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mushies-stories · 6 months

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patience 18+

part one (read part two here)

Stu Macher X F!Reader!Virgin

Summary: things get a little steamy during movie night and Stu makes you feel good for the first time after teasing you for months.

Wanrings: SMUT 18+, dry humping, dirty talk.

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Stu had been patent and slow with you, knowing you were a virgin and not wanting to force you into anything. He kissed you, explored your mouth with his expert tongue. He would even grope your hips and thighs, sometimes holding you from behind and messaging your breasts through the fabric of your bra while he kissed your neck. All in his slow attempt to get you comfortable and ready to take another step in your relationship. Even Though Billy mocked and teased Stu about getting so close to you and taking his sweet time, he didn’t mind. Billy could say whatever he wanted, after all it’s not Billy who has you turning into mush in his arms when your neck is being sucked and bit on.

Watching you slowly fall apart for him was thrilling for him, you were becoming so sensitive the more he teased your body, kissed you until you had to pull away for air with a deep blush. Like now as you sat on Stu’s lap, legs straddling his sides while his hands held your hips gently. Some movie about a killer at a summer camp playing in the background, the tv being the only light in the room as your lips move softly against each other. Your skirt rode up enough so the only thing between your crotch and his were your cotton white panties. Your arms came to wrap loosely around his neck as you deepened the kiss a little, parting your lips and letting him slide his tongue into your warm mouth. You hummed softly as his hands traveled around to softly cup and rub your ass over your skirt, threatening to pull it up with little effort.

After a moment you both needed to breathe. you pulled away first with soft breaths and rosy cheeks. Stu leaned down to kiss your cheek softly, then lower to your neck. “You're so pretty Babygirl, could kiss you all day.” he said between kisses that he was trailing along your jaw until he found the spot on your neck that had your hips twitch against him. A small smirk played at the corners of his mouth, his teeth grazed the same spot before he began to suck a pretty little purple bruise onto the delicate skin. Your eyes fluttered and you let out a soft gasp, your back arching a fraction.

Stu, who was noticing every little movement, took the opportunity to scoop up more of your ass in his hands and slide you closer onto his lap. The friction it caused against your pussy made you tighten your grip around his neck and let out a soft moan. Your own hips jerked a little more this time and your pussy tingled at the sensation. You had an idea as to what Stu was trying to do to you. You noticed every time his touching and kissing had become progressively needier and more sensual over the past few weeks. You didn’t mind, but you also didn’t know how to tell him you wanted more. Your body was reacting to him constantly, even laying in bed you feel how wet your panties got at a memory of his hands wandering closer to your needy core. The only thing you had was your fingers and they just didn’t make you feel good enough, never satisfying you.

You began to feel your wetness pooling in your panties, sure to be leaving a nice wet spot. You worried as Stu adorned your chest and neck with love bites that you could be causing a mess on his lap as well. You shifted a little, trying to lift your hips up a bit so you were no longer pressing against his cock that was slowly hardening under the layers of fabric. Stu frowned against your skin before pulling you back down and grinding you softly against himself. “Where are you trying to run to baby, need you to keep my lap warm.” he teased sweetly between kisses and nips.

His hands kept a firm grip on your ass as he felt you slowly falling apart on his lap, your body mostly relaxed other than when your hips jerk a little from his hands squeezing and massaging your behind. You couldn't ignore how wet you were getting, sure you had to be leaving a mark on his jeans by now. “Stu…” you say softly, eyes fighting to stay open due to his soft lips on your hot skin.

He hummed and looked up at you from your chest where he was sucking a mark that made sure you couldn’t show any cleavage any time soon. “What Baby?” he asked after pulling off and listening to your small whimper.

You let out a soft sigh, regaining some kind of composure. “I think… well my um..” you end up stuttering out, embarrassed to tell him he was making you so wet you were also making a mess of his jeans.

He leans back fully so he could give you his full attention, something he knows fluters you even more. His hands smooth down the back of your skirt and come back to rest on your hips, thumbs pressing softly into your sides. “What was that Baby?” he asks, turning his head to hear you better with a small smirk.

Your hands gripped his shoulders as you shifted back again, hips pulling up from his crotch. “It’s… my panties.” your voice just above a whisper, your eyes were focused on the little space between your bodies. “They're all wet and making… making a mess on...” you cut yourself off, the rest of the sentence dying off in your throat.

Stu gave you a playful pout. “Oh Baby Girl, pussy getting needy for me?” he teased, that cheeky smirk back in place. He brings your hips down again, this time rolling his own up to elicit a short whimpery moan from you. “Pussy aching at the thought of my cock getting hard right under you, that right baby?” He asked when you didn't respond, delivering another roll of his hips.

You nod your head softly while looking at your boyfriend with pleading eyes. “Mhmm, hurts Stu.” you say, a pout of your own forming on your face.

Chuckling softly Stu starts to rock your hips back and forth, not fast or hard, just teasingly slow. “Hurts? Oh, sweet girl can't help soaking my lap with your dripping little pussy huh?” He teased, voiced laced with pure desire now. “Want me to make you feel better baby?” he asked.

You nod again. Your eyes flutter a little as your clit is grazed along his cock uncethe thick fabric of his jeans. “Please.” you breath out,voice barely even audible, if he wasn’t so close he would have had to strain to hear you.

Stu’s smiles softness, you were trying to be brave and speak up and he could tell. His heart beat faster knowing it was him you were being so vulnerable with. “Of course baby, you asked so bravely and sweetly, how could I deny that?” he cooed. “move your hips and follow my hands okay Baby?” he instructed.

“Okay.” you respond softly. When his hands pulled you forward you were unprepared for the amount of pressure he started with. You gasped and held yourself steady against him while you found a rhythm together. You rolled your hips more evenly in time with his own and managed to pick up the pace to match the force he was using on your hips. It wasn't long before you were letting out soft little moans and whimpers, his cock pressing perfectly against your clit even through all the fabrics. “Stu… feels good.” you sigh, eyes rolling up a little as your brain becomes foggy from the new pleasure you were feeling.

