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Tension. (part 1)

⁎ warnings: romantic slasher ? mentions of murder, female!reader.

⁎ summary: you fell for him. hard. the murders started, and you knew it was him. billy lured you into his dark and twisted intentions. it was so wrong. but it doesn't feel wrong... there was something stopping you. or someone.

⁎ author note: this is my first fanfic on tumblr so, enjoy. sorry if its too long lol. english isnt my first language btw ! if you liked this fic, you can tell me what you would like next :D. theres more to come pls be patient with me !

You never really understood why you were drawn to him—Billy Loomis, Sidney's boyfriend. You envy Sidney, even though there really was no reason to. You couldnt stand the way they were so 'lovey dovey' with eachother. Maybe it was the way he carried himself that got you so captivated by him. Or maybe it was that intense look in his eyes, like he was seeing right through you, and only you. Whatever it was, it made your stomach flip every time he looked your way. The fact he'd rather look at you than pay attention to his girlfriend just made you feel so... weak.

And the craziest part ? You knew what he was. The way he’d perk up when someone mentioned the Ghostface killings, the suspicious look in his eye when the news broke about another victim. You weren’t stupid. You knew.

But instead of fear, it only made you feel more connected to him. Maybe you were messed up too. Maybe thats why, when he asked if you wanted to "help him with something," you didn't hesitate. You were already too far gone.

You didn't just want to kill with him.

You wanted him.

Woodsboro High School, 2:34 PM:

You, Billy, Stu, Sidney and Tatum were all sprawled out on the grass near the entrance of the school, not caring about the classes taking place. You were sitting next to Billy, barely listening to the conversation. Your attention kept flicking over to him, like it always did. He was leaning back, arms crossed over his chest as he listened to the conversation. He caught you staring, his eyes flicked down to your lips before he looked back at the others. Your heart skipped a beat, but you tried to play it cool, hoping no one noticed.

''Hey, i say, fiesta at my house. We'll be fine. Intimate gathering, intimate friends. We'll just forget that Casey got filleted last night.'' Stu joked. Tatum slapped his chest and gave him a dissapproving look. ''Stu, that's not something you just forget. People died. Casey died.'' Tatum added. ''I'll pass.'' Sidney spoke up. Billy looked over at Sidney with a curious look, he wanted her to come. It was all part of his plan. The plan he hadn't shared with you yet...

''C'mon, it'll get you to loosen up a little babe.'' Billy said to Sidney in his usual sly tone. ''babe''. Ugh, it irked you. If only you were his. ''Yeah, you should come.'' you agreed with Billy. Whatever Billy was up to, you were always down to agree. Billy looked at you and gave you a small smirk. ''Im gonna go get something from the vending machine. Wanna come guys ?'' Tatum stood up, looking at all of us for an answer. ''No, i'll just go home. Im pretty tired.'' you said, looking away. ''Yeah, me too. I actually need to get going.'' Billy said, looking at you. ''I could walk you home.'' Billy offered. This could only mean one thing. ''Sure. Thanks Billy.'' you thanked Billy with a smile before you both stood up, walking out the school gate.

During the walk home, you guys just stayed in silence, tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. It was always like this. ''You know i dont love Sidney, right ?'' Billy suddenly spoke up. You looked at him with a look of suprise. ''What do you mean ?'' you asked with a small chuckle, thinking he is just trying to get a reaction out of you. Billy started walking a little slower, looking at the ground. As if he was thinking deeply about something. ''...What i mean is, i dont love Sidney. I like her, but i dont love her. I dont really believe in that stuff. I just wanted you to know...'' Billy said softly as he looked at you, a hint of gentleness in his eyes. You looked away, your heart beating in your throat. You were confused, happy, overwhelmed. A rollercoaster of emotions were going through you. Could this be a hint ? What was he implying ?

You cleared your throat and changed the subject to ease the tension. ''Ahem, so, the party. Whats the plan ?'' you asked him. Billy smirked softly, looking down at the ground again. ''No worries, i got it. You just go enjoy yourself at the party. Keep an eye on Sidney for me, yeah ?'' Billy said. You were starting to be skeptical. What could he possibly be planning in that twisted mind of his ?

