His eyes closed tight as Stu cried out. Stu chanted a mixture of your and Billy's names. Billy let Stu ride out his orgasm before he looked to the floor swallowing the evidence of the sinful act. Stu laid back on the bed letting the newfound clarity wash over him. Billy's lips were swollen and his cheeks were red. You'd never seen him look like this until now.

Billy didn't dare look up knowing he'd see the disgust in your eyes. "Billy?" Hearing his name made him feel sick. You waited for him to look at you but he refused. He rubbed his eyes wanting to erase everything that had just happened. Billy looked up immediately apologizing for something he didn't need to. You cut him off grabbing his face and pressing your lips on his. You could taste Stu on his lips and it spurred you on more. Billy was shocked. You broke the kiss to look at him. "I need you." Your hands tugged on the waistband of his jeans greedily. How was he supposed to be calm and careful when you acted like this?

"Say it again." His voice was low and demanding making your cunt throb. "I need you." You happily repeated yourself seeing the way it brought his confidence back. Billy stood up unbuckling his belt right in front of you. You focused on the way his hands pulled the leather off with ease. He grabbed the bottle of lube tossing it on the bed. His jeans were quickly discarded along with his underwear.

You looked at Billy's naked form growing embarrassed by the view. "Baby throw me one of those." Billy pointed towards the condoms. Stu was happy to toss the package over. He was well aware of how hard it was for Billy to do what he did. Stu no longer felt like a dirty secret. You crawled up onto the bed as Billy opened the black wrapper. "Here lift your hips up." Stu grabbed a pillow slipping it between you and the bed. The feeling of your hips in the air was odd but you figured Stu knew what he was doing.

Billy slid the condom over his length with ease. The man debated on asking you once again if you were alright with this. You wiggled your hips impatiently. That small gesture was all Billy needed. Stu grabbed the lube squirting a little in his hand. He kissed your neck as his fingers smeared the jelly over your entrance. Billy crawled on the bed settling between your legs. Stu's eyes watched as Billy lined himself up with your cunt. You closed your eyes scared of the pain you've heard so many people talk about. Stu continued to smother you in affection as Billy slowly pushed into you.

It wasn't near as bad as you expected it to be. You tried not to focus on the stretch as he bottomed out. Billy cursed trying to hold still. "You okay?" Stu asked and you nodded. Billy's hips started to move to find a rhythm you were both comfortable with. Stu wrapped his lips around your nipple getting hit with a feeling of deja vu. Billy held onto your hips as he thrusts into you. He had to remind himself over and over that he needed to be gentle. Stu was used to his partner's fast and rough routine so seeing him struggle was almost humorous.

Your breath hitched as Stu tugged at your breasts. His teeth teased your skin making goosebumps flood your flesh. Billy watched as his partner left small hickies in places no one but the two of them could see. "Faster..." You moaned one hand squeezing Billy's wrist. The man's pace quickened making the sound of skin on skin even louder. It seemed the faster he got the tighter your muscles became. Stu abandoned your side sitting up to kiss the man between your thighs. Billy's free hand wrapped around Stu's throat squeezing just enough to keep him still. You moaned watching the men as Billy's thrusts continued to knock the air out of you. Billy's borderline whimpers did nothing but fuel your arousal. "Don't stop!" You cried out making Billy hold off his orgasm just a little longer.

Both men watched as you came undone around Billy's cock. It was one of the most beautiful things they'd ever seen. Billy's thrusts became rough and erratic as that familiar white-hot pleasure twisted inside of him. With one final thrust, his body trembled. Your name like a prayer was said over and over like it was the only thing he could say. For a brief moment, it was the only word that existed.

You winced as Billy pulled out. Stu fell next to you pressing a kiss to your cheek. "How was it?" He asked knowing the answer from previous experience. Billy tied off the condom before disposing of it in your bathroom. "I can't feel my legs." You giggled making Stu laugh. A warm fuzzy feeling covered your naked body. You weren't sure if it was the sex or the overall love you felt from both men. Stu helped move the pillow out from under your hips. Your legs and arms felt like jelly as you moved to cover yourself underneath the blankets. Stu followed suit huddling up next to your naked frame.

Billy left the bathroom grabbing his underwear from the floor. You groaned as you rolled out of bed needing to use the restroom. "Do you need help?" Billy asked seeing your wobbly legs. "Don't get cocky." You said with a laugh walking toward the bathroom. "I wasn't trying to-" You pressed a kiss to his lips silencing the boy. "I'm just messing with you."

He smiled watching your ass as you walked into the bathroom. The door shut behind you leaving both men to themselves. Stu grinned seeing the look on Billy's face. "You love us." He said feeling that bubbly feeling once again. Billy laughed to himself. "You know, you might be right."

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Part 15

A/N: Sorry that this chapter took so long to unload. Theres some serious character development happening and I wanted to make sure I did the characters justice. Hope you're enjoying the series so far!💕

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Tell Me All About The Dark Places You Hide

➥ in which the reader figures out that their best friends are the infamous Woodsboro Killers and decides to help them rather than turn them in. {ft. stalking, in-depth descriptions of how the reader would murder someone, Billy uses “princess”, reader is a bit insane}

Part Two | Word Count ~ 720 (sorry, this one’s pretty short. The next few parts will be longer — this is more of an intro than an actual part and I was rushing to finish it)

The media you consume is your own responsibility and I will not be held accountable for your choices. I’m not going to block minors from this account, but proceed with caution anyway.

Taglist ~ @wasawattpadkid

It was a normal Friday night for you, some old black and white horror movie on, parents gone, and homework lying forgotten about on the kitchen counter.

The phone behind you rang and you groaned, leaving it for a few moments before getting up to answer. “Who’s this?”

Somebody on the other end — clearly using a voice changer — began speaking. “Do you like scary movies?”

“Eh. I enjoy them but the suspension of disbelief needed for most of them is too much.”

“Oh? What do you mean by that?”

“Well, for one, the way that the killers in a lot of them actually do it is disappointing. They hardly toy with their victims and just straight up kill them. There’s hardly any fear, it’s just a single moment of blood and gore before it’s over.”

Billy grinned underneath his Ghostface mask. “You’re an interesting girl, what’s your name?”

“You don’t need to know that right now. What’s your favorite color?”

Without thinking Billy answered. “Red.”

“Like blood?”

“Sure, princess. Like blood.”

“Princess?”

Billy smirked again. “Well if you’re not going to tell me your name I have to find something to call you. You got a boyfriend?”

“Oh god no. They’re all toxic little shits that don’t know how to act. Besides, it’s too messy to clean up their blood.”

A beat of silence then; “For legal reasons, that was a joke.”

And all of a sudden, you were a much more fascinating person than Billy had ever imagined you would be to him. He wanted to know everything about you, all your strange little habits and personality traits that made you the way you are, your daily schedule, what your blood looked like spilled over his blade and hands.

“Hello?”

“Don’t worry, princess, I’m still here. And I have more questions for you.”

“Well I’m getting kind of sleepy so hurry it up.”

Billy smiled to himself, using his binoculars to glance around your room. You sat up on your bed, playing with something he couldn’t see. You also — he noticed, blood pooling southward — were only wearing an oversized t-shirt.

“What would you do differently as the killer in those movies?” That wasn’t the question you’d expected. Maybe your favorite band or your least favorite food. Maybe your name again. But not how you would commit murder.

You thought for a moment, humming under your breath. “For one thing, I wouldn’t make it so obvious it was me. In a lot of those movies the audience is guessing who it is in the first five minutes. That wouldn’t be me. I’m pretty outgoing and bubbly around my friends anyway, so I wouldn’t really be a suspect. Plus, my friends say I’m wicked smart but no one can tell when they first meet me.”

Billy nodded to himself. That much was true. He would never have expected you, one of his classmates who sits next to him in English, to go so in depth on how not to get caught murdering people.

You kept going. “So I would play that up. Cry at any mention of my dead classmates, but not too much or it’ll get suspicious. I’d keep up the facade of ‘perfect student’ and act disgusted when anyone brings up how I killed them. That alone would help.”

Billy laughed. “You sound like you’ve thought about this a lot.” But secretly he was taking notes.

“Sorry, I get really bored sometimes, and this is just what my mind strays to.”

Really? This is what your sick, twisted mind thought up in your free time? He wondered how many times he’d glanced over at you in English and you were plotting his death, spaced out with a happy smile on your face.

“Keep going, princess.”

“Well that’s just how I wouldn’t get caught. The actual murders themselves I would make as grisly and gory as I could think of so people would think a sweet, innocent, ‘perfect’ girl could never commit them. I would maybe draw satanic symbols on the wall in their blood or something to throw off police. I would only kill crackheads or past criminals so that the police wouldn’t really care very much to solve it. And I would only kill weeks apart so that they don’t feel immediately threatened.”