Stu looked at you in awe, your face shifting from concentration to bliss in moments had his cock twitching in his pants. He needed this just as much as you did, he didn’t mind the wait but seeing you so desperate was making his cock so hard he couldn't help but pull your hips even harder.

Your pussy grinding fast and hard against his cock was making the sweetest mewls and whimpers leave your plump lips. “You sound so sweet Baby girl, such beautiful noises just for me.” He praised along with a harsh roll of his hips.

Your back arches and allows your clit to rub against his cock even more and your legs shudder a little at the feeling. His cock was big and the length was more than you figured you could feel with clothes on. Soon you began to feel a knot building in the pit of your stomach, your pussy was throbbing against the slick of your panties. “Feels so go-od, Stu I think-” you whimper, looking at Stu with big eyes, trying to tell him you need to cum, that you're so close.

Stu cocked his head to the side with a sickeningly sweet smile. “Want to cum sweet girl, that's it?” he asked. He really wanted to tease you more, make you spell it out and make you squirm until he finally gives you his cock in full. For now he settled on this, watching up ruin you pretty little panties on his lap. “Alright, I got you. Show me how good it feels rubbing your pretty pussy on my cock Babygirl.” he encouraged.

You nod your head rapidly, pulling your chest closer by wrapping your arms around his neck. You chased your high with help from Stu’s hold on you, making sure to keep you in place so he could rut his hips up and press your clit firm against his cock with every thrust. Your eyes fluttered shut, your lips parted as you let moans and whines fall pathetically from your lips. Stu drank in every desperate and needy noise you gave him. His cock was throbbing and leaking precum.

Finally that feeling in your stomach snapped, your hips would have slowed if it wasn't for Stu making sure to rock you through your first orgasim. “Mmm Stu- please don't st-op.” You whine and cling to him, burying your face into the crook of his neck. You let out a strangled moan, your shaky breath fanning the side of his neck.

“That's it, so good for me baby.” he praised, trying to keep it together but he was right behind you, once he felt your body relax a bit he continued rutting himself against your dripping core while he moved your hips at a steady pace. He could feel how wet you were, your sensitive messy pussy was soaking his lap and you whimpered softly as he moved you. Another harsh pull of your hips has his cock twitching and his cum coating the inside of his boxers. He let your body sag against his own, arms coming up to wrap around your back and pull you closer. “You did so good Baby, came so good for me.” Stu kissed the top of your head.

You smiled and snuggled into him more. “You made me feel so good, Stu.” you said sweetly. You pull back and look down at your laps, your skirt covering the mess that lays underneath.

Stu notices your curiosity and chuckles softly, his hand bundles up the fabric of your skirt and pulls it up. “Dirty girl.” he muses. “Look at the mess you made of me.” He teased you.

Your face was feeling hot again, your panties were a mess and you had indeed made a rather large wet spot on his crotch. “I'm so sorry, I’ll clean them an-”

“Baby.” Stu stopped you with a squeeze of your thigh. “Never be sorry for this.” He said. Letting go of your skirt, he slides his hand down and into your panties. He slides his middle finger through your slick folds and your whimper at the feeling and practically whines as he pulls his hand from your core. He places his middle finger flat against his tongue and licks your cum clean from the long digit with a low groan, his eyes rolling into the back of his head a moment. “Fuck, not when you taste this sweet Babygirl.” He said.

The feeling in the pit of your stomach was starting to stir again watching him taste you. Your pussy is almost aching at the sight. “Can't believe you teased me for months and made me wait to feel that good.” you pout, a hint of playfulness in your eyes.

Stu laughed. “Figured that out? My shy girl was just too scared to say anything?” he mocked.

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms. “Not scared… just waiting for you to make a move.” you lied.

Stu chuckled and rolled his hips up rather harshly. You gasp softly and your hands flew out to spread across his chest to keep your balance on his lap. “That so? Well I made my move Babygirl, what's yours?” He challenged that little attitude you just attempted to throw at him.

You tried to say something, move and do something but you froze. Being put on the spot making you back down and look at him with innocent eyes full of confusion.

Stu brought a hand up to up your warm cheek, his thumb stroked over your bottom lip. “Awe baby.” he cooed. “It's okay, you'll get there but for now let me take care of it okay?” he said sweetly. You nodded and nuzzled into his hand a little. He smiled and nodded back. “Good, now why don't we go get cleaned up baby, as much as i'd rather keep you glued to my crotch.” he joked.

You rolled your eyes and giggled. Thankful you had Stu who cared so much about you, you knew you would be safe with him and were ready for whatever came next.

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slasherbvnnie · 1 year

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Until We Found You | Part III

Part III is now up and running! P.S. there are two playlists I listen to while writing these, they don’t necessarily go with reading them but you totally could listen to them as you read! Let me know if you would like the playlists. As usual, heed the tags.

Modern Day College Scream AU, Obsessed AFAB!Reader, Eventual Poly!Ghostface x reader,NSFW, All characters 18+, P in V, Fingering, Overall smut

Part I Part II Part IV Part VI Part VII Part VIII Part IX

The next few days were pretty dull, you spent a few days over at Sidney’s, the first night it was just you two but the third day Tatum, Billy, and Stu all spent the night- it was a group decision to leave Randy out because he would just go on and on about who was the killer and why they were targeting the victims. Ghostface was pretty quiet too, with no killings or attempts since you, you were starting to wonder if you were meant to be the last victim, you also wondered if you had pissed them off by not going home. Luckily today you were returning home, back to see your parents and Irena and your brand new door- no shining scene included this time.

“Need a ride? Me and Stu are going to the movie store,” Billy asked, making you turn to him after you and Sidney had pulled away from a hug. “Sure, my parents haven’t left my aunts yet so I would appreciate it,” you said before turning to Sidney again. “Thanks for letting me crash at yours, I’ll call if I have anything weird going on again,” you promised her, waving bye as you left with the boys.