To Be Continued...

Tension. (part 1)

⁎ warnings: romantic slasher ? mentions of murder, female!reader.

⁎ summary: you were fell for him. hard. the murders started, and you knew it was him. billy lured you into his dark and twisted intentions. it was so wrong. but it doesn't feel wrong... there was something stopping you. or someone.

⁎ author note: this is my first fanfic on tumblr so, enjoy. sorry if its too long lol. english isnt my first language btw ! if you liked this fic, you can tell me what you would like next :D. theres more to come pls be patient with me !

You never really understood why you were drawn to him—Billy Loomis, Sidney's boyfriend. You envy Sidney, even though there really was no reason to. You couldnt stand the way they were so 'lovey dovey' with eachother. Maybe it was the way he carried himself that got you so captivated by him. Or maybe it was that intense look in his eyes, like he was seeing right through you, and only you. Whatever it was, it made your stomach flip every time he looked your way. The fact he'd rather look at you than pay attention to his girlfriend just made you feel so... weak.

And the craziest part ? You knew what he was. The way he’d perk up when someone mentioned the Ghostface killings, the suspicious look in his eye when the news broke about another victim. You weren’t stupid. You knew.

But instead of fear, it only made you feel more connected to him. Maybe you were messed up too. Maybe thats why, when he asked if you wanted to "help him with something," you didn't hesitate. You were already too far gone.

You didn't just want to kill with him.

You wanted him.

Woodsboro High School, 2:34 PM:

You, Billy, Stu, Sidney and Tatum were all sprawled out on the grass near the entrance of the school, not caring about the classes taking place. You were sitting next to Billy, barely listening to the conversation. Your attention kept flicking over to him, like it always did. He was leaning back, arms crossed over his chest as he listened to the conversation. He caught you staring, his eyes flicked down to your lips before he looked back at the others. Your heart skipped a beat, but you tried to play it cool, hoping no one noticed.

''Hey, i say, fiesta at my house. We'll be fine. Intimate gathering, intimate friends. We'll just forget that Casey got filleted last night.'' Stu joked. Tatum slapped his chest and gave him a dissapproving look. ''Stu, that's not something you just forget. People died. Casey died.'' Tatum added. ''I'll pass.'' Sidney spoke up. Billy looked over at Sidney with a curious look, he wanted her to come. It was all part of his plan. The plan he hadn't shared with you yet...

''C'mon, it'll get you to loosen up a little babe.'' Billy said to Sidney in his usual sly tone. ''babe''. Ugh, it irked you. If only you were his. ''Yeah, you should come.'' you agreed with Billy. Whatever Billy was up to, you were always down to agree. Billy looked at you and gave you a small smirk. ''Im gonna go get something from the vending machine. Wanna come guys ?'' Tatum stood up, looking at all of us for an answer. ''No, i'll just go home. Im pretty tired.'' you said, looking away. ''Yeah, me too. I actually need to get going.'' Billy said, looking at you. ''I could walk you home.'' Billy offered. This could only mean one thing. ''Sure. Thanks Billy.'' you thanked Billy with a smile before you both stood up, walking out the school gate.

During the walk home, you guys just stayed in silence, tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. It was always like this. ''You know i dont love Sidney, right ?'' Billy suddenly spoke up. You looked at him with a look of suprise. ''What do you mean ?'' you asked with a small chuckle, thinking he is just trying to get a reaction out of you. Billy started walking a little slower, looking at the ground. As if he was thinking deeply about something. ''...What i mean is, i dont love Sidney. I like her, but i dont love her. I dont really believe in that stuff. I just wanted you to know...'' Billy said softly as he looked at you, a hint of gentleness in his eyes. You looked away, your heart beating in your throat. You were confused, happy, overwhelmed. A rollercoaster of emotions were going through you. Could this be a hint ? What was he implying ?

