#stu matcher x reader | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

roadkillremi · 10 months

Text

Catch Me.

Billy Loomis X F!Reader X Stu Macher

MasterList

Warnings : MINORS DNI,( the following is all consented ) degrading, tying up, chasing around with a knife, chasing through woods, language, exposing the readers chest, a small grinding moment

Summary : Billy and Stu love to play their little games on Reader. This time it's a game of cat and mouse in the woods. But what happens when she makes it past the woods?

Billy reflected his sick games onto you all the time. He would pick out clothes for you to wear. They would be the most feminine and dainty things. This time it was a white night gown that went to your ankles. Billy smiled at you, "So pretty.". You looked up at him, "Billy I wanna go to bed.". He looked at you, "and leave me alone?". You darted your eyes around the room.

"No- I'm just tired." You whined. Billy shook his head, "You should have thought of that earlier. Before you called me all needy and shit.". You looked down ashamed of yourself, Billy grabbed your chin.

"It's okay, baby. Let's play a game, hm?". You looked up at him, "Billy I'm bad at games." You whispered.

"Shh, not at this one. Now let's play one of your favorites when we were kids.". Your eyes widen and you shook your head.

"Yes. Let's play cat and mouse in the woods." He grabbed your wrist taking you outside. You breathed heavily, you were sure it was another psychotic break from his mother leaving. He walked to the border of the woods.

"You run. I count to 15.".

"What about Stu?-" you whispered. Billy looked into the woods, "You know what happens when I catch you. So Run.".

"Billy. I'm scared." You said softly. He looked over at you, "Do you know what to say when you're uncomfortable?". You nodded, "What is it? What's the word?". You swallowed, "Parrot." Billy nodded, "Now run." He demanded. You took off wincing at the pain of your bare feet hitting the sticks. You glanced behind you, nothing yet. You stumbled down a hill tripping onto your knees. You hissed in pain, you heard Billy's boots against the leaves. You stood up quickly trying to find a hiding spot. You darted around finding two big rocks to hide between. You hated to admit it, but you loved running from Billy. He knew it and that's why he did this to you. You heard a low whistle and foot step. You looked down at the ground trying to steady your breath. Billy squatted by one opening of the rocks.

"Found you."

You crawled out the other end and ran off. You knew if you ran far enough you'd make it to Stus house. And you'd win.

His heavy steps were close behind you. The cold air stung your lungs. You pumped your arms faster as you saw Stus house in the distance. You felt relief in you and tried to run faster in the field of overgrown grass. Billy's footsteps grew faster and louder, you stumbled upon the porch. You banged on the door, "Stu! Stu! Open up!". Stu opened the door and you ran in and slammed the door shut. Stu looked at you a bit surprised.

"What's wrong?" He asked. He held you close to his lanky body.

"Someone's chasing me!" You panted, a knock on the door echoed. You shook your head, "Don't answer it, Stu.". Yes I backed up from him as Stu opened the door with a soft chuckle. Billy walked in and looked at you.

"This is the farthest she's made it..." Stu said with a wide smile. Billy nodded, "It is. She usually trips so God damn much.". You backed up into the couch causing you to fall. Billy and Stu walked into the living room looking down at you. Billy squatted, "What now, Bunny?".

"I-I won!" You fussed. Billy smiled and gently grabbed your chin.

"So naive. So dumb. So Pretty. That's why you're our final girl." He said grinning. Stu sat you up right, "Look at your dress it's all dirty.". You looked at Billy, "He made me wear it.". Stu put his finger on his chin, "Better take it off so I can wash it.". You shook your head, "No.". Billy stared at you, he leaned into your ear.

"Are you still wanting to play?"

You nodded, he backed away before standing up.

"Stu take her upstairs." He demanded. Stu grabbed at your hips, you pushed him away getting up. Stu took out his pocket hunting knife flicking the blade up. Billy gave Stu a small nod, you ran up the stairs. Stu laughed running after you, "Come on! Don't be scared, baby!". You ran around the hallways before locking yourself in a bathroom. Stu banged on the door, "Let me in!". You stayed silent, "I know you're in there.". The doorknob jiggled aggressively before it went silent. You stayed there waiting for a sign of him. You slowly creaked the door open looking down the hall. You stepped out silently walking, Billy pushed you against the wall.

"Get off!" You fussed. Billy smiled, "Got her.". Stu huffed, "I wanted to catch her.". Billy glared at him, "Then handle the brat.". He threw you towards him, Stu grabbed your wrists and pulled you into his room.

"You're okay with this?" Stu asked softly. You nodded, "Yes, Stu.". He smiled pushing you onto the bed, Billy walked in holding rope.

"Let's see if she wants to be a rope bunny for us.". Billy grabbed your ankles. You kicked at him trying to fight it off. He smacked your leg leaving a red sting. He tied your ankles together tightly. You kept fighting against Stu as he tried to grab your wrists. He put his knife up to your neck, you stopped fighting him. You stared up at him instead, Stu smiled and grabbed your wrists tying them together.

"What now?" You ask softly. Billy tilted his head to the side, "We hurt you." He smiled. Your eyes widen, he chuckled "Don't worry.". He grabbed Stus knife dragging it down your nightgown.

"It won't last long.".

Stu stood above you staring down at you. He grabbed your face smooshing your cheeks.

"Don't worry, sweetie. Its the stuff you like.". He let go of your face and back away with a wide smile. Billy pushed your ankles up revealing your underwear to the two men.

"Seems like she's enjoying it." He smiled. He put his knee onto your clothed cunt. He pushed it down watching you whine beneath him.

"Poor little whore. So needy for us." Billy whispered. Stu watched intensely, "Should've thought twice before calling us. Telling us how much you wanted us." Stu cooed. You groaned causing Billy to apply more pressure. You moaned softly grinding against his knee. He smacked your thigh causing you to yelp.

"fucking whore." Billy muttered. Stu hiked up your night gown more revealing your chest.

"No bra either." He tsked looking back at Billy. You grunted, "Asshats" you Whispered. Both the boys looked up at you, "Let her go" Billy Whispered. Stu backed up obeying Billy. Billy got up and left the room, Stu followed. You stared at the door and yelled their names.

No answer. You yelled again and again until your voice grew tired. After what ft like hours Billy walked in.

"Done being a little bitch?"

You nodded, he cut the top letting you free. He gently picked you up out of the bed carrying your tired body out of the room. Stu was in the hall waiting for you, "Is she okay?" He whispered. Billy shrugged carrying you downstairs laying you on the couch. Stu kneeled down to your level.

"Did we go too rough?"

You shook your head, "No, just tired.". Stu nodded before sitting on the couch snuggling you. Billy sat on the other end, his hand placed firmly on your thigh.

4K notes · View notes

tonixe · 1 year

Text

"I wanna make you my final girl."

n.o.t.e.s - Skeet Ulrich is fine as hell.

w.a.r.n - p in the v, penetration, creampies, unprotected sex, dub-con to non con, wall sex, fingering.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Billy Loomis x fem!reader

w.c. - 1.3k

Music was blasting through the house, holding your red solo cup filled with some mysterious alcoholic drink.

It was another senior party, and it was of course a party hosted by Stu in his parent's huge house. You got forced to go to the party by Tatum and Stu. You were surprised when Sidney was at the party.

You saw as she walked into the kitchen you were curious about what she was doing; you were barely doing anything at the party than just sipping on your drink and looking around. Walking into the kitchen, to see Sidney emptying a bag of chips into a bowl. You placed your drink onto the counter.

"I didn't know your gonna come to the party, Sid" you put your hands into your skirt pockets, she was taken by surprised by your presence into the kitchen.

"I just didn't want to miss out on the fun, you know?" she responded quietly, as she started eating some of the chips, "Mind if I join in, I don't have anything else to do" you gave her a smile.

"Sure" she passed the bowl of chips, as you grab a handful of chips.

"So, where's Tatum"

"Probably with Stu, doing something important" she shrugged, You giggled when she said the last part, "You mean there probably somewhere fucking" you laughed.

You saw her growing a little grin on her lips, "I guess so" she gave you a little smile, but she was still down.

"What got ya down Sid?" you asked her.

She didn't responded with anything, "Is it with Billy?"

She didn't with your question once again, as she just looked away fro you, "You know it okay Sid, he in the wrong after all, beside he should know it, it wasn't your fault" you said, as you hugged her from behind, "Besides it's party have fun" you gave her a reassuring smile and pat on her back.

"I-i guess so" she said, wiping a tear away from her eyelash, she a laugh a bit.

"I gonna see where's Randy at" she said.

You gave her a head shake, as you watched as she left the kitchen, left with the bowl of chips. 'Oh well', as you dug into the chips. You were now alone, as you sighed out.

You were interrupted in your train of thought, from a group of teenager coming into the kitchen, not trying to bother yourself you just left the chips and walked dusted your hands off.

You walked through the hallways of the house, trying to find the entertain of fun in the party, before getting bumped into by a very drunk Billy.

"B-billy" you stuttered out, you were disgusted by the strong smell of alcohol coming from him. "How much were you drinking tonight?"

"Enough to make me think about you~" he cooed, teasing point at your face, you saw the evident empty flask in his hands.

"God, you need to go home..now," you whispered, holding his shoulders.

"I-i just wanna go home with you, darling." he stuttered out as he caressed your cheek, "You're drunk"

"I'm pretty sober"

"Your going home come on" you tugged at his hand, before getting slammed on a wall, immediately smelling the alcohol and his cologne radaring from him.

"You know, Y/N.." he huffed, looking straight at your face, "You're so pretty, I mean pretty than Sidney in a way" He caressed your face, and you felt his hand sneaking up your skirt.

You grabbed his hand, "Stop, you have a fucking girlfriend, Billy," you hissed at him angrily; he slammed you into the wall forcefully, grabbing your chin, "You know you want it to, Y/N, come on." He forcefully peeled off your panties.

You felt his thick fingers inside of your cunt, your legs wobbling from the impact, as he thrust his finger inside you. "Your wet," he whispered into your ear, and a smuggled smile appeared on his face. You turned your head away from him. His finger fucked you, as you covered your mouth hiding your moans.

"I wanna hear you scream," he whispered into your ear as he took your hand away from your mouth, forcing his tongue into your mouth to kiss. Withdrawing from your lips, being connected by a string of saliva. You whimpered out as his fingers were still trusted inside you before getting withdrawn.

His fingers coated with your slick, as he sucked the liquid from his fingers in front of you before shoving into a hot makeout; it was wrong to enjoy this abuse, especially with your friend's boyfriend.

Your heavy breathing was loud as you tried to calm yourself down before you felt yourself getting lifted off the ground onto Billy's shoulder.

"What the hell, put me down, Billy" you yelled before you were silenced by a slap on the ass as you jolted from the slap.

You buried your face onto the pillow, grabbing it, You could of ask him to stop, but you allowed the thought of him being under the influence; you were a fucking fake, fucking your friend's own boyfriend when there going through something, you felt horrible, but you didn't want it to stop.

You were interrupted in your train of thought before getting split out by his cock, hissing from the pain. His hips collided with your ass as he thrust into you, his hips jackhammering into you.