“You should call us if that creep comes back, me and Billy can put him in his place,” Stu said, giving his signature laugh and smile, making you laugh. “That’s a great idea, Billy can scare him away with his crazy eyes and you can bore him to death by telling him all about horror movies,” you joked, earning annoyed glares from both boys, making you laugh again. “I’ll call if I see them again, okay? Don’t worry about me, I can handle myself,” you promised the boys as you climbed into the back seat, throwing your bag in next to you.

The day passed by smoothly, the boys had taken you to the movie rental store and bought you some candy along with a movie, which Stu insisted you watch and even rented for you. Prom Night, another fucking Jamie movie. You had popped it into your laptop that night once you were home. Irena sat on your lap as you caught up on some homework due the next day, occasionally you glanced at your laptop to watch the movie, not noticing when Irena had moved from your lap and moved to your vanity. She sat down, her tail twitching angrily, your attention finally moved to her when you heard a little growl escape her.

When you got up to see what had angered her you saw the window slide open, the same masked killer from the other day climbing in through your window. You paused, looking at them with wide eyes, wondering if the flirting over the phone had all been a plan to get you off guard, to either kill you or kidnap you so they could set you up for the murders of Casey and Steve. Your nerves didn’t calm down when they motioned you closer after closing the window, still, you walked over slowly to them. Their hand reached up to your face, cupping it gently before gripping it more firmly, holding the knife in their other hand up to your cheek. Your breath hitched, feeling the cool touch of the steel against you, but they made no movements to harm you in any way, not really at least.

The knife ghosted over your skin, not enough to cut but enough for you to feel scared and strangely turned on at the same time. Your eyes studied the mask in front of you, you couldn’t make out their eyes behind the mesh, but you could feel their eyes piercing into yours. They removed their hands from you, pushing you towards the bed, you complied but paused when you sat down on it. “My parents are home…can-can you lock the door at least,” you asked, they tilted their head towards the door and you swore you heard them chuckle as they most likely recalled how they broke the last one. They walked over to the door, locking it before making their way to you. Your legs clenched together, your ever-growing nervousness and excitement now showing to them as you wondered what they were going to do.

They looked over you for a moment before holding the knife right up to your sternum, pressing the knife onto your clothes as they began to drag it down, leaving a trail of torn clothes in their wake. “I kinda liked those…” you murmured, if they hadn’t had the mask on you may have seen the shit-eating grin they had on their lips as they pressed the knife harder against your skin. Your cheeks heated up, taking the hint to shut up as you let them continue. You had already changed into pajamas earlier in the night, your Carrie shirt now tattered and torn, exposing your top half to them. Once they reached your groin, they paused and moved the knife away, pocketing it before pushing you back onto the bed so you were laying down.

They hovered over you, tracing your face again, the rough texture of their glove trailing down your body before their fingers hooked under the waistband of your pj pants, tugging them off slowly. Your skin grew goosebumps all over, the cold air in your room felt like mercy against your warm skin, which was only growing hotter by the second. A small whimper left you as you felt them place their hand over your panties, you hadn’t even noticed until that moment but your arousal had shown even through the fabric, feeling a little embarrassed that you were so needy without much effort.

Your hand flung up to your mouth as you felt them reach into your underwear, you could feel how cold their fingers were even through the gloves as they ghosted over your clit. You bit down on your hand as they pressed on your clit, circling around it as you closed your eyes and tilted your head back. The texture of the glove bothered you a little, which they must have noticed as you bucked against their fingers. A whine left your lips as their hand pulled away, opening your eyes to see them reaching into their pocket and pulling out some torn piece of fabric. They spread it out in their hands, showcasing it to you, a blindfold. Another blush rose to your cheeks as you tilted your head up for them to put it on, a silent understanding between you two that they wanted you to stay clueless about who they were. They reached around your head and tied the fabric over your eyes, your heart began to beat faster realizing that you were completely at their mercy now.

They reached back into their pocket, bringing the knife out and making a stabbing motion at you, bringing the knife inches from your forehead. When you didn’t flinch, they felt comfortable knowing you couldn’t see behind the blindfold and began to undress. You heard them shuffling in the outfit, hearing a thud on the floor, wondering if that was the knife or their mask. You received your answer when you felt the knife against your cheek again, you felt yourself grow wetter, partially because of the knife, partially because ghostface was standing right in front of you unmasked and you couldn’t see them. Your hand tried to move to touch them but before you had the chance they pinned you down by your wrist. You whined but they only gripped you tighter, they dropped the knife and instead grabbed your torn t-shirt and tied your wrist together with it.

You didn’t have to wait much longer before their mouth was latched onto your neck and their fingers were tracing over your core. Their fingertips teased you, running over your folds as they carefully placed a hickey on your neck. You could feel a grin on their lips as they bit and licked at your skin, feeling your pulse under their tongue. You did your best to keep your voice down, your heavy breaths bounced off of your bedroom walls as they pushed two fingers into you. A louder whine sounded from you, to which they comforted you by planting a kiss against your lips. You didn’t need to see them to feel the passion in the kiss, they pushed against you with such need, teeth clanking together and making your bones shake as their thumb moved to your clit.

Your thighs opened a little wider to allow them more access, relishing in the pleasure their hands brought you. The familiar tension in your stomach was slowly beginning to build, sweat began to form on your skin from feeling their hot breath against you. You felt their eyes on you, it only made you more turned on knowing they were watching every little reaction you had to their movements. Another finger entered you, hitting a spot inside that made you toss your head back and thank any supernatural being or god there was that they were quick enough to swallow the moan you let out in a kiss. They took the opportunity to snake their tongue into your mouth, making you melt even further as their pace quickened.

Your chest began to rise and fall quickly as that knot in your stomach threatened to break. You moved slightly, your hips bucking and moving against their fingers as you let the pleasure take you over. Before you could tip over the edge they pulled away, which made you whine and squirm in protest. “Not fucking fair,” you breathed out, to which you were met with the cold blade of their knife again pressing against your neck. You pouted, realizing ghostface probably didn’t like your bratty attitude too much but it was all fixed when they kissed you again. Your legs slowly fell open again, allowing them to situate themself in between them. Their hand let go of the knife again and instead took the opportunity to roam over your body, little whines coming from you when they ran over- and teased- all the spots you reacted to.