You cleared your throat and changed the subject to ease the tension. ''Ahem, so, the party. Whats the plan ?'' you asked him. Billy smirked softly, looking down at the ground again. ''No worries, i got it. You just go enjoy yourself at the party. Keep an eye on Sidney for me, yeah ?'' Billy said. You were starting to be skeptical. What could he possibly be planning in that twisted mind of his ?

To Be Continued...

Tension. (part 2)

⁎ warnings: romantic slasher ? manipulation, mentions of murder, mentions of death, obsession, female!reader.

⁎ summary: you were fell for him. hard. the murders started, and you knew it was him. billy lured you into his dark and twisted intentions. it was so wrong. but it doesn't feel wrong... there was something stopping you. or someone.

⁎ author note: hi guysss ! sorry, i got shadowbanned yesterday TT thats why the first part wasnt visible in the tags :(. but tumblr lifted the ban so im backkkk. sorry this is even longer than the last one :p. THANK YOU FOR 10 NOTES AND 3 FOLLOWERS ! :D enjoy !

You barely made it to your room before collapsing onto your bed, the weight of the night pressing down on you. The ghostface costume was still crumpled in the corner, staring back at you like it knew everything you were thinking.

Billy had dropped you off not too long ago, that gentle look in his eyes still burning in your mind. The way he talked, the thing he said about love and Sidney ?—it stuck with you. You couldn’t shake it. Part of you wondered what he was really thinking, and why you kept falling deeper into this mess.

Your housephone rang, breaking the silence. You grabbed it, half-expecting it to be Tatum or Sidney, but your heart skipped a beat when you saw Billy's number flash across the screen.

''Meet me behind Stu’s place.'' his voice came through low and serious. “We need to talk.”

Your stomach flipped. Talk ? About what ? You knew better than to ask over the phone. Whatever it was, it wasn’t going to be simple. But you couldn’t ignore it either.

You arrived at the back of Stu's house, bringing your knife and mask just in case. The cool night air whispered through the trees, carrying distant sounds of laughter from the party. You saw him waiting in his ghostface costume, his mask off. He looked so devourable, as always. He noticed you walking up to him and grabbed your hand, softly to not hurt you, pulling you towards him. ''What's going on ?'' you whispered, making sure no one heard that you were sneaking around with Billy. ''Tatum and Stu are the next victims, alright ? You don't have to lift a finger. Just go and wait with Sidney for me.'' he answered.

Wait, so soon ? You thought you'd maybe get to hangout with Stu and Tatum more... You've only known them for about a few weeks but you already got attached. Stu's awful humor and Tatum's caring personality. You couldn't lie, you were going to miss it. Your gaze dropped to the ground, the weight of guilt pressing on your shoulders. You felt... guilty.

Billy noticed the guilty expression in your face. He frowned, tilting his head. ''What ? You feel bad ?'' he asked, his expression changing into a cold one. ''I thought we were in this together.'' he murmured. ''You agreed yourself, we would stick together no matter what.'' Billy added, feeling somehow betrayed. ''W-We are, it's just… they haven't really done anything to me you know ? They have been good friends.'' you said, feigning guilt. He stayed quiet for a few seconds before putting his hand on your shoulder. You look at his hand touching your shoulder. You feel his warmth rushing through your skin, feeling the way his hand grazed your shoulder.

You gulp softly before looking at him again, a slight flush on your cheeks. ''Is that why you killed Casey ? Steve ? The principal ? They haven't done anything to you right ? So just try to forget about them, you got me.'' he said, his tone genuine, but also laced with . But you couldn't help it. You loved him too much to refuse anything he asked you to do. You nodded, locking eyes with him for a short moment before both snapping out of it. Billy puts on his ghostface mask and runs to the garage.