Your moans ranged out as his cock abused your cunt, as he grabbed the back of your hair, pulling you into his chest, thrusting into you deeper, "Fuck" he groaned out into your ear, "God, your tight," he squeezes her clothed chest, before he took off your shirt, ripped your bra off.

Before he started playing with your nipples, your languid moans made Billy harder by the second. As Billy pulled you into a messy, hot kiss while he plunged himself deeper inside you, You felt yourself feeling your orgasm. His cock massaging your inner walls, "Goddamn, your fucking tight," he groaned into your ear as you clamped down on him.

He removed his arms from your body, and you fell onto the bed, your breath labored, as sweat covered your body.

Before he flipped you, hovering over your body, before he plunged inside you again, your moans were loud, his thrust jolting, as your boobs bounced from the rhythm of his hips.

His body pressed onto your own as you held him, your legs placed on his hips, his thrust getting sloppy, both of your bodies covered with sweat, your nail scratching his back, as your nails stain red. The sounds of the thrust being heard around the room, "B-billy, Im close," you moaned out, "I'm gonna fucking cum inside you" You felt a sense of pleasure washing down on you, moaning his name before clamping down onto his cock, he thrust you a few times into you before spilling himself into you, you felt him softening inside of you, as he groaned into your ear.

You and Billy of your panting were loud before he pulled out of you, as his cum dripped out of you. Billy putting back his clothing back on, zipping up his jeans.

"Where you going." you whimpered out, reaching for him, "Finishing some business," he said before kissing you on the lips, "I'll be back soon, precious." before he caressed his cheek.

"So you really did that, huh," Stu asked as Stu lit his blunt, puffing out the smoke, before turning his head to Billy.

"It was easy to get her to be submissive." Before he took a blow from his blunt.

"You make her sound more like a dream; maybe if get to enjoy her too," he said before he took a drag from his blunt; he felt a hard glare from Billy after he said that.

"After your done fucking with her."

"If you touch her, I'll fucking kill you."

"Billy, you never share~" Stu playful whined

"Anyways, your ready for the Woodsboro massacre?" Stu asked gleefully.

"Ready to finish up the daughter of the whore" Billy muttered before taking a long drag from his blunt.

4K notes · View notes

mushies-stories · 6 months

Text

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.

word count: 2324

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.

#scream #scream1996 #scream x reader #ghost face #ghostface x reader #stu matcher x reader #billy loomis x reader #scream1996x reader #billy loomis smut #Stu macher x reader smut #billy loomis x reader smut #stu macher imagine #stu macher smut

1K notes · View notes

thestarfishinjootsoffice · 7 months

Note

I would like to request more slasher x reader whos on the period and is just emotionally exhausted and does a fall hug on them and sighs 😞

I actually looked up period aesthetic on Pinterest 🤦‍♀️ (didn't work, I had to instead looked up blood stain aesthetic)

Ps: why the fuck did I think it was a good idea to put blood stains pictures here, and also this might be the last post for this week and the next week, since my exams are only one week away I really need to start focusing on my studies. I love you all, byee :)

Slashers in this are: Michael myers, sinclair brothers, Jason, and lastly, Billy and stu

Warnings:

Relationship: romantic!!

Slashers with exhausted reader on her cycle!

Michael

Michael sat rested on the couch of your living room. Letting himself sink into the soft cushion. This day was particularly satisfactory by far... Except for one thing.

You were ignoring him. You've stayed in your room with food and a bunch of other stuff saying you were on your period, you've explained to him before and stuff. But that didn't give you the right to ignore him. What did he even do anyway?

Deciding thinking about why his s/o's mad at him on their period isn't his thing, he shuts his eyes and prepares to pass out.

The silence and the comfy atmosphere. Not too hot not too cold, slightly slouching to his side now that the drowsiness is getting to him. Until he hears the door open ,your door open. he quickly sits straight waiting for your figure to come into the living room.

Are you mad at him right now? Are you going to yell at him? Did he forget to do something?

He sees you enter the room and make eye contact with him for a few seconds, waiting for you to do Or say something. He becomes a bit alert when you start walking towards him, you don't seem to have a bit of aggression in your manner and you just seem... Tired.

flop!

Next thing he knows you're on top of him with your hands around his body. Sighing loudly you don't do anything and he starts hearing you softly snore.

Maybe just these few times you can physically get this close to him. He takes a few breaths before his eyelids start feeling heavy again and he starts to feel less and less energetic.

Subconsciously he puts his hand on your back as the two of you slumber into a deep sleep together.

Sinclair brothers

Bo's not really the best in verbal comfort but he sure is one hell of a good physical one. He sat on the couch reading a newspaper after a long day of being mean. Having a cup of coffee on the small table next to the couch you kinda wanted to laugh. Your overly aggressive boyfriend sitting so quietly and almost innocently on the couch on a Thursday morning is really a contradiction to his usual behaviour. But the inner exhaustion is making you dramatic. Walking over to him he notices you. "What?" He questioned, not a single sound of roughness in them. Hmm, maybe he really was in a good mood today. Taking this as your sign you grab his newspaper and then fall on him dramatically, not forgetting to hug him as you do so. Sighing as you feel the warmth of his body seeping into yours. "What do you think you're doing?" He asks a bit annoyed and a bit more confused. You place the paper on the arm rest on the couch and just continue to rest on him. Bo stays quiet for moments before he wraps his arms around your waist. "Well you could've just told me if you wanted a hug." He chuckles a bit. Let's just hope this isn't cut short.

Vincent Although can't really talk or comfort you verbally, is willing to do anything for you. Acts of service, physical touch, gift giving... Anything. Especially since you're on this painful and tiring process called "a period" He's on his bed reading a book he got from a traveller. Flipping through the pages he hears steps coming towards his room. He memorised your footsteps by now and closed his book but kept his fingers in between where he was reading. He saw you in his sight and tilted his head as to say "is there something you need?". You smiled a bit and went towards him and your body went softly crashing into his. Tightly hugging around his neck and you sigh because honestly hugging him was the most comforting thing ever. Vincent's a bit startled but rubs your back as he realises you're just tired. He kisses the top of your head through his wax mask and he starts blushing and grins when you turn to him and his cheek. He couldn't help but fall for this side of you every single time.

Lester was the best at any kind of affection. So anytime you felt the bit of sadness you immediately went to him. Today or during the cycle was no exception, trotting over to find your lovely dearest boyfriend you needed someone to lay all your love on right now. You finally saw him, Lester who was dropping by for a few days to accompany his brothers was on a couch with Vincent, it seemed they were silently discussing something. Probably they broke the wooden floor and were planning on how to tell Bo without angering him. (Impossible) besides all that, you just wanted to feel your lover's warmth around yours. Lester who noticed you after Vincent did, immediately lights up with a goofy smile. "Hey baby! How are you doing?" You instantly knew he was referring to your cycle, you gave a small smile on your tired face. You walked over to him with your arms extended and fell on him. "Woah!" He relaxes after a few seconds. He strokes your hair as you lay quietly on him. (Vincent third wheeled his way out of the room.)

Jason

It were a particularly quiet and peaceful few days camp crystal Lake. Which was a very good thing which meant a longer spending time with your undead boyfriend.

Especially since being on the flow meant more emotional draining. And although your boyfriend wasn't the warmest in body heat, he definitely was the warmest in showing you his love.

He was on a bed just resting because he didn't really have anything else to do. He didn't wanna bother you since you said you were on your period and didn't wanna risk you getting mad at him. (He would be extremely sulky.)

In his train of thoughts he hears footsteps creaking and immediately gets up, did a trespasser come into the cabins without him knowing? He grabs his machete that was on the ground and prepares for any sort of unfamiliar faces, he sees your face and sighs. He drops his machete as he realises he almost hit you with it.

You see him and stare at him for a few moments. He tilts his head and you start walking over to him and jump on him with your arms around his body.

He presses his mask against your head as you sigh. He couldn't express how much he loves you if he were honest. He strokes your head as he thinks so.

Billy n stu

You knew who to go to when you needed some physical affection. Having two people around you was more than enough.

You couldn't bother telling them about the problems and pains of your period since they're both lowkey air heads.. Just one of them is a bit smarter but definitely more sassy with a shit more attitude.

You slowly made your steps over to where you heard bickering, you saw the two of your boyfriends who you could see were talking about a horror movie most likely. You lazily walk to them, damn. They still don't notice you yet.

You decide to just fuck it and throw your body to where they were and Billy made a surprise grunting noise as Stu just yelped.

"Jesus! You fucking scared the shit out of us Y/n!" Billy exclaimed. Stu made a small "yeah!"

You just sighed tiredly. You wrapped your arms around both of them. "Well, we were just about to watch a movie. Wanna join us?" You just nodded as you felt them adjust themselves around your grip.

You relaxed after you felt Stu hug you tightly as Billy started going through the tapes with his legs around yours.

You were starting to relax until they started bickering again. Damn they couldn't shut up could they?

#og michael myers #michael myers imagine #michael myers x reader #sinclair brothers #the sinclairs #bo sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair x reader #lester sinclair x reader #jason vorhees x reader #billy loomis x reader #stu matcher x reader #slashers x reader #slasher fluff #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair #lester sinclair #jason voorhees x reader

1K notes · View notes

cowboy-lover69 · 1 year

Text

Ghostface's accidentally hurting you during their murders headcanons

(1587 words)

Billy Loomis

--- however, you ended up getting hurt if he was there when it happened, he would panic whether he was in costume or not. It’s a mix of hurting you and fears if hesitates to attack you it might make him look suspicious.

--- After whatever happened he would urge you to leave town or not go to Stu’s party since he uses the excuse it is a “breeding ground for murder” but since he’s going to the party you called him out for being a hypocrite.

--- At some point, he runs out of excuses and either drops it or confesses to being Ghostface to you. If he tells you the Ghostface before you can freak out, he tells you his whole story, but it most likely does not sway, you are not really. Depending on how close you were to him, you might have even agreed not to tell anyone or even help. As much as I would like to think that you wouldn't report him to the police you probably would, but you don’t really have any evidence.

Stu Matcher

--- Stu is very protective of you before anything actually happens, but when something does happen however it does, he is very guilty. When you get injured if he’s the one who does it he tries his best to retreat. If he is not, he is the first to you if he's there when it happens.

--- After you are injured, he might not even throw the party or at least he would keep it smaller so you would not know about it, so you don’t come since he and Billy have plans with Sidney that night.

--- Billy would probably not be happy that he was reconsidering their plans because of you. Stu might even back out if he were to back out, he would probably be killed so he probably does not do that. Stu most likely still throws the party, just turns on Billy last minute, or tries to minimize the fallout of the murders for your sake.

Mickey Altieri

--- It was never Mickey's intention to care for you so much no less care when he hurts you by accident during his murders. He starts to fear that his feelings for you will get in the way of his “efficiency” so he tries to find a way to get you out of the way without having to hurt you again.

--- he decides to take the risk and gets closer to you before continuing the murders, of course, Ms. Loomis is not thrilled but he has a plan, it requires him to be closer to you which he doesn't mind at all since he likes you.