Finally, they trailed their way back to your core, watching as your face scrunched up with pleasure as they circled your clit again. “Please…” you whined to them, their other hand gripping your thigh as a warning, “I want you in me already, please.” You begged, their grip growing even tighter, likely to leave a bruise before they finally let up. You barely took a breath before you felt them against you, your body tensed slightly but soon calmed down as you felt their lips on yours again. They were more gentle this time, but you could feel the tension they held by holding themselves back. “It’s okay., you can ruin me. Please ruin me,” you begged again, whimpering when their hand gripped your neck, squeezing the sides as they quickly entered you.

Ghostface was smart enough to put their mouth on yours again to cover up your moan, melting in their hold as they began to set up a steady pace. You wondered if they were taking it slow to let you adjust or to tease you, but they quickly had your attention again when their free hand returned to your core. Your stomach tightened once again, your head spinning with all the pleasure they were giving you. When their thrusts began to quicken you couldn’t help but arch your back, your ankles hooking around them and trapping them in between your legs, but with the way they thrusted even harder into you, you don’t think they minded it one bit.

It wasn’t long before the two of you were close to coming undone, both of your hips stuttered and bucked, their hand that played with your clit quickened a little as well, paying attention to the spots that had you shaking. “Fuck, gonna-“ you whined again, your head tilting back as they hit your sweet spot, “gonna cum,” you whimpered out between moans, trying to keep quiet. They continued the torture they were inflicting on you, your black vision turning white as you finally reached your climax. Your thighs shook around them, pulsing around them before they came.

You felt their muscles unclench, glad that you finally came to the realization that they had worn protection, mentally cursing yourself for not even checking before. They pulled out slowly, gently touching your face as you whimpered from the loss. You adjusted yourself on the bed as they finally peeled away from you, hearing the shuffling of clothes again as they got dressed.

After a moment you felt a dip in the bed, feeling them untie you but held down your wrists as they leaned in for one last kiss. You smiled into it, giggling as they pulled away. “Come again tomorrow, with a new Carrie shirt preferably,” you asked playfully, feeling their lips curl up into a smile before they pulled away. You heard the thumps of plastic before your blindfold was taken off, your eyes meeting the masked killer after adjusting to the light.

“Was that smile a yes,” you asked, smiling when they nodded. “You can take the torn one as a momento, and so you know what size to get,” you offered, holding out the piece of clothing to them. They grabbed it, heading back to the window as you stayed on the bed and watched them. They climbed out of your room while you finally stood up and watched them take off. You sighed, running your hands over the little hickeys and bruises they left on you before heading to your bathroom to get cleaned up.

There was the ringing of a phone, only sounding for a few seconds before the other line picked up. “Hey Stu, let's take the girls shopping tomorrow, we owe someone a new shirt. Also need to get you all fancied up too, you have a date tomorrow night,” Billy said, Stu laughing before beginning to question him on the details.

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sidneyprescottswhore · 1 year

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im ngl i thought that was gonna get like 2 likes erm,,,

anyways , g!p = girl penis

warnings: g!p sam, unprotected sex, how do you write about dicks, dom!sam, fingering , sam isn’t very lengthy , more width? (im not gonna fucking say girthy.) a lot more warnings but im stressed and tired

her clothed cock rubbed against your cunt, wet spots being left behind on her jeans. when you looked behind your back, you thought her regular tight jeans were bursting at the seems from her noticeable bulge.

“shit..” sam groaned against your ear, grabbing a handful of your ass and grinding herself onto you, heavy hot breaths leaving her mouth only to leave your own. you could feel her unbuttoning her jeans and the sound of them dropping to the floor.

a new material rubbed against you now, her boxers now were sliding against your pussy, the feeling of her length was more visible now. you huffed, bucking your hips into it, now covering her underwear with your slick.

she slid her boxers off, painfully slow, groaning at the friction of the waistband slipping over her cock. “fuck, baby, do you see what you do to me?” she sighed, the groan still ringing in your ear. you turned around to see the head of her dick, dripping with precum. it took every nerve in your body to not just shove yourself backward onto it. she huffed, frustratedly, yanking you back by the hook and eye of your bra, you swear it had snapped just there, and you were right.

you turned around fully, lowering down to her cock as you stared straight into her eyes. you placed your index over the head, precum now on the pad of your finger. you collected it now with your index and middle, slowly adding all your fingers to form a full hand, sliding the slick all over her shaft. sam bobbed her head at that, a whine leaving her throat nice and low.

“yeah? doin’ well for me? turn.” she demanded, vulnerability in her voice still. you felt disappointed, your lips had to retract as you were about to kiss the tip of her slicked up dick. but that disappointment quickly turned into satisfaction as she rubbed your inner thigh, head of her cock teasing your entrance.

“don’t even need lube.” she chuckled, lowering herself to your cunt. “-but you do need prep, gonna finger you nice and quick, okay doll?” she grinned, spitting at your cunt and pushing her middle inside of you. slowly, starting to curl her finger into you, wasn’t enough to stretch you, wasn’t enough to prep you for her width. unwarned, she shoved her index and ring finger into you, a high groan leaving your lips. she thrusted into you slowly, quickening by the second. she could feel you loosening around her, so she rejected her fingers out of your pussy, licking them from their dirtiness.

“you ready?” she breathed into your ear, hot breath slipping over your neck. you felt her hands on your ass, teasing you once again. “y-yeah..” you whimpered out, feeling her push into you. her grip on your ass tightened as she thrusted into you at a steady pace, whispering dirty things into your ear.

