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tonixe · 1 year

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"Whats your favorite scary movie?"

n.o.t.e.s - 🌊Randy is seriously underrated, like give him some love <3

w.a.r.n - 🌀 penetration, oral (m receiving) p in v, creampies, non-con to dub-con, protected sex.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - 🌠Randy Meeks x Ghostface!female reader

w.c. - 1.7k

The phone ranged throughout the Meek's residents. Randy was home alone, the perfect time for you to sneak up on him and ruin his geek logic.

It was the perfect time to use your new voice changer to suit your character; it was easier than the boys. It was a more feminine, high-pitched voice, but it was still tangible to hide your identity and gender; it was sexier. It suited your character. Billy and Stu were questioning the change, but you managed to persuade them.

It was the perfect time to at least kill him but in a way that he'll never forget; you were gonna wear black lingerie over the already black cloak, and the mask would be better soak in his dork blood.

You hid a hunting knife to a butcher knife inside your cloak, turning on your voice changer.

As the phone ranged, you saw Randy pick it up, muttering a "Hello?"

"Hello, handsome!" you said seductively through the line as you saw him puzzled by the simple that came out of your mouth.

"Who's this?" Randy asked curiosity evident in his voice.

"Your secret admirer," you said, as you played with the phone cord, "My secret admirer?" he repeated your sentence.

"Your more handsome than you think, baby~."

"Is this a prank, Stu," he dismissed whatever you said as you saw him got angry through the window from his stance.

"I'm not Stu, darling."

"I swear to god Stu, if this a fucking prank, I swear"

"IM NOT FUCKING, STU DUMBASS," you yelled through the phone, "I'm more than that, Randy."

"Whatever, I'm just gonna hang up the phone-"

"Hang up the phone, and I'll slice your throat open just like fucking Casey."

"Wanna play a game?"

"Do I even have a choice?" Randy muttered

"You don't, baby~" it was amusing seeing Randy in fear; it made you feel arousal.

"I'll make the genre about Horror movies, since your such a horror geek"

"Question 1, What is Danny's nickname in the shinning?"

"It's Tony"

"Wow, You really do know your stuff."

"Question 2, In Sleepaway Camp, What was Angela original name?"

"Peter"

"Oh my, I can see why they can you such a geek," you giggled,

"Okay, Last Question Mister, Where am I?"

"Wait what?" you heard the fear evident in his voice, "Where am I Randy~"

"How the fuck did you know my name?" he asked as you saw him looking around him and in the rooms.

"Answer the fucking question, Randy."

"I don't know where you are, psycho. Whatever it is, I'm calling the police"

"They will never make it in time, babe."

That was the last time you said before hanging up the phone. You pulled down the generator, cutting off all the light sources in his house. It was an eerily sight; you saw his face plastered with fear.

The perfect opportunity to kill; everywhere was dark, pitched black.

You grabbed your knife, doubled, wheeling both of your weapons, walking down the hallway; it was obvious that your little Randy was hiding.

You walked into the living room, wheeling your knifes in a circular motion. "Come on, Randy~."

"Where are you?" you spoke through your voice changer; turning your body around, you heard his heavy breathing. Stepping forward near where he was.

"I found you, Randy~," you said, throwing one of your blades at Randy before he dodged it and started running off. You pulled off the thrown knife that landed in the wall, forceful with your leg.

"Come on, Randy. I don't like to play with my toys before killing them~" you cooed out. You followed him upstairs, quickly looking around at the surrounding before destroying some doors.

"Come on, Randy. I don't wanna fuck around, just come out and fight like fucking man," you yelled, your voice getting erratic by the second. You started chopping down the doors, turning around before your lungs were contradicted from oxygen, as you turned your head around to see Randy; he was close to unmasking you before kicking him in the knee, taking him by surprise, and then kicking him in the face.

Successfully getting him on the floor, straddling him with your legs, before swinging your knife at him, before he dodged your violent strikes, kneeing you right in the abdomen, making you fall on the floor, dropping your weapons.

Holding your abdomen, groaning in pain. "Y-you bastard" Before you regain your balance, He pins your arms on the floor.

His heavy breathing on your cheek, you straddled him between your legs, trying to get him off you. "I-i'm going to fucking kill you," you barked at him.

"Not when your in fucking jail," he yelled out.

"Like hell," you manage to knee him, picking up your weapons and straddling him forcefully, "Im going to make sure you'll have a horrible death, putting up your guts like Christmas lights, bitch" holding up your knife over your head.

Before you could, you felt something hard on your nether regions. You were taken back and lowered your weapons. "You're getting hard off of this you sick bastard," you said with a smile in your voice.

He didn't respond to your teasing; you saw a faint blush on your cheeks.

You hooked your weapon back on in your cloak. "If you do a favor for me, I'll keep you alive," you lean in, whispering into his ear, grinding down on him.

He remained silent, the tension between you both growing by the second before he hesitantly shook his head.

"Good Boy~" you cooed at him

You slide back, pulling down his pants, getting a glimpse of his hard cock and wet stain staining his briefs. "You really did get hard off of this" you teased.

His face was red, pure red.

Before pulling down his briefs, his length sprang up, his precum dripping down his shaft. He was medium size, not average though, but overwhelming big.

"I wasn't expecting this from a virgin, big though~," you said, cocking your head to the side getting a glance at his red face and whimpering.

"Close your eye, Randy, don't peek. You don't want me to kill Ran" Your comment seemed to bring him back, as he immediately closed his eyes from the threat before you wrapped a blindfold on his face.

You took off your mask, laying it on the side. Combing back your hair with your fingers. Jerking him down and up, his whimpering coming out of his lips. The pace of your hand was unbearably slow as more whimpers and moaning came out of his lips.

More precum was drooling out from his length before you started playfully licking the tip of his cock. Sucking on the tip, swirling your tongue around it.

Before you took him inside your mouth, swirling around before bobbing up an down on his cock, holding his hips down.

"F-fuck" he moaned out.

You forced yourself down, gagging on his length. Your eye is watering before withdrawing. Your saliva connected to the tip of his length before unbuttoning the top of your cloak, unclasping the top of your bra.

Putting your boobs between his length, holding both sides of your tits, lapping at his length, sucking down on him, before jerking him off with your tits. You glanced up from him, and through your eyelashes, you saw him gripping the carpet, the feeling between your legs pulsing.

His legs were trembling, and you felt his cock twitching inside your mouth before you felt hot, salty liquid flowing into your mouth, before swallowing down his cum.

As Randy groaned out from his orgasm. You still felt his length still hard after his orgasm. "God, your still hard?" you smiled.

You took off your panties, positioning yourself over him as you sink onto his length. As his cock split you open, Randy groaned from tightening cunt.

You placed your hand on his shoulders, riding down on him, as you rocked your hips on his. You bit down on your lips, hiding your moans from being audible. Leaning down on holding his shoulders, biting on his neck, your bites blossoming into fresh love bites.

"D-damn," he groaned.

"You feel better when you are inside of me," you purred; you felt his hand around your hips, and your hips and his collided as he plunged his dick inside you.

As his pace turned erratically, feeling his balls slapping onto your ass as he thrust in, as you broke out from biting your lips as your moan ranged out. Feeling twitching inside you, you felt your orgasm near, his hands gripping onto your hips, forcefully thrusting inside you.

You felt warm liquid pouring into you as your sense of relief washed over you, seeing white.

His groaning and your moaning came in sync, as you took out his limp length from you, his cum escaping from your cunt. "God, you did well" you cooed, as you put on your panties back on.

Buttoning on your cloak, wearing back your mask, Crouching down to his level, "I guess you broke a rule; you had sex~" you smiled as you took off his blindfold from him; his face was still fully red; you got up and broke the window jumping out of the house, giving him a wave.

Randy's face was still red, as he just thought what he just did.

Walking down the school hallway wearing your backpack, going to the area where your friend's group was, near the lockers. "Wassup guys," you said gleefully.

You saw Billy glaring at you, maybe because you went off the plan; Stu was busy flirting with Tatum. You glance to the side, seeing Randy plastered with a smile, "Whatcha smile for Ran?" you ask, cocking your head.

"Did you finally get a girlfriend~" you teased, pointing at him.

"Kind of" He rubbed the back of his neck; after he said, everyone got silent just staring at him. "Randy got a girlfriend; how much did you pay her" Stu teased.

"Nothing, dipshit," Randy snapped, getting a laugh from Stu. "I'm surprised you got someone, Randy," Tatum said with a surprised face.

"Surprised as to what he does in his free time," Billy muttered, earning him a nudge from his girlfriend, Sidney.

There was tension in the air as you broke the ice, "Well, it's good that Randy is finally being a man," you said as you ruffled his hair. You glance to see him with a red hue on his face. I guess he still remembers that night.

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ecoamerica · 23 days

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f1nalboys · 7 months

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Movie Night ; Randy Meeks

Randy Meeks x Fem!AFAB!Reader

haiiii guys :3 sorry ive been away for so long. im still not totally back, i had inspo for this after a convo me and tati had and i needed it OUT of my brain tbh!!! pls be gentle with me this is legit the first thing ive written in months JSGJBSGB anyways!!! i hope u all enjoy it take this as a silly kinktober kinda thing? idk <3 peace and love babies ily all

WORD COUNT: 1083

WARNINGS: smut, dark!randy and if you squint, ghostface!randy, handjob, implied fingering, slight dom!reader but it's switchy, randy gets jerked off to a slasher film, just kinda fucked up if you look at the implications of everything... not proofread bc im so lazy please be kind to me <3

The apartment was dark. Everything had been flicked off, even the overhead light of the oven that Randy always kept on so he could see in the middle of the night, leaving the TV as the only source of light in the entire apartment. On the slightly out of focus screen was a generic slasher from the late 80’s, one Randy had rented and seen a million times before, but he wasn’t focused on the screen. No, he was sitting there with his eyes closed and his head tilted back, his lips pink and swollen, your hand wrapped around his cock.

“Does that feel good, baby?” You purr into his ear, your other hand running through his hair. Your movements are slow, calculated, and Randy is barely able to swallow back a moan as he nods his head, his eyes still squeezed shut. He can feel the vibration of your chest and he flushes, knowing you were laughing at him. “Your favorite scene’s coming up, Ray,” you say, your hand stalling its movements at the base of his cock as you squeeze gently, drawing a sharp hiss from him. “Don’t wanna miss that, now do you?”

Randy shakes his head, swallowing heavily as he forces himself to open his eyes. His pants were shoved down his thighs just enough to pull his cock out and yet you were still fully clothed. He glances over at you and the large smile on your face and he squirms, breathing a little harder as he tries to talk to you. “You sure you don’t wanna ride me, baby?” He asks, giving you a small smile when you shake your head. “You’re such a tease.” He murmurs, moaning when your hand moves up slowly, your grip still tight.

“How am I a tease if I’m letting you cum?”

“Beacuse, fuck,” his head tips forwards before he swallows, looking back up. You were still curled into his side, pressed tight against him, and the movie had gotten to Randy’s favorite chase scene in the entire movie. He glances at you. “Because you’re using your hand.”

“You seem to be enjoying my hand.”

“Oh, I am, don’t worry. I just know, mmf, fuck, I know that your tight pussy would feel so much better.”

You laugh, shaking your head as your movements speed up a little bit. You squeeze tighter around his tip, drawing a long moan from him. “You’re such a charmer, but you asked for this, remember?” You say, your lips just by his ear as you whisper. “Now, keep your fucking eyes on the screen or I stop completely, okay?”

Randy nods as he lets out a shaky breath, his eyes searching your face and, after deciding you were actually serious, turning to look at the TV. The final girls best friend was being chased all through her large house, the masked killer wielding his knife chasing after her. Randy swallows heavily as your hand begins to move faster, just a little bit, his heart beating in tune with it.