--- At some point, you guys start dating for a while and he takes this opportunity to execute his plan. He confesses to being Ghostface and asks you to join him. Depending on your attraction to murder it might have worked or not.

--- If you do agree you two become partners in crime for the remaining murders and you guys might have even succeeded with the murder plot. Of course, Ms. Loomis would have still probably taken advantage of Mickey, but since you were there, you might have killed Ms. Loomis before that became a problem.

Roman Bridger

--- As soon as you got hurt Roman panicked and started trying to find you a way out of town. Of course, it was not too hard to do that at least for him.

--- Roman offered to whisk you away on vacation he said that staying would not be safe and a vacation is always nice.

--- Of course, you agreed since you trusted Roman. Of course, later you found out he was Ghostface which probably destroyed your trust in anyone for a while. Therapy will be needed!

(Sorry I didn't have any ideas for roman)

Jill Roberts

--- When Jill accidentally hurt you during the murders, she had to face the fact that she had to kill you or deal with you in some other way. She was trying to avoid the thought that it was not something she wanted to think about. Nevertheless, she decided to just keep you out of the way, so you won’t be an issue.

--- After the stab marathon was canceled and they go to the Kirby house for the after-party she tries to make sure you won’t know that the after-party is going on since she doesn't want you to be a problem and make it harder for her to execute her plans.

--- you end up showing up since Robbie live streams while he's there and you recognize the outside of the house. You show up a little after Jill kills Charlie. You see Robbie's corpse so you run inside to find Jill and Sidney.

--- Jill is a very good manipulator and you guys are really close, so she deters you from calling the cops. She tells you to go home instead of staying to aid in her story. Jill loves you but does not trust you to corporate her story, since of how carefully she crafted the timeline to work in her favor and she also didn’t want you getting cold feet last minute.

--- When the cops ask later you tell them you were not there that night, and they believe you but soon after it’s all for nothing since Jill ends up being caught in the end.

Charlie Walker

--- you're the first person to ever acknowledge him romantically, so when you end up getting yourself hurt during his and Jill's little murder spree he feels guilty.

--- He starts being very clingy I mean more than usual since he wants to keep you safe, he finds that he can keep you safe if as long as he's not in the Ghostface costume he can keep you close, and safe.

--- He still helps Jill but insists that you are not invited to the after-party. First of all, part of the plan was to get romantic with Kibry so that when he is tied to the chair later she will want to help him.

--- you find out about the after party but just a little late. You show up just as the police do and they find Charlie dead and Jill the only survivor. Later you find out from the news and Sidney that Charlie and Jill were the killers.

Amber Freeman

--- It was never Amber's intention to get you involved, she actually wanted you as far away as possible but it was not working out that way since you ended up in the crossfire.

--- At some point, she realized she had to do something with you, but she couldn't kill you. She didn’t want to, so she made a distraction.

--- she couldn't have you showing up to the party so she slashed the tires on your car and bike so you couldn't leave. She understood after she and Richie finished the job she would never be able to see you again, but she thought that was better for you and her own good.

--- you found yourself walking to the party, but it took a little while and you ended up showing out around the time the police did and you found out what happened with Amber and Richie, and it all made sense.

Ethan Landry

--- Ethan did not like the emotional trouble he found himself in when it came to you. He loved you but he also felt a loyalty to his family, to his father. When you had accidentally gotten yourself hurt in the apartment scuffle, he could not forgive himself but for now, in fear, his father would kill him like his mother, so he kept his mouth shut.

--- In an effort to try to keep you safe he tried to keep you as far away from the main group as possible since Tara and Sam specifically Sam was their main target it was best if you avoided the group but of course, you didn’t listen since you didn’t know why he was asking you too you thought he was jealous.

--- When he, his father, and his sister revealed themselves at the theater he regretted it almost as soon as he did it, he hated the pain in your eyes. Later on in the scuffle, he turned on his father and sister in an effort to make up for what he’s done. Whether it worked or not is up to how eager you are to forgive a killer because he was pressured into it.

Quinn Bailey

--- Quinn would get very quickly attached to you in a way that differs from all the others she slept with. She cared for you and wanted to keep you safe from her life as a Ghostface. She didn’t want to have to hurt you, but she ended up doing just that and she knew she had to take greater measures.

--- she would find reasons to keep you far away from her till she and her family were done with all the Ghostface things of course it didn’t keep you away for long. So, she faked her death; you can’t be around her if she was not “alive”.

--- Since Quinn’s “death” you grew closer to Sam, Tara, Chad, and Mindy. It was good for you to have friends while you are grieving, but not so good for Quinn's conscience. You were not allowed into the theater for the Ghostface trap. So, you had to find out secondhand what became of Quinn which was not great for you.

masterlist

(Requests open)

#quinn bailey x reader #billy loomis x reader #stu matcher x reader #mickey altieri x reader #jill roberts x reader #roman bridger x reader #amber freeman x reader #charlie walker x reader #ethan landry x reader #scream fanfic

2K notes · View notes

ahsxual · 4 months

Text

Dark Sins

Pairing: William Afton x Fem!Reader (and a little of Stu Macher x Fem!Reader)

Summary: You and Stu have been together for a while now. You didn't like his friend Billy, because in your opinion he meant trouble. But Stu didn't care about it. In fact, it only made him want to hide you from Billy. So when the two of you were at Stu's house and Billy showed up, Stu made you hide yourself in the bathroom... little did you both know that his dad was taking a shower.

Genre: Smut

Warnings: minors don't interact +18, cheating (I don't support this, only wrote it for the fic!!), Stu not being the best boyfriend, implied age gap (reader is on her 20s, William is 50), fingering, oral sex (f&m receiving), squirting, dirty talk, mentions of daddy, chocking, cursing, degrading and humiliation kink, cnc, almost getting caught, perv!William, Dom!William x Sub!Reader

Word Count: 2,8k

Part II & Part III

A/N: In this fic, William is Stu Macher's father. I just love this idea, so I decided to write this crossover. I haven't written for so long, so I'm sorry for any mistakes or the low quality fic. I missed writing for you guys, so here I am! I'm trying my best <33

You and Stu Macher had been together for a few weeks now. He was your crush since you met him last year, and things developed over time, specially after one of his parties. You guys had sex in his bedroom at one of his parties, and let's just say it was the best fuck you guys ever had. The adrenaline running through your veins from the alcohol, the passion between you two and the risk of getting caught by one of your friends was too much. You were extremely happy when, after a couple of months, he wanted to make it official. It was like a dream coming true... I mean, who wouldn't want to be Stu Macher's girlfriend? But like in all relationships, nothing is completely perfect... and when you met his best friend Billy, you couldn't help but hate the guy. He had this creepy look whenever he looked at you both and you talked about it with Stu. Apparently the guy hated you too, so Stu decided to hide you from him. Like, literally.

It pissed you off even more. How can your boyfriend prefer his best friend over you?? The PDA between the two of you didn't exist anymore whenever Billy was around, and that hurted you. So today, you decided to go talk about this with Stu.

"Hey... can we talk?" you asked Stu when he opened his house's door for you. He already knew what you wanted to talk about, so he rolled his eyes and let you enter his house.

"Sure babe, come in." he said in fake excitement, which annoyed you to no end. How can he still think it's your fault and there's nothing wrong with what he's doing... or better, allowing others to do. It's like he cares way too much about what Billy thinks or not. What a weird relationship they have...

You both went to his room for some privacy, since his dad was at home. Talking about the man, there was something strange, maybe even creepy about him too. He barely talks to you or says anything at all, always busy with work on the few times he's at home. However, his intense eyes always seemed to analyze your body like a predator analyzes its prey. At least, that's how you felt. And it sent shivers down your spine every single time, for whatever reason unknown to you.

"So... I assume you already know what I want to talk about with you..." you were the first one to break the ice, since you and Stu have had been silent for a few minutes now. You shouldn't be feeling so nervous and you didn't want to bother Stu, but things had to be talked about when something bothers you. Communication is the key for a good relationship and that's what you decided to do.

"Yeah, I think I do." Stu seemed way too relaxed for your liking, his arms supporting his body onto his bed like he didn't care how this conversation would end.

"Can you just pretend that you care about how I'm feeling instead of like, running away? Because that's what it looks like you're doing and it annoys me, Stu. Deeply." you shouted at Stu, your patience disappearing by each second. But when he looked at you with those hungry eyes, you immediately knew what he wanted to do. Again. Every single time.

"Come on babe, we can do so many interesting things instead of arguing, don't you think? You look so fucking hot when you're mad at me." a large smirk was planted on his face, before he pushed you down onto his bed, his tall and lean body over yours while he grabbed both of your wrists with one hand and pinned them on the bed. He started sucking and kissing your neck, while his free hand grabbed your tits hard, making you moan.

"Stop it Stu, we have to talk about..." you tried to sound serious, but the truth was that you forgot what you wanted to talk about in the first place. You couldn't resist Stu: he had that power over you, and even tho you hated it sometimes, it was simultaneously the thing you loved about him the most. The way he made you weak to your knees by a simple touch. You felt like you were in heaven for a few minutes, before Stu's phone started ringing. You both looked at it annoyed, and when you thought you couldn't be more bothered, you saw Billy's name on it. Stu immediately got up, before sending you an apologetic look.

"Hey man, what's up?" Stu's face went from excitement to fear in a second, and you looked at him asking mentally what happened. "Yeah sure, just give me a sec." and then Stu hung up the call.

"What happened? What did he want?" your tone was a little bit harsh towards Stu, but you couldn't control it. What did Billy possibly want this time??

"I'm sorry baby, but... Billy is actually on my doorstep. He's outside and needs to talk to me... like right now." you could tell your boyfriend was feeling bad for interrupting your intimate moment, but he still didn't say no to Billy.

"You're kidding me, right? Does he know that I'm with you? Can't you tell him that??"

"Come on y/n, just cooperate with me! It will be fast I promise, just..." he paused for a second, before grabbing your arm and taking you to the bathroom. "Just stay here for a minute, okay? Don't come out until I tell you so! Love ya!" he then kissed you and put you inside of his bathroom way too quickly to realized that it might be occupied...

"Wtf!" you shouted quietly, visibly pissed off by the ridiculous situation you were put in. How could Stu do this to me?? Hiding his own girlfriend, because his friend didn't like me? You thought. When you were walking backwards, you didn't even realized that the bathroom was in fact, occupied. By your boyfriend's father.

"Shit!!" you screamed when you collided with a strong, bare and wet chest. When you turned around, you couldn't believe your eyes. It was your boyfriend's father, William Afton, completely naked with just a towel around his hips. You stared a little too long to his tall, nice built body for his age, before you closed your curious eyes. "Omg, I'm so so sorry Mr. Afton, I didn't- this is all that asshole's fault!" you whispered to yourself the last part, referring to Billy. Well, in reality it was Stu's fault, but you didn't want to think about it that way.

"May I know why you haven't left yet? Seems like you're enjoying being here... in my presence." William's tone was serious and his eyes roamed all over your body, since you were wearing a short dress. If you weren't feeling so embarrassed, you could tell that he was in fact teasing you.