“such a good fucking- girl for me, aren’t you?” she winced, cock becoming more sensitive. “y-yeah- i’m so, fucking g-good…” you managed to choke out, her cock stretching you out so well.

she panted, watching her length disappear into you over and over again as her pace quickened inside of you. she felt her own release, as well as your own, by the way you tightened around her, by the way you bucked into her.

you came with a high pitched whine as she fucked you through your orgasm, her movements becoming sloppier and sloppier as she thrusted her hips into you. once you had came down from your high, she pulled out of you, sliding her hand across her shaft roughly. you turned towards her, taking the cock in your mouth, never leaving eye contact with her.

as much as sam wants to look at you, its just so embarrassing, so she looked up to the ceiling, biting onto her knuckle as she grunted and bucked into your mouth. she came with a low moan, thighs shaking as she pulled your head down to take the full length in your mouth, the liquid slipped down your throat, being forced to swallow as she huffed with ragged breathing.

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stichsage · 9 months

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#stuilly #billy x stu #billy loomis #stu macher #scream1996

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skyesuspect · 6 months

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Stuilly !!

#stuilly #billy loomis x stu matcher #billy loomis #billy x stu #stu macher #scream1996

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fancy-ghost · 1 month

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Any Hangster or Icemav Shippers who want to be friends? Or Stuilly. Or Ghostfrank. Got kinda lonely and I'd love to talk to other people. Literally at that point I'd be grateful to just talk about anything haha. Please don't be shy to comment or text me if you'd like to :)

#Hangster #top gun maverick #icemav #sereshaw #stuilly #scream1996 #Top gun #ghostfrank #dead by daylight

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stumisstability · 2 months

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Billy, planning Sidney’s death: we drag her to your kitchen and go through our elaborate plan, dragging her dad out and framing him in front of her and playing the victim so we get away with it

Billy with Mr. Himbry’s death: idk man, just hang him from the goalpost lol

#scream #scream1996 #Billy Loomis #Stu Macher #Ghostface #first post go easy on me

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b-yg0ld · 3 months

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what are your fav scream headcanons

Oooo ok, i have some good ones(imo lol) , tho dangerous question bc i could go on for miles lmfao

stuxbilly is 100% a thing and no one can tell me otherwise

stu is the most oblivious shit and didnt realize until billy literally smacked him with the confession lmfao (tho stus the biggest flirt ever)

both stu and billy had two Ghostface masks but stu basically defaced his with doodles and silly drawings so now its hanging somewhere in his room after they bought another backup

stu has a list a mile long of just dad jokes to endlessly annoy billy with (he secretly loves em)

they both survive (obv 🙄)

billy has tattoos but theyre of the most random shit and ofc random gore sprinkled in the mix

stu loves to color in said tattoos

billy love gifting ppl stuff but is absolutely horrible at it (he tries his best😭)

billy is a reeeeally deep sleeper and stu and sidney respectively have both thought he was dead at one point 😭

ive also now realized these are mainly stu/billy centric oops-

#if you couldn't tell which my favorite scream movie is id be surprised lmfao #ask #bokigen !✨#stu x billy #stuilly #scream 1996 #scream1996

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xlilanx · 8 months

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“Surprise Sidney!” I’m so ready for October to be here. I’m already in the Halloween spirit. Speaking of Spirit all my paychecks will be spent at Spirit Halloween. I definitely will be getting a ghostface mask. I also might dye my hair red so i can dress as Chucky.

#Stu Macher #ghostface #scream1996 #scream #horror #scary movie #Matthew Lillard

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houseforwhores · 1 year

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

confessions pt.2 billy loomis x reader x stu macher

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

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

word count: 914

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #billy loomis #scream #stu macher #reader insert #reader x ghostface #scream x reader #billy loomis x reader x stu macher #scream1996 #billy loomis x female reader #stu macher x fem!reader

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iloveplayrehersal · 2 months

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I asked this about Stu before but now I must ask this about Mickey:How do we think his relationship is with his parents?

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mushies-stories · 4 months

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patience 18+

part two (Read part one here)

Stu Macher X F!Reader!Virgin

summary: you finally tell Stu you're ready. he shows you just how much he cares for you and how sweet he can be.

Warnings: SMUT! unprotected sex, fingering, first time, eating out.

Authers note: this took a minute and i am so sorry! i decided to give the fics a name since there's two of them~

word count: 2684

Over the next few weeks Stu made sure to make you cum every day on his lap, thigh and soon on his long fingers. He wanted to make you urge him for more and once you expressed interest in pleasing him too he was more than willing to show you how it's done.

He could have came the moment your soft and delicate hands gripped around his length, needing both just to wrap around his whole length. He loved the deep blush that spread across your face when he gripped his hand over yours own to show you how he liked it.

Once he had you on your back and his head between your plushie thighs and crying out his name he knew he wouldn't be able to wait any longer. Your pussy tasted like heaven and your moans and cries were angelic to him. He slid a finger in while his lips moved to suck your clit. Your back arched into his touch and your fingers tangled in his short hair, trying to grip as much as you could.

Stu groaned softly against your pussy and your body jerked a little. “More, Stu please.” you begged breathless, feeling your orgasm building slowly. He adds another finger and curls them right into your sweet spot while his tongue flicks and sucks your clit into his mouth again, determined to make you cum on his tongue. You whine and throw your head back, your pussy beginning to spasm around his fingers. Your orgasm hits you hard and causes your legs to shake slightly around him. “Stu! Oh… god, St-u feels so good.” he made sure to keep licking and pumping his fingers into you until your breathing slowed.

He pulled back with a small grin. “Feel good baby?” he asked while he peppered your inner thighs with kisses.

You nodded with a small smile, your face flushed and naked body on full display for him. “You always make me feel good.” you say shyly. Stu’s gaze still made you a little nervous, he looked at you so lovingly and sweet you didn’t know what to do with it.

Stu chuckled and lifted his weight off your lower body and sat back. He pulled his shirt over his head before crawling to hover fully over your smaller frame. Still in his jeans he pressed his throbbing cock against your messy pussy. “Yeah?” he asked, wanting to hear you say it again.