“Fuck,” he moans as the killer slices at the girl who’s name he can’t even remember, her shirt getting cut off. It was cheesy and stupid, something Randy would normally roll his eyes at, but he knew what came next. His cock throbs under your palm, slick with your spit and his pre-cum, and he whimpers as you begin to swipe your thumb over the head of his cock with each pass of your hand. “Ke-keep going, please?”

His question is closer to a beg, but not quite there. His eyes roll into the back of his head for a second but he keeps them focused hazily on the screen. The girl was running slower, the house dark. Randy’s breathing picks up and his hand, which had been on your thigh, squeezes you tightly, his nails digging into your flesh. The girl was cornered now, the killer standing above her as she begs for him to stop, to leave her alone, to go away. She slinks down the wall, the killer looming tall, his mask and the knife the only discernible thing about him.

Randy’s hips twitch ever so slightly as the killer drags the blade down the girl's tear-streaked cheek, a thin line of blood bubbling up in its wake. He can’t help but replace the girl with you, imagining the fear in your eyes as he, masked and unknown to you just yet, hunts you down like an animal. “Holy shit, baby, fuck!” He grunts as the killer raises his knife and your hand speeds up, jerking him off as quick as you can. Randy’s hips thrust up into your hand as the knife is plunged into the screaming girl's chest.

He grunts, an almost animalistic sound, thrusting his cock into your hand in tune with the knife. He lets the pleasure overtake him, his cock the knife, your hand your body, and he cums, the only other sound besides his moans being the gurgle of life leaving the poor girl’s throat one final time before she slumps over. Randy lets his head tip backwards as he finishes cumming, your hand and his cock covered in cum. His hips stop moving and he sits there beside you, staring at the dark ceiling as he catches his breath.

“How was that?” You murmur. “Everything you thought it would be?” Tilting your head, you bring your hand to your mouth and lick away the cum that has covered your skin, a smug smile on your face. He looks over at you, his cheeks flushed pink, and he gives you a toothy grin, leaning in to kiss you. It’s a sweet kiss, one you always expected from Randy, with just a bit of heat underneath it. “It was fucking amazing, Y/N.” He says against your lips, his hand coming to rest on the back of your neck. The kiss deepens for just a second before the noises of the movie draw his attention; it was the final chase scene, the bloody battle against good and evil.

When he pulls back his hand slides down your shoulder and arm down to your waist, his large hand tugging at the hem of your shirt. “Get this off,” His voice is gruffer as his hand slides down again, this time to your pants, your breath hitching in your throat at the feeling of his calloused fingertips dipping past your waistband. “And these. Let me repay the favor, final girl.”

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pixiexdusts-world · 7 months

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Incorrect quote

Randy: Sorry it took me so long to bail you out of jail

Y/n: No it’s my fault, I shouldn’t’ve used my one phone call to prank call the police.

#incorrect quotes #scream movies #incorrect scream quotes #scream x you #scream #scream franchise #scream incorrect quotes #scream x reader #scream x yn #scream 1996 #scream 1997 #randy meeks #randy meeks x you #randy meeks x reader #randy meeks x y/n #randy scream

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screamdollie · 3 months

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cuddling randy

made by screamdollie ˖ ࣪ . 🪽 ˚ .

୨୧ request by @meemaya !!! i added a little bit more though!

୨୧ randy meeks x gn!reader

୨୧ summary : randy is tired after a long day at work. he goes home and realizes he could use some company of his favorite person.

୨୧ no ghostface ‼️

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it's been a long day at work for randy. a job at the video store should be easy, if you don't have to put up with rude customers or the same two boys constantly in your ear, teasing you.

randy couldn't help but feel relieved as he locked up. he started his car, soon hopping in it and driving away. on the drive home, he couldn't help but think about you.

your smile, your warmth, your sweet way of talking. he knew that asking you on a date that first time was something he would never regret. he was tired, but he wanted to be with you. he would call you when he got home.

so, that's what he did. he arrived home, locked the car door, and left to his bedroom door. his folks weren't in town at the time, so he laid on his bed and picked up his phone, dialing your number into it. he memorized your number as soon as you first gave it to him. it was like a treasure.

"hello?"

there it was. the voice that made him melt. he smiled.

"hi, y/n. it's randy. uhh, i know it's kinda late but i had a rough day at work today. could you pop over?"

"of course, i can come over! are you okay? do you need to talk about anything?"

over the phone, randy could hear keys jingling. he chuckled breathily, being reminded of the one he loved could quite possibly love him back.

"no, i-i just want you right now."

🎀

as randy was laying in his bed, he waited for what felt like hours for you to arrive. he needed your company. but soon enough, his thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the front door. he hoped that it was you. he got up out of bed with his legs slightly wobbling. he walked to the front door and opened it up to see you. his heart melted and fluttered at the same time.

randy reached for you and hugged you. he pulled you inside of his home and closed the door. he continued to hug you, which kind of surprised you. he was so quick to show affection, but you were also quick to show the same thing.

"i missed you, y/n." his voice was soft. he was being genuine.

"i missed you, too. what happened today?" you showed love and care for him, which made his heart rate go up.

"just some douchebags messed up the place. billy and stu were being annoying a lot, but what's new?.." he pulled away from the hug and led you to the couch. he sat down with you sitting down next to him.

"i'm sorry i wasn't there to help you..." you looked into randy's eyes, feeling sorry for him. he always gets taunted by billy and stu at work, and if he's really unlucky, he'll find some sixth graders thinking they're gangsters and trying to trash the place.

randy gently rested his head on your shoulder for comfort, and you let him. he looked up at you. "don't apologize. it wasn't your fault."

the corners of your mouth turned up when you saw randy's face against your shoulder. you wrapped your arm around him, and he did the same to you. the both of you continued to snuggle like this, with you leaning against the arm of the couch a little bit more. he noticed this, and tried to move his body a little to make you more comfortable. he was now sat up more to make you comfy, and his arms were around your waist.

"i love you." he muttered while looking at you. he laid down right next to you so he was behind you, not even realizing what he had just said.

you looked at him with a little bit of shock. blush appeared on your face and you continued to beam, although with slightly furrowed eyebrows.

as soon as he realized, his eyes widened. "oh ... oh my god, i'm sorry. i-i didn't mean to ... did i make you uncomfortable?" he rambled out.

"hey, don't apologize. i love you, too, randy."

a kiss was pressed to your lips when randy knew it was the right time. you kissed back, still in the cuddling position, but you slightly shifting to be facing him. he continued to have his arms wrapped around you when he kissed you. you played with his hair. it was a cute moment, actually a really cute moment between you and randy. he never wanted to forget it and he never would.

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i am so sorry this is actually horrible omg. my amateurish writing shows unfortunately 🙏‼️ i hope everyone enjoyed it for what it is though!! i love you all!!

btw i wanna says THANKSS for the attention on stu macher hcs. i think it's a pretty good start :3

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reginageorgesgirlfriend3020 · 10 months

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Cuddles (Part 3)

Billy:

Hates being the little spoon

Will never wrap his arms around you when you're the little spoon

Will barely let you sleep on his chest

When you saw the blood on his shirt you wanted to hold him so

Just this one time he let's you hold him

Except after you and him have sex

He enjoys your sweat on his body

Told you that hes ghostface after you saw the blood that's on his shirt so

He held you tight but you told him if he tries to kill you you'll beat the shit out of him

He smirked and said "Yes little spoon". And gained a whole new respect for you after that

Stu:

Enjoys being the little spoon at times

Prefers to be the big spoon most times

He loves to play you in madden 1996 and you win all the time.

He holds you tight after you defeat him in that game

He snores like a bear and sleeps like a baby when your'e the little spoon

When you saw the bloody knife as he was cutting the steak for dinner you asked

"Babe? Are you...are you ghostface?"

He didnt blink. He just stared at you. "Yes I am. And I killed Tatum. And if you tell anyone you're next!"

He just looked at him. "And if you try to stab me I'll cut your dick off!"

Stu felt startled. "Yes mam. Let's on cuddle!"

Randy:

Loves to cuddle with you when you and him watch the movie Halloween

Always let's you sleep on his chest

Will always be the little spoon because

You holding him tight makes him feel safe and sane too

"Never ever, ever under any circumstances say: "I'll be right back", because you won't be back.

You were resting your head on his chest and you went to get get a soda and the popcorn.

"Hey, do you want a soda baby?" You asked Randy.

"Sure babe". He said.

"I'll be right back!"

Sydney and Tatum laughed.

Randy just looked at you in shock.

#scream 1996 #randy meeks x y/n #randy meeks x you #randy meeks x reader #scream headcanons #stu matcher x reader #stu matcher x you #stu matcher imagine #billy loomis #Stu marcher #billy loomis imagine #billy loomis x oc

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lexi0widow · 11 months

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okay, so, we know randy is a horror movie geek, but what if he had an s/o who got squeamish easily? Like, they see even obviously fake gore and she’s like “oh hell nah-“

YAYAYAYAYAYAY I LOVE RANDY SMMMM

RANDY MEEKS x SQUEAMISH READER

So lets say you two are on a date

And you decide to have a chilled out movie date

Obviously you two are gonna be watching horror movies

And at first you didnt say anything about being squeamish because you didn’t wanna upset him

But you can’t help but flunch and look away at a particularly grusome kill

Randy pauses the movie

‘Y/N? Are you okay?‘

‘Mhm m’ just squeamish thats all’

Hes so sweet about it

He hugs you real close and vows to protect you

He tells you that if any point you wanna turn the movie off and watch something else he’s totally okay with that

Or if you wanna watch the rest and just hug into his chest that works too

Whatever’s best for you

He wants you to be comfortable even if it means he doesn’t watch horror movies

Don’t get me wrong he loves them

But if it came down to an option of you or the movies

You are always his first choice

After all you were the first person to accept him for his nerdy self

And he loves you so much for that

<33

I hope thay was okay!! Thank you so much for the request🫶🏻

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zapreportsblog · 8 months

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Reader had always had a crush on Randy. She knew he had a crush on Sidney, and would rather have him in her life as a friend than not at all. After the massacre, she went to the hospital, scared that he was mortally wounded. After he came out of surgery she sat by his bedside until he woke up. Without thinking, she kissed him in relief, expecting him to be upset and for things to be awkward.

❝wounded❞

✭ pairing : randy meeks x reader

✭ fandom : slashers

✭ summary : (y/n) has a crush on Randy who likes Sidney which makes their friendship dynamic complicated, but after the massacre that had taken place at Stu’s party only than does (y/n) confess

✭ authors note : honestly I’ve been too high these past days to write lol

✭ slashers masterlist

(Y/N) had always been a quiet, observant person. She spent most of her time buried in books or lost in her own thoughts. But lately, there was one thought that had taken root in her mind and refused to let go - her crush on Randy Meeks.

Randy was the kind of guy who could make anyone laugh with his quick wit and movie trivia knowledge. He was the heart of their little group of friends, and (Y/N) cherished every moment they spent together. There was just one problem - Randy had his eyes set on someone else, Sidney Prescott.

Sidney was the epitome of beauty and brains, with her stunning looks and sharp intelligence. It was no surprise that Randy had fallen for her. They would often engage in animated discussions about horror movies, and (Y/N) couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy every time she saw them together.

Despite her own feelings, (Y/N) couldn't bring herself to admit her crush to anyone, not even her closest friends. She valued her friendship with Randy too much to risk ruining it by revealing her true feelings. So, she kept her emotions hidden, locked away in the depths of her heart.

One evening, as the group gathered at Stu's house for a movie night, (Y/N) found herself sitting next to Randy on the couch. Her heart raced as he leaned in to whisper something about the movie they were about to watch, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine.

She smiled and nodded, trying her best to focus on the film. But with Randy so close, it was nearly impossible to ignore the turmoil of emotions swirling inside her. She stole glances at him when she thought no one was looking, savoring every moment of their shared company.