"I-I can't Mr. Afton... Stu doesn't want me to get out of here... I don't know what to do... well, on second thought, I should probably go." you never felt so embarrassed in our entire life. You didn't know if you should leave and go against your boyfriend's stupid request, or if you should just stay there being confronted by Mr. Afton lustful eyes and semi-naked body. This was his opportunity, he thought. Just the two of you... alone.

He wanted to show you how much his son didn't deserve you. He wanted to show you who could be a real man to you. Someone who didn't refuse to pleasure you like his son did to you just now, even tho you could be caught. What you didn't know, was how long William have been desiring you. Waiting for the perfect opportunity to be with you and make you forget about his son only with his dick. To prove to you that you didn't know real pleasure until he fucked you until you're begging for his mercy.

"Who said you're getting out of here, huh?" how dumb and innocent you are, he thought. Thinking that now that everything was according to his plan, you could escape him. It made him laugh, actually.

"I-I don't understand, sir..." your back was against the bathroom door, not allowing you to escape his slow approach towards your small body compared to his. The moment you called him sir made his cock harder, and when you noticed it through the thin towel, you gasped loudly not just by the unknown effect you had on him, but at the size of it. It was huge and you could tell that it was thicker than Stu's dick.

He noticed you staring at his cock and smirked at your reaction. He knew deep down you wanted him too. You naughty, dumb slutty girl. He suddenly approached you faster, not even caring about the fact that his towel fell on the ground, leaving him completely naked in front of you and showing you his dick fully erected because of you. Before you tried to say something, he covered your mouth with his big hand.

"Shhh. Don't say a single fucking word, you understand me? You don't want my son to find out that you're about to get fucked by his father, now would you?" his voice was deep and low, and you could hear the lust in it. You felt scared. Terrified actually, for what was about to happen. But then, you felt something that betrayed your mind. Your panties were dripping and your clit was throbbing, wanting desperately to be touched. All of a sudden, you heard the door being locked by William.

"Please Mr. Afton, I-I don't want to cheat on Stu, please..." you were so desperate not to sin, since you're completely against cheating. But it seemed like you had no choice... and the worst of it, was that you couldn't deny how much attracted you felt to the older man. By this point, you didn't know if you were talking to William or to yourself. Suddenly, you felt William's cock against you, hard and desperate for your attention.

"Too late for that, bunny. I'm gonna teach you how a real man can pleasure a sweet thing like you... don't lie to yourself. You want this as much as I do." he suddenly grabbed your hand and put it on his hard cock, pre-cum leaking from the tip. You started to jerk him off, not being able to stop since he was controlling your movements. "That's it, you dirty slut. Now be a good girl and suck daddy's cock." William forcedly grabbed your hair and pushed you to your knees, making you gasp in pain. He then opened your mouth and shoved his dick in, making you gag around him.

You started to suck him off since you had no option but to obey, before he pushed you back by your hair and took your dress and bra off, leaving you only in your panties.

"Don't worry, I'll rip them out soon." the older man promised before he pushed you against his cock again. After a few minutes, he felt himself almost reaching his limit, so he pushed you back once again, this time for good. He then grabbed you and put you onto the long bathroom vanity, before tearing your white panties in one move.

"Mr. Afton! Those were my favorite panties!" you were shocked by his rough action, realizing that when he said something, he would do it. William laughed at your face, realizing that you and Stu apparently never had real fun.

"If you behave and cum for me, maybe I'll give you new ones for Christmas." he promised before circling your extremely sensitive clit. You moaned loudly, so he quickly covered your mouth once again. "What a dirty fucking whore you are. Can't keep your mouth shut while being fingered by a man old enough to be your father... leaving aside the fact that it's actually your boyfriend's father too." he degraded you, before shoving 2 long and thick fingers inside you, not giving you any time to adjust to him. His movements were cruel and faster than any man you had ever been with before, making you cum in a few minutes.

"Fuck Mr. Afton, I'm gonna cum!! Please s-stop!" you didn't know why you were pleading him to stop if you didn't want to. Maybe you thought that if you didn't cum, maybe it wasn't real cheating... How stupid you were to think that. Obviously there was no going back now.

"You're fucking dripping, bunny. Look at my fingers, fucking you so easily and being all drenched in your cum. You should be ashamed of yourself, you fucking slut. I bet my son never made you cum so fast and hard." and those degrading words, which were the truth even tho you didn't want to admit it, were enough to make you orgasm. Hard. The way Mr. Afton humiliated and deprived you to breath properly with his hand covering your mouth and nose, was all you needed to squirt onto his big hand. Your moan was muffled by William's hand, otherwised Stu and Billy would hear you without any doubt.

"Oh fuck..." you said once you looked at the mess you made. William's fingers and cock were drenched in your cum, and he hadn't even fucked you with his cock yet. "I'm so sorry Mr. Afton-" your apology was completely ignored and immediately replaced by a loud gasp from you when William opened your legs and licked your cunt like he was a starved man. His tongue expertly sucked your wet clit before he fucked your hole with his long tongue. He continued to suck on your clit and fuck your hole just the way you loved, when suddenly you heard Stu's voice. You wanted to scream from fear of being caught in such a vulnerable, embarassing position and act, but William knew you too well already, so he put his hand over your mouth before you could make any sound and continued his attack on your dripping pussy.

"Wait man!" you heard Stu saying to Billy. Apparently, Billy wanted to go to the bathroom, but Stu stopped him just in time. "You should go to the bathroom downstairs. I took a shit on that one before you arrived." if you weren't in this situation, where your boyfriend's dad was eating you out like a madman, you would have laughed at the poor excuse that your boyfriend came up with. However, you were too focused on cumming again, this time on William's mouth since he didn't stop fucking your cunt with his tongue the whole time. Oh, that mouth... you definitely wouldn't forget it. It even looked like somehow, William did want to get caught to prove his son that he could make you cum harder and faster. That even if he was older, he was better nonetheless.

You started to feel your second orgasm approaching. "Fuck Mr. Afton, I'm gonna fucking cum again." you didn't know why would you tell him that or why you were saying it out loud, if you felt ashamed about all of this.

"Come on, babygirl. Cum for daddy one more time, squirt all over my face." and that was it. Somehow you managed to squirt once again, this time on William's face. Even tho it wasn't as much as before, you still covered his face and mouth with your cum. "Good girl. I know you could do it. You're being so nice for me, just one more time." when he said that last part, you looked at him with wide eyes.

"I-I can't anymore sir, please..." you were breathless and covered in sweat from his actions. He suddenly grabbed your neck and chocked you enough to make it difficult to breath.

"Yes you can, and you'll do it for me." for the first time, you were scared of him. Scared about what he could possibly do to you and the fact that you could be caught anytime now. He lined his big cock against your overstimulated pussy, ready to fuck and destroy you, before you both heard Stu's voice again.

"Alright man, see ya later! Don't forget to bring my things tomorrow!" Stu said before closing the front door downstairs, saying goodbye to Billy. You looked desperately at William, and even if he wanted to destroy you right there and then and couldn't care less if Stu caught you both fucking, he didn't want you to be in big trouble. You and William started to hear Stu's footsteps, so William took your damaged panties with him, grabbed his towel from the ground to cover himself up and got ready to go to his bedroom before Stu came in and saw you two together.

"Get yourself presentable. You don't wanna look like you just had been fucked, right? Next time bunny, I'll make sure there's no one to interrupt us. Prepare that tight and sweet pussy of yours." he said in a serious and cold tone, like he didn't just say the most sinful thing to you. Before he left, he smelled deeply your ripped and drenched panties and stuffed them inside his mouth.

And there you were. Left alone naked, covered in sweat and cum and thinking about how William's cock would feel deep inside of you, ripping you apart.

And that's when reality hit you and slapped you hard in the face. You just cheated on your boyfriend with his own fucking father.

778 notes · View notes

angeldiarybook · 4 months

Text

Stu and Billy sending you snaps of each other

(Snap Messages between Reader,Stu,and billy Series bonus+. Here’s the master list )

#billy loomis #billy loomis imagine #billy loomis x reader #billy loomis x you #ghostface #billy loomis x female reader #billy loomis x y/n #ghostface x reader #ghostface x you #stu macher #billy loomis x stu matcher #billy x stu #stu matcher x you #stu matcher x reader #stu matcher imagine #stu macher x reader #matthew lillard #skeet ulrich

495 notes · View notes

gabbylovesreading · 1 year

Text

Boyfriend; yeah my girlfriend loves watching scream

Them: You know you ain't gettin' your bitch back

This one is for my bestie @itsaaliyah2

Not my picture gotta them on Pinterest credit to the owner ❤️

2K notes · View notes

greatlydelirious · 1 year

Text

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞

Slashers x F!Reader

What [blank] Dicks Look Like Masterlist

summary: “An extremely detailed description of different Slasher dicks.” Hex Color Codes, predictions of exact measurements, what sex would be like; basically, I went crazy with it.

warnings: pure debauchery, very much my own opinion

Billy Loomis:

Height - 6′ 0″ (1.82m)

Body Type - Lean, Toned

Tip - #AE6D6A

Shaft - #D49D8A

Length - 6.8in (17.27cm)

Girth - 4.6in (11.68cm)

Details - Circumcised, cleanly shaven, and has noticeable dark blue veins when he becomes fully erect. Grower, not a shower.

Billy is a lot of things; mysterious, brooding, and brash, but understated isn’t one of them. His plans are big, but his cock is bigger. It wasn’t a surprise for you when you say how large he was for the first time. Although it barely fit in you, it did fit his personality. The only thing he is more passionate about than revenge is fucking you until you can barely walk the next day and need to call out of school.

Expect to also have bruises and love bites to boot. Billy loved to lay his claim on you by making sure you had visual reminders that you were taken. Even if he was with Sidney, he needed everyone to know you weren’t up for grabs.

Just like him, the tip of his cock is a dark and heady reddish-purple. Billy’s taste in sex is quite rough and possessive. He took you with his cock in every way imaginable and only used positions that had you flush against him.

If he’s not inside you, he’s practically fucking you with his eyes. He watches your every move like a predator assessing its prey. An apt description when his eyes are as dark as a shark and he holds you so tight like you’ll bolt at any moment.

Do you want to be possessed completely and treated like a fuck doll? If so, Billy Loomis is your guy.

Stu Matcher:

Height - 6′ 3″ (1.90m)

Body Type - Lanky, Toned

Tip - #EDA491

Shaft - #F1BDA8

Length - 7in (17.78cm)

Girth - 3.9in (9.90cm)

Details - Circumcised, hair is a little overgrown, but it’s thin so it’s not really a problem. Tilts to the left.

Just like his stature, Stu’s cock is thin and long. He fits nicely into your pussy but couldn’t completely bottom out.

Sex with Stu is more fun than anything else. He likes to make you giggle and squirm, especially while you’re impaled on his cock. He’s a goofball through and through, but at the drop of hat, he’ll go from tickling you to fucking into you like a man possessed.