You gasped and gave him a soft moan. “mhm. Always makes me feel so good, Stu.” you say again. He smiled and rolled his hips again while he started to kiss and bite at your neck. His hips rolled against your ore and his mouth wandered your skin. He thought about how to coax you into feeling ready, what more he could do because he needed you. Needs to feel you so desperately but so far, he had been mostly following your lead and could usually tell when you wanted more. Right now however he wasn’t too sure. You seemed to almost be content in the way things were and he didn't want to scare you by pushing for more.

Your pussy was still so wet and Stu pressing against your sensitive clit wasn’t helping. You whispered and arched your back a little, every movement from him making your brain lose focus more and more. “Stu…” you say softly.

He pulls back to look at you with soft eyes. “Yeah Babygirl?”

You take a moment to speak, thinking the words over carefully. “Do you think…” you take a little breath. “We could go all the way?” you ask, voice quit with a little bit of a tremble.

Stu looked at you with big eyes. He was shocked that you asked him so explicitly, even if it was clearly hard for you to even get the words out. He searched your eyes, not sure what he was even looking for but when he saw only love and trust in them, even in your nervous fear, he couldn’t help the bright smile that spread across his face. “We can do whatever you want baby, you sure? I want you to be completely sure you're ready for this Babygirl because there's no going back.” he asked, wanting to give you a chance to reconsider.

You shook your head softly. “I want it to be you Stu, is that okay?” you asked, nerves growing even worse. You knew deep down he wanted to. He wouldn't have put all this time and energy into being so caring and sweet with you if he didn’t, but you doubted yourself in being able to make it pleasing for him and made your tummy do flips.

With a nod of his own head he leaned down and kissed your lips, firm but gentle before looking back into your eyes. “More than okay sweet girl.” he leaned back and looked at your angelic form sprawled out on his bed. He was the luckiest man on earth, he thought, to have you looking at him with such trust and desire. “I want to be your first.” he said with a genuinely warm smile before he began to undo his jeans, his eyes locked on yours. “Your first and your last, I want no one but you Babygirl.” Then he slid his jeans off his hips to allow his cock to spring free.

You had seen it more than a few times by now but now with the idea of him being stuffed inside your little pussy made your legs twitch too close, Stus body between them not allowing you to do so.

Stu leaned over you and held himself so his face was level with your own. “Don't be scared baby, okay?” he said with a small nod and an encouraging smile.

You gave him a weak smile but nodded anyway. “I'm not, just nervous…” you admit. Feeling silly for being the one to ask but still feeling so embarrassed by the whole thing.

He hummed in understanding. He held the base of his cock and pressed the already swollen tip on your clit before gliding it down through your slick folds and back up, teasing you a little to help you relax just a bit. You sigh a little at the feeling, he was already so close to you. “I’ll go slow and gentle Baby, just tell me if you want to stop, okay?” he says as he pressed against your tight hole a little, a little warning he was going to put it in.

You nod and hold onto his biceps. “Please Stu.” you urge him to do it, get you through it already so you can finally be with him, feel all of him and feel good.

With a soft grunt he moved, hips pushing the head of his cock past your tight entrance with a little hiss from him and pitchy gasp from you. He waited a moment before slowly, so agonizingly slowly moving a little more and a little more. The more he fit inside you the tighter you felt. His cock twitched and your walls clenched hard around him.

“Baby, too tight.” his voice was a little strangled and he wasn't sure if he was telling you because it felt so good, or if it felt too good and he could take it. “Babygirl, need you to relax a little for me.” he says, eyes meeting yours.

You shook your head a little. “Can't… Stu you're too big.” you gasp softly, his cock becoming a little too overwhelming.

“M’not to big baby… I promise baby, it will fit.” he mumbles softly, reassuring you again. The hand that was holding his cock came to your sensitive clit. His thumb rubbed short fast circles while he sank a little more in. your warm gummy walls were sending his cock and mind into overdrive; you were so tight he wasn't sure he was going to last. Then he looked down at you, eyes half lidded, and mouth hung slack, trying to keep your little sounds of discomfort back while he worked himself into you. He was determined to make this good for you, make you feel loved and cared for.

He was almost fully in when you finally let out a strangled gasp, hands gripping his arms so tight he knew there would be marks tomorrow. “Oww, Stu… it h-urts!” you whined, voice breathy as you stumble over the words. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes. That made Stu’s pride in his own body spike a little, even if he felt bad about it hurting you.

Stu cradles the side of your head and kisses your forehead then your cheek and finally to your neck where he sucks and nips the skin. His thumb rubbing lazy circles on your ever-growing sensitive clit. “I know baby, but I'm almost all in.” he tells you as his warm breath brushes along your skin. Your back arches at the added sensations. “You can do it, I know you can. Such a good girl for me.” he coos at you as he finally thrust the rest of his length in and bottoms out in your pulsing cunt.

Your walls fluttered and calmed down around him. Unable to form any words, you could only manage a high-pitched whine followed by soft breathy moans. You clung to him, grounding yourself in an attempt to keep your head straight.

He let your clit be once he felt you relax around him and your breathing slowed down a little. “Feel a little better?” he asks, voice soft and gentle. He strokes your air while the other hand messages your hip.

You nod and give him a small smile. “I'm okay.” Your furrowed brows tell him you were still worried and uncomfortable despite your claim.

Slowly he rocks his hips into your own. He doesn’t pull back enough for you to feel any loss of him, just rocks himself in you trying to get your pussy nice and wet around him. Your eyes flutter and you gasp out a soft ‘oh’ when his cock hits that little bundle of nerves. A small smile played on his lips, you made the cutest faces when your pussy was getting needy and feeling good.

“Better.” you mumble, brain slowly beginning to flood with the pleasure of finally having his cock stuffed deep inside. Your pussy fluttered around him and you could feel your slick start to leak out around the base of his cock.

“Want me to move baby?” he asks, more for himself, your pussy was so tight and being so deep in you for so long was making his cock throb.