As the night wore on, (Y/N) couldn't help but wonder if there would ever be a chance for her and Randy. Would he ever see her as more than just a friend? Or would she forever be relegated to the shadows, silently nursing her unrequited crush?

For now, (Y/N) was content to keep her feelings hidden, choosing to cherish their friendship and support Randy's pursuit of Sidney from afar. But deep down, she couldn't help but hope that one day, the stars would align in her favor, and Randy would see her in a different light. Until then, she would continue to hide her heart, a secret love she dared not share with anyone.

The days passed after the movie night at Stu's house, and (Y/N) found herself in a constant battle with her own emotions. Her crush on Randy Meeks seemed to grow stronger with each passing day, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to hide her feelings.

One sunny afternoon, (Y/N) received a text message from Stu. It read, "Hey, party at my place this Saturday night! You in?" She stared at her phone for a moment, excitement and anxiety warring within her. A party at Stu's house was always a blast, but it also meant facing the reality of seeing Randy and Sidney together.

She sighed and typed back, "I wish I could, Stu, but I've got to work late that night. Have fun though!" It was a half-truth. While she did have a job, (Y/N) could have easily rearranged her schedule if she wanted to attend the party. But she couldn't bear the thought of being there, watching Randy dote on Sidney all evening.

The response came quickly, "Aw, too bad! We'll miss you. Next time then!" Stu was always understanding, and (Y/N) appreciated that he didn't press further.

As the weekend approached, (Y/N) couldn't help but feel a sense of regret mixed with relief. She knew that attending the party would have been a chance to spend more time with Randy, but it would also have meant witnessing the affection between him and Sidney up close. The pain of unrequited love was something she wasn't ready to confront just yet.

On the night of the party, as (Y/N) worked late, she couldn't help but wonder what was happening at Stu's house. She imagined the laughter, the music, and the joyful chaos that always accompanied their gatherings. And, of course, she couldn't help but wonder if Randy was making Sidney laugh, sharing popcorn, or discussing their favorite horror films.

As the hours passed, (Y/N) focused on her work, trying to distract herself from the party she had chosen to miss. Deep down, she knew it was the right decision for now. She needed to protect her heart and maintain her friendship with Randy, even if it meant sacrificing her own desires.

Little did (Y/N) know that the events of the party would have far-reaching consequences, ones that would change their lives in ways they could never have imagined.

The morning sun streamed through (Y/N)'s office window, casting a warm glow on her desk. She had spent the previous night working late, oblivious to the unfolding tragedy at Stu's party. As she sipped her coffee and scrolled through her news feed during a break, her heart plummeted at the shocking headlines.

"Massacre at Local House Party - Multiple Dead, Killers Identified"

Her trembling fingers clicked on the article, revealing a gruesome tale of terror. It described how two masked figures, later identified as Stu and Billy, had gone on a killing spree during the party, dressed as the infamous Ghostface. The article listed the victims, many of whom were her friends.

Panic and grief overwhelmed (Y/N) as she read on, absorbing the horrifying details of the massacre. Sidney Prescott had miraculously survived the ordeal, having faced down and defeated her attackers. Tears welled up in (Y/N)'s eyes as she realized how close she had come to being at the party.

Without a second thought, she abandoned her work, frantically grabbed her things, and rushed to the hospital. She had to know if her friends were okay, especially Randy, who had already occupied a special place in her heart.

Upon arriving at the hospital, (Y/N) found herself in a sea of chaos. Worried family members and friends congregated in the waiting area, all seeking information about their loved ones. She approached the reception desk and inquired about Randy Meeks. The nurse informed her that he had undergone surgery but was in stable condition.

With relief flooding through her, (Y/N) rushed to Randy's room. Her heart pounded with a mixture of emotions - fear, relief, and an overwhelming urge to see him safe and sound. When she entered the room, she found Randy lying in a hospital bed, his face pale and bandaged.

"Randy!" (Y/N) exclaimed, unable to contain her emotions. She rushed to his bedside, her eyes brimming with tears of relief.

Randy turned his head toward her voice, a weak smile forming on his lips. "Hey, (Y/N)," he whispered, his voice hoarse from the surgery. "I didn't expect to see you here."

(Y/N) couldn't hold back any longer. The fear and worry, the relief of seeing him alive, and the pent-up feelings she had hidden for so long all surged to the surface. Without hesitation, she leaned in and kissed him, taking him completely by surprise.

Randy's eyes widened for a moment, and then he responded to her kiss with a gentle warmth that mirrored her feelings. It was a kiss filled with relief, gratitude, and the revelation of their true emotions.

As they pulled away, (Y/N) looked into Randy's eyes, her heart racing. "I'm just glad you're okay," she whispered, her voice trembling.

Randy smiled, his fingers gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Me too," he said, his eyes filled with a newfound understanding.

In the wake of the tragedy, amidst the horror and chaos, (Y/N) and Randy had discovered a connection that ran deeper than friendship. Their unspoken feelings had finally found a voice, and together, they would face the challenges and uncertainties that lay ahead.

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final-girl96 · 9 months

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KILLER GEEK

What's coming after My Boyfriend's Back?

Just imagine getting chased by ghostface, and he finally catches you. You yank the mask off to reveal none other than Randy Meeks. The film nerd of Woodsboro High. No one would have ever expected it. His lips slowly form into a sinister smile, his bright blue eyes start to darken, and a husky laugh falls from his lips. He leans in close, pressing his soft lips to your ear, the tip of his tongue traces the shell of your ear before he takes your earlobe in between his teeth and tugs on it before he whispers. "Caught ya. Now I'm gonna ruin ya."

WARNINGS UNDER CUT!

Randy Meeks x Reader

What happens when the geek finally gets the girl of his dreams?

READ ALL TRIGGERS! THEY ARE THERE FOR A REASON! NOT ALL WILL END UP IN THE STORY; SOME ARE JUST THERE INCASE I CHANGE MY MIND! SOME MIGHT GET ADDED! IF ANYTHING ON THIS LIST BOTHERS YOU OR MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE DO NOT FUCKING READ! IF SMUT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE DO NOT FUCKING READ IT!

Warnings:

OOC Randy (very OOC)

Unhinged Randy

Stu Macher (you already know)

Billy Loomis (you already know)

Possessive Behavior

Obsessive Behavior (maybe a little???)

Strong Language

Adult Content

Anxiety (a little)

Graphic Description of Death

Underage Drinking

Murder

Attempted Murder

Stalking

Kidnapping (Maybe???)

Dub-Con

CNC (maybe???)

Spanking

Hair Pulling

Knife Play (maybe???)

Cockwarming (maybe ???)

Unprotected Sex (kinda BC is used. WRAP IT THE FUCK UP EITHER WAY!)

Oral Sex (both receiving)

Anal (maybe ???)

Degrading (maybe just a little but probably only being called a slut and whore)

Choking

Pussy Slapping (maybe ???)

Edging

Begging

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catoslvt · 7 months

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Randy Meeks x Reader

Scream 1997 based.

Sidney Prescotts twin sister.

Unofficially official.

"I do too." I say with an awkward smile before I look out the window and smile properly to myself with a blush.

As I walk into the back of the video store, it's super dark, and immediately, I'm filled with panic because randy walked through here only moments ago.

"Randy!?" I call into the darkness, but I get no response.

"Randy, come on, this isn't funny!" I exclaim, and it feels as if the already silent store becomes even more silent.

"Boo!" Randy screams from behind me as he grabs me and begins violently shaking me as I let out a large terrified scream.

"You get scared so easily, y/n." He says as he lets out large laughs, but our attention is quickly grabbed by the deafening police sirens that are driving close to our store, and we both turn around and begin running to the door.

"Where do you think they're going?" I ask, as about three police cars fly past our store.

"It looks like they're heading out of town." Randy tells me, and I just shake my head with a small laugh.

"Some kids probably set a fire or something." I tell him and he looks at me and smirks.

"Or maybe someone got brutally murdered!" He yells as he raises his eyebrows at me.

"Randy, come on, don't be so brutal!" I exclaim as I slap his chest, and suddenly I see my dads car pull up outside and I run behind the counter and grab my bag and jacket, before returning to the door randy hasn't moved from.

"He's here early." Randy complains and I frown slightly.

"He's got a business trip. He said he'd drive me home before he went." I tell Randy, and he just nods slightly.

"Will you be alright locking up yourself?" I quiz, and he again nods.

"I'll see you at school tomorrow." I tell him as I open the door and begin walking out of it.

"Goodnight, y/n." Randy calls as I begin to climb into my dad's car.

"Night randy." I call back, closing the door to the car as my dad begins driving off home.

"Good night at work?" My dad quizzes, and I shrug.

"It was alright, Randy kept jumping out at me and scaring me, though." I tell him with a laugh which he returns.

"I really like that Randy, he's a nice boy." My dad then mentions as he nods his head.

"They don't know, I mean, dewey is saying this is the worst crime they've seen in years even worse than.. Well. It's bad." She says, quickly forgetting that she was talking about our mom for a moment, and she just speedwalks off as Sidney glares at her.

As Tatum, Sidney, and I approach the school, I stare at all the reporters and police with confused looks.

"Casey and Steve were killed last night." Tatum tells me, and my jaw drops.

Steve and I used to have a thing a few months ago, it wasn't exactly serious but we were on and off for months.

"Casey Becker? She used to sit next to me in English." Sidney gasps and tatum laughs.

"Well, not anymore. It's so sad that her mom and dad found her hanging from a tree her insides on the outside." Tatum tells us and my eyes widen.

"Ew what the fuck." I say with a small laugh, the thought of someone doing that to someone as innocent as Casey really disgusting.

Casey and I were close too, until she started going with Steve which really messed up our friendship.

"Do they know who did it?" I then ask and tatum shakes her head.

"They're fucking clueless I mean they're interrogating the entire school, teachers, students, janitors." Tatum says as she shrugs.

"They think someone in the school did it?" Sidney gasps and tatum looks at her with a shocked expression.

At lunch, the group consisting of Sidney, Sidneys boyfriend Billy, Tatum, Tatums boyfriend Stu, Randy, and I all sit at our usual spot at the fountain as we all discuss what questions the police asked us as my legs swing over Randy's lap and he places his hands ontop of them.

"What kind of questions did they ask you, Sid?" Tatum asks as she turns her head to Sidney.

"Well, they asked me if I was close to Casey." She says and I nod my head in agreement as they asked me that too.

"They asked me that too." Tate says and Stu quickly laughs.

"They asked me if I liked to hunt." He says with a confused smile.

"Yeah, they asked me that too." Billy agrees.

"Why would they ask if you liked to hunt?" I ask and Randy smirks.

"Because their bodies were gutted." He tells me as a pops a grape in his mouth.

"Thank you, Randy." Billy scoffs.

"They didn't ask me if I liked to hunt." Tate complains.

"Because there's no way a girl could have killed them." Stu asks, almost sounding proud that they got killed by men.

"That is so sexist. The killer could easily be female. Basic Instinct." Tatum tells stu, slightly outraged.

"That was an ice pick. It's not exactly the same thing." Randy argues and I shoot him a small glare.

"Yeah, Casey and Steve were completely hollowed out. And the fact is it takes a man to do something like that." Stu states.

"Or a man's mentality." Tatum grumbles before Sidney starts to speak.

"How do you.. gut someone?" She asks, and my jaw drops, slightly taken back by that question.

"You take the knife, and you slit them from the groin to sternum." Stu says rather creepily.

"Hey, it's called tact you fuck rag." Billy says, quickly shutting him up.

"Hey, stu, didn't you used to date casey?" Sidney asks with a small smile.

"Yeah for like two seconds." He scoffs.

"Before she dumped him for Steve." Randy coos and I look at him with a smile, grateful that nobody is bringing me into this.

"I thought you dumped her for me." Tate gasps.

"I did. He's full of shit." Stu says defensively.

"And are the police aware that you dated the victim?" Randy asks as he puts on a voice.