“Jesus Christ,” Billy was mostly thinking to himself, but still. He was impressed.

He also thought he might be falling in love with you a little bit.

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lexi0widow · 11 months

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Hello hi yes it is me, the 🍋 ;v; sorry if I’m flooding your ask box- but I love your stuff-

could you possibly write Poly!billy and Stu, with a s/o who just needs to be around one of them almost at all times. Like- she just follows them like a lost dog with heart eyes. Absolutely smitten. Loves truck by those two knuckleheads-

she also probably gets easily flustered— and I just KNOW billy and Stu would use that to their advantage-

🍋-

please don’t worry about flooding my ask box i love taking requests!!

POLY GHOSTFACE x READER

I mean can they really blame you for ebung all over them??

LOOK AT THEM

They’re perfect!!

So they’re just talking walking to gym class and you’re just stood between them holding both their hands not even saying anything

And yet you couldn’t be happier

You’re walking your two boyfriends to class even though you were supposed to be in math

on the opposite side of the school-

And when you finally make it you get a kiss from each of them

Is this heaven?

They’re absolutely insane when they’re together

Coming up with crazy ideas for new kills

They hold powerpount presentation nights where they pitch their ideas to you like its a fucking press conference

You love it though

When you’re in school Billy tries to act stone cold

But then you’re at home?

Whole different story

Hes doing a cartwheel on the bed trying to get your attention so he can tell you that dinner is ready

They’re going for a grocery run?

CAN I COME?

Is probably the first thing you say

So whilst Billy is pushing Stu whos in the cart

You’re just stood watching those two goofballs

No sorry

Your two goofballs just do their own thing

And they’re perfect

They treat you well

And they’re not afraid to be themselves

And yet they still dare to ask you how you’re so in love with them

After everything they’ve told you they’re genuinely curious as to how you don’t care

But they’re the only thing that matters

How could yoy not love them?

I hope this was okay my love!! Thank you so much for the request!!

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loveandmurders · 10 months

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Hey I love your writing! Can we get house wife reader with Billy and stu. Where a victim find reader hoping they'd save them and reader ends up killing the victim themselves

Hello darling, thank you so much for your kind words; I'm glad you're enjoying my work <3

And thank you for this cute request, I hope you'll enjoy it as well! <3

NO BLOOD ON MY FLOOR!! (female reader x poly!Ghostface)

Warnings: no proof reading, murders, blood, violence, sexual desires, pissed off reader, murderous reader, reader is wearing a dress and lingerie (no other physical description).

When Billy and Stu told you they were going to bring two victims home to play with them, you quickly told them you didn’t like that plan at all. You were even against it and you warned them you were going to be very mad at them if they still did it.

It wasn’t because you didn’t enjoy them killing people. On the contrary: whenever flash info was talking about all the terrible things Ghostface did, you were all hot and bothered, and you needed the two men to take care of you, as soon as possible, in the most delicious way they knew. No, it wasn’t about that.

And it wasn’t because you were afraid to be hurt either. You knew that Billy would always keep an eye on you to make sure you stay safe and sound. It wouldn’t be the first time that Ghostface was killing someone while you were in the same house or in the same room, so you knew how to behave and they were very attentive to not put you into too much danger. They needed their pretty little wife to be alright anyways. No, it wasn’t about that.

What was bothering you was the blood. You knew that your lovers weren’t the most clean killers in the world because they were playful and sometimes a little bit clumsy and silly (but don’t tell them). And you perfectly knew you would be the one who would clean up the blood and all the stains after their slaughter.

You weren’t a happy bunny about it.

But Billy had already everything planned and Stu was very excited about it, so you knew they wouldn’t listen to your complaint. No matter how much you were going to pout and to sulk away. You even promised yourself to not let them seduce you in bed after the killing… or in the shower as a matter of fact. Actually, you were planning on sleeping on the couch to show them how upset you were with them. Even if it was hard to be mad at them, because Billy was a sweet talker and manipulator and because Stu was an excited puppy who was way too adorable for your own good.

The afternoon of the killing arrived. You had prepared some tea and cookies for the guests, like the good housewife you truly were, despite everything. Stu was chatting around, a hand on your thigh under the table, until he excused himself, saying he needed to check on what Billy was doing. You sighed to yourself as you reached for the security home remote and you turned it on. All the windows and doors were perfectly locked now and metallic curtains lowered down over the possible exits of the house. You liked how safe this installation always made you feel. Your two killers were a little bit paranoid, but you didn’t mind it. And it gave you all the privacy you needed when you were having sexual games… But today it was a bloody one.

The two guests noticed that everything was locked up pretty quickly because of the sound of the curtains. They started to worry, wondering what was going on. They were about to ask you when Ghostface appeared in the room. By the way the man played with the knife, you knew it was Billy. You sat on the kitchen counter so you could watch what was going on without being in the way. The men ran away, as Ghostface followed them without any kind of hurry, knowing they had nowhere to go anyways.

You felt arms wrapping around your waist from behind and you turned your head to find another Ghostface hugging you. You scoffed at Stu and unwrapped his arms from your body.

“Go play now. I’m pissed at the mess you’ll create in my house” you pouted and Stu removed his mask.

“Ah come on, baby girl. We’ll take good care of you tonight… And we both know you enjoy the killings. It has been a while since you have been able to see everything with your own two eyes. Don’t you like that?” he asked while gently kissing your shoulders and neck.

“I like it when it’s in someone’s else house” you replied and you pushed his face away from you “I thought about sleeping on the couch tonight, but maybe I should make you sleep outside actually” you huffed

“We promise we’ll make it up to you, princess” Stu said as he put his mask back on and left the room.

You sighed once again when you heard someone scream in agony at the other side of the house. You just hoped there wouldn’t be any blood on the walls. Because the floor was one thing, but the walls… With the paint and sometimes the wallpaper… Gosh, you knew it would be just impossible to clean up!

You got startled from your own thoughts when one of the guests stumbled inside the room. He was hurt, clenching at his side. He saw you and hope lit up in his eyes. He was certain you were going to help him.

“You need to call the police” he told you as he came closer to you and you simply smiled at him.

“Oh yes, of course” you hummed without moving an inch. You were deep down a little bit annoyed at your boys for leaving a victim so close to you. They really weren’t that careful because it was inside their own house, and it was truly upsetting you, and in a different way that the blood was annoying you.

“Please, please, do something. We need to find a way out of your house… We need to… Why aren’t you scared?” he whispered as he was now leaning against the wall next to you. You hummed in disapproval when you saw blood stains on your floor and walls, but also on the pieces of furniture he leaned on to help himself walk to you. You hated this mess already.

“I really hate that. I’m married to idiots who don’t care about me” you grumbled

“Please, do something!” the man yelled at you, not understanding why you weren’t reacting and what you were talking about. “Ghostface will kill us both” he added, thinking you might not realise the seriousness of the situation.

“No, they won’t” you finally said as you got up. The guest relaxed a little bit, thinking you were now understanding what was going on and that you were going to find a way out of your own house. He frowned when you opened a kitchen drawer and grabbed a long knife from it.

“No, no, we can’t fight” the man reached for you.

“I’m not going to fight, I’m just going to kill you myself” you smiled at him before stabbing him before he could react from your words. He screamed and fell on the ground. He tried to protect himself but you were already straddling him and stabbing him over and over again. You never stopped smiling as you did so. Your dress, skin and hair were covered in blood, as well as your floor and kitchen furniture. But at least you were the one creating the mess and it was making you feel better. A lot of the tensions left your body.

Stu and Billy had finished the other man off and they were wondering where the last one went. They grew concerned when they heard a scream and they started to think that it might have been a mistake to bring them here: they wouldn't forgive themselves if anything happened to you because of their dark hobby and carelessness.

They ran through the whole house; Billy was looking for you and Stu was trying to find the last victim to kill him. They both ended up in the kitchen. And they paused when they saw you.

You were looking like a divinity of death to them. You were leaning against the counter, your arms crossed on your chest. You were covered in red. At your feet, the man was dead, with the knife still piercing through his heart. Blood was leaking from him and you had to sit on the counter to avoid your shoes being also coated in the sticky and red liquid. Billy and Stu removed their masks.

“You killed him?” Billy asked. If you had always been a fan of their work, you had never killed anyone before. No one they knew about at least.

“Nah, he fell on the knife” you rolled your eyes “Yes, I killed him. You both better get rid of the bodies! Right now!” you screamed at them. They exchanged a look and smirked. You were so hot when you were pissed at them, covered in blood.