You looked up at him with glossy eyes, your unshed tears filling most of your vision. “You can move.” you tell him.

He smiles and leans down to lock you in a deep kiss. His hips move back slowly, letting you feel the whole of his length as he pulls almost all of the way out. You gasp when he sinks back in and he takes the opportunity so claim your mouth. Every Time he pulled back and slipped back in he picked up his pace. The faster he got the more your little mewls and gasps turned into sweet moans that he gladly devoured. He only pulled back when the need for air became urgent.

“Fuck.” he can't help but grunt out. Your face captivated him, made his cock twitch and throb angrily. Your face was flushed, eyes droopy and laced with pleasure. Your parted lips to grace him with all of your little sounds. “Like my cock fillin you up Babygirl? You're doing so fucking well for me, pussy squeezing and taking me so well.” he asks, wanting to hear you say it. He waited so long for this he needs to hear you say.

You have a hard time focusing on him while he continues to thrust into you. “Mmmhm, feels go-ood” you managed to gasp out.

Stu groans at your words. He keeps a steady rhythm. He held your hip still while he fucked you and brought the other to your chest. He pitched both nipples softly and groped at your breasts. “Perfect, such pretty tits baby.” he coos and keeps teasing your now pebbled buds, helping to send you closer and closer to that growing pleasure.

You could feel it, the twist in your stomach, the heat growing fast. “m’gunna…Stu!” you whine and wrap your arms around his neck to pull him down, wanting to just feel him close to you. Your legs shook around him and couldn't help the string of loud whiny moans that came out of you. “Please, please Stu, feels so good.” you babbled, brain turned completely into mush as you fell apart under him.

Stu practically shuddered, you were begging for him to make you cum. He wanted to see it and feel you cumming on his cock. “Sweet girl needs to cum? I got you, I'll get you there.” He made sure to angle just right so he was hitting that sweet spot deep inside your aching pussy. A hand came to cradle your jaw to make sure he could see your face, so you couldn't hide when you came undone. The other focused back on your clit, swiping at it in time with his thrusts. “C’mon Babygirl, let me feel you cum around my cock, wanna feel your tight little pussy squeeze me.”

Stus voice and his lewd words were just the thing you needed to send you right over the edge. You back arched and rise off the bed. A loud strangled moan filled the full when your pussy spasmed and clenched down around his length. His hand on your jaw helped keep you steady so he could watch the pleasure wash over you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head before closing, brows furrowed while you shook under him. He helped you through your orgasm with his own strangled groans and grunt. He was about to lose it himself and once you pushed against his shoulder he wasted no time in pulling out to let his cum coat your dripping pussy.

“Fuuuk… baby you felt so good.” he groans. He let his cock rest against your sore pussy, relishing in the way your body twitches just a little when it brushes against your swollen clit. He smiled down at you before planting another kiss on your forehead. “You did so good Babygirl, so fucking good for me.”

Stu praises make your face flush again. You bring your hands up to cover your face a little, needing a moment to recover concise thoughts.

“Baby… baby you okay?” Stu asks, becoming worried he did something wrong.

You shook your head and flung your arms around his neck. Pulling him down he finds his place in the crook of your neck. “I'm okay.” you state, voice a little shaky. Your body was growing heavy and tired. “Just… a little flustered is all.” you confess.

He chuckles and nuzzles into you. “Well how about we get you cleaned up and we head to bed?” he offered.

You groan at the thought of having to move at all.

Stu leans back and slides a hand between your thighs while he glides his middle finger along your folds, collecting and mixing your fluids together all over your pussy. You shudder and wiggle your hips at his actions. “Made a mess of you baby, gotta make sure i clean you up.” he says, eyes filling with lust once again at the sight of your messy and dripping cunt.

You whimper and sit up. “Okay okay, bathtime.” you conceded with a soft chuckle.

The rest of the night Stu made sure to pamper you, make sure you had a snack and water. He even fluffed all of the pillows on your bed. He slept with you in his arms, never letting you go or pull away from him. He’s made it this far after all, why would he ever let you go?

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slasherbvnnie · 1 year

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Until We Found You Part II

Hi again! Welcome back for part II of Until We Found You, please head the tags: Modern Day College Scream AU, Obsessed AFAB!Reader, Eventual Poly!Ghostface x reader, Eventual NSFW, All characters 18+

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

The police were practically useless with your case. After your parents had arrived, they checked the house while they told you to pack a bag. You went back upstairs, still cautious in case the killer was lurking somewhere. You felt your foot slip beneath you, remembering the papers on the floor. You picked them up from the ground, stuffing them into your backpack, following it up with clothes and whatever else you needed to take. You looked out of your window, seeing a red beetle pulling into your driveway and Tatum and Sidney getting out of it. You sighed, finishing packing your bag up, hearing the police begin to make their way to your room. “You can all interview her tomorrow, I want her somewhere safe for the night,” you heard your mom's voice from down the hall, putting your shoes on before peeking your head out and looking up at the officer in front of you. “Dewey,” you called out, seeing the man look back at you. “Hey, are you okay? Did the paramedics check you out already,” he questioned, nodding and offering a tiny smile. “Yup, I wasn’t hurt, just kinda scared I guess,” you murmured, what if the killer got the smart idea to frame it all on you now? Why didn’t they kill you? You weren’t scared for your life, just scared they would ruin it by setting you up.

“Oh, good, yeah. You gave your statement already, right?” He asked, you gave a hum in response. “Crazed masked killer wearing a black outfit, yup. Creepy call too, he asked me about an old horror movie, you know, the one I named Irena after. It was fucking creepy,” You said, recalling the incident from less than an hour ago. “Dewey!” Tatum called, pushing past the other officers with Sidney trailing right behind her. “Oh my god, are you okay? Did they hurt you or anything,” Tatum asked as she pulled you in for a hug. “No, I’m- I’m okay,” you reassured her as Sidney wrapped her arms around you as well.