"Hey, what are you saying? That I killed her?" Stu asks as he scrunches up his face.

"It would certainly improve your high school 'Q.' " Randy remarks.

"Stu was with me last night, okay?" Tatum says in stus defence.

"Yeah, I was." Stu agrees, putting on a voice that indicates something happened between them.

'Oooh.' I tease.

"Was that before or after he sliced and diced?" Randy continues, and I gently shove him so he gets the indication to stop.

"fuck you nutcase where were you last night then?" Tatum argues.

"He was working with me." I tell her, trying to get this argument to stop.

"At the video store? I thought they fired your sorry ass." Tatum scoffs to Randy.

"Twice." He says proudly.

"I didn't kill anybody." Stu butts in.

"Nobody said you did." Billy says.

"Thanks buddy." Stu says with a large smile.

"Besides, it takes a man to do something like that." Randy says, mocking stus behaviour from earlier.

"Yo, I'm gonna gut your ass in a second, Kid." Stu groans, and Randy quickly taps my legs, and I remove them from his lap so he can stand up.

"Tell me something. Did you really put her liver in the mailbox? Cause I heard that they found her liver in the mailbox next to her spleen and her pancreas." He coos as he peers down at Tate and Stu.

"Randy, you goon! Fuck! I'm trying to eat here." Tate exclaims as she begins throwing her food at randy causing me to laugh.

"She's getting mad randy, you better liver alone." Stu jokes, and I laugh a little as Randy begins sitting back down next to me.

As Randy and I walk into our work, its as silent as ever because like last night it's only the both of us working, but we aren't finishing as late tonight as there's someone that'll cover our shift later tonight.

"Are you okay? You've been off all day." Randy asks as we sit on our seats behind the counter, only occasionally having to serve a customer.

"It's just the murders, the police. It reminds me of what happened with my mom." I say with a small frown.

"But they're not connected in any way, Cotton is in jail, isn't he? If he escaped, it'd be all over the news, and besides, surely he'd go after you and Sidney first instead of two random teenagers he didn't even know." Randy tells me, trying his best to comfort me but it doesn't really work.

"I know, but sometimes I can't help but think, what if it wasn't Cotton? What if Sid and I got it wrong." I whisper and Randy just shakes his head.

"If you know it was Cotton that murdered your mom, then don't doubt yourself y/n, you'll drive yourself insane." Randy tells me as he grabs my hand and gives it a comforting squeeze, which I do back, until it turns into a fight of who can squeeze the others hand harder and we don't stop until one of my fingers crack and I let out a shocked gasp thinking that Randy broke my finger, but thankfully he didn't.

Hours go by when the sheriff walks in and approaches the register that I currently stand behind.

"Y/n, I need to take you to Mrs Rileys house, Sidney was attacked, she's alright but she has to go to the station to answer some questions and you have to stay at the Rileys house until we get in touch with your dad." He says and I stand up confused as I grab my bag and jacket.

"I need to go now?" I ask, confused.

"Yes, I'll drive you, it's alright." He answers, and Randy grabs my hand confused.

"What's going on?" Randy asks as the sheriff begins walking to the door.

"Sidney got attacked, I'm staying at Tatums house until they can get ahold of my dad. The sheriff is here to take me there." I tell him and he gasps slightly as he nods.

"Call me if you need me y/n I mean it." Randy warns.

"I will. Stay safe randy I'll see you tomorrow." I say with a faint smile.

"You too." He replies before I begin following the sheriff out to the police car.

"You punched Gale weather's!?" I scream to Sidney and tate nods and laughs from beside me.

"Yeah she did, it was fucking awesome." Tatum gasps and Sidney smirks.

"It felt fucking awesome too." She mumbles, earning a laugh from the three of us.

I begin to climb out of the police car as we arrive at school and almost immediately reporters surround Sidney, and we all protect her before she sees Gale and storms over to her, I'm not sure what for but I decide not to follow because I know I'd end up brutally murdering her.

"So, what happened last night?" Randy asks as he leans against the locker beside mine, and I shrug as I put my whole bag in my locker and only pull out my stuff for history.

"Sidney got attacked. She didn't really tell me much else because she was shaken up, but she's convinced it was Billy that did it, she told me that like two nights ago he snuck in through her window and keeps acting really weird with her." I tell him as I shrug before I look in the tiny mirror that I glued to the inside of my locker and begin to sort the front parts of my hair.

"Do you think it was Billy?" Randy asks, his normally playful voice now turning dead serious.

"I think it could be, maybe stu too, like the comments they were making yesterday about Casey and Steve? I don't know it really freaked me out, you know? I mean, people who joke about murder are just really fucked in the head." I state, getting angry to the point where I slam my locked.

"I mean, seriously, tomorrow is the anniversary of my moms death and Billy is well aware of that so they decide to make jokes about murder." I mumble under my breath, but Randy hears and gently wraps his arm around my shoulders as he begins to lead us to our history class, where not even twenty minutes into the lesson Mr Himbrys voice states that all classes are suspended until further notice and I quickly run out of the class to find Sidney and Tatum seeing as I'm staying at Tatums house for a while, and as I approach them I hear stu talking about a party.

"Am I invited to this party?" I ask and they all turn to face me.

"If you really want, but it's gonna be a small gathering, so don't go about telling everyone, got it?" Stu tells me and I nod.

"My mouth is sealed." I promise, and he nods.

"You guys get the food, alright?" Stu asks as he stops walking, and we all nod in agreement, and he gives tate one final kiss before walking off in the opposite direction.

As we all stand in Tatums room staring in her mirror while piecing together outfits using tatums clothes, I clear my throat.

"I might tell randy I like him tonight." I tell them and they both immediately stop what they're doing and turn to face me with their eyes widened in shock.

"What! Really?" Tatum asks, clearly very excited and I nod.

"What's there to lose, I guess? If he doesn't like me back, I'll just say I was really drunk, and I can't remember anything that happened." I answer, and they both begin to smile widely.

"So, what's the plan then? How are you gonna do it?" Sidney asks, and I shrug.

"I was thinking of getting him alone, and just tell him, or maybe even just kiss him." I respond and they both nod clearly liking the plan.

"Kiss him and then tell him." Tate argues.

"No, tell him and let him kiss you!" Sidney argues back, and I smile widely.

Dewey pulls up to the police station as we all climb out the car, and he points at all three of us sternly.

"I'll only be a few minutes, don't go too far okay?" He asks and we all nod before linking arms and walking off towards the grocery store to get food for the party.

"Billy's right, you know, any time he touches me, I just can't relax." Sidney tells us as we walk through the grocery store piling stuff in our cart.

"So you have a few intimacy issues as a result of your mothere untimely death. It's no big deal, sid. You'll thaw out." Tatum tells her, and I laugh a little.

"Yeah, but he has been so patient with me with all the sex stuff. How many guys would put up with a girlfriend who's sexually anorexic?" Sidney argues and I laugh more at the sexually anorexic comment.

"Billy and his penis don't deserve you, alright?" Tatum scoffs as she throws more stuff in the cart.

As I walk into the party, I immediately leave tate and sid as they head to the kitchen to give stu the food because I see Randy spinning his random girl I've never seen before about it, and it honestly makes me extremely jealous.

"Randy! I thought you were working." I gasp as I immediately grab his hand and drag him to the couch away from the girl.

"I was meant to be, but I got it off early because of the curfew." He tells me, and I gasp and nod as Tate approaches the other sofa where her and stu sit together, his arm around her.

"Do you have anything to drink y/n!?" Stu yells roughly about five minutes later after we all finally agreed on a movie to watch

"No, could I get one please though?" I ask and he nods before he looks at tatum.

"Could you get us some more beers from the garage?" He asks, and she groans but stands up and leaves anyways, which is when pretty much everyone starts to leave because of the 9pm curfew apart from our origional friendgroup and a few boys who are only staying to see Jamie Lee Curtis' tits..

"Don't you know the rules?" Randy asks.

"What rules?" Stu asks.

"Jesus christ." I whisper knowing what's about to happen.

"You don't know the rules!?" Randy exclaims as he stands up.

"There are certain rules one must abide by in order to successfully survive a horror movie. For instance, number one, you can never have sex." Randy tells everyone and instantly they all begin booing and throwing popcorn at him.

"Big nono!" I yell.

"Number two, you can never drink or do drugs. The sin factor is an extension of rule number one." He tells us, and everyone begins cheering and clinking their beer bottles together.

"And number three, never, ever ever under any circumstances say,'ill be right back' because you'll never be back." Randy tells us all, and I smile at him, which he returns as sti stands up.

"I'm getting another beer. Do you want one?" Stu calls as he begins to leave the living room.

"Yeah, sure." Randy says with a small shrug.

"I'll be right back." Stu yells with a laugh, and everyone left begins to laugh and joke about Randy's rules, but he still continues to rant.

"You ignore the laws, and you end up dead, okay? I'll see you in a kitchen with a knife." Randy scoffs before he sits back down next to me, shooting me a smile that I return.

Only minutes later, the house phone begins to ring, and Randy goes down to answer it, and we all watch him suspiciously.

"Listen up, they found principle himbry dead, he was gutted and hung from the goal post On the football field.." Randy tells us, and my eyes widen in shock as I stare at him, confused on if he's lying or not, and everyone else that was left at the party begin screaming and shouting as they all run out, being disgusting because they want to see his dead body.

"That's cruel." I state as Randy sits back next to me. Although the couch is now fully empty and there's even an empty sofa beside the one im on, he still takes the seat next to me.

After we watch a fair chunk of the movie, I begin to hear banging and thudding coming from upstairs, along with screaming and doors slamming, so I quickly stand up.

"We should go." I quickly say as I shake my head, and Randy nods as she grabs my hand, both of us running outside where we see gale weather's in a news reporting van, so Randy and I both sprint towards it.

"What's going on?" Randy asks, and Gale begins hitting him across the face with a phone, causing him to collapse to the floor as gale speeds away.

"What the fuck!?" I scream as I drop to my knees beside him, grabbing his face to make sure he's alright and he stares at me with a smile.

"Are you alright?" I gasp and he nods.

"I'm seeing like three of you." He laughs as he rubs his eyes, trying to straighten his vision.

"Maybe we should stay here for five minutes before you try and stand up." I state, and he nods in agreement.

"Sidney! Sid, you need to let us in." I cry as Randy and I begin running towards the house, stu following close behind us.

"Sidney, don't listen to them! They killed Billy, and they killed my tatum." He exclaims and Randy and I shake our head in protest as it runs into a screaming match against all three of us, and as Randy begins to climb up the stairs, stu grabs him and literally throws him to the bottom, which was really random but I guess he's desperate to get into the house.

"Sidney, you need to let Randy and I in, Randy has a concussion." I state, and she shakes her head as Randy begins to climb the stairs again, Sidney cocking her gun between randy, stu and I.

"Fuck all three of you." She spits before she slams the door in our faces and the three of us begin pounding the door screaming at her to let us in, and suddenly stu quickly runs away, I'm guessing to the backdoor but I'm not following him incase he butchers me, and I go to bang the door again but Billy lets us inside, where randy begins to frantically throw his arms around.

"Stus flipped out! He's gone mad!" Randy yells.

"We all go a little mad sometimes.." Billy chuckles before he raises the gun and shoots Randy's shoulder which sends him flying and before I can do anything he shoots my stomach, which sends me flying beside randy and I pass out before I even hit the floor.

When I wake up, I open my eyes to Randy's face hovering over mine, my belly screaming in pain as I feel a warm liquid pouring out a hole in my stomach.

"That bitch shot me." I cry in pain as the wound becomes more painful.

"Oh my god, I thought you were dead." Randy gasps as he stares down at me, quickly helping me sit up.

"So did I." I whisper because I can hear stu and Billy screaming from the kitchen.