Like any other young man, Stu’s as horny as it gets. His love language is touch so he’ll always either have his arms around you or have you planted on his lap. The latter was a dangerous game as it inevitably led to him grinding up into your ass. You tried to be discrete, but he was so long and always so hard against you, you couldn’t help but blush and bite your lip till you almost bled to suppress the string of moans that threatened to spill out.

Billy would always snicker at how you “fucked like rabbits”. Thank God for birth control, because with how frequently you fuck and how deep Stu comes in you, you would be pregnant by now.

Despite your continuous salacious activities, your relationship was rather sweet. You loved how you had to go on your tiptoes to kiss him and the way you got to lay your head in the middle of his chest while you snuggled together. You especially loved how he always made sure you were comfortable and getting maximum pleasure from sex.

To make a long story short; Stu was the pinnacle of a golden retriever boyfriend (with a big dick).

Mark Hoffman:

Height - 5′ 9″ (1.75m)

Body Type - Strong

Tip - #D47F71

Shaft - #E3A78D

Length - 6.9in (17.52cm)

Girth - 5.3in (13.46cm)

Details - Circumcised, hair is trimmed, but not fully shaved, and he has one thick vein that runs along the underside of his shaft. Tilts upwards and to the right.

Intimidating was a word apt for all aspects of Mark Hoffman. Personality, looks, and more importantly his dick. You can still remember the first time you saw him in all his naked glory. As you gaped like a codfish, that damn devilish smirk spread across his face in cocky male triumph. At least that time you could agree with it.

The ratio of length and width was perfect for deriving pleasure that wasn’t painful, but filled you to the fullest. A personification of the phrase “just right”.

You loved to suckle and lick at the thick head of Mark’s cock. Lightly teasing him with pleasure light enough to make him grunt, but not completely come undone. But, just like the man himself, the tip is an angry red. Your teasing would last a minute before that same tip hit the back of your throat.

Mark loved to fuck your throat to feel how hard you work to accommodate him. Your lips stretched thin around his thickness almost uncomfortably. A factor that only worked to spur him on more.

When Mark Hoffman fucked you he didn’t seek to inflict pain. No, he made you so dick drunk that drool slid out your puffy lips and you couldn’t even begin to remember what day it was. That’s just what good dick does to a woman.

Bo Sinclair:

Height - 6′ 1″ (1.85m)

Body Type - Muscular

Tip - #BD7365

Shaft - #D59C88

Length - 8.1in (20.57cm)

Girth - 5.4in (13.71cm)

Details - Circumcised, clean-shaven (I mean look at his face, man grooms himself), and he has multiple veins along his shaft that are sensitive. Tilts upwards, hefty balls.

Holy Mother Mary and Joseph, Bo has so much feral masculinity it borders on toxic... okay it definitely is toxic. He’s charismatic, sexy, has a killer smile, a huge cock, and he knows it. Not only knows it, but revels in it. Cockiness is the least of your worries when it comes to Bo, however.

Bo is an experienced lover since he was the resident playboy when Ambrose was still bustling with life. Now you get the pleasure of having him all to yourself. More of a curse than a blessing since the man has an insatiable sex drive.

He fucks every hole you have with a delicious stretch that makes you moan like a whore. Bo praises you for taking him so well by grunting at you about how you're his “good little slut”. Degradation is his specialty, but you’re usually too dick-drunk to care (and the darker side of you absolutely loves it).

Bo is a shower all the way. His tight jeans leave little to the imagination as whenever you’re in the same room you can see the hard outline of his cock. An instinctual display of his dominance. He needed to be in power and you were more than happy to give it to him.

One of his favorite things was to have you lie your back on the bed with your head hanging off so he can fuck your throat. Nothing spurred him on more than the sight of his cock bulging down your throat. Sometimes he liked to wrap one of his hands around your neck, so he can feel him fucking you even more.

Get ready to familiarize yourself with being sore because Bo won’t go easy on you. If you do complain he is more than happy to ease your pain with his damned mouth. Good for being an asshole and even better for bringing you pleasure.

Vincent Sinclair:

Height - 6′ 1″ (1.85m)

Body Type - Lean, Strong

Tip - #C98274

Shaft - #DCAC99

Length - 8.2in (20.82cm)

Girth - 5.2in (13.20cm)

Details - Circumcised, clean-shaven, and slightly paler than his brother. Tilts upwards and to the left.

Vincent is the sweet version of his brother Bo. Although they possess similar impressive equipment, he lavishes your body like you’re royalty. He is more of a giver than a receiver.

Aftercare with Vincent was glorious. In the afterglow of sex, he will wet a rag in warm water to wipe you both off before laying you against his chest. Once you become putty in his strong embrace, he likes to run a brush through your sex-tasseled hair. A gesture that is even more intimate than what you just engaged in.

Vincent thought it was fascinating that you are so fascinated with his dick. So much so that he surprised you with a mold of it as a gift for you to use whenever he was unavailable. (If Bo found out, you would never hear the end of it.) In return, you offered to model nude for Vincent which of course led to passionate, mind-melting sex. His room seemed to turn into a sauna during it all. You always ended up being hot and sticky with sweat that made you want to sleep the rest of the day away more than anything else.

Even though he was always quiet, during sex he didn’t hold back the animalistic grunts that crawled from his throat. Fitting since his cock was perfect for breeding you fully. Another accurate fact since Vincent always lovingly stroked your belly afterward.

Vincent is sugar, spice, and everything nice in and out of the bedroom (if you aren’t a prospective statue that is).

Lester Sinclair:

Height - 5′ 7″ (1.70m)

Body Type - Scrawny

Tip - #C7877E

Shaft - #D6A795

Length - 5.3in (13.46cm)

Girth - 3.8in (9.65cm)

Details - Uncircumcised, a nice accumulation of hair, and veiny.

This man is the picture you see when you look up why size doesn’t matter. Lester has no qualms about putting in the work to make you orgasm. He eats you out like a starved man and his fingers are so deft that you forget he spent most of his day cleaning roadkill. Additionally, Lester always made sure to pay special attention to your clit while he fucked you.

He is the king of a quickie. In his truck, on top of his truck, on the ground, or in the bathroom; the man knows how to get you both off and do it fast. Especially since his brother Bo will never give the two of you peace.

Lester liked to call you his “little slice o’ heaven”. In his words, you were as sweet as pie and tasted like it too. It didn’t take much for you to rile the man up till he was chomping at the bit to touch you. When you wore your lace bra and tank top he would be practically beg on his knees.

Everyone underestimated him, but that left more for you. Who doesn’t love a man who isn’t afraid to get down and dirty? (Oh yeah, he totally eats ass too. I have no shame in saying it).

Brahms Heelshire:

Height - 6′ 3″ (1.90m)

Body Type - Muscular

Tip - #DA9F99

Shaft - #D7A294

Length - 7.8in (19.81cm)

Girth - 4.6in (11.68cm)

Details - Circumcised, hairy just like the rest of him (facts are facts). Hangs low.

It was a mystery how Brahms was so well endowed with, well... everything. The man was mouth-wateringly muscular despite his proclivity for slinking in the walls all day and to say he was hung was the understatement of the century.

One time when Brahms was desperately grinding against your stomach you shivered at the realization of how long he was. The tent that grew in his sweatpants could have housed five people. A fact that the boy didn’t fully quite understand.

Ever the eager one, Brahms wanted nothing more than to completely sheath himself inside you in one thrust. Although, a good hard squeeze of his cock made him listen to you; even if he whined in need. (However, he loved nothing more than to bury his face in your sweet folds. Something he was far too good at for his inexperience.)

He liked when you were authoritative yet sweet. Whispering to him what you wanted him to do if he wanted to be your “good boy” while running your thumb along the slit on the pretty pink head of his cock.

Although Brahms only slightly stretched your pussy, the way he could barely bottom out in you made your toes curl with tortuous delight. Each push inside you made him rub against the spot that made your eyes roll back and made his tip kiss your cervix.

Brahms Heelshire may have no experience before you, but he learns rather quickly like the good boy he is.

Thomas Hewitt:

Height - 6′ 5″ (1.95m)

Body Type - Wide, Strong

Tip - #C7777A

Shaft - #EABCAF

Length - 4.8in (12.19cm)

Girth - 6.0in (15.24cm)

Details - Uncircumcised, another hairy bastard, and has thick veins. Huge balls.

What he lacks in length, he makes up for in width, because just like every other inch of his body, Thomas’s cock is thick.

Prep is key for the beast of a man to snuggly (while still stretching) fit inside your warm depths. Thomas is desperate as he spreads you with his fingers, one at a time. One turns into two turns into three, and by the fourth, you’re a whimpering wet mess begging to finally be filled by the real thing.

Pre-cum weeps from the tip of his blushing cock as his bulky frame cages you in and fucks you like an animal in heat. The deep flush on the head is the same color as the flush on his cheeks by the end of your far too-loud lovemaking.

Charlie Hewitt often vulgarly taunted Tommy about him “fucking” you, but Thomas was so head over in heels with you, the only phrase he liked to call what you two did was lovemaking. Even if he was rather rough on occasion. Every time your sweet voice asked him, “Do you want to make love to me Tommy?” while you stroked his broad chest, he felt like he would burst right then and there.

Tall, strong, and wide, not only was he sturdy enough to not be swept away by a tornado, Thomas Hewitt could satisfy all your primal needs. And you did for him as well, because based on the whined grunts and growls he showers you with; pumping you full of his cum was Thomas’s favorite thing.

Michael Myers:

Height - 6′ 8″ (2.03m)

Body Type - Strong

Tip - #EFA29A

Shaft - #F5BEAB

Length - 9.7in (24.63cm)

Girth - 5.6in (14.22cm)

Details - Circumcised, good amount of hair, and veiny. Hangs low (Do you see the size of that thing?).

Silent, but deadly. Inhumanely strong. A giant amongst man. And that’s just the descriptions for Michael’s dick. But seriously, it was a wonder how you survived being his girlfriend. He was a little too thick and a little too long. Not that you're complaining, it’s just A LOT to get used to.

Michael took you hard and near brutal when he wanted, how he wanted you. Despite this he still had an underlying tenderness. When he slammed you against the wall he cradled the back of your skull in his enormous hand. Instead of just ramming in you he scissored two of his thick fingers inside you to make sure you were relaxed and wet enough to accommodate him. Something that didn’t take very long, especially when he let your hands roam across the expanse of large muscle he procured over the years.

The light pink tip of Michael’s cock was soft and velvety; a stark contrast to the rough edge of, well, everything about him. Surprisingly, Michael wasn’t keen on fucking your throat like he did your pussy. He enjoyed looming over you as you gently sucked on the head while stroking his shaft with both of your hands (there was even room for a third).

Sometimes he even just liked using your mouth to warm his large cock. That’s the only way you could get him to finally lay in bed. Nothing was more comforting for him than resting his cock in your wet mouth while you occasionally swallowed around him to prevent yourself from soaking your sheets in drool.

With his size pain was customary, but it only added to the onslaught of pleasure Michael gave you time after time.