You walk inside and push past the others to see Sidney sitting on the couch alone, zoned out and thinking to herself. You sit beside her and give her a smile, which was fake. ''Everything alright Sid ?'' you asked her just to be nice. She looked at you and smiled back. ''I have a feeling you and my boyfriend have something going on.'' she wanted to say. But she didn't like drama, so she shrugged it off, shaking her head. ''I'm okay, I'm just not fond of parties haha.'' she chuckled softly. You nodded and looked away before Sidney looked around. ''Uhmm, have you seen Billy ? or Tatum and Stu ? I cant really spot them.'' she asked you, looking just a little skeptical. ''Huh ? No, I havent seen them. Maybe they left together.'' you answered, looking as innocent as possible. Even though you were the complete opposite of that.

After a while, the party died down and people were leaving. Tatum, Stu and Billy were still nowhere to be found. And Sidney was starting to look concerned. Where could they be ? ''BOO !'' you both turned around quickly to see Billy standing behind you guys with a cheeky smirk. ''Oh, Billy, where were you ?'' Sidney chuckled as they kissed eachother hello. You rolled your eyes discreetly before smiling at Billy. Billy gave you a nod with his head as a greeting, and as a gesture. Tatum and Stu are dead.

''Hey, I kinda need to talk to you Sid. Privately.'' Billy said. Sidney’s eyes lingered on me for a moment too long, her smile faltering as if she didn’t quite know what Billy was planning. Sidney reluctantly agreed before they both went upstairs together, closing the door to the bedroom. You could feel your blood boil. What were they doing ? Why did Billy wanna be alone with HER ?! You were so close to just punching a whole in the wall. Why did he choose Sidney instead of you ? He clearly likes you more then why wont he just ask you out already ?! So many emotional questions were going through your mind you just wanted to know WHY ? You couldn't help but tear up. This couldn't be healthy. You were OBSESSED with him. About 5 minutes passed, and you heard a scream upstairs. Could it really be...?

To Be Continued...

Tension. (part 2)

⁎ warnings: romantic slasher ? manipulation, mentions of murder, mentions of death, obsession, female!reader.

⁎ summary: you were fell for him. hard. the murders started, and you knew it was him. billy lured you into his dark and twisted intentions. it was so wrong. but it doesn't feel wrong... there was something stopping you. or someone.

⁎ author note: hi guysss ! sorry, i got shadowbanned yesterday TT thats why the first part wasnt visible in the tags :(. but tumblr lifted the ban so im backkkk. sorry this is even longer than the last one :p. THANK YOU FOR 10 NOTES AND 3 FOLLOWERS ! :D enjoy !

You barely made it to your room before collapsing onto your bed, the weight of the night pressing down on you. The ghostface costume was still crumpled in the corner, staring back at you like it knew everything you were thinking.

Billy had dropped you off not too long ago, that gentle look in his eyes still burning in your mind. The way he talked, the thing he said about love and Sidney ?—it stuck with you. You couldn’t shake it. Part of you wondered what he was really thinking, and why you kept falling deeper into this mess.

Your housephone rang, breaking the silence. You grabbed it, half-expecting it to be Tatum or Sidney, but your heart skipped a beat when you saw Billy's number flash across the screen.

''Meet me behind Stu’s place.'' his voice came through low and serious. “We need to talk.”

Your stomach flipped. Talk ? About what ? You knew better than to ask over the phone. Whatever it was, it wasn’t going to be simple. But you couldn’t ignore it either.

You arrived at the back of Stu's house, bringing your knife and mask just in case. The cool night air whispered through the trees, carrying distant sounds of laughter from the party. You saw him waiting in his ghostface costume, his mask off. He looked so devourable, as always. He noticed you walking up to him and grabbed your hand, softly to not hurt you, pulling you towards him. ''What's going on ?'' you whispered, making sure no one heard that you were sneaking around with Billy. ''Tatum and Stu are the next victims, alright ? You don't have to lift a finger. Just go and wait with Sidney for me.'' he answered.

Wait, so soon ? You thought you'd maybe get to hangout with Stu and Tatum more... You've only known them for about a few weeks but you already got attached. Stu's awful humor and Tatum's caring personality. You couldn't lie, you were going to miss it. Your gaze dropped to the ground, the weight of guilt pressing on your shoulders. You felt... guilty.