“Honey,” your dad called, making you pull away from the girls. “The Machers said they would be happy to keep watch on all you kids tonight. I’d feel a little better knowing all your friends will be with you,” he said, you nodded. “Yeah, I’d feel better too, did you guys call Randy and Billy already?” You asked as you turned back to Sidney and Tatum. “Yeah, we called them on the way, we asked Stu if we could stay at his since his is the biggest. We kinda figured you didn’t want to be alone tonight,” Sidney said, making you smile a bit as you nodded. “Thanks,” you said before going to your parents. “What about you guys? Where are you going to stay tonight,” you didn’t want the killer to go after them, next to Irena they were the only thing you cared about. “We’ll be at your aunt's house, we will be safe. You just try relaxing okay? We’ll pick you up in the morning to take you to the station,” your mom said before hugging you. “I’m so glad you’re safe,” she sighed out.

“I guess you aren’t the killer after all, or maybe you have an accomplice helping you to throw police off your trail,” Randy said in a teasing way to you, huffing when you kicked at him. “Maybe it was you, Randy. Maybe you saw one too many Halloweens and thought you’d take some inspo,” you said as you put your head back onto Sidney’s lap. “Yeah, Randy’s a perfect killer. He probably did it because you wouldn’t sleep with him,” Stu added, making the group laugh except for Randy. “And who says it wasn’t you, Stu? Maybe you got jealous of her seeing your girlfriend's tits more than you,” Randy retorted, making Stu laugh as he looked at you. “Yeah, what's to say it wasn’t me trying to gut you tonight?” Stu asked in a teasing manner, Tatum hitting his shoulder as Billy sounded in. “Can you two idiots shut up about it? Watch the fucking movie,” he huffed out. “Billy’s right guys, I just want to relax tonight. I don’t want to hear about that stupid fucking mask anymore,” you huffed out. You didn’t want to admit it, but your heart was a little hurt. You had been obsessed with the killings, you didn’t think Weary had killed Maureen, you think it was someone who was still on the loose, the same someone who killed Casey and Steve. The use of knives, the fact that no one saw their face, and how they were killed, it was all too coincidental. You spent over a whole year obsessing over them, only to be betrayed and nearly killed. You were almost killed by the one person who made you feel alive again, someone who brought you excitement, you were hurt by that.

“I’m gonna grab a beer, anyone else want one,” Stu asked as everyone chimed in. “Then someone come and help,” he demanded as he stood, you got off of Sidney’s lap and stood up, “I’ll help. Got anything other than shitty beer down there?” You questioned as he laughed, “I think,” he replied as you two headed down to the garage.

“You know, I’m surprised the horror hottie would follow someone all alone to a dark place,” Stu teased, earning him a shove to his shoulder. “Shut up, Stu. Everyone knows you would probably go searching through my underwear drawer before trying to kill me,” you laughed, “who says I didn’t?” He questioned, making you stumble in your walk for a moment. “Chill out, I was with Tate on the phone while it was going on. I’m just fucking with you,” He chuckled, opening up the fridge and handing you the beers. “Got patron or hard lemonade, take your pick,” he hummed, you pointed at the lemonade. “Hey, Randy’s getting cut off the dumbass keeps talking about his theories,” you heard Billy from the doorway, Stu laughing as he took one of the beers from your hands. “More for me then,” Stu said as he closed the fridge. You turned and saw Billy looking at you, a bit more intensely than his usual crazy eyes. “What? Scared to be near the girl who almost got killed,” you joked as he flashed a smile. “No, surprised you’re still alive though.” “Same here,” Stu said as he looked at Billy, Billy narrowed his eyes at Stu for a moment before he went over to you to help with the beers. “Maybe ghostface has a thing for you or something,” Billy said as you laughed. “Doubt it, I think he got scared that my parents were getting home,” you said, which was partially true, but you couldn’t deny that maybe your obsession helped you survive tonight. “Maybe you have a thing for ghostface then,” Stu chimed in, making your head whip to him. You blushed, shaking your head, “as if,” you huffed out, giving a little laugh to cover up your nervousness.

Time passed by quickly that night, you all spent the night drinking and watching movies, mostly horror movies involving Jamie Lee Curtis since Stu insisted on watching them. Tate was cooped up in Stu’s room with him, Randy had passed out on the couch and Sidney and Billy were probably in the guest room fast asleep. You had snuck out into the backyard, letting your mind wander once again as you stared up at the stars. Your phone began to ring, you stared at it and debated answering before seeing it was Sidney’s number. You sighed and picked it up, wondering if she needed anything. “Hey,” you answered, hearing a familiar voice. “The Machers, huh? Don’t you know not to split up?” The voice questioned, making you sit up. “You let me live, why are you calling?” You asked, looking around before standing and heading back for the door to get inside. “I wanted to talk to my fan, I saw all your papers. Thought you would like a phone call, or are you mad I didn’t slit that pretty little throat,” the person taunted as you messed around with the doorknob, it had locked behind you when you left. “That was before I realized I was on your kill list,” you retorted, heading around the house to the front door to wake Randy up. “No hard feelings, it was before I realized you were a fan. Leave your window open when you’re back at home. I would like to see what my pretty little fan is willing to do for not slitting her throat.” The killer said, chuckling as you blushed a little, about to respond before you heard the beeping that indicated they had hung up. You smiled slightly, happy that they wanted to see you again.

The front door opened, Billy looking at you with panicked eyes and a knife in hand. “Jesus, I thought you were the weirdo, I heard you trying to open the back door,” he said, making you laugh a bit. “Yeah, sorry, the back door was locked,” you said as he moved out of the doorway. “Come on, get inside before you end up like Casey,” he said as you walked in, “not funny, Billy.” You said as you yawned. “Mind if I crash with you and Sid? I don’t want Randy to make any passes,” you asked as Billy laughed, heading to the kitchen to put up the knife. “Be my guest, you and Sid can have the bed, I’ll take the floor.” “What a gentleman,” you teased. “Shut up before I let Randy take a stab at you.” He said, mimicking a stabbing movement as you laughed and pushed him.

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