Freddy Krueger:

Height - 5′ 10″ (1.77m)

Body Type - Average

Tip - #E37B6E

Shaft - #FCBCA0

Length - 6.1in (15.49cm)

Girth - 3.9in (9.90cm)

Details - Self-circumcised (iykyk), no hair whatsoever, and similar to the look and texture of the rest of his skin. Details are for his natural state because he can make his dick whatever he wants.

This is what nightmares are made of it, but when it comes to you it is in the most sensual way. Like I said above I put what I think is his “natural dick state”, but Freddy can be as big or small as you want him to be. Want to be fucked by tentacles? He can do that. Want to be fucked by a guy with two dicks? Easy peasy. Want to be fucked by a dick that vibrates? Okay, I think you get the point by now.

If you’re into Freddy you have to be a little bit of a masochist. Those knife fingers aren’t just for display babe. It’s his way to have you marked by him even when you aren’t in the same realm. You either have to bundle yourself up or create lie on top of lie about how you have a really angry cat.

After terrorizing some poor victim, Freddy loved to thoroughly pump the leftover adrenaline into you. This made sleep not fully restful for you. The only time he is soft on you is when you fall asleep during the day. If he is not busy during those times, he will shower you with gentle touches and slow foreplay. Freddy likes to call you his “sleepy kitten”. Which is a nice reprieve from the many other groaned nicknames. Including but not limited to; slut, whore, dripping cunt, dirty little bitch, etc.

Freddy might be a dirty old man, but he is your dirty old man.

Jason Voorhees:

Height - 6′ 5″ (1.95m)

Body Type - Strong

Tip - #AE8071

Shaft - #CDAD90

Length - 7.1in (18.03cm)

Girth - 5.7in (14.47cm)

Details - Uncircumcised, sparse/ patchy hair, and deep purple veins. Tilts slightly down.

Jason is like water in your hands (no pun intended). He was enamored by you the first time he saw you. You were so delicate and soft-spoken and didn’t engage in all the sinful activities everyone around you did. Rarely did his mother approve of anyone, but for the first time Pamela told Jason to go protect the “sweet girl”. Something he couldn’t agree with more.

Although he is the most inexperienced, he is also the most eager. Jason doesn’t fully understand his own arousal, but what he did know was that he wanted to touch you... everywhere. Pure instinct and your encouragement aids him in exploring your joint pleasure.

The last thing Jason wanted to do was hurt you. Unfortunately, he didn’t quite understand his own strength. Anytime you whined out in pain, he would immediately stop and pet your head in a gentle apology. All of Jason’s actions stem from the need to do good. Originally it was just for his mother, but now he wanted to do good for you even more so.

Jason’s cock has a dull hue due to his “reincarnation”, but you don’t mind. More than half of the time he is buried deep inside you anyway. He is so long and wide that its hard to pay attention to anything, but him.

At first Jason comes extremely quickly because the foreign pleasure is too overwhelming for him. Thankfully, he has no problems getting hard again and finishing right where you both left off. Stamina and strength coursed through his vein with an inhuman longevity.

With a little handholding, Jason has the attributes to be the sweetest and most attentive lover.

Jesse Cromeans:

Height - 6′ 7″ (2.00m)

Body Type - Muscular

Tip - #E3A391

Shaft - #EFC2A5

Length - 7.2in (18.28cm)

Girth - 4.5in (11.43cm)

Details - Circumcised, clean-shaven, and rather smooth. Perpetually hard.

Unlike all the other little pigs, Jesse tortures you with pleasure and only a bearable amount of pain. Considering his size, he found it easy to succeed in just that. In tandem with knives, ropes, whips, paddles, toys, and various tools of course.

Not only does the mask stay on during sex, but also the camera. The only eyes who would ever re-watch it though is his. In a way, you’re Jesse’s muse. You inspire his strong ambition and lust for blood. Truly the only woman to spread warmth throughout his body. Well, a warmth that’s not from blood.

I also need to mention that he smells so good. A mix of aftershave, cologne, and a hint of metal is a concoction that calls to your hormones. Masculine, yet sophisticated.

“Perpetually hard” means just that. Jesse is always ready to fuck you. If he isn’t actively doing it he’s either watching one of your shared tapes or thinking about it. The sheer thrill from his kills only adds to this constant flame of desire. Anyone who lengthens how long it will take for him to get back home to you will greatly regret it.

Jesse has the means to give you anything your heart desires. Although all you will be able to think about is his cock and dominating presence over you.

Asa Emory:

Height - 6′ 0″ (1.82m)

Body Type - Lean

Tip - #EDAB90

Shaft - #F8CBB4

Length - 6.9in (17.52cm)

Girth - 4.7in (11.93cm)

Details - Circumcised, clean-shaven, and flushes a hue of red when fully erect. Tilts upwards.

Like the creations he strives to make, Asa’s cock is perfection. Consistently colored with a small hue of red on the tip, soft-skinned, and tilted upwards enough to rub against your most sensitive areas. You would expect nothing less from him though.

This is an extremely dominant and submissive relationship. Although you are his prized creature, nothing is given to you freely. You must earn all his affection and expect to be punished when you act beyond your means. Asa loved how sweet you sounded while begging, but he loved how wobbly you sounded while being reprimanded more.

His cock is also big enough to hurt when he decided you didn’t deserve a gentle touch. However, if you took it like a good girl, he would make sure to soothe your aches and let you have a clean slate the next day.

Since Asa was the only person you interact with, you don’t merely crave his touch; you starve for It. Being a rare bird in a gilded cage made you stir crazy, but the second he spent time with you, all your previous sadness was quickly forgotten.

You may rely on Asa for everything, but no pet could ever compare to you. TLDR; You are a glorified sex slave, but no one in your life has cared for you this extensively.

Norman Nordstrom:

Height - 5′ 10″ (1.77m)

Body Type - Muscular

Tip - #ECA9A1

Shaft - #EEBEA2

Length - 8.4in (21.33cm)

Girth - 5.1in (12.95cm)

Details - Circumcised, hair is trimmed, and has one thick vein on the top side of his shaft that goes from the base all the way to the tip. Tilts upwards, hefty balls.

Norman is a strong force of nature despite his visual impairment. Extraordinarily little would lack in your relationship. He has great spatial awareness and even better hearing. Another bonus was that he loved to constantly be touching you. Norman had a particularly good idea as to what you look like. Not that your looks mattered to him. Your heart was invaluable and to be honest… so is your pussy.

Even though Norman is much older than you, he has no problems getting hard and fucking you properly. And boy his cock was so huge it was easy for him to have you drooling. He is also huge on oral sex; not for him, but for you. Norman made sure you were sufficiently wet for him to fill you with minimal pain. He also only liked coming inside you. Truly the king of breeding kinks.

The mating press will become your go-to position. Not only did it keep his cum inside you the best, but it helped him press into you the deepest. You will eventually learn to have no shame. Norman sure didn’t. I mean his sweatpants left very little doubt that he was constantly horny for you.

Norman will treat you like a princess and protect you like a knight. All he asks for in return is your heart and eventually a child.

Yautja:

Height - 7′ to 8′ (2.13m - 2.43m)

Body Type - Muscular

Tip - #83453D

Shaft - #7F6C41 near the tip and fades to #71653D at the base

Length - 12.4in (31.49cm)

Girth - 6.5in (16.51cm), 7.5in (19.05cm) knot

Details - Nothing to circumcise, no hair, and more details are below. Huge balls.

Did you really expect an 8-foot alien creature with more strength than you could ever dream of possessing to have an averagely large cock? The virility of Yautja males is unmatched by any other species in existence. Your hands will be figuratively and literally full.

Yautjas have their genitals sheathed inside them while they’re not actively mating. Leaving the area of the groin a rough round mound of skin. Due to their frequent hunting and sparring, it protects the sensitive flesh from being harmed.

The reddish-purple-hued tip is pointed and textured by ridges that help your male nuzzle his way deep inside you. Similarly, firm bumps and ridges travel down the widening shaft to aid in the mating process. The even thicker knot at the base of his cock keeps the Yautja snuggly in your depths to lock in all of his seed.

However, with the sheer quantity of hot seed he produces into you, a rush of it always spills out after he pulls out. While growling he will use his thick, rough fingers to coax it back inside you. An act that will never cease to make your face heat into a blush.

You audibly gasped when you first saw your Yautja’s cock in all its unsheathed glory. In contrast, the male trilled at the sight of the soft pink flesh between your legs that was tantalizingly dripping for him. Neither of you had seen the opposite species naked before. Something about the foreignness of it all made you even more worked up.

Mating with a Yautja is difficult at first, but once you finally fit all of him inside you, you’ll crave nothing else.

The amount of calculation and color comparison I did for this is wild. I hope you got a kick out of reading this because I sure did while writing it. Any and all interactions are greatly appreciated <3

5K notes · View notes

mcondance · 5 months

Note

listen…hear me out…i’m imagining stu falling for a real sweet girl but this girl is like yuck i know your reputation playboy and since he’s obsessed with the chase he’s really gunning for it maybe even calling her as ghostface, getting her scared just so stu can swoop in and be like awh poor baby here i’ll keep you safe <3 big mean ghostface can’t get ya when im around

we should form a collaboration. (this got so long anon. i blame you. 17+) this idea has my brain turning like it gets him going so bad to scare you and then be able to come back and be your savior. it appeases the side of him that likes the chase, and the side of him that likes being in control. i think they’re both linked to his need for dominance and his sadistic nature so this is a win win for him.

you know him through sidney’s boyfriend billy, but you’ve never said more than a couple of words to each other outside of the friend group. aware of his reputation, your answer to his question is easy.

you tell him no, that you wouldn’t touch him with a 3-and-a-half foot pole. (he responds in typical stu fashion. he slaps a hand over his chest, expressing how hurt he is by your rejection, a knowing smile etching across his face.)

and so begins the chase. you turn him down over and over again, inviting sidney to the dates he asks you on, saying that the movie he wants to see with you just isn’t your taste— even if he knows he heard you talking to sid about how you wanted to see it just the week before, stupid little excuses to avoid everything he asks you.

he doesn’t mind. your rejections of his advances let him feel the way he does when he’s shrouded in that fearful black cloak, coming up with more and more ways to get you.

he keeps his distance— ghostface, that is. stu doesn’t want to scare you yet. with occasional phone calls that he directs to more people than just you, he lets you off easy, makes it seem like it’s just random.

but he’s getting a little anxious, and he’s always been impatient. he wants you.

billy and sidney are out of town for the weekend. and you’re terrified, more and more people close to you have been turning up dead. you resort to asking stu to stay with you for the weekend.

if he gets you to fuck him while he’s “protecting” you from ghostface? god he’d feel so good. he never forgets his alter ego, the slasher that terrifies your sleepy little town, but playing as your loving, caring little “friend” is fun too. he thinks you’re kinda stupid, to let him stay over at your house under the guise of keeping you safe.

you’d changed into your house clothes when you both got to your house, telling him not to touch anything while you were gone. when you came out he was in a t shirt and shorts, and he looked awfully good.

you’d let him have some of your snacks, throwing a bag of hot chips at him and perching on the other end of the living room sofa. you’d turned on some long ass video essay, and he actually found it sort of interesting, quizzing you on what certain stuff meant before you got tired and wanted to sleep.

he thinks, maybe you do have a thing for him. why else would you let a freak like him stay over? whatever the case may be, he’s here. in your pretty pink and white bedroom, he almost scoffs at the softness of it all.