“A kiss first, baby. And then we’ll even help you with the blood” Billy purred as he walked to you. “Didn’t know red suited you that well either” he hummed as he wrapped an arm around you. You tried to push him away but he was stronger than you. And soon enough Stu was also cornering you.

“Maybe we should help you with your bloody clothes first, darling” Stu added “Because if red suits you, I’m sure that your dress on the ground will look even better” he smirked and you hated how you felt yourself blushing at such raw desire from them.

“I’m still mad at you” you tried to resist.

Billy shushed you before his lips found your neck. He brought you back on the floor, despite the pool of blood at your feet. He pushed you against the nearest wall. Stu followed the movement and he kissed the other side of your neck. Their hands were all over you as they started to undress you. You would have loved to say that you resisted, but you didn’t. You let your head go backward so you gave them more room. You also let your dress fall on the ground. They had a little look at your body and they groaned in want. You were always putting on some cute little lingerie under your outfit, and the boys were never disappointed.

“A shower is mandatory” Billy said as he tugged you

“You’re still sleeping outside tonight. Both of you” you warned them. Then the memory of how upset you were before killing the man hit you. “Hey, you left me alone with the victim. You let him talk to me while you were God knows where. I thought you cared about your wife” you told them as you stopped walking, frowning at them. They exchanged another look.

“I’m truly sorry about that, Y/N. It won’t happen again” Billy promised with sincerity. “Let us take care of you now as a way to apologise for what happened” he continued

“You’ll clean up,” you said. They weren’t too happy about it but they nodded. “And you’ll bring me to a nice restaurant tomorrow evening. I want something romantic” you added because you felt you could get away with absolutely anything at the moment.

Billy wasn’t too impressed but he couldn’t displease his wife any more he already did so he nodded. Stu enjoyed how you were playing them.

“Of course, baby. But first… a shower.”

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coraline-scarlet · 11 months

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Caught in the act || Poly!Ghostface x Reader

Billy Loomis x Reader x Stu Macher

Summary: Randy's sister always have been forbidden territory, but that never stop Billy and Stu from getting what they want.

Warning: dirty talk, oral (m recive), pet names, lil exhibitionism, cursing, sex mentions

Word Count: 1527

A/N: This took me so long to write, but I love every second of it! Anyways, I hope you all enjoy and be prepared because this boys is my new hyperfixation (English is not my first language, so it may contain grammatical errors)

(̶T̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶g̶i̶f̶ ̶d̶o̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶ ̶b̶e̶l̶o̶n̶g̶s̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶m̶e̶,̶ ̶a̶l̶l̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶c̶r̶e̶d̶i̶t̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶c̶r̶e̶a̶t̶o̶r̶)̶

Y/N Meeks, known as the Randy's twin (or more commonly as the hot Meeks). Even though they were twins, they never had been too close. It always seems that they have a strange thing between them. Although they're siblings and love each other, they just weren't too close. It is the way it is.

This didn't change their friends. The group was completely made by The Meeks twins, Tatum and Sidney, Billy and Stu. It had been this way since early high school.

In the group (the boys part), always had an unannounced rule. Randy's sister is out off the game. Randy made it clear since when they first became friends. But Stu, and mainly Billy, never wanted to follow this rule. And today was the proof of it.

And all this brings us for today. You ended up in the same group for a biology project as Billy and Stu, so you three decided to do it in your house. That wasn't a problem for you, and the reason was because you have been having a thing with those boys in the last months. You always find them hot and all but never thought that this could ever pass the crush line, but suddenly one day they both showed you the same interest, when that happened you couldn't say no.

It all started six months ago, when Billy finally decided to totally ignore Randy and just follow his wants. Stu always has noticed Billy's passion (obsession) in the Meeks girl, and after observing Y/N to see what makes his best friends feel like that, he totally understood. Something in the way she smiled, or how she simply ignores all the idiots comments with just an eye roll, the way her hair moved, her voice, simply her, was completely mesmerizing. After a few months from the realization, they decided something. That perfect girl have to belong to them, no matter what.

So here you are, doing some idiot biology group work with the guys you have been kissing (fucking) secretly the last 6 months. With only you three in the house, is kinda obvious that biology would turn in another thing.

"She looks so pretty down there." You can hear Stu voice saying excitedly, followed by his typical laugh.

"She looks like a doll using her mouth for something useful." Billy's voice is more husky, with a deep sigh due to the pleasure he was feeling.

In the last few weeks, you ended up not having any time alone with your boys, and that made you three very sexualy frustrated persons. And feeling as if you didn't get enough attention, you have decided to do some revenge. Using the clothes you know they like, whispering dirty things in their ears in front of everyone, and as Stu said, "acting like a flirt." The same boy had the ideia to put you here now, under the table with Billy's dick in your mouth.

The table was covered with a cloth that only could show your feet, so you just could be seen from when Billy pulled up the cloth to see your working in his cock. You can see the smirk printed in his face, his dark eyes looking at you with hunger. His stare gives you shiver that goes straight to your pussy.

You can see a little bit of Stu beside Billy, his hand jerking off his big dick with that idiot ear-to-ear smile that he always has. That scene makes your mouth salivate. Looking again at Billy's face, you're contemplating by his pleased expression, and you can't stop staring him.

"You're giving me some doe eyes, uh? Such a cock slut, aren't you?" He pulled your hair as he pushed your head lower on his member, making his cock go deeper in your throat. Your hands hold his thighs, squeezing the muscle covered by the jeans when you start to choke. But Billy continues to hold your head down for some seconds until finally let you go up.

"Man she's such a view!" You hear Stu moan as he says it. You can't stop smiling as you rest your head in Billy's lap, breathing a little before go back to his dick, but your hand never stopping to move in his member.

"Wanna test it?" Billy say now looking at Stu. The boy never would regret it.

With a little slap in your cheek, he send you for the other side of the table, when now Stu has sat. You immediately take his member with your hands, he was huge, more than Billy, just a little lass thick. You start your job when you hear the nock from the front door.

Gasping, you try to take his dick of your mouth but Billy's voice stops you. "You will keep him in your mouth. If you can suck his cock silently while we take care of it, you will have a gift in the end."

He was looking at you beside Stu, his order making your pussy melt even more. Obediently, you do it. Stu squirm inside your mouth, his hand affectionately passing through your hair. The idea of being caught makes you rub your thighs, looking for friction.

Sitting back in his seat, Billy makes sure to hide you, making it look like he and Stu are only sitting at the table with your studying stuff waiting for you.

"Hey guys, what're you doing here?" You hear Randy's voice as you continue to suck Stu.

"Biology project, man." Billy responds.

Randy only nods and walks to the fridge. All of you are in the kitchen table. He takes a can of soda, opening and turning to see the boys as he talks.

"So... Where's Y/N?" With that question, Stu pushes deeper into your mouth.

"Bathroom." Is the only thing Stu says. The room remains in silent until Randy start walking through.

"Okay. I'm leaving, have a... good study?" He start passing the room. It's only then you finally can breath, taking his dick out of your mouth. That situation makes you nervous, but something in the ideia of it is exciting.

"Oh, I forgot something!" You freeze when Randy's voice is return. "Wait, what she doing down there?" He asks as he stop walking.

You look down and see the gap in the cloth that allows you to see your feet. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Nobody says anything.

"What she hiding for?" His voice is closer, and you can now see his feet. Then he starts pulling up the cloth, and you can't even breathe.

"What are you hiding for..." Now you can see your brother's face. Everyone is freezes for a second as you stare at Randy in shock.

"Shit!" It's Billy voice who breaks the moment, and then you immediately start walking off the table, as the boys are closing their jeans and getting up, all this so fast.

"You're kidding me?!" Is Randy's first reaction. When you're finally up, you see his face.

"My sister? In my house? In front of me?!" In each sentence, his voice get even more loud.

"Hey, man, it is not that deep..." Stu said, but the anger in Randy's eyes shows this is not the moment.

"Is not that deep?!" He walks slowly to Stu. "I'm gonna kill you!"

"Fuck!" Is the only thing Stu can say before everything start ruin.

Randy start to run after Stu as the boy tries to escape, and they run around the table. You scream, trying to stop Randy as Billy take their stuff quickly. Stu is running all over the house, as Randy is right behind him in screaming with killer eyes.

"Let's go!" Billy says, pushing you to the front door. "Stu!" You call, holding the door for him. And when you three are outside, you close the door in Randy's face.

All of you immediately run to the car. When the last door is closed and locked, its the exact moment Randy tries to open it.

"GO, GO, GO!" Stu shouts to Billy, who speeds up, driving away.

When you reach a safe distance, Stu starts laughing nervously. "Shit! That was insane!"

Sitting in the backseat, you look at him. "Stu, that's not the moment!" You scold him.