"When we get out of here alive, I swear I'm gonna take you on the best date ever, only if you want me to, though." Randy tells me and I nod as I reach my hand up and touch his face, covering his cheek with the blood from my stomach but neither of us care.

"I'd like that." I whisper, and he quickly presses his lips against mine in a kiss, which I happily return, and that's when sidney clears her throat quietly from beside us and motions for us to follow her through into the downstairs office of the house as she begins to slip on the ghost face costume herself.

"You can't fight both of them, Sidney. I'll fight stu, okay? You fight that asshole Billy?" I offer, and she nods before she sneaks into the hall and I sneak Into the living room, where I begin to throw things around so Stu runs in, he's losing alot of blood fast and he looks like he's in a weird delusional state so this fight will hopefully be easy.

"Y/n? You have to let me go, man." He begs, and I just raise an eyebrow at him, and suddenly he charges at me, tackling me so we both go flying to the floor with him pinning me down, as he begins to punch me over and over again, causing my vision to go blurry so all i do is raise my knee as hard as I can, hitting him in the balls and he lets out a yelp as he rolls off me, and as I try to stand up he stabs me directly in my right side, the knife going pretty deep as he twists it and turns it before pulling it out and doing it again, and I let out a large scream as I grab a vase and smash it over his head, knocking him out for only seconds before I stare at the TV.

It's a heavy TV and it'll do damage if it lands on someone's face, so without warning I push it ontop of stus face and watch as his body shakes for a few moments, clearly being electrocuted before he falls limp, and that's when the adrenaline wares off and my side becomes an overpowering pain and I just pass out again, landing beside stu.

Flashforward, like 18 years, so you and Randy have a teenager.

"Mom?" Tate asks as he looks up from the homework book on the kitchen table, and for some reason randy looks up too which only makes me laugh.

"Yes sweetie?" I ask with a smile.

"How did you two meet?" He asks and Randy and I look at each other and just shake our heads.

"We met during high-school." I tell him and he just nods as he scribbles stuff down in his book.

"Why am I called Tate?" He then goes onto ask and I sadly smile.

"Your mom and I had a really good friend called Tatum. She was lovely, but she passed away so we named you after her." Randy tells him.

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creepyyanderegirl · 6 months

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Yandere Randy Meeks Alphabet

A=Affection (How do they show their love for you)

Arm over shoulder, hugging, cuddling,holding,kissing,hand holding

B=Bound (How much do they share with you)

Wants no secrets between you two

C=Cruel (How do they punish you)

Yelling,silent treatment,isolation,takes things

D-Desire (How long until they take you)

1 month

E=Even (To what level are they dominant)

Same level as you

F=Future(What are their future plans for the two of you)

Get married have a few kids have a dog

G=Gifts (What do they give you)

Sweets,stuff animals, jewelry, blankets,clothes

H=Hell (Worst experience with them)

Jealous moments, his punishments

I=Insane (How insane did they get because of you)

9/10

J=Jealous(How easily do they get jealous)

Very easily gets mad

K=Killing (How do they handle killing)

Stabs them

L=Language (What is their love language)

All of them

M=Manipulation(What could you do to get your way)

Sweet to him or show him affection

N=No (To what strength would they go for you)

Hed do anything for you

O=Obsessed (How obsessed are they with you)

10/10

P=Pet names(What do they call you)

My love,love,sweetie,sweetheart,hunny,angel,babe,baby,princess

Q=Quit (How would they act if you died)

Depressed and broken forever

R=Runaway (What are your chances to get away)

Promises himself he'll get you again

S=Stalking (How good are they at stalking you)

7/10

T=Type (What type of yandere are they)

Delusional,Caring,Obsessive,Clibgy,Sweet,Jealous,Possessive, Overprotective

U=Unique (Different from other yanderes)

Doesn't want to hurt you

V=Vine (How would they feel if you fought back)

Yells at you

W=Will (Would they do anything against their loves will)

X=X-Ray (How much do they keep hidden from you)

Nothing

Y=Yearning (How much do they want you)

2/10

Z=Zzz (How do you two fall asleep together)

Cuddles you tightly and closely

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #yandererandymeeks #yandere boy #randy meeks #randy meeks x reader #randy meeks x y/n #randy meeks x you #scream

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roadkillremi · 6 months

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11 out of 11

Kinktober '23

Happy Halloween

Sub!Randy X F!Dom!Reader

MasterList. Kinktober '23

Summary : Randy wants you after a few too many drinks. Characters are 18+

Warnings : MINORS DNI, Semi-Public sex, under aged drinking, language, phrase, p in V, unprotected, dry humping(?), Dom Reader, Randy looking down readers sweater. Semi proof-read.

A/N - Randy is dressed up as Jason Voorhees from Friday the 13th Part 2, Reader is dressed up as Freddy Kruger from Nightmare on Elm Street.

You held Randy's hand as he knocked on Stus' door. Stu answered with a beer in his hands, the music flooded from the door. His brown hair was gelled down and he has a leather jacket clinging to his figure.

"What are you supposed to be?-" Randy blurted. Stus eyes darkened a bit, "A greaser- Tatum wanted to be a pink lady or something... Plus don't I look hot?!" He did a little spin for you two.

"Sure-" Randy answered trying to push his way inside. Stu stopped him with his hand, "What are you two?.."

"Freddy and Jason-" Randy breathed. Stu tilted his head in confusion, you grabbed Randy's shoulder pulling him back.

"I'm Freddy. He's Jason. It stared with a dumbass argument over who would win-" you explained. Stu raised an eyebrow, "Very romantic-". Randy pushed his way through, he gripped his fake pitchfork in anger.

"It's fine. He's just being an ass" you practically yelled against the crowd. Randy plopped down on the couch, "He's always an ass.". You nodded, you leaned over and fixed the collar on his blue plaid shirt.

"You look very handsome." You tried to calm him down. His blue eyes looked up at you, "Thanks.. you look very hot.". You grinned, you fiddled with your red and green sweater. It was originally Dewey's, you asked to have it and he didn't mind. You spent all day toughing up the edges. Your brown hat sat on your head perfectly. You sat on the arm of the couch, Randy snaked his arm around your hips.

"Why do we come to his parties?" You asked observing everyone dancing and drinking.

"Cause you're friends with Tatum and Syd, and I have no friends-" he answered bluntly. You elbowed his shoulder, "You have friends-". He raised his eyebrows and leaned in close to you.

"Yes, the voices in my head" his eyes were wide. You rolled your eyes and smiled, "you got me..". He grinned and gave you a quick peck.

"I'm getting a beer, you gonna sit here or join me?" You got off the arm of the couch. You turned towards him holding out your hand. He took it, "Fine.". You attempted to pull him up before he pulled you back down. You landed on his lap with his arm wrapping around you.

"I guess Jason wins" he smirked kissing you. You leaned into his kiss, "Sure, just like how you're so dominant in bed-" you teased. You got up turning towards his shocked face.

"That was a low blow." He said pointing his finger at you. You rolled your eyes, grabbing his potato sack of a mask from his overall pocket. You pulled it over his face only showing his left eye.

"Come on, Jason." You grabbed his hand once more leading him to the kitchen. He followed right behind you, "That was still a low blow-".

"Oh, please! You tell Stu all the time about how you rail me" you exaggerated.

"Yeah well it's true." He whined.

"No, Randall. I rail you." You said looking into his one visible eye. You pushed past some partying teenagers. You leaned over the kitchen island grabbing some beers laid out.

"Now let's go shit talk while getting drunk-" you lead back to the living room. Randy happily followed you back to his original spot.

It's been about two hours, Randy was absolutely shit faced. His masked lay forgotten on the floor, he took a sloppy sip of his beer. You leaned against him looking at the remaining people. Randy leaned towards you his forehead resting against your temple.

"Alright, Jason Voorhees?" You asked glancing at him.

"mhm.." his arms wrapped around your waist.

"You sure? Do you need to go home?"

"No" he breathed. He paused for a second, the heat radiated off of him.

"Just drunk. Plus I have a clear shot of your boobs-" he laughed. You scoff pushing him back, "You pervert-".

"No! You're my girlfriend so" he dragged out his so before sipping his beer. You smiled taking the bottle from him. You placed it on the coffee table next to all the other bottles.

"You know the next party is your turn to be a sober driver-" you reminded. He nodded, "Aye-Aye, Captain.". He chugged down the rest of his beer, you looked down at your half full bottle. It was your second one, you sighed leaning into Randy.

Tatum and Stu appeared around the corner laughing. Stu noticed you two and stopped, "I'm kicking everyone out. You two can stay! Imma go have sex!" He smiled walking around announcing people have to leave.

Randy grinned and leaned close to your face, "Bottoms up!". You chuckled before chugging down the rest of your beer. Randy smiled pulling you into his lap. His hands lazily held your hips, "Mm, would you be against sex right now?". You raised an eyebrow, Randy was obviously hard underneath you, you never noticed due to his baggy overalls. The denim of his bulge pushed against your shorts.

"Randy, can't you be patient?" You whispered. Your fingers slid down the side of his face. He gently bucked his hips up, you closed your eyes trying to contain yourself.

"Please?..." His bottom lip pushed out. You leaned down gently biting his bottom lip. You pulled back snagging the lip a bit. His eyes widened at you, his hand got Shakey. You smirked leaning in to kiss him again, "Remember the rules?". He nodded and continued kissing you, his hands digging into your hips.

"Repeat them to me-" you backed up far enough to stop kissing him. He whined, "I know them-".

"Repeat them-" your voice went stern. He took a breath, "Ask permission to come. Ask to touch you.". You smirked, "Good boy .". His lips parted, "But now we're gonna have to add some." You grinned. His brows knitted together, "huh?".

"We're at a party with some.. stragglers." You whispered glancing into the dining room. Some of Stu's buddies were still talking to him. You kinda felt bad for Tatum, she crossed her arms waiting for him to finish. You turned back to Randy, "You know how I tell you it's okay to moan?".

He nodded, "Today you can't. Can't let em hear us. Got that?" You whispered. He pouted, "okay.".

"If anyone comes over here. Pretend you're asleep." You added. He nodded, you leaned into him kissing him once more. He groaned sinking his hands down to your ass. You dug your hips down into his bulge well moving his hands back to your hips. He let out a sigh feeling some form of friction.

"All this for me... Such a good boy" you whispered to him. He nodded frantically, you dragged your hips up and down his erection. He bit his lip holding in his whines, "Want more." He whispered. You smirked, "I need full sentences.".

"I.. want more.. I want you on my cock.." he breathed out. You slowly unclasped his overalls, you lifted your hips causing him to let out a whine. You shot a look at him causing him to silence. You peeked over to see Stus friends gone, you hoped Stu and Tatum were upstairs now.

You sat up on your knees dragging his overalls down past his hips. You laughed softly at his Riddle Batman boxers. You placed your hips down onto his boxers. He closed his eyes tilting his head back. His Adams apple moved up and down.

"Tease-" he grumbled. You grabbed his jaw squishing his cheeks a bit.

"Excuse me?" You lifted your hips up again. He let out a soft huff, "Please fuck me.". You grinned, "much better.". You took his throbbing dick out of his boxers. The pre-come dripped out costing the tip.

"Such a pretty boy..." You cooed. He let out a quiet moan in response. You unbuttoned your shorts quickly getting up to take them off, you took your underwear off as well. You shoved them beside his thigh close to the cushion so they couldn't be seen. You straddle his hips gripping his shaft. You dragged his tip through your folds.

Randy groaned tilting his head back down. You quickly covered his mouth, "They can hear us-". Randy didn't seem to believe you but nodded. You slowly sunk down onto him, you uncovered his mouth. His lips fell open letting out a string of moans. You glared down at him, you grabbed your underwear shoving it in his mouth.

You smirked, "Now that's a pretty sight.". You continued to move your hips in small circles. Your breathing became rough as you tried not to moan. Randy's nails dug into your hips urging for you to keep going. You started raising your hips and falling back down. His eyes rolled into the back of head, you grinned and continued.