“‘s cute.”

“yeah. i put blankets and shit on the couch. you sleep there.”

his lanky body barely fits on the small chair, but he knows he won’t be there too long, so he doesn’t complain.

the blanket you gave him smells like you, and he basks in it. your room is silent, for a while. in the darkness, your mind gets to you and you’re so scared even with stu right there.

“stu,” you whisper.

“yeah?”

“can you come sleep over here? i’m scared.”

there it is.

“yeah, ‘f course.” he feigns genuine sympathy, though you’re smarter than that and no matter how hard he tries, there’s always a sliver of depravity peeking through his words.

you scoot from the middle of your bed to the one side, lifting the covers up to let stu take the other side. too terrified to even get smart with him, you welcome him into your bed.

what a terrible mistake you’ve made.

in the light streaming through your windows, he looks gorgeous, blue eyes gazing softly at your worried expression.

“hey,” he starts, reaching out to rest his hand on your shoulder. you don’t shrink away. you’re frozen. “i got you. promise i’ll keep you safe.”

he’s full of shit. but it works.

“can you just. . just hold me. don’t make it weird.” you scoot closer to him.

“i won’t. come ‘ere.”

shifting, you move until your back is pressed to his front. he wraps his arms around you, cradling you and your fragile psyche in the palm of his hand.

“d’you think he’ll try and come for me?” you ask him.

“i dunno. but i promise i’ll do everything i can t’keep you safe.”

god, he impresses himself sometimes.

“thank you.” you whisper, the words stuck in your throat.

“no problem.” you can feel him looking at you, can see him out of the corner of your eye.

with his arms wrapped around you, all the feelings you’ve gained for him over the past weeks come to a head. he’s warm behind you, and he’s holding you just tight enough.

you twist around to where you can see him, and if you were standing your knees would have buckled from his gaze.

“if i let you kiss me, would you promise not to make it weird?”

“promise.”

“okay,” you breathe. and you kiss him.

what a terrible, terrible mistake you’ve made.

it all goes so fast from there. one kiss turns into many and you’re turning around so you can face him all the way.

he’s got you on your back and his hand down your shorts before you know it. his lithe fingers toy with you, his mouth swallows every single one of your sounds, his body provides you comfort, a distraction from the murderer desecrating your safe town.

you come for him. you make a mess on his fingers, the ones he knows are soaked with blood. he could almost shout from how elated he is to have you wrapped around his fingers.

over you he moves, pulled by his collar on top of you and to your lips again. he wants to be smug about it, to note the lack of 3-and-a-half feet between you two, but he doesn’t.

instead, he kisses you like a normal boy would kiss a girl he liked. instead, he professes his protection when you make him promise again.

instead, he kisses you through the stretch of him entering you. “‘s okay, you got it. doin’ so good.” he could blow his load now, at the sight of you in pain and pleasure, at the sound of your hisses and deep breathes.

he slides home. inches deep inside you and even farther in your mind, he fucks both. he’s done this before, fucked a girl in a show of devotion that she’ll fawn over, a false bridge of vulnerability that he inwardly laughs at. it brings him satisfaction he can only get one other way.

you feel safe. safe as he pushes his hips against yours, his cock kissing and sliding against every electric spot inside you. his hand is warm on your cheek, cupping your face and the other is firm on your hip. you whine with each rock into you, body tingling, ears prickling as he groans in your ear. sounds he’s only ever heard on the other end of the phone.

with slow, calculated moves he makes you come again, and god it feels good. in the back of your mind you’re embarrassed, cause all it took was being afraid for your life and stu got you where you know he wanted you.

but stu’s been in this situation enough times to know what comes next, and how to prevent it. it’s easy, kissing you before you have the chance to keep thinking and fucking you to another orgasm.

it happens again the next night. battered and paranoid, you’re being played into his arms and you don’t even know it. you’re embarrassed about it, but in your clouded mind it feels genuine. it feels like stu really cares. at first it didn’t, but now that he’s still coming around even after he got you in bed, maybe he does care.

sidney comes home and stu goes back to his and billy's place. you think you can calm down with sidney back and stu and billy coming over occasionally. you let stu stay the night in your room sometimes, and he gets what he wants from you again.

your neighbor's killed. what the fuck, when will this end? this time, stu comes over, and he stays. you can't sleep a night without him. you think you're being targeted. the only time you feel peace is when stu's fucking your mind away. you’re reliant on him. in his absence all you feel is fear.

the phone calls continue, and stu’s there to answer them, telling whoever’s on the other end to go fuck themself. again, he plays you into his arms. “don’t think about him. think about me.” he tells you, guiding your face from the phone beside your bed to his, and he lets you close the gap. he likes letting you make the first move. it fills him with pride at his psychotic deception, the way he’s turned you into exactly what you said you’d never be.

he thinks about sneaking out to don the cloak, showing up at your doorstep just to see the horror in your eyes. he resigns to dialing your number when you’re out, calling you and listening to your voice as you realize who’s on the other line. he follows you out sometimes and watches your paranoid moves, blood coursing hot through his body every time you look over your shoulder.

at your house, he comforts you when you crumple into his arms, suggests that maybe, you shouldn’t go anywhere without him. you accept.

god, what have you become. if you’re not full of stu then you’re full of terror, and he takes pleasure being the bearer of both of these things. you belong to him, your thoughts, your body, your feelings, it all belongs to him.

he loves to hear your go over his and billy’s crimes over and over again, lives for the disgust and fear in your voice when you recount the murders. he could probably get off to it, to your sad little words. and at night, he revels in being the only one that can make you feel okay.

you’ve become the perfect victim, and he didn’t even have to flash his knife. maybe he’ll keep you around.

#this was so hot #love u nonny #stu macher smut #stu matcher x reader #stu macher x you #stu macher x black!reader #stu macher x black reader #scream 1996 smut #scream smut #stu smut #[manipulative stu]

559 notes · View notes

gh0stsp1d3r · 5 months

Note

How about stu with a reader whos a bit more shy and gets easily flustered by for example pda and stuff STU WOULD HAVE A FIELDDAY WITH THEM hed absolutely love it😭

OMGG I love this

𝒮𝓉𝓊!

“Stu. Fucking. Macher.” You said, your cheeks getting hot and your eyes flickering to him as you spoke his name through gritted teeth.

A grin broke out on his face, he loved to get under your skin and he loved to get you flustered in public.

His hand was around your waist, he was planting sloppy kisses on your neck.

Your hands reached the back of your neck, trying to stop his attack. You rolled your eyes, and turned to him when he didn’t stop.

“Stu!” You mumbled, seeing some people giving odd looks at you both. He put an arm around you with a smirk, not caring about anyone giving you both odd looks.

You fell into his chest, huffing and sighing. You buried your head further into his chest to avoid the stares.

You both were standing in a long line, a line that Stu practically had to beg to wait in.

And this happened every time you both went somewhere, a hand always on your waist, his lips somewhere on you.

He would do anything to see you get flustered, he loved how you practically melted into him, always trying to hide from everyone else around you.

#stu macher x you #stu matcher x reader #stu macher x reader #stu macher #matthew lillard fluff #matthew lillard #matthew lillard x reader

440 notes · View notes

blondwhowrites · 1 month

Text

I love how we girlies will see a psychopath and be like 'Hes so babygorl(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤'

THATS A MURDERER

#reader insert #x reader #rafe cameron x reader #mattheo riddle x you #tom riddle x reader #slytherin boys #luke castellan x reader #jd x reader #billy loomis x reader #stu matcher x reader #ethan landry x Reader

312 notes · View notes

slasherscrybaby · 2 years

Text

Pov: Billy and Stu went to go kill Y/n

Honestly I’ve been laughing at this for a while. I was thinking about Billy Stu and Y/n got together after Billy and Stu went to go and try Y/n just to get beat up……They really tried

#slashers x y/n #poly ghostface x reader #stu matcher x reader #billy loomis x reader

5K notes · View notes

mushies-stories · 11 months

Text

Our perfect girl

Billy X Reader X Stu

Stu reeled you in, now it's time to show you how much Billy wants you too.

the boys managed to get away and have made it to collage where they meet the reader. the reader doesn't know about the boy's 'hobby' or verry much about the murders in the first place.

Warnings: SMUT, Creampie, PNV, Female reader.

word count: 3087

SMUT BELOW

It was Stu who approached you first, seeing you at a coffee cart on campus between classes one day. He was instantly attracted to you so he brought Billy the next day to the same spot and waited for you to show up. Once they saw you approaching they got in line behind you. You were short and cute and had an aura of sweet innocents. “Hot chocolate please.” you asked the barista politely and they could practically hear the smile in your voice.

Billy made it a rule to look into anyone they planned on dating since later they may end up finding out their little secret and they wanted to at least have a chance at keeping you alive and with them. So Billy sent Stu in first Since Stu was easy to get along with and basically acted like the perfect boyfriend aside from being a psychotic murderer. He learned your interests and soon you were head over heels for him.

You had gotten to know Billy over the few months since you had met Stu and started dating him and he always seemed to be going out with another girl every other night. That didn't stop him from eyeing you up though. It was always brief and he never lingered too long but if you caught him he didn't flinch away. He simply acted as if he wasn't even looking. And Stu never seemed to notice.

Tonight Billy stayed in and you all decided to watch a scary movie. You were watching the ring, a movie you picked out because you enjoyed showing the boys Japanese horror movies the most. They were so used to slasher fics that these movies were a whole new world.

You and Stu layed on the couch with you back to his front, one arm under your head and the other across your stomach, keeping you pulled close to him. Billy sat in the chair with his legs hanging off one of the arm rests.

About hallways through the movie Stu decided he was more interested in looking down your shirt, hand now resting on your exposed thigh, dangerously close to your ass. You had told Stu you wanted to keep the PDA down when other people are around, like Billy when he stayed for movie nights. Stu didn't seem to want to follow that request tonight. He scooted himself down enough so he could lean into your neck from behind and pull you closer to himself by wrapping his arm back around your middle.

You didn't think much of it and let out a content sigh, nestling into his warmth as his breathing fanned the side of your neck.

A few moments later Stus lips were giving your neck soft kisses. Delicately he lines the side of your jaw with them. You melt everytime Stu even touches you, not having much experience before him other than an ex boyfriend from highschool you lost your virginity and promptly broke up with. You held onto the arm that was wrapped around you, gripping it soft in a warning, or a plea before you were puddy in his arms.

You felt him smirk against your soft skin before grazing his teeth softly before nipping the spot, the soft gasp that left your lips caught Billy’s attention. He glanced over and saw Stu smirking at him while you had your eyes closed and head pushed into the pillow resting between you and Stus arm.