"No baby, Stu is right, that was insane!" Billy agrees. "But you know what? In the end, that's all for good."

"What?!" You look at Billy in disbelief. He stares back at you through the rearview mirror before saying.

"Yeah, Baby! That means we don't have to hide this anymore." You start to think abouti, and then it hits you.

"Really?" You look at him, and Stu moves on the seat so he can see you and hold your hand.

"Yes, now we can show to everyone who you belong to!" Stu smiles at you and leans in, placing a quick kiss on your lips.

You can only smile with the idea of them finally being yours. "But what about Randy and the girls?"

"They can handle it." Billy smiles to you in response. "So what do you say, Y/N? Will you date us?"

You hold Stu's hands more tightly as you keep smiling to Billy. "I'd love to!"

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rosemarycovet · 8 months

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i’m the girl next door - billy loomis x stu macher x reader

Billy walked into stu’s house and into his dining room that’s when he sees you sitting at the dining table eating ramen and drinking your third carpisun

while you listen to music on stu’s walkman

you looked up at billy then back down slurping your noodles not really acknowledging billy

‘who the fuck are you’ billy thought to himself

“stu,who’s that girl down stairs eating?”

“oh that’s (y/n/n)”

“who?”billy said bluntly like he supposed to know who you are

“she’s the girl next door” stu said with a grin

you and stu had met not that long ago probably a year ago

you had recently just started living next door to him

You didn’t go as the same school as him and billy though

you and stu bonded over horror movies,music,and having the same humor

you guys spent hours in either stu’s room,your room,on the porch,or on the roof talking never getting bored of each other you guys could spend forever listening to each other

stu’s favorite moments with you is when either one of you guys snuck into each other room at night falling asleep snuggling up each other as a horror movie or a record player played in the background

your favorite moments with stu is when stu would get your old red maroon bike out and ride around the neighborhood with either one of you being in the back you mostly liked when you were the one steering the bike and stu held onto your waist leaning his head on your shoulder as he whispered jokes in your ear

you guys never really asked each other out you guys just started dating he never asked if you wanted to be his Girlfriend it just felt like you already were

one time when you guys were at a record store an elderly lady asked if you guys were on a date you smiled and stu replied with

“yeah me and my lovely girlfriend are looking for new records” as he held your hand you gushed over the word ‘girlfriend’ because you guys never really brought it up and stu didn’t even mean it in a teasingly joking way he actually meant you were his girlfriend

Billy now kinda knew you and stu were a thing and he would get jealous frequently of both of you

he had came to visit stu to hang out

when billy had enter stu’s room he saw you laying your head on stu’s lap as you guys went over your flash cards

Billy envy you

billy didn’t know if he wanted to be you or stu or be with you guys

“oh hey billy boy” stu said playfully with a smirk on his face

stu quickly got up as you lifted your head off his lap going

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you rode your red maroon bike to the vhs store to rent new horror movies right when you walked in you went straight to the horror section that’s when you saw billy holding psycho and halloween in his hands as he continued eyeing the movies you came up to him and said hi he gave a quiet hi back at first it was a bit awkward that’s when you confronted him

“I know you like stu..and not in a friendly way”

billy quickly shot his eyes at you glaring at you he was about to deny you,lash out on you,calling you stupid and crazy until you reassured him it was okay and that stu also had feelings for him not just stu but also you

Billy was a bit taken back by your words he was surprised

You two had quickly bonded over horror movies you even made him let out a laugh at one of your jokes

as you guys rented your movies and left you asked billy if he wanted to come over to stu’s with you he accepted and rode you back with your bike on the back of his car

You guys stopped at the gas station picking up a whole bunch of snacks

on the car ride to stu. billy got to know more about you he really liked your personality and interest.your jokes also made him laugh you were funny but not in a ‘annoying’ stu way

maybe you weren’t that bad after all

stu was surprised to see billy with you when he opened his door but was glad and excited

all three of you guys talked about your feelings for each others as halloween played in the background .stu was very more then happy ,billy jealousy had left he was relieved and you’re heart was melting

stu was happy that billy gave you a chance and that you guys got along so well

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you and billy were spending the night at stu’s house binge watching horror movies as it was blue hour outside

you laid your head on billys lap and your legs on stu’s lap as he playfully pretended to bite your toes

you playfully hit stu on his head with your foot as all three of you played kiss,marry,kill with slasher

stu kept laughing at the slashers you kept choosing as billy kept rolling his eyes

you laughed at Billy’s reaction when suddenly one of your favorite songs started playing stu eyes lit up as you both got up and started dancing billy just watched as you begged for him to get up

eventually he got up and started dancing with you and stu as all three of you laughed

#Spotify #billy loomis x reader #stu matcher x you #billy loomis #stu matcher x reader #stu macher #poly ghostface x reader

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jessicascharacterbananza · 8 months

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More important than me? Pt2.

“Pardon” Billy questions.

You take a sharp breath in, not meaning to say that out loud. Truth was however that you were feeling like second choice, as though their plans were more important then your relationship. And it hurt, a lot.

“Nothing, I didn’t say anything,” you mumble avoiding looking up to meet their pressing gazes.

“Don’t lie to us pumpkin, you know what happens when you lie,” Stu says lifting you your chin with his fingers, forcing you to meet his gaze.

You did know what happened and you would hate to relive the memory. They had rules and lying was at the top of the list as the worst thing you could do. The punishment for it matched the level they viewed as an extreme betrayal.

“It doesn’t matter, enjoy your night I’ll probably be asleep once you’re back.” you say and turn to leave the kitchen.

As you try to get around Billy he’s grabs your arm and turns you back to face him. Looking into your eyes, you’re sure he can see the hint of sadness that hides behind them. He moves you backwards slowly, you’re back reaching the wall behind you.

“Are you jealous baby?” Billy questions as Stu comes up behind him. Your breathing hitches and heart beats faster. Billy’s front presses into you, forcing your focus onto them and only them.

“What would I be jealous of?” you whisper letting out a false chuckle at attempt to rid of the tension building in the room.

“Do you need more attention pumpkin, is that what your acting so needy?” Stu laughs behind Billy, poking out his tongue.

“Oh baby, is that why your acting like this, you want us to stay home and play happy families with you?” Billy mocks.

They were toying with you. Pushing your buttons and waiting for you to crack. They nearly always won.

“No, I’m fine,” you say ducking under Billy’s arm and finally making it out of the kitchen.

“Don’t run from us pumpkin, if you want us to stay you only need to say it,” Stu says quickly catching up to you and wrapping his arm around you shoulder, stopping you from escaping up the stairs.

Sighing you lean back into Stu slightly. They were intoxicating. So keen to overtake your mind and make you fall for them more each day. But you allowed them to do just that. You allowed them to win, again.

Turning around to face them both you give in.

“Please stay with me tonight,” you whimper, placing your forehead on Stu’s chest.

“Okay, we’ll stay” Billy says, waking past you to get changed. Stu moves away from you to follow him up the stairs.

God they killed you a little bit each day. But god did they save you each day too. You didn’t want it to end, you and them. It would kill you.

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Part 2 is here, hope you enjoy it!!

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cupids-scream-queen · 6 months

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A Little Murderess °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･❀*❀

❀female!murderer!reader x poly!ghostface❀

Part 2// 1.6k words

-> Part 1

Warnings: slightly graphic murder, stalking, alcoholic mother, ghostface thingz

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･❀*ੈ✩‧₊˚⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Summary: You've just moved to a new town after the death of your little brother and stepfather with your mother. You're not ashamed of what you do to cope with the deaths; especially when you make two new friends who you might have more in common with than you thought...

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･❀*ੈ✩‧₊˚⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

You slept well. That was something that surprised you, especially when you remembered the strange phone call you received right before you went to bed. The chilling feeling of being watched went away, now replaced with annoyance as your mother asked if you could help her unpack—if you could call it helping. You were doing the majority of the work, your mother laying on the couch with a blanket on her, ordering you to put things in places and organize.

“Put that—no, not there. In that drawer,” She pointed at the teapot you had in your hands, motioning for it to go in the drawer. “You’re fucking useless.”

“Do it yourself, then,” You murmured, but didn’t bother to say louder. Your mother wasn’t herself since the killings, and you weren’t entirely yourself, either. If she was going to be a lazy ass, you at least got to be left alone at night. That was something you relished.

“I’m going to take a nap,” Your mother announced, shifting herself on the couch to get more comfortable. “Take a break.” Grateful, you put the teapot on the countertop, and rushed upstairs to your room. You wanted to finish unpacking your own belongings, and then scout the area for more potential targets.