Billy noticed the guilty expression in your face. He frowned, tilting his head. ''What ? You feel bad ?'' he asked, his expression changing into a cold one. ''I thought we were in this together.'' he murmured. ''You agreed yourself, we would stick together no matter what.'' Billy added, feeling somehow betrayed. ''W-We are, it's just… they haven't really done anything to me you know ? They have been good friends.'' you said, feigning guilt. He stayed quiet for a few seconds before putting his hand on your shoulder. You look at his hand touching your shoulder. You feel his warmth rushing through your skin, feeling the way his hand grazed your shoulder.

You gulp softly before looking at him again, a slight flush on your cheeks. ''Is that why you killed Casey ? Steve ? The principal ? They haven't done anything to you right ? So just try to forget about them, you got me.'' he said, his tone genuine, but also laced with . But you couldn't help it. You loved him too much to refuse anything he asked you to do. You nodded, locking eyes with him for a short moment before both snapping out of it. Billy puts on his ghostface mask and runs to the garage.

You walk inside and push past the others to see Sidney sitting on the couch alone, zoned out and thinking to herself. You sit beside her and give her a smile, which was fake. ''Everything alright Sid ?'' you asked her just to be nice. She looked at you and smiled back. ''I have a feeling you and my boyfriend have something going on.'' she wanted to say. But she didn't like drama, so she shrugged it off, shaking her head. ''I'm okay, I'm just not fond of parties haha.'' she chuckled softly. You nodded and looked away before Sidney looked around. ''Uhmm, have you seen Billy ? or Tatum and Stu ? I cant really spot them.'' she asked you, looking just a little skeptical. ''Huh ? No, I havent seen them. Maybe they left together.'' you answered, looking as innocent as possible. Even though you were the complete opposite of that.

After a while, the party died down and people were leaving. Tatum, Stu and Billy were still nowhere to be found. And Sidney was starting to look concerned. Where could they be ? ''BOO !'' you both turned around quickly to see Billy standing behind you guys with a cheeky smirk. ''Oh, Billy, where were you ?'' Sidney chuckled as they kissed eachother hello. You rolled your eyes discreetly before smiling at Billy. Billy gave you a nod with his head as a greeting, and as a gesture. Tatum and Stu are dead.

''Hey, I kinda need to talk to you Sid. Privately.'' Billy said. Sidney’s eyes lingered on me for a moment too long, her smile faltering as if she didn’t quite know what Billy was planning. Sidney reluctantly agreed before they both went upstairs together, closing the door to the bedroom. You could feel your blood boil. What were they doing ? Why did Billy wanna be alone with HER ?! You were so close to just punching a whole in the wall. Why did he choose Sidney instead of you ? He clearly likes you more then why wont he just ask you out already ?! So many emotional questions were going through your mind you just wanted to know WHY ? You couldn't help but tear up. This couldn't be healthy. You were OBSESSED with him. About 5 minutes passed, and you heard a scream upstairs. Could it really be...?

To Be Continued...

Tension. (part 3)

⁎ warnings: romantic slasher ? mentions of death, mentions of blood, mentions of murder, kissing, manipulation, 1 curse word, female!reader.

⁎ summary: you fell for him. hard. the murders started, and you knew it was him. billy lured you into his dark and twisted intentions. it was so wrong. but it doesn't feel wrong... there was something stopping you. or someone.

⁎ author note: i spent the 2 days thinking about what the plot would be lol. but here is a new part !

Your heart was racing as you sprinted upstairs, that scream still echoing in your ears. Was it really Sidney ? You didn’t want to believe it, but when you pushed open the door, there she was—Sidney Prescott, lying in a pool of blood on the floor, motionless. Dead.

And Billy ? He was standing over her, knife in hand, his hair falling down over his forehead, looking at you with that familiar smirk. The one that always made your stomach flip. You should’ve been shocked, maybe even guilty, but all you felt was… relief. Finally. She was gone. No more pretending. No more games. Billy had killed Sidney, and it proved exactly what you’d been hoping for—he loved you.