His hand tugged on your sweater as you rode him. You glanced down at him with a smile, "Wanna touch me?". He nodded, "Good boy." You lead his hand inside your sweater. He cupped your breast with his right hand, the other was still holding your hip. You reached around your back unclasping your bra with some miracle. The garment loosened in your sweater allowing Randy to move it aside and grasp onto your chest. His thumb rubbed against your perky nipple in circles.

"Mm, that's it... Next time you run your mouth to Stu. Tell him the truth, alright? That you're my little sex toy-" you exhaled sharply. Randy nodded, sweat built up on his forehead. He groaned against the cloth and bucked his hips upward repeatedly.

"Fuck!" Moans spilled out of your mouth. You bit your lip not being able to hold back.

"God, Randy!" You clenched around him. You heard a door slam causing you to pull the throw blanket over you and Randy. You laid down against his chest and pulled your underwear out of his mouth. You felt a warm ooze enter your core, you groaned softly causing Randy to smirk.

"See they're asleep!" Tatum whined. Stu crept down the stairs seeing you two on the couch.

"I swear I heard something-" he mumbled.

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tonixe · 11 months

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so I needddddd a randy meeks x reader where Randy records reader when they fuck and billy or stu is at his house and finds the tapes the rest is up to you pls and thank you—🧸🫧

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n.o.t.e.s - There should be more randy fics tbh. Lowkey, thank you for requesting this. 💗 Im fully going to open requests next week <3

w.a.r.n - unprotected sex, penetration, p in the v, sex tape, dub-con, oral sex (m receiving), Randy is a virgin.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Randy Meeks x fem!reader

w.c. - 1.3k

"Randy~" you whined, laying down on his bed wearing nothing but his oversized shirt and your f/c panties. You tilted your head to the side as he approached you.

"What?" he muttered under his breath, going back to searching for a movie to watch in his drawer. "Im bored" You turned our body to him and slightly got up from his bed.

He made a victory noise as he grabbed ahold of two horror movies in his hand, shaking them to you. "Hellraiser or Carrie," he smiled before opening the DVD player.

"What about..Body double?" you said, holding it up.

"That's basically porn in a movie," Randy said, turning to you. "I know, I just want to watch something that eventful, you know." you pointed at him. Randy cocked his eyebrows at you.

"What about..Sleepaway camp?"

"Let's do something better" You got up from the bed, slowly massaging his shoulder, kissing his neck, and pressing your bare chest on his back.

"Instead of watching it, let's record it," you whispered to his ear before you lowered your hands toward his crotch.

"What are you doing, Y/N" he steps and turns around to look at you, "just being entertain, besides what the harm I'm in that" you cocked your head at him, teasing him.

"I have to stay a virgin, people who have sex always die in the end" Randy exclaimed at you, "really, but what if" you walked up near him, lifting your shirt and throwing it on the floor, "Nobody has to know, we can record our little horror movie, while you fuc my guts" you whispered to him.

His face turning brightly red, before accident looking at your cheat, before he look away covering his eyes.

"What the hell, Y/N" he yelled,

"Come on, Randy your acting like you never seen me naked before" you sighed, "besides you can't be a virgin forever, ran~" you whispered, slowly kissing his neck and gently biting his ear.

You glanced down at his pant, seeing that your attempts were working, "your hard" you said, gently taking his face.

His face is still red, "Come on, babe" you said, looking at him while battering your eyelashes. Randy didn't think of losing his virginity he would lose it to you, he muttered a yes under his breath.

"You'll never forget this, I promise" You backed away from him, you took out a tripod, setting up near his bed randy to his surprise.

"You brought a fucking tripod, Y/N" he exclaimed, biting his lip.

"I was hoping you would say yes, just something to keep if I'm not here" You winked at him, before hitting record on it.

"Lay down" you ordered Randy before you got down on your knee before him, looking up at him, "You ready" you smiled at him.

"S-sure" he muttered out.

The sound of you unzipping his pants made randy sweat, before you threw his pant to the side, taking off his boxers, revealing his hard dick, with a red tip.

"God, Randy I didn't know you were hiring this from me" before you took your hand to pump it.

"F-fuck" he stutters out, he argued his back, hiding his face from you. "Don't be shy, ran~" you teased before taking his length laying the tip. On your tongue, licking it.

Sinful noises came out from Randy's mouth, before you took his fick into your mouth, you lifted your attention to randy red face.

"Damn it, Y/N" he moaned out.

You pushed your mouth further down his length,. gagging on it a little before going down and back. Before you felt randy's hand forcing your head down on hiss pelvis, gagging you. Tears pricking up on your lashes, before looking at randy.

He face fucked you before he spilled his cum down your throat. You took his dick to open your mouth, wiping your saliva off your face, "Damn, Randy I never knew you could do that" you said, giving him a little smile, before discarding your panties. "Sorry" he responded, before you got on top of him.

"It's okay, I love this side of you" before you lifted his shirt, surprisingly showing his tamed muscles. "Ready" you whispered, giving a little glance to the still-recording camera, you blinked your long lashes at him.

You held his shoulder before lowering yourself to his length, the sharp pain. You heard a moan from randy, as he gently gripped your waist. As you got adjusted to his large size.

"Fuck Randy, your huge" you whispered, already feeling full.

"F-fuck" Randy stuttered out, looking at you his eyes filled with lust, "just move...please" Randy begged out, gripping your waist desperately.

You rolled your hips, lifting yourself and pressing yourself down slowly, his size ripping you apart. Biting your lip in pain.

Randy gripped on your waist digging into your waist, he groaned. "S-shit" you slowly ride him, you pelvis pressing into him

He threw in head back, groaning. Before he gripped your waist forcing you down, in a reckless pace.

You moaned out loud, your breast bouncing to the thrusting of his cock into you. You back arch, as closing your eyes.

You wall spasming around his cock, your tongue lolling out, with pleasure. His pelvis slammed into yours.

"F-fuck, Randy I-im close" you moaned,

"M-me too!" he groaned, before his pelvis slammed into yours, your boobs bouncing to the pace.

Before moaning out, wetting his cock. Randy slammed his waist into you one last time, "W-wait Randy-" you got cut off by him spilled himself into you, your cunt milking his cock.

You body trembles before getting off of Randy, falling onto him, trying to catch your breath, his did still inside you.

The camera still recording.

"Holy shit" Randy muttered, he turned his head toward you, "That was the best sex I ever had"

"It the only sex you ever had" you muttered before Randy got on top of you. "That was better than any movie" he exclaimed happily, his hand near your head, as he was on top you.

"I fucking love you, Y/N," he said; you gently grabbed his hand and caressed it, "I love you too, Randy," you whispered with a smile.

You towards the camera, "Randy," you rubbed his shoulders, "Let's call it the virgin night" you gave him a sinful smile, Randy looked at you with a smile before leading you into a make-out.

"Damn, Randy, how many movies do you even have" Stu yelled, turning his head toward Randy, Billy sitting over on the couch, laying his feet on the coffee table.

"There are never enough movies," Randy grabbed DVD from Stu, "Besides, it's the shining; it's a fucking classic," Randy exclaimed before placing it on the coffee table.

"If you say so dude" Stu responded, before Stu looked for a movie to watch, searching through Randy's movie collection. "What's this" Stu picked up, which caught Billy's attention, "The virgin night, never seen this before" Stu took out, the DVD.

"Probably wasn't released yet, Randy does work at the video store" Billy took his leg off the coffee table, as Stu sat down examing it, "Sounds like a porn movie" Billy muttered, looking at the DVD.

"Wanna watch it?" Stu asked.

"Sure,," Billy shrugged before Stu placed it into the DVD player, grabbing the remote, turning it on.

Not before long, they saw you naked laying there, before billy interrupted "Isn't that Y/N" he said in disbelief.

"No fucking way, that nerd actually did that" Stu looked at the screen, before Randy walked into the living room with a bowl of popcorn, "Did you guys found a movie?" Randy asked

"Yea" Stu answered still looking at the screen.

"What is it?" before Randy sat down, with the bowl of popcorn.

"Your sex tape" Stu and Billy nonchantly responded.

"What.."

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f1nalboys · 1 year

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In Video - Randy Meeks

Randy Meeks

WORD COUNT: 1250

WARNINGS: nsfw, randy eats out his pocket pussy, randy watches porn and imagines its you, randy cums untouched, switch randy, no reader present but they're mentioned, thats it thats the warnings...maybe distracted driving at the very beginning? idk man, not proofread

Randy couldn’t wait to get home. The VHS tape he had once again renewed was burning a hole in the brown paper bag it was inside and all Randy wanted was to go home, settle down into his bed, and cum to the sight of the contents. He was alone in the car, a mere 5 minutes out from his house, and he lets his mind wander, only a little bit.

One hand drops to his lap, rubbing himself over his jeans ever so slightly, and Randy sighs at the friction. “Only five more minutes,” He mutters to himself, head tilting back slightly as he palms himself harder. He was already aching, the video - which was practically burned into his mind - playing in his head.

The video starts with two people kissing, the girl's hands dragging down the man's already-bare torso until she reaches his lap. He was only wearing underwear and she palmed him carefully, laughing against his lips when he moans at her touch. Randy can see the way she fishes his cock out of his underwear, tugging at it quickly without so much as a blink. She was in control.

She looked like you.

A car horn brings Randy back to reality and he gulps, shaking the thoughts from his head and focusing back on the road. He was three minutes away from home now and he could focus, had to focus, on the road and not the ache in his cock.

By the time Randy pulls into his driveway he’s sweating, desperate to touch himself. He keeps his bookbag in front of his lap as he gets out, rushing upstairs into the apartment building, barely able to force a smile to his neighbor. “Finally,” He huffs as he slams his front door shut, unzipping his bag and pulling the VHS out and heading to his bedroom.

He didn’t even need the sound on, he realizes as he puts the tape in, slipping his jacket off, pulling his jeans down and kicking them off before crawling into bed. He had watched this particular tape so many times before that if he closes his eyes and thinks, really thinks, he can hear and see everything. He can hear the whimpers and moans the girl let out when the man took control, flipping her onto her back and forcing her legs open. He can see the way she rocked her hips against the man, fucking herself onto him. But most of all, the part that made his cock twitch whenever he thought about it being you, was when she rode his face, fingers tangled in his hair as she used his mouth. That’s what he remembers.

The video starts as it always does and Randy lets his eyes flutter shut, his hand rubbing against his cock over his boxers. The friction was intense and he let out a soft whine, bordering on a whimper, as he grinds his palm down harder. If you were there, you’d be taking care of him. Randy lets the sounds flowing from his TV envelope himself completely as his mind drifts from the two on the tape to you and him.

He’s been too nervous to ask you out. When he saw you in his film class that first day, he was hooked. He listened to every word you said, watched each syllable curl around your tongue, and pass your lips. He watches your hands, how you hold your pencil and pick at your nails and how you flatten your clothes before you sit down. He notices everything about you; He could pick you out of a crowd in an instant just by the way your perfume smelled as you walked past.

Randy opens his eyes, blinking away the fog he was beginning to develop. He was hard, his cock aching and leaking inside his boxers, and he had to let out a shaky breath as he removed his hand, leaning over in bed and grabbing his toy from his bedside table. It was his pocket pussy and, without thinking, he brings it down and grinds it against his cock.

“F-fuck!” He moans, hips bucking into the toy. Randy pulls it away but his hips flex again, grinding against the air. He could cum just from that, from the feeling of grinding against nothing, but only if he did this. He closes his eyes shut and places the toy above his lips.

He had matched his movements perfectly. The second his tongue swipes through the silicone folds, the girl, the one who he pretended was you, moans as she sinks down onto the mans face. Randy continues to move his tongue, slowly, up and down, taking care to flick his tongue on the clit.