You opened the door to your room, where you were greeted with two things that definitely weren’t yours: a note stabbed on the wall with a butterfly knife. Nervously chuckling, you went over and took the knife and the note off the wall, admiring how deep the knife cut through. The note was written in red pen, the letters hastily scribbled out:

Welcome to Woodsboro, the last place you’ll ever live.

How cute. The guy on the telephone was definitely aware of where you lived, and aware of your tendency to collect sharp things. You looked at the black butterfly knife, admiring how sharp the blade was. It was either a warning or a gift—you chose to think of it as the latter.

As if on cue, the phone rang. Not wanting to hear the complaints of your mother, you answered it quickly. The silence from the other end was unnerving.

“Hola?” You chirped, the word coming out in the form of a question. Fuck. You definitely sounded more afraid than you would’ve liked—especially knowing that the person calling was most likely watching you.

“When will you go to school?” The voice asked, and you chuckled a bit.

“Whenever I feel like it,” You answered. “When will you go to school?”

“Whenever I feel like it,” The voice repeated, a dark laugh coming from the phone. “Did you like my present?”

“Yes, it’s very lovely,” You said, running the blade along your arm. You could feel it cut the tiny hairs off. “It’s very sharp.”

“Only the best for the Knife Girl,” The voice said, and you could’ve sworn you heard two sets of breathing. You shook that part off as paranoia.

“Wonderful, you’ve got a little nickname for me now?” You joked, waving out the window. “You have my number, you have my address, and now you’ve got a nickname for me. If I didn’t know you, and I don’t, I’d say someone’s got a little crush.”

“Watch it,” The voice spat, and your blood ran cold as you realized you struck a nerve with the Mystery Man. “You’re just a fucking game, and if you’re any fun, you’ll last longer than the rest of them did.” Oh, fuck. One serial killer met another serial killer, and your place as the predator recently shifted down another ring on the chain.

“Aw, I’m not the only girl?” You asked, and the line went dead. You tried to keep your mind away from the phone, and decided there was only one way to deal with it.

You were going to go out tonight.

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It wasn’t long before your mother was asleep for the night, and you went downstairs, dressed in the now familiar clothing you wore for your nights—black hoodie, black sweatpants, and a hat. Your hair tied up, your chest binded down, you passed for a teenage boy; which was the look you were going for. You scribbled a note and left it on the table, a lame excuse of needing to go to the store. Your mother was stupid when she was drunk or hungover, and you were going to exploit that tonight. You were tired of feeling like you were in danger with the Mystery Man—now it was your turn to make someone else feel like they’re in danger.

You decided to take your mother’s car this time—perhaps it was to change up the car of the killer, you didn’t know. It was mostly convenience, you didn’t feel like walking to your car, which was parked outside of the garage. The map of the area was still in your bag, and you took it out to reveal your neat little red lines and circles of places where people—typically homeless, though sometimes you’d find yourself targeting well-dressed older gentlemen—gathered, noting when the areas were busy. You frequently found yourself going back to the place just two miles away from Woodsboro—and you found yourself driving there tonight.

You parked your car two blocks away from your intended target area, your bowie knife joined by the new butterfly. You walked, your pace slow. Intentional. You felt in your element again, you felt in control. Something that you always had to be, even if you knew it was impossible sometimes. You looked around, noticing the lack of people, and you continued until you reached the Spot, as you christened it.

The Spot was an area that usually had one or two people, and it was becoming your favorite spot to kill. You started to stalk your victim, a woman dressed in very little clothing. You figured she was a prostitute, someone that the cops wouldn’t be inclined to care about if she wound up dead. You decided you’d take your chances on her.

“Hi!” You greeted her, your voice laced with friendliness. “I need help with directions—I’m new here. You wouldn’t happen to know where Walmart is, would you?” The woman looked at you, a cigarette hanging out of her mouth and heavy makeup smudged on her lips. She took a long drag from the cigarette before taking it out of her mouth with her splotchy fingers.

“No,” She said, the word echoing in the streets. She pissed you off. A mistake on her part, you figured. You were going to go easy on her, now you were just going to make it painful.

She didn’t have time to react. You figured she must’ve had other things to smoke that night, because she didn’t put up much of a fight. You slashed her neck first, and she screamed, but it wasn’t like anybody was going to hear her. If they did, you doubted anything would happen. You cut her tongue out. Her ears. You slashed your way across her body, blood spilling everywhere. You called her things—terrible things, that you wished you could call your mother. You felt like you were abandoned, and this woman was going to get that anger taken out on her.

You used the butterfly knife, the sharpened blade cutting through her skin like butter. It wasn’t nearly as nice as the bowie, but you still appreciated the way the skin parted under it, like the red sea. You felt in control again. The Mystery Man on the telephone was gone, replaced by the euphoria you so loved to feel after the kill. You decided to carve two hearts in her cheeks, just as you did previously with the homeless man—and you did one final act of brutality against her—you cut her throat out.

“Smoking’s bad for you,” You tell her, and you smile as you clean the blood off your blade with the little fabric of her skirt. “You really should stop with nasty habits.” You walked back to your car, your head clear once more, your mind fully in control of your emotions.

•❃°•°❀°•°❃•

You made it home, your clothing reeking of blood and smoke and all sorts of nasty things. You huff in annoyance—you hated doing laundry, but you hated the idea of your mother finding your hobby more. You went inside the house, your mother still asleep on the couch where you left her. As if somebody was watching you the entire time, the phone rang.

“You were busy tonight, Knife Girl,” The voice on the phone said, laughing. You raised an eyebrow. No way did someone watch you murder someone in cold blood and prank call you about it. “Your technique is strange, but effective.”

“Oh, piss off,” You said, getting annoyed at the Mystery Man. “You ain’t doing shit to me.”

“Watch it, I know who you are and who you murdered,” The voice said. “You’re lucky I’m interested in playing this little game. You’re a strange target.”

“Murder me, I murder you,” You huffed, going upstairs to the bathroom. You took the knives out of the bag, and put them in the sink. You started to fill it with water.

“You’ve got spunk, I’ll give you that. Do you think you can defeat Ghostface?” The voice on the telephone started to laugh maniacally. You joined in, your insides churning with anticipation.

“Depends. Do you think I like playing with knives?” You answered, and immediately cringed at your comeback. It was not your best work.

“See you at school, Knife Girl,” Well, shit. You just met a new classmate. How groovy. The line went dead, and you shuddered and continued cleaning your knives, your mind no longer clear from your little session earlier.

It made you angry more than anything that some Ghostface kid was calling you, and even more anxious that he clearly knew who you were. But some part of you knew you weren’t in danger. He called you a game. And if there’s one thing about games, was that you play them—and you were about to give Ghostface one hell of a game.

Enjoy my writing? Please like, reblog, or follow me! The support is super encouraging, especially since I'm going to make this a longer fic and post nearly daily 💕

-> Part 3

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yoongis-black-grilfriend · 2 years

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KINKTOBER AND 500 FOLLOWER CELEBRATION

First off I want to say thank you guys so much for 500 followers I have never expected this and I really appreciate you guys so much!

With that being said I wanted to do something for you guys for the month of October 💖

So each week I will be writing one blurb and one imagine about two different people.

Warning most of these will be smutty and will contain dark content so please beware of that my loves.

Week 1- Jack Harlow (Musician)/ (Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)

FINISHED

Week 2- Elvis (Austin! Elvis) / Joe Goldberg (You)

FINISHED

Week 3- Billy Loomis and Stu Macher (Scream)

FINISHED

Week 4- Marauders

FINISHED

Since I already have ideas for the imagines you can send in Ideas for the blurbs!

For example Jack Harlow and Eddie Munson are going to be in the first week you guys can send in something like this

“Jack Harlow + breeding” and something that you might want them or the reader to say in the blurb you can add as many concepts and kinks as you want.

PLEASE do not be shy I want this to be as interactive as it can be. If you don’t feel comfortable commenting or requesting than you are free to inbox me whenever <3

If there is no feedback regarding the blurbs then I’m probably not going to do them (I’m not being mean Im just want you guys to have a say in what you want and plus I think this will be fun!)

These are all think kinks that I’m doing and what you guys can choose from

Please add feedback to this post I want to make sure this something you guys actually want so leave comments, reblogs or a like.

AND THANK YOU FOR 500 FOLLOWERS AGAIN I LOVE YOU GUYS 😭💖🫶🏾.

GET READY FOR A SPOOKY KINKTOBER 😈👻

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Pumpkins Please Billy Loomis x Stu Marcher x reader

Pumpkins Please Billy x Reader x Stu

Word count: 1397

Time it Took me: 1 hours 30 mins

To my loves: It was so obvious that stu and billy would win for our celebration of 300 followers! I wrote it that same night so I've had it in my drafts for 6 days now. I was thinking if I should wait till the poll ended but we reached over 300 followers before it even did, So here you go loves! Enjoy! Thank you for the support. It makes me so happy you guys enjoy my writing as it is all I want to do in life.