Guess Stu wanted to surprise him, Billy thought. He hadn't told him tonight was going to be the night they told her they both wanted her. A crooked smirk played along his lips as he watched Stu adjust so his knee slid between your legs and was hovering over you, holding himself up with the arm that was under you. The other held your hips down, your eyes snapped open to see Stu smiling adoringly down at you. He just loved seeing how easily you melt for him.

You turned your head just a fraction to see Billy looking down at you with an amused smirk, legs now planted on the ground. You looked back to Stu with worry. “Stu, what about Billy?” You asked.

Stu glanced at the normally Grumpy looking man. “Well he can join, if you’d like him too princess.” He said. Leaning back down to nuzzle into your neck, continuing his sweet assault but now with sloppier kisses and sucking.

“What are yoh-ahh, talking about?” You asked between sweet soft gasps that had Billy’s dick twitch in his pants. Stu was getting both of you hot and riled up.

Stu pulled away enough to look you in the face. A hand came to your burning cheek, holding it softly as his thumb stroked over it. His knee came up to apply pressure to your growing aching core. “I said he can if you want him too, I know he does.” you looked at him with complete confusion. You didn't know what to say, was he serious…”it’s okay with me baby, we both want you. We just didn't want to scare you off right away.” he said softly, giving you a reassuring smile.

You looked at Billy who’s smirk was no longer there. Instead it was something more serious. He was waiting for your answer. They meant it. You looked back at Stu, chewing your bottom lip, contemplating. “I don’t know.” you admitted. “I still freeze up around you and my brain short circuits all the time… and the girls I see Billy with I don't think I'd be able to keep up.” Your voice almost gave out in the end. You brought your arms up over your face, wanting to hide just how embarrassed your confession made you.

Both men were more surprised that you were worried about not being good enough over them sharing you. Billy nodded to Stu to sit you up. Stu grabbed your forearms and hauled you up with him, bringing you to sit across his lap. Hands resting on your thigh and hip. Billy was standing in front of you two. You looked up at him, cheeks burning as his intense stare sent a shiver up your spine. He brought a hand to cradle the side of your jaw. “Oh sweet girl, you’re more than enough. Those girls were replacements in a way until we could talk to you.” he said softly.

The look in his eyes was soft and maybe even longing? something even you knew wasn't easy for him. Your heart fluttered in your chest. “Replacements?” You questioned. Was he really just seeing random women because he wanted you the whole time?

He nodded. “I wanted you the moment i saw you, wanted to talk to you, kiss you…” his eyes trailed over your body before meeting your eyes again. Your breath caught in your throat when his thumb came to swipe softly at your bottom lip. “What do you say angel, give me a shot. If you hit it, we stop.” He added to reassure you they wouldn't force you.

He waited for your answer, thumb lingering on the side of your jaw again, you leaning into his touch as you thought about everything. Head spinning with emotions and now a burning desire. It was Stu gripping your hip a little tighter and whispering in your ear that refocused you.

You nod once. “okay.”

Stu gently pushed you up to Billy who guided you a few steps back to the chair. You looked back at Stu who sat in his spot on the couch with a grin on his face. Sitting Billy guided you by the hips to straddle his lap. Your heart raced as his hands brought you down against him. His hardening cock pressing into your core against your flimsy shorts and you shuddered at the contact. You held onto his shoulders for support so you didn't just melt completely into him.

“Relax baby girl.” he said softly, one hand coming up to tangle in your hair at the base of your neck, the other rubbed up and down your thigh softly in a soothing motion. He was treating you like a startled animal. He looked you over with a soft smile. He flattened his hand to cradle your head gently and pulled you in, his lips gliding against your own so softly you wouldn't have imagined it was Billy Loomis if you weren’t the one in his lap. He deepened the kiss and brought his hand from your tight to grip softly at the exposed skin on your hips. You let out a content sigh into the kiss, fully relaxing into his hold.

Billy had to pull back for air but when he did the sight of your face made his dick twitch against your pussy. Your pupils were blown and you were panting softly, chest rising and falling as you caught your breath. He couldn't help it and bucked his hips up, causing you to let out a soft gasp and grip the fabric of his shirt. “Hey Stu, she alway get all worked up this fast?” he asked, grin crooked on his face. Billy rolled your hips into his just so he could watch your eyes flutter and your mouth let out the sweetest little whimpers.

“Yeah, she's pretty sensitive. Sweet girl just wants to be touched.” He chuckled, watching you with a growing hunger. “Baby are you gonna let Billy fuck your perfect little pussy?” he asked, palming his hard on through his jeans.

You felt like your voice would give out so you responded with a nod and a roll of your hips and you whined softly. Your arms came up to the sides of his neck to pull yourself closer.

Billy let his head lean on the back of the chair, his grip on your hips tightening. Stu had said you got kind of needy, light a switch flipped in your head and the only thing you could think about was being fucked but he didn’t know this was all it would take to have you practically begging.

He slid his hands down to your tights and tapped them softly to get your attention. “Hold on to me.” He said gripping your thighs and standing with you clinging to him. He walked you into Stus room, wanting to make you feel comfortable with something familiar. He tossed you onto the end of the bed and watched your breasts jiggle on impact. “Can you take your shorts and panties off for me babe?” he asked, undering his belt slowly. His motions halted when he saw you falter, your shyness taking over again as you chewed your bottom lip. .

Stu leaned against the door frame watching you figure out how to act. He thought it was adorable how attached to him you were but also how much you wanted to let Billy in. “You can do it baby, show him how wet you are for him.” he encouraged you with a grin.

You nodded and your hands traveled down to the waistband of your shorts and tugged them down and over your knees along with your panties, Letting them fall to the ground. Billy brought his hands to hold your legs apart before you could get shy again and try to hide yourself. A groan rumbled in his chest when he saw how wet you were. He slid a finger through your folds and you shuddered at the contact “how much do you want me to touch you sweet girl?”. He asked, voice low and full of lust. He slide a finger into your tight hole

You looked at him through half lidded eyes. “Billy~” His name fell so sweetly from your plump lips it made his heart skip a beat. He slid his finger slowly out of you and brought the digit to his mouth where he sucked your juices off with a little pop. your face heated up and your hips wiggled at the loss of contact to your needy pussy.

He couldn't bother with taking his clothes off now, he shimmied his pants and boxers down enough so his throbbing cock could spring free. He wasn’t as long as Stu but he was thicker and his cock had your head spinning with anticipation anyways. You let out a soft whine when he finally settles between your plush thighs and lines the head at the entrance of your tight hole, he ran his cock through your slick folds, savoring the soft sounds you made below him. “Tell me babygirl, how much do you want my cock filling this pretty pussy.” He asked again, cock pushing at your tight hole.

You looked at him with pleading eyes. “Please Billy, I need you.” You begged, voice quit and urgent.

With a low groan Billy began to slowly sink his cock into you, he watched your eyes roll to the back of your head as a soft strangled moan pushed past your lips. “Fuckin tight baby.” he said through gritted teeth, finally bottiming out in you. Your hands had already found their way around his neck to pull him closer.

He waited a moment to let you get used to him before his lips found yours. In a heated kiss his hips began a slow gentle pace, fucking into you like you were a delicate flower. You whined and bucked up against him to urge him to fuck you faster. He pulled away and looked down at your beat red face as his hips rocked gently into you. “What baby, Need more?” he teased, loving how your pussy fluttered around him.

You shook your head and looked at him with eyes that had even him melting. “Please~ more Billy.” You brought your legs up to wrap around him, pulling him deeper into you.

A growl rumbled in his chest at your actions. “Dirty girl, begging for my cock, fuck.” He said, struggling to keep himself contained. Stu said you liked to be fucked dumb but he also knew Stu was nicer than him during sex. Stu wanted to please his partners more than anything and Billy normally just wanted to destroy their pussies. But with you, he wanted to make you feel good so he picked up the pace and deepened his thrusts. Your back arched into him and a lustful moan left your lips.

Stu was enjoying his show, seeing Billy be so tender with you and you responding so perfectly to him made him proud of both of you. He wanted Billy to have his chance with you, to experience all of you and for you to get to know Billy better before they started the fun games with all of you.

Billy’s head was beginning to fog up with the sounds of his cock fucking your whined for him to fuck you harder. He did and you let out a whale of a moan. He leaned in to catch your lips once again in a crushing kiss. Lips smashing against each other as his tongue explored your mouth, eating every sweet moan and gasp you let out. His hips snapped into you, cock hitting your sweet spot every time.

From behind him Stu decided to let out some wisdom. “Her neck is pretty sensitive, and she just loses it when you touch her clit at the same time.” He informared his partner.

Your brain was so full of feeling Billy’s dick fucking you into oblivion you could barley register what your boyfriend even said. But Billy did and caused him to break your kiss and adore your fucked out face, eyes closing with each thrust to your g-spot. He slid a hand between your bodies and the pad of his thumb came to rub small circles on your swollen bud. You're through your head back with a needy whine.

Billy drank the site of you in, his cock disappearing into your tight hole, sucking him in as your whither bellow him. “Fucking beautiful. So perfect baby girl.” He praised as your mind was drifting father and farther into pleasure. “Gonna cum for me? Cum all over my cock that you're taking so well?” He said between breaths.

Your arms and legs gripped him tighter, not allowing him room to pull away. “Fuck.” he grit out through a clenched jaw. Your pussy was gripping his cock so tight he wasn't going to last that much longer. He leaned his head down to your neck and began sucking the soft skin below your ear. He nipped softly and left small kisses behind before finding a new spot to assault with his teeth.

You arched into him, pleading and strangling moans for him to let you cum fill the room. “pleaAh- Billy!” you whaled, finding it hard to form words. With his thumb on your clit and his mouth attacking your neck Billy pounded into your pussy with his own release bubbling up. A few more thrust and your legs were tightening around his hips and a vice-like hold. “Fu-uuuck!” you screamed as your walls clenched around the thick mass filling your pussy. Your high took over you with no warning, the only thing you could do was hold onto Billy who was now rutting himself into you given the little space you allowed him to move.

His own release followed right after, his hot cum filled your pussy as he groaned and bucked against you, cock twitched as he emptied himself in you. “Fuck baby, fucking pussy is taking everyting.” He said into your ear as you both came down from your highs.

He pulled back and grinned at your fucked out form, mouth hanging open with his cock still barried deep in your pussy that was now fluttering around his cock. He slowly pulled his softening cock out and watched as his cum seeped out of your little hole.

“Told you she was perfect.” Stu said, now walking over to the two of you to stand beside your fucked out body. “She likes when you cum in her, keeps you there so you can't get away.” his hand moved damp hair away from your face, loving your cock drunk face.

“Yeah I noticed.” Billy said with a chuckle, still catching his breath. “Fucking perfect.” he said, giving you a crooked grin.

“So, how's' bout it babe? Got it in you for one more?” Stu grinned down at you, watching the sparkle of desire reignite in your eyes.

#scream #scream1996 #scream x reader #ghost face #ghostface x reader #billy loomis #stu matcher x reader #billy loomis x reader #scream1996x reader #billy loomis smut #Stu macher x reader smut #billy loomis x reader smut

1K notes · View notes