Keeping his hand balled into a fist at his side, Randy thinks about you. He imagines it’s you hovering over his mouth, too shy to fully sit, and when he pushes the toy down against his mouth he thinks about how he’d wrap his arms around your thighs and force you to sit on his face.

He thinks about you; would you moan as loud as the girl in the video? Would you grind your cunt down on his face and tangle your hands in his hair to hold his face still? Would you laugh at the sight of him below you, humping the air with a leaking cock, knowing that he loved the taste of you so much he could cum just from you covering his tongue? Would your body twitch when you came, forcing you to roll your hips even when the pleasure became almost too much?

Randy can feel himself getting close. With each thrust of his hips, the swollen head of his cock would rub against the fabric of his underwear, sending a shockwave of pleasure down his spine. “Y/N,” He moans, lips still against the toy. He was sloppy, saliva trailing down his neck, his mouth filling the room with wet sounds. The more he thought of you, how wet you would be, how sweet you’d taste, the more desperate he got. “Use me.”

His free hand, which had remained at his side, nails splitting open his palm, moves quickly to his head, fingers gripping his hair, and he tugs hard. The action hurts and he winces but then he’s imagining your fingers threaded through his hair, pulling harshly, using him for your pleasure without thinking about his, and he cums, tears springing up into his eyes.

He cries out your name, hips lifting from the mattress, lips sucking at the toys clit, his hand tugging harder. He cums hard, voice breaking into a sobbed moan, covering his underwear in cum, and then he’s finished, body collapsing back against the mattress. The hand holding the toy falls to the side and the one tangled in his hair falls to the other. There was a dull thud in his head and his chest was heaving from exhaustion, a sheen of sweat covering his entire body.

Randy sighs, head tilting back to the side and seeing the porn still playing. He gulps, cock twitching, as the man grabs the girl's legs, pushing them towards her chest, and pushing back inside without warning. Seeing her go from having total control and using him as her own fuck toy to a whimpering and wet mess was enough to drive him crazy, hand wrapping around his cock. He’d get to have you like that one day.

He knew it.

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stuslover · 9 months

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abecedário nsfw – randy meeks

pairing: randy meeks x fem!reader

avisos: merda comum de nsfw, nada radical. um pouco de mommy kink e menção honrosa a randy pirocudo porquê você não pode me negar isso.

word count: 2788

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A = Aftercare ( como é depois do sexo )

muito babão e romântico </3 randy é do tipo que pega tudo que você quiser; água, doces, remédio, lenços... limpa você e faz cafuné no seu cabelo. muito prestativo e protetor, ele odiaria ir dormir logo após o ato, precisa tomar uma ducha pra tirar o suor e quaisquer outros fluidos corporais que vocês compartilharam, e ele também vai esperar que você tome um banho depois se não nada de beijos e abraços antes de dormir.

faz cafuné e reafirma como te ama e como o sexo que vocês fizeram foi gostoso. sussurra coisas no seu ouvido como "foi tão gostoso, meu amor. te fudi bem hoje? " ou então "você me pegou tão bem dessa vez querida, eu ti comi tão gostoso, ah. "

B = Body part ( parte favorita do corpo em si mesmo e em seu parceiro )

nele mesmo, acho que randy não gostaria muito de nada. inseguro como o inferno, não poderia escolher porquê acha que nenhuma parte seria boa o suficiente pra você mas se fosse pra decidir qual ele menos odeia seria seus lábios porquê ele sussurra elogios no seu ouvido, deixa chupões na sua pele, beija você, te chupa...

e em você, ele amaria tudo mas especialmente seu pescoço. não é o tipo que enforca por vontade própria, tá mais pro cara que vai beijar e gemer na curva do seu pescoço quando tiver cheio de tesão ou quando já estiverem transando. ele amaria a sensação do suor escorrendo na pele do seu pescoço enquanto ele lambe o líquido salgado da sua pele.

C = Cum ( qualquer coisa haver com porra )

o aspecto seria um pouco mais líquido do que esperado, mas a cor bem densa como branco leite ou até meio perolado, só que sem os brilhos obviamente. gosto mais salgado quando ele não estiver cuidando tanto de sua alimentação mas a fruta favorita desse garoto seria abacaxi, bem docinho na maioria das vezes.

ele gostaria de gozar na sua boca, todas as vezes. seria um pouco trabalhoso tirar pra fora, tirar o preservativo e mudar toda a posição só pra ele descarregar na sua garganta a cada rodada mas é, faça um esforço pra agradar esse menino, ele também faria tudo por você!! mas se você não gosta de engolir então ele só vai terminar dentro do preservativo mesmo e aceitar isso.

D = Dirty secret (seus pequenos segredos sujos )

quedinha desgraçada por mommy kink!!!! nunca admitiria isso mas ele estaria implorando por dentro pra você cavalgar nele e mandar ele te chamar de mamãe, seria um sub total pela sua mommy e faria de tudo pra ganhar elogios, ser chamado de "garotinho da mamãe. " ou ouvir um "bom menino, randy! ". sim, ele quer ser elogiado então nunca seria um brat, desobediências só trazem punições e ele quer ser 100℅ submisso a você como um capacho que você pode pisar e limpar os sapatos sujos de terra. randy comandado por buceta sim!

e também, cucking. randy nunca falaria sobre isso porque, ao mesmo tempo que ele acha atraente, ele também teria um ciúme desgraçado sobre isso. quer dizer, ele toparia assistir você transando com billy ou stu, tem algo em ver você foder com outro que o deixa super quente mas ele sabe como seria provocado inferno a fora pelo loomis ou macher quando proposto e durante a sessão, nenhum deles recusaria.

E = Experience ( quanto de experiência tem? )

não tanto quanto gostaria. tudo que ele aprendeu seria com você, provavelmente só saberia bater punheta pra ele mesmo antes de vocês começarem a dormir juntos, randy seria a definição de virjola.

F = Favorite position ( auto explicativo )

MISSIONÁRIO! ele ficaria todo derretidinho encima de você, empurrando e puxando, segurando suas coxas e querendo estar o mais perto possível do seu corpo, quase tentando desafiar a física e mostrar que dois corpos podem sim ocupar o mesmo espaço. randy deitaria a cabeça no seu ombro e beijaria seu pescoço, gemeria no seu ouvido e deixaria chupões em qualquer pedaço de pele fina e sensível que ele encontrasse.

e também, se fosse pra escolher outra, seria de ladinho, da pra pegar em tudo. ele faria questão de tocar em cada pedaço que você estiver disposta a oferecer a ele, na primeira vez que tentassem essa posição ele seria um pouco tímido e manteria as mãos só nas suas coxas ou cintura, depois se arriscaria a beliscar seus mamilos e massagear seu peito e quando estivesse confiante sobre suas habilidades iria tocar seu clitóris tão devagar quanto ele está metendo em você arg. e como diz aquele ditado, "só come de ladinho quem tem volume, se não passa vergonha" pois bem... mas deixa essa pra mais tarde.

G = Goofy ( quão pateta pode ser, basicamente )

não tão bobo, quando ele ativa o modo sexo vai ser romântico e cuidadoso. faz piadas se for sexo de reconciliação ou pra fazer você se sentir melhor depois de um dia difícil e esse tipo de coisa, faria piadas sobre os filmes que vocês estivessem assistindo antes das coisas esquentarem ou os barulhos engraçados que soam durante o ato.

H = Hair ( quanto de cabelo tem? o tapete combina com as cortinas? esse tipo de coisa )

muito mais do que eu gostaria de admitir aqui, seria cheio e encaracolado, castanho escuro. porém também seriam finos o suficiente pra não incomodar se você estivesse chupando. randy não iria aparar com frequência, deixaria umas duas semanas antes de começar a se preocupar com o tamanho e mais alguns dias pra tomar coragem e cortar. nunca deixa careca, só deixa bem baixinho.

I = Intimacy ( aspecto romântico )

já disse que ele seria romântico! ele gosta do clima sensual e protetor, até um pouco possessivo se o relacionamento for de longa data. ele constrói toda uma atmosfera de intimidade e conexão, seria um deus na hora de transformar o clima em algo íntimo e passar segurança a você. você transaria com um cara que conta suas intimidades aos amigos? pois bem, ele iria garantir que isso nunca aconteceria no relacionamento de vocês.

J = Jack off ( headcanon de masturbação )

bate punheta o tempo todo meu deus, punheteiro demais! ele faria uma ou duas vezes por dia. na maioria das vezes quando acaba de acordar, pensando em você e em como ele quer foder seu corpinho e também antes de dormir, só pra relaxar e cair no sono. constantemente sacaria seu brinquedo pra fora, principalmente se não tiver ninguém em casa.

um headcanon que eu tenho é que ele guardaria algumas peças íntimas suas, principalmente calcinhas usadas, e se masturbaria com ela enrolada em seu pau. ele também iria cheirar enquanto se toca, seria o cúmulo da tentação pra ele. provavelmente abriria sua gaveta de roupas intimas enquanto você não estiver no quarto e daria uma olhada pra tentar se lembrar se ele já a viu usando aquela peça ou não. você também daria falta de várias calcinhas que você usou e depois colocou no cesto de roupa suja, ele iria se esgueirar até sua lavanderia e as roubaria sem sombra de dúvidas. sei lá, só acho que ele faria.

K = Kink ( um ou mais de seus kinks/fetiches )

já falei sobre o mommy kink do menino mas esse seria da listinha de secretos junto com cucking, os que ele iria expor pra você seriam: praise kink, jogo de poder, exibicionismo e uma tesão inexplicável por lingeries brancas.

agora, aprofundando, deus ele seria um cachorrinho pidão quando se trata dos elogios, ele quer elogiar e ser elogiado porquê o menino tem baixa autoestima, lembre de dizer a randy como ele está fazendo você se sentir bem e segura. ele também te elogiaria, principalmente quando você estivesse fazendo algo por ele, como um boquete, porque ele quer mostrar como você está o fazendo se sentir bem e espera que você faça o mesmo; "oh, amor, você tá me chupando tão gostoso, céus! não pare, por favor. " ele também é apaixonado por receber ordens, literalmente um pau mandado louquinho pra se engasgar em buceta. mas ele não te daria ordens, não tem coragem. exibicionismo... é, eu só consigo ver randy como o tipo de pessoa que gosta de transar em público mas nunca iria muito além com isso além de foder em alguma cabine de banheiros de locais semi públicos e com você debruçada na janela do quarto. e as lingeries eu já disse que é inexplicável, só é um acessório que o deixa de pau duro.

L = Location ( lugares favoritos pra fazer )

já disse que ele é fã de exibicionismo, não se importa se algumas pessoas escutarem como ele enterra o pau dele tão bem dentro de você... não o vejo sendo exigente sobre os locais, ele só não quer que nenhum dos seus amigos escutem e muito menos seus pais. tirando isso ele aceita em qualquer lugar.

M = Motivation ( o que lhes dá tesão, e tals )

não é o tipo que se excita com pequenos detalhes, – a não ser você usando lingeries brancas. – vai sentir tesão vendo você se esforçando pra chamar sua atenção como vestindo algo curto e se curvando na sua frente. ou com você dizendo putaria no ouvido dele, depois mordendo o lóbulo de sua orelha e puxando. vai ficar excitado pra cacete se você se esfregar no pau dele guardado em suas calças e pedir pra ele te foder do jeitinho que só ele sabe. ai! gozaria dentro da cueca na mesma hora.

N = No ( algo que não faria de forma alguma, broxante )

não pra tapas, enforcar, cordas e/ou algemas, rough sex, coisas que beiram o hardcore ou roleplay. coisas perigosas ou nojentas no geral. ele não quer machucar você mesmo sabendo que você queira, definitivamente está longe de qualquer tópico do bdsm e até julgaria um pouco o masoquismo, sadismo ou sadomasoquismo.