Love <3

“I wanna carve a pumpkin.” You pouted.

“Why don’t we just crave someone up instead.” Billy smirked playing with the tip of his knife.

“I already have the pumpkins at my house. You wanna carve em here or there?” Stu said dropping himself on the bed making you and Billy shake with the bed.

“You didn’t tell me you bought pumpkins.” Billy said, narrowing his eyes at Stu.

“Do I have to tell you everything?” Stu laughed out.

“Yes.” You and Billy said in unison.

Stu started to laugh but slowly stopped when he realized you and Billy were not joking.

“I just thought I should have them at the house since you know it is halloween. You know our favorite holiday.” Stu said, looking in between you and Billy.

“It’s not my favorite holiday mine is-”

“Christmas.” The two boys groaned, making you smile.

“The moment September 1st came along you were running around here yelling out ‘It’s christmas!’” Billy mocked you but you could see the slight smile in his cheeks as he recalled the memory.

“It’s a lovely holiday, what can I say?” You smiled rubbing your socks together.

Billy stroked the sides of your waist with his knife sending a shiver down your spine. He did this often. To both you and Stu. Still would often get cut most of the time cause he'd always laugh or move too much. But you trusted Billy to never leave a mark on you and he never did. Never has.

Billy had three favorite things. His knives. His girl. And his best friend.

“Do we have to go to school tomorrow?” You questioned as Stu rubbed your legs while he stared up at the ceiling.

“You wanna skip again? Something on your mind, pretty girl?” Stu questioned.

“Is someone bothering you? I can handle that, you know.” Billy said with stern eyes as he watched you respond.

“No no none of that I’m fine and no ones bothering me. I just don’t want to go and talk to people you know?” You said, stressed by the thought of even being in that building.

“When do your parents get back in town?” Billy asked, putting his knife on your nightstand after taking one last long drag against your skin that sent tingles throughout your body.

Your parents had left for a business trip so you invited your two boyfriends to keep you company because why not? They weren’t doing anything before you called anyways.

“Sometime next week. It might get extended depending on some things. They told me I could go with them as always but I wanted to stay.” You said snuggling into Billy’s side.

“I would’ve left. No school and a free trip as a replacement sounds fun right about now.” Stu said, making you smile knowing that he wouldn’t just leave. He’d make sure that you and Billy were able to come as well. No matter if he wanted to admit it or not Stu couldn’t live without Billy nor you.

Looking up at Billy who had his eyes closed you know he couldn’t live without you or Stu also. He wouldn’t admit it but he shows his love in crazy ways. Rather that’s spray painting the sides of buildings to pulling pranks on literally anybody to actual crimes. Billy has killed for you and Stu. If someone hurt one of you two you either never saw them again or saw them in the news the next day. Same if it was reversed with Stu but Stu doesn’t really clean his tracks very well so it’s mostly just Billy.

You wondered if loving them made you a bad person. You wondered if keeping their victims a secret made you a murder. You wondered if not feeling a drop of remorse made it seem like you have the knife in your hand.

But at the end of the day you didn’t really care because at the end of these dark sad thoughts all you saw was Billy and Stu. The two crazy boys who were in love with you. The two boys who showed you the world and would kill anyone who got in the way of your happy fairytale. You just prayed that they wouldn’t be the one to ruin your love story.

You woke up the next morning feeling relaxed and refreshed. This made you just up and check the time. 1:24 pm. Shit you thought I missed damn near all of school. Rubbing your eyes you noticed that your bed was empty. Where did they go? Getting out of your bed you walked downstairs. Hearing voices, you followed them to the kitchen.

“Dumbass! the butter goes first, did you not read the box?” Billy snapped hitting Stu in the back of his head with said box.

“You didn’t say that!” Stu said, trying to defend himself as he wiped his cheek leaving some flour in its place making you smile.

“Maybe if you looked at the box I wouldn’t have to say it!” Billy fussed back. Stu opened his mouth to say something but that's when you decided to make yourself known.

“So are you two gonna bicker all day or tell me what you're doing?” You questioned walking fully into the kitchen.

“Baking you some cookies. Again..” Stu said, making you frown your eyebrows.

“Again?” You questioned.

“Stu burned the first batch.” Billy said, rolling his eyes.

“I did not! They just cooked a little bit longer than the rest.” Stu finished.

“Burnt.” You and Billy said in unison. That was happening a lot more often than usual.

“We just wanted to do something nice for you before you woke up.” Stu said sneezing all over the batter when he rubbed flour on his face.

“What the fuck Stu!” Billy yelled while you just turned your nose up at the fact that he just sneezed on the batter.

“It’s fine. I’m not hungry. Like at all. I just wanna carve pumpkins okay? That’s it.” You said shifting your eyes between Billy and Stu.

“I’ll go get the pumpkins then.” Stu said starting to move, making you and Billy scream out ‘No!’.

“No! I’ll do it, just stay here.” Billy said, shaking his head as he walked past you but not before giving you your ‘morning kiss’.

“You keep touching me I’m gonna throw pumpkin guts all over you.” You yelled out. Stu’s elbow kept touching yours as he attempted to show you how to carve your pumpkin.

“I’m trying to help you! You're doing it all wrong, trust me I do pumpkins.” Stu stated as if he was some kind of Pumpkin master.

“You do pumpkins?” You laughed out, tightening the grip on the knife in your hand.

“Shut up if I did you’d be jealous of the pumpkin.” Stu said, rolling his eyes.

“As if, Who wants to sleep with you?” You questioned going back to cutting your pumpkin.

“You!” Stu said laughing as if that was the funniest thing in the world.

“Only on holidays.. Billy gets Monday through friday.” You said poking your tongue out at Stu to which he leaned in and bit your tongue making you jump back squealing in surprise.

“Good thing Halloween is coming up.” Stu grinned.

“Billy, he bit me!” You pointed at Stu with the knife in your hand. Billy pointed down to your pumpkin that was hanging on for dear life.

“You need help, you keep cutting it like that there's not gonna be any pumpkin left.” Billy said, smirking, making Stu laugh.

“Shut up, it's perfectly fine.” You said going back to cutting pieces of the pumpkin.

“As if.” Stu snickered, earning a handful of pumpkin guts to the face.

“Hey!” Stu yelled out.

“That’s what you get your lucky I didn’t throw the whole pumpkin!” You yelled.

“What pumpkin?!” Stu yelled back making you gasp.

“Billy!” You yelled.

“God.” Billy said, holding his head in his hands still with the knife in his hand. All he could hear was you two fighting with each other

He was in for a long bumpy ride if he wanted to be with you two forever. But watching the two of the most important people in his life bicker made him realize that he would kill any bump in that road to make them happy.

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roadkillremi · 1 year

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MasterList

Warning : Violence, Blood, Killing, Mentions of Sex drugs and Drinking, Underage Drinking, degrading, Abuse, Language, Toxic Relationship (If I miss any please let me know!)

I do NOT support killing or Toxic Relationships or Abusive Relationships! If this is happening to you or a loved one seeks help ASAP!

Summary : Being childhood friends with Billy Loomis wasn't always easy. As you got older he demanded revenge and that you helped him. (He may have manipulated you along the way). After helping kill Sydney's mother you refused to help anymore. Billy and Stu forced you to stay due to blackmail causing you to be in a toxic secret relationship.

"Yeah, I'm great."

You took Randy's beer from his hand taking a sip. He didnt mind, he was to entranced with the movie.

"Oh, come on! She's not even following the rules!" He yelled out throwing some popcorn towards the TV.

"What?" Some girl laughed out confused. You sigh, "here we go.." Randy grabbed your hips lifting you off his lap for him to stand up. He got Infront of TV blocking the view of the movie.

"There are certain rules one must abide by in order to successfully live in a horror movie. For instance, Number one ; You can never have sex!"

The crowd of teenagers Boo'd all around you. You couldn't help but laugh as Randy looked at them as if their idiots.

"BIG NO NO! Sex equals death okay? Number two ; You can never drink or do drugs!"

Stu cheered clinking his beer glass with others. You held up the glass Randy was drinking from.

"The sin factor! It's a sin! It's an extension of number one! And number three ; never ever ever under any circumstances say, ' I'll be right back ' Because you won't be back!"

"I'm getting another beer, want one?" Stu interrupted.

"Sure."

"I'll be right back!"

The crowd bursted into laughter, you smiled taking another swig from Randy's beer.

"See, you push the laws you end up dead! I'll see you in the kitchen with a knife!"

The crowd shrugged him off, you patted the couch.