O = Oral ( preferência de dar ou receber, habilidades... )

ele gosta de boquetes, claro, ele não estará reclamando se você se ajoelhar em sua frente e chupar ele, mas também nunca pediria, teria que ser um atitude sua a ser tomada. randy acharia a visão de você ajoelhada a coisa mais deliciosa e tesuda desse mundo sem sombra de dúvidas mas... arg... como ele seria fã de te dar prazer!!!!

por mais que não goste de pedir por boquetes, ele estaria implorando pra você abrir suas pernas e deixar que ele te chupe. não curte muito oral convencional, que é você deitada na cama com as pernas abertas, ele até faz mas tem formas mais divertidas. como, você de pé e ele ajoelhado, com sua perna por cima de seu ombro, se esfregando em seus lábios. ele gosta de inovar! só que definitivamente prefere quando você senta na cara dele, randy colocaria a língua pra fora e deixaria você ditar o ritmo de como quer as coisas, também enfiaria sua língua lá dentro e provavelmente gemeria de prazer e reviraria os olhos com a sensação de estar tão fundo dentro do seu buraco quente e úmido, comendo você e se engasgando com saliva, sua excitação e sua porra. literalmente de engasgando e amando a sensação.

P = Pace ( rápido e rude, devagar e sensual...? ritmo, por assim dizer )

metendo devagar, firme e com mais confiança do que você pode imaginar pra um garoto tão inseguro quanto randy. não vai ser do tipo que aumenta a velocidade, ele é lento mas entra com força o suficiente pra te recompensar pela falta de ritmo. agora, quando ele descer pra te comer vai variar entre ser lento e enfiar a língua de você cheio de tesão e ir na maior velocidade que pode pra chupar seu clitóris e os pequenos lábios. preciso de um randy na minha vida.

Q = Quickie ( opinião honesta sobre rapidinhas )

odeia :( ele quer ser cuidado e principalmente cuidar de você, rapidinhas são realmente broxantes pra ele porquê o objetivo é só gozar e acabou, ele odeia a ideia de só gozar e pronto.

R = Risk ( quão arriscado isso pode acabar se tornando )

tendo em vista sua queda por exibicionismo então corre alguns riscos sim mas nada além de se exibir e exibir o amor – e a foda – de vocês.

S = Stamina ( quantas rodadas podem durar )

duas a três rodadas, mais por você do que por ele. randy iria até cinco se quisesse mas não quer te cansar ou superestimular e coisas do tipo, além disso ele sabe que poderia te machucar de tanto te foder por causa da sua força e do pau grande dele, e se odiaria se você reclamasse de muita dor. nah, ele prefere estar na zona de conforto e te ver satisfeita do que chegar até o limite dele e acabar com você por dentro.

T = Toys ( usam brinquedos? tem alguns? ect )

não o vejo tendo nenhum. não se importaria se você tivesse um ou dois pra cuidar de si mesma quando estiver sozinha mas vai achar que tem algo de errado com ele se você tiver um coleção e usar frequentemente, quando ele estiver por perto. ele é inseguro pra cacete, se você curtir os brinquedos e tiver mais de três terá que assegurar ele de que está fazendo um bom trabalho e que a qualidade do seu sexo não tem nada haver com a quantidade de brinquedos que você tem.

não seria o tipo que os incluí quando estão fodendo mas estaria super confortável com a ideia de te assistir usando um deles enquanto se masturba de longe. é o mais próximo de cucking que ele vai chegar então aceita de bom grado.

U = Unfair ( quão provocante isso pode ficar )

não provoca e também não gosta de ser provocado, ele quer carinho o tempo todo. randy não iria nem esfregar a cabecinha na sua entrada por tempo demais, ele não quer que você passe vontade.

V = Volume ( gemidos barulhentos ou grunhidos quase inaudíveis? )

pouco barulho, quase silêncio total. menos quando tá sendo mandado, quando você estiver no controle ou sentada na cara dele randy vai gemer igual uma putinha carente, a sensação dele gemendo contra sua buceta vai ser a coisa mais maravilhosa desse mundo. porém, quando ele tiver o poder – com isso quero dizer ele por cima porquê esse menino corre do poder – e estiver metendo em você vai ser bem quietinho, só querendo te ouvir. o máximo de barulho que ele vai emitir vai ser os elogios sussurrados em seus ouvidos, dizendo coisas tipo "você pega meu pau tão bem, me sinto tão bem! " e "você é tão linda, meu amor. eu quero te foder com tanto carinho, porquê você merece! "

W = Wild card ( um headcanon aleatório, cartão livre pra criatividade )

um tópico muito discutido no relacionamento de vocês seria o cockwarming, ele estaria 100℅ dentro se você gostasse, não importa aonde, aquecendo seu pau na sua garganta ou na sua bucetinha mas ai ele não aguentaria muito tempo antes de começar a empurrar desesperadamente seus quadris em direção a sua boca e foder sua garganta como um animal, ou implorar pra você deixar ele te comer. ele também não aguentaria se seu pau estivesse enterrado na sua buceta, ele iria precisar foder você depois de uns vinte minutos parado.

mas o tadinho se esforçaria se você realmente não quisesse ser fodida e só curtir a proximidade e intimidade do cockwarming. durante uma sessão de filmes e amassos ele iria invadir algum dos seus dois buracos e tentar se controlar só que não duraria muito antes dele pedir arrego.

X = X-ray ( basicamente como é o formato, tamanho, espessura e afins )

BIG DICK ENERGY??? ok, você pode até achar que é loucura mas eu já disse que ele tem um pau enorme e ele sabe que tem um pau enorme. 18 centímetros mole, 20 ou 22 quando tivesse duro, a espessura seria condizente com o tamanho. tortinho pra direita, a ponta é mais grossa que o restante, a cabecinha não é tão rosinha, quase da mesma cor que o resto. todo branquelo, da pra ver algumas veias mas não marcam não. não vai ser o pau mais bonito que você vai ver na sua vida, mas é do randy então é lindo.

Y = Yearning ( quão alto pode ser seu desejo sexual? )

bem alto mas sabe se controlar muito bem, só não dá pra esconder as ereções por causa da piroca enorme dele. sente tesão todos os dias como eu já disse mas não vai te foder todos os dias, claro, acho que te comeria umas três ou quatro vezes na semana. no começo do relacionamento provavelmente o dobro.

Z = Zzz ( quão rápido caem no sono? )

muito rapidamente. depois que garantir que você está bem, tomar um banho e dar alguns amassos ele vai apagar e dormir como um bebê. não demora mais do que meia hora pra que ele adormeça.

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Hello! I would love to read a stu macher x fem!reader where stu and the reader are best friends and randy gets a little too flirty with the reader and after he tells randy off, stu takes the reader to his room or something where he admits he’s jealous and it ends in smut!

Thank you!

jealousy, jealousy

ship: fem!reader x stu macher summary: exactly what the ask above says!! :) warnings: jealousy/possessiveness, unprotected sex word count: 1.0k

Randy has got some fuckin' nerve, you think.

Stu goes out of his way to throw a party for all of his friends, and Randy gets an invite because as geeky, as annoying as he can be, Stu's always been pretty fond of the kid. You know this, because Stu told you. You've been there since this friend group formed, you saw the way Randy managed to make the cut, and you knew that he and Stu had never had a serious issue, despite their constant bickering.

Until now.

He throws a party, and Randy is sitting on the couch, flirting with you. Stu's girlfriend, whom he had fucked on that very couch just the night before, and Randy's cradling a beer in one hand while the other is "accidentally" brushing against your thigh like you aren't taken and clearly not interested.

"Meeks," Stu calls, walking from the doorway of the kitchen over to where you're sitting beside Randy. You feel a bit of relief, knowing he's going to step in. You like Randy as a friend, but his flirting is making you uncomfortable.

Randy's hand pulls away from you as if he's been burned, sloshing beer out of the can and into his lap as Stu's loud voice echos his name. He knows he's been caught.

You fight back a smirk at the panicked look in Randy's eyes. Stu gets in his face, an almost crazed look in those blue eyes.

"You wanna flirt, pick someone that's single," Stu says. "Being a virgin won't save your ass if I come after you, dipshit."

Randy's face is flushed red and he nods feverently. "Yeah, no, I...I wasn't trying...It's all good, man."

Stu nods, holding out a hand to take yours. "That's what I thought."

You can't get a word in before Stu's pulling you away and up the stairs, all but pushing you into his bedroom.

For a moment, you're worried that you've upset him. Maybe he got the wrong idea, and he thinks you were reciprocating it. You open your mouth to say something, but then you catch the smirk tugging on his lips, the twinkle in his eye.

You relax, smiling. "My knight in shining armor," you say.

"Well, I couldn't let that sleazeball put his grimy hands on my girl," he replies. "You alright?"

"Yeah, he's a little creepy, but he's harmless," you shrug. "But I'm glad you stepped in. I was missing you..."

He pulls you close, kissing your forehead. "Yeah? Maybe I can make it up to you...Remind our little friend out there who you belong to."

Your heart flutters. "I didn't realize you were such a jealous type."

Stu grins, flashing his teeth. "I just didn't wanna scare ya off," he says, grabbing a fistful of hair at the base of your neck and tugging it back, forcing you to look up at him. "But if it were up to me, another guy would never even look your way. I want you all to myself."

You felt the telltale rush of arousal in your veins, letting out a soft whimper as he pulls your hair. "You have me," you say.

"That's my girl," he mutters, leaning down to kiss you. He nips idly at your lower lip, one hand still in your hair while the other wanders beneath your shirt, groping your chest.

Moaning against his mouth, you feel your underwear growing wet. When he breaks the kiss, his mouth immediately moves to suck a hickey into the side of your throat, forcing your head back with another tug of your hair.

"Please," you whine.

"Please what, baby?" he asks, tone laced with sickly-sweet teasing.

"Please just fuck me. Prove that I'm yours, make me scream your name."

He doesn't need to be told twice. He leads you over to the bed, pushing you down on the mattress before making quick work of your clothes, leaving you naked from the waist down. His eyes shine with lust as he gazes at the wetness between your legs, reaching out a hand to rub his thumb over your clit.

You squirm under the sensation, breath catching in your throat.

"My girl," Stu murmurs, continuing to rub your clit as another finger circles your hole before sliding in, and you let out a soft moan. Just one finger isn't enough, you want his cock inside of you, but your ability to speak has disappeared, especially as he slides another finger inside you.

"Whose pussy is this?" Stu asks.

Your brain fuzzy with pleasure, it takes a moment for you to answer. "Y-Yours."

"Damn right it is."

He wastes no time removing his fingers, unzipping his jeans, lining his cock up with your entrance, and pushing himself slowly inside. You gasp as he fills you up, clenching around him once you've taken most of him inside. You've learned the hard way that taking his entire cock is not always easy, and it's saved for rougher nights. Still, even when he isn't fully inside, he fills you up so nicely, fucks you just right.

"Yes," you hiss, grasping at the bedsheets.

"Only I can fuck you like this," he says. "You think anyone else could make you feel this good? Fat fuckin' chance. That virgin Randy wouldn't know how to make you cum."

You moan as his thrusts pick up in tempo. "Only you," you reply. "Only want you, baby."

"Good girl. Gonna have to start marking you up, make sure everyone knows. Hickeys all over your neck, bruises on your hips. How does that sound?"

"So good. Please, please mark me."

"I will baby, I will. How about you cum for me first, hm?"

His thumb returns to your clit, rubbing methodical circles as he fucks you, and all that combined with his words means it doesn't take long for you to be pushed over the edge, your orgasm making your legs shake as you cried out his name.

When the two of you returned back downstairs, with messy hair and flushed faces, Randy slunk off into the kitchen for another beer. Stu shot you a wink, giving your ass a quick smack before walking into the crowd of people, likely to scold some crashers or more likely, tell Billy about his eventful night.

You smiled, watching him walk away, before heading over to speak with Tatum and Sidney, proudly sporting a hickey on your neck.

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