"Randy sit back down."

He sighed in defeat about to sit down before the phone rang. It went silent, only Jamie Lee Curtis's speech from the T.V was audible. Randy answer the phone, "Hello?".

Everyone tensed up, you hoped it was an angry parent or a cop. Maybe they'll call the whole party off, Randy's face contorted.

"Okay. Bye. Holy Shit guys! Principal Himbry's dead! They found his body on the flag pole!"

You placed your hand to your mouth. Stu wasn't joking, guilt stabbed you in the stomach. The rest of the teenagers left hollering, Randy sighed and looked at you.

"Guess it's just us... You okay?"

You nodded, "Yeah, just didn't expect Principal Himbry.."

"Guy was a dick. Some delusional kid got him. Could've been Billy" he dragged out the last syllable. He sat down beside you, "Don't worry, we've been following the rules.".

"Excuse me? You've had 4 beers!" You laughed. He smiled, "you're so pretty..". You smiled, "Thanks, I'll be right back I gotta.. freshen up". He nodded lazily laying down once you got up.

"Give me the popcorn, baby" he whined. You handed it to him before leaving giving him a small kiss.

You searched through the kitchen drawers for a small sharp knife. You frantically pushed things to the side finding a pocket knife.

Perfect

You checked the hallway before going to the closet under the stairs. You opened the door quiet putting your finger up to your mouth to silence him. His wide brown eyes stared at you pleadingly.

"Mr.Prescott, I'm a friend of Sydney's, I'm not sure if you remember me. I'm going to untie you but you need to be quiet and go get help."

He nodded frantically, you managed to untie the knot in the rope on his feet and wrists. You checked in the hall for Stu or Billy. You stood up moving out of his way. He got up slowly from the closet, he took to the duck tape off his mouth.

"thank you" he whispered, tears streaming down his face.

You shushed him leading him towards the front door.

"Deputy Dewey is out there somewhere, right now the killers in here. Please be quick!" You whispered softly. He nodded walking as fast as he could recovering from being tied up. You shut the door and looked over at Randy.

"Randy?"

"Hm?" He sat up and smiled seeing you.

"Just making sure you're okay."

He laid back down watching the movie. You slowly went up the stairs looking for Stu. You walked down the hall to find him in the costume. He looked in your direction pulling the mask up smiling. He put fish fingers to his lips before he started to walk towards you quietly.

"You ready?" He whispered smiling. You just looked at him, he sighed cupping your cheek.

"Don't worry, me and Billy won't let the cops know about you."

"Stu.." you whispered trying to hold back anger and grief. The reality of it all hit in seeing him in the costume holding a knife.

"What is it?"

"Tatum's dead..." You searched for any emotion in him. He nodded, "It had to be done. Besides I have you!" He smiled gently kissing you. You stepped back shaking your head.

"She loved you!"

He sighed, "We'll talk about this later I have to go kill Billy!" He winked walking towards the door. You went downstairs, checking in on Randy. He threw popcorn at the T.V. You ran over to him, "Randy, baby we gotta go.". He whined like a child too drunk to care. You sighed walking over the the window looking outside. Nothing.

You heard Sydney scream and run through the upstairs. You ran up there looking for her, "Sydney?!". She ran into you, "They..they killed Billy..". You tried to act sad, "we gotta get help". She nodded, you grabbed her hand running downstairs.

You opened the front door to see the killer stabbing someone in the news van. You shut the door locking it.

"He's out there.." you whispered. Sydney looked around, "I'll go find a phone.". You nodded, "I'll go find Dewey.". She ran upstairs, probably fearing you're the killer. You picked up the phone in the kitchen, the line beeped.

Stu must've cut the line.

"No right behind you!" Randy yelled from the living room. You forgot to check on Randy, you walked into the living room slowly.

You're guessing Billy was standing behind him raising up his knife. Meaning Stu was outside right now.

"RANDY!" You screamed. Randy looked up and started screaming while the killer tried to stab him. You threw a lamp at him making Billy trip up. He looked in your direction running after you.

"Shit." You yelled running around the hall. Billy was faster than you and pushed you down. He straddle your lap fighting against you.

"Hey dipshit!" Randy yelled. The killer turned towards him standing up slowly.

"Randy Run!" You called out. Randy and Stu took off, Randy being a drunken mess tripping giving Billy just enough time to stab his right shoulder. Randy called out in pain, you took your pocket knife stabbing Stus shoulder from behind. A grunt left before pushing you to the floor fleeing from the two of you.

"Randy!" You crawled over to him, tears fell down your face.

"I'm so sorry. I tried to protect you."

"it's not your fault" he choked out. You wiped your tears off your face.

"We gotta get you patched up." You sniffled. You put his left arm around you trying to stand him up. He hissed in pain leaning against you.

"To the kitchen."

You both walked to the kitchen, he leaned against the counter. You grabbed a first aid kit from under the sink. You opened it up, "What's a band aid gonna do?" Randy said. You looked down at the kit, you started to break down. Your sobs were no longer contained, "Hey, I was joking..". You looked at Randy, "It's my fault!".

He shook his head, "No, it's not! You told me we shouldn't have gone to the party."

"No, Randy you don't understand."

"We're gonna get help okay?!" Randy walked slowly towards the front door.

"Gale Weathers is out there!" He called out. You heard the door shut, you went to the front door opening it. Gale hopped in the Van, Randy went to the window. She hit him with her phone before driving off. You stepped out onto the porch to get him. The van quickly crashed into a nearby tree. You ran to Randy, "Are you okay?".

"Never been better" he groaned.

"Come on, let's go." You both walked to the door. Stu appeared around the corner.

"Oh fuck" Randy mumbled.

Sydney was at the door, "Syd!" You called out. She looked at you and then Stu.

"Sydney, Randy's the Killer!" Stu cried.

"No, Sydney!" Randy yelled, Sydney looked at all three of you.

"He killed Tatum!" He sobbed weakly.

"Fuck you." She shut the door.

"Shit!" You yelled, Randy stepped away from Stu. Stu seemed to be crying, you tried to open the door. A loud thump was by the door before Billy open it. Stu walked in, Billy grabbed your hair pulling you in.

"RANDY!" you reached towards him. Billy shut the door before Randy could get to you.

"Corn Syrup. It's what the use for pigs blood in Carrie." He smiled. You grabbed his wrist trying to get him to let go.

"Knock it off, Bitch! Fucking stabbed my shoulder!" He threw you on the floor. Your head hit the corner of a side table on the way down. Your head throbbed and blood trickled down the side of your head. Stu was quick by your side, pulling you up trying to get you to stand. You felt dizzy leaning against Stu for support. Stu leaned you against the wall before joining Billy.

Sydney ran to the kitchen, Billy and Stu ran after her. You reached out towards the door knob.

"Don't you fucking dare!" You turned around, Billy pointed a gun at you. You dropped your arm, "Come here." He tilted his head towards the kitchen. You walked over to him, he smiled grabbed the back of your neck.

"Good girl." He roughly kissed you as you fought against him. He threw you towards Sydney smiling. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand and spat at him. He smiled, "Don't make this any harder than it has to be."

"Don't be so rough with her, Billy!" Stu whined. Billy glared at him, "I'm treating her like the whore she is! Sleeping with Randy. Thought you were gonna get away with that. Sydney got up, "No you don't!" Billy held the knife in his other hand closely to her. Billy gave Stu the gun not taking his eyes off Sydney. He pulled the voice box out of his back pocket.

"Surprise, Sydney!"

Sydney was backed into a corner of the kitchen. "why?"

"Why?! Cause you're mother's a slut, Sydney!" Billy yelled. She shook her head no, Billy laughed. He threw the voice box on the counter.

"She slept with my father and my mother left us! And then I bet you didn't even know she slept with her dad!" He pointed at you. Sydney looked at you in horror trying to get further from you.

"Don't worry, she didn't want me to kill you. She'd begged us."

Stu laughed, "Tried even sleeping with us".

You shook your head, "You won't get away with this!". Billy looked over at you, "Oh you don't think so?". Stu smiled, "can I get him?". Billy nodded, "See, we had to frame someone for all this! And might as well been your dad, Syd! He went crazy from losing your mom and killed a bunch of teenagers!"

"Billy he's gone.." Stu yelled.

"What do you mean he's gone!" He called back. He looked over at as you gave him a smile.

"You bitch."

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wasawattpadkid · 1 year

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just another billy and stu lover sliding into the ask box, LMFAO. anyway, please could you write a little something where it’s cold/flu season and the reader has to take care of sick billy and stu? I JUST THINK THEY’D BE SO FUCKING CUTE SNUGGLED IN BED WITH A TISSUE IN ONE HAND, THERMOMETER IN THE MOUTH, AND BURYING THEMSELVES INTO THE COVERS😭😭 (why is it always the psychopaths i fall for, why..)

Anon you got me kicking my feet and giggling with this one. Hope you like it 💕

Flu season

Pairing: Poly!ghostface x reader

Warnings: Foul language, really just sick Billy and Stu

They weren't sure who got them sick but Billy swore to kill them if he found out. The two boys lay bedridden by your orders. You swore to take care of them, it's what you did best. "You don't have to do this. You're going to catch it eventually." Billy coughed his lungs starting to burn. "Well if I do you got to promise to take care of me." You smiled at the boys as you sat on the edge of the bed. "I'm dying here!" Stu whined hiding his face in Billy's side.

"Open up." You told Billy as you held the thermometer. He raised his tounge letting you sit the stick down. His lips locked around the thermometer holding it in place. "Alright Stu pull down your pants." Stu lifted his head with worry. "What, I figured you'd want the rectal thermometer?" Billy started to laugh which ended in a coughing fit. "What did I do to deserve you?" Stu said rolling his eyes. "We may never know. Come on put this in your mouth." You held out the thermometer. "If I had a dollar for every time I've heard that- ow!"

"I'm not too sick to beat your ass." Billy mumbled after he smacked his partner. Stu grabbed the thermometer putting it under his tounge. "Alright you first." You grabbed the device from Billy's mouth reading the screen. "Yep you've still got a bad fever." Billy groaned throwing his arm over his eyes. "What about me doc?" You looked at Stu pulling the thermometer from his mouth. "Wow. Your fever has actually gone down." Stu rolled over pointing at the boy next to him. "Haha mother fucker!" Billy sighed before he grabbed Stu's shirt pulling him close to him. You watched as he pressed his lips on Stu's. "Ew!" Stu coughed as you crinkled your nose with a laugh. "You spit in my mouth!" Stu cried wiping his mouth off with the back of his hand.

Billy closed his eyes with a grin on his face. "You two are something else." You shook your head sitting the thermometers on the nightstand. "I'm going to go get some water do you need anything else?" Billy pulled the covers up over his shoulders trying to combat the chills. "Get over here fuck rag." Billy grabbed Stu pulling him underneath the covers. "Help! He's got me! I'm drowning!" Stu yelled being over dramatic as always. You got up heading towards the kitchen.

You made both the boys some ice water bringing it back to the bedroom. The room was silent save for a few breathless snores. "Guys?" You whispered getting an answer from Stu. "Shh he's asleep." He whispered as Billy's arms were locked around him. You sat the glasses down as quietly as possible. Billy's hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat and you could barley see Stu from where you were standing.

"Do you have room for one more?" You asked as you crept over to Stu's side. "We always do." He lifted the blanket letting you slide in next to him. Stu let you cuddle into his chest where you could hear his ragged breath. "You're going to get sick." He mumbled letting sleep overcome him. "It's worth it." You said putting a smile on Stu's face before he finally fell asleep.

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pumpk1n-writes · 1 year

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Tell Me About The Dark Places You Hide ~ Part Six

➥ in which the reader figures out that their best friends are the infamous Woodsboro Killers and decides to help them rather than turn them in. {ft. Mentions of murder; language; stalking; mentions of the stuff in part four; Billy being an idiot and Stu being an even bigger idiot}

Part Five; | Part Seven || Word Count ~ 1.1K words

Taglist ~ @wasawattpadkid @katie-tibo @laurajmcmanus @sparklyphantom @minkyungseokie @misscaller06 @juda-the-simp @severuslovebot @asdorlia @billysbae @lilac-fangirl

A/N ~ So so so sorry this one took so long!! I’ve been super busy with theater and Easter and everything!!! Also, more Stu (and Stuilly) in the coming chapters!

You set the last plate on the table and checked the time. The clock showed that it was just after ten in the evening, and you smiled to yourself. Soon. You knew with absolute certainty that as soon as Billy told Stu of your. . . encounter, he would drag the brunette out here in the middle of the night to “investigate” the newest member of their little team.

Your phone rung, and you hurried over to it, picking up and looking out the window for a glimpse of the Ghostface mask. “Hello?”

The familiar voice changer spoke into your ear, except the inflection and even the voice under it was slightly different. “Are you alone in the house?”

“Yep!” You responded cheerily, confusing Stu. This wasn’t the dark, sexy lady that Billy had described you as. “And Stu?”

“Huh?” He moved the phone away from his ear, glaring at Billy’s ‘I told you so’ look.

“You should leave Billy to the calling, you’re kind of obvious.”

That one caught Billy off guard too this time. Stu began to speak, but you cut him off before he could get more than a few words out. “Hurry! I left the back door unlocked, dinner’s getting cold.”

Stu shot Billy a look, who just shrugged. The extent of your strangeness was unknown to both of the boys. Slowly, they crept out of their bush and stalked over the scantly covered lawn up to your window. They watched the dining room for a few moments, waiting for you to reappear from wherever you’d gone.

Inside the house, you slipped a knife up the concealed sheath in your sleeve and a smaller blade into your boot. You looked over yourself in the bathroom mirror, inspecting your body for any lumps or odd angles that would reveal your weaponry. You slid two more knives in various other hidden pockets before looking over yourself one more time and stepping out of the bathroom. You saw the reflection of Billy and Stu’s faces in the window and chuckled to yourself, pretending to not notice them and dishing out food.

The boys peered through the window for a few moments, watching you dish out a combination of mashed potatoes and Salisbury steak. Soon enough, Stu stood up, dragging Billy along with him.

“I’m starving, let’s go introduce ourselves!” Stu said happily.

Billy glowered at the taller boy. “I’m staying out here. You go stuff yourself.”

Stu winked. “Hopefully I’m not the only one getting stuffed.”

Billy hit him and moved towards the back door. “Please refrain from saying anything like that in there, you creep.”

“Don’t deny you love me, Bill-Bill.”

Billy grumbled something under his breath and opened the door, stepping through the threshold. He shivered at the memories that flooded through his mind. The memory of his own whimpers filled his ears and he avoided your gaze, wishing he’d brought his costume like Stu had. He’d feel so much confident about this meeting if he was behind the mask.

“You guys finally came in!” Your sweet, honeyed voice rang out and Billy looked around frantically for you. Stu’s startled yelp caused him to whip around, only to see Stu’s bewildered face staring back at him — without the mask. It lay on the ground, in the exact same place as Billy’s was discarded last night.

You shepherded both the boys to the table, in front of plates of heaping food. “Come on now, Stu! Hasn’t anyone taught you any manners?” Stu didn’t miss the familiar look in your eyes that anyone else would miss. Any sanity you had was safely locked up in the back of your mind.

“Who are you?” Billy asked, still staying a comfortable distance away from you. From the glance he shot Stu, he saw the lack of. . . anything in your eyes.

“Valerie Leers,” you held your hand out in an almost rhetorical sense. Billy and Stu sat down uncomfortably, glancing at each other. “Pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

“Yeah,” Billy said, quietly agreeing. “You too.”

You hummed knowingly, winking at the flustered boy. “So! First things first,” you took a bite and everything was silent for a moment as you chewed. “Do you have any weapons?”

Stu was quick to shake his head, and you rose a disapproving eyebrow. You held your hand out expectantly and the blonde boy shook his head again. You stood up and moved gracefully and soundlessly around the table.

Stu wasn’t even able to process the fact that you were right next to him before you seized his arm and pulled the knife out of his sleeve. “Mhm.” You hummed happily and set the knife on the table, taunting both of them. Something about the way you handled the blade with such grace and familiarity clued them in on the fact that this wasn’t the first time you’d held something that deadly.

“So!” You clapped your hands together. “I want into this thing, but I need to know the plan and how I’m going to fit into it.”

Both the boys stared at you blankly. For a long, long moment, nobody said a thing. Then you spoke up again, fake exasperation drawn over your features. “What’s the plan?” You rolled your eyes when nobody spoke once again. You held a hand over your heart, “Do you not trust me? You wound me.”

Stu tentatively shook his head, stopping abruptly when Billy kicked him under the table. You smiled at the glare Billy shot you. “No. We don’t fucking trust you. You can’t just waltz into our lives, expose us, and expect us to spill our guts to you.”

With lightning speed, you snatched the knife off the table and held it to Billy’s stomach. “If that’s what you want. I’ll spill your fucking guts right now. Maybe that’ll make you trust me?”

Stu stood quickly, his chair toppling behind him. You slipped the concealed knife out from under your sleeve and, without looking, held it to his throat. “Neither of you move or I’ll gut both of you and leave.”

You turned to Stu. “After all, as you so eloquently put the other day, no one would suspect a girl.”

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