"You… just killed Sidney..." you said, the words slipping out, more of a statement than a question.

Billy glanced down at her body, then back at you, shrugging like it was nothing. "Yeah. Did you see something else coming?" His voice was sly, that teasing edge you knew too well. "Why else did you think i brought her up here, hm ?"

You didn’t know what to say, standing there frozen, your mind racing. But the truth was, in that moment, you didn’t care. She was out of the picture now.

''But why ? I thought-'' you stammer, trying to play innocent. ''Cut the shit, i know you've been dying to see her bleed.'' he cut you off, the smugness evident in his voice. He was right. Every single sweet gesture, every single word of affirmation, you hated every single second of it. ''You think this is all a game to me ? That i don't care about you ?'' he murmured as he steps closer to you slowly, looking at the ground. You take a few steps back before your back hit the wall, looking up at Billy's face, which was full of bloodlust. He didn't stop until your faces were inches away from eachother's. ''You're the only one who gets it, who gets me. Everyone else... they're disposable. But you... you're different.'' he reaches up, brushing a strand of hair from your face, his gaze intense and unwavering. Your face flushes as you swallow the lump in your throat. You were so nervous but you weirdly felt... safe ?

"Don’t you see? This ? us ? It's real. We're the same. You feel it, don’t you? That thrill, that power. No one else could ever understand us like we do." he leans in, lips brushing your ear. "We belong together. No one can come between us now." Billy whispered. You felt his hot breath against your ear as your gaze diverted. Was this really happening ? You tried to speak but the words were stuck in your throat, utterly entranced by his sweet talk. Billy looked at Sidney's lifeless body on the ground before gave you a slight chuckle. ''Sidney, well... she was just part of the plan, a means to an end. Sure, she played her role, but she was never you." his eyes lock with yours with an intensity that makes your breath hitch.

Billy's gaze flickers with something darker now, almost a warning. "Sidney was always living in a dream, thinking she could escape. But you..." he pauses, smiling as if the thought excites him. "You know there’s no going back. This is who we are. Together.'' his eyes soften, as if he's offering a twisted form of love. "You don’t need to doubt it anymore, Y/N. It’s just you and me now. Forever."

You felt a mix of so many emotions. You felt so validated and special... Billy actually cared for you, noticed you, loved you. Him killing Sidney just proved his love for you, making you feel irreplaceable. ''I love you...'' you blurted out in a mere whisper. He looked at your eyes before tossing the knife on the ground, placing his hands on your hips and pulling you in for a deep kiss.

You kissed him back almost immediately, wrapping your arms around his neck. As the kiss deepened, you could taste the mix of adrenaline and passion on his lips. The room seemed to spin as you both gave in to the moment, the world outside fading away. Billy’s touch was electrifying, sending shivers through you. A mix of desire, obsession, and a darker undertone of danger made it feel like giving into something you've both been fighting against, yet desperately craving.

You both stopped the kiss to catch your breaths. He moved a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch as light as a feather. You were both in the moment together before you heard police sirens outside. Billy looked out the window, distressed about the red and blue lights flashing outside. He turned to you, putting his hands on your face. ''Alright listen, that car pulling up, has to be Dewey. You go put the costume on and finish them off. I'll climb out the window and meet you at the fountain okay ?'' Billy explained as he started grabbing his stuff, getting ready to leave.

You stood there, speechless. So much was happening all at once. ''Wait- What ? What do you mean ? I don't wanna kill Dewey !'' you exclaimed. Dewey was the nicest person on earth, you couldn't do that to him. His sister got killed already, wasn't that enough ? His eyes narrowed before his voice dropped. ''So... you just wanna let them catch us ? We'll be separated. And i want to stay by your side forever... So do as i say,'' he handed you the knife. ''And kill them. For me. For us.'' he said before pressing a lingering kiss on your lips, walking towards the window and jumping out. You stood there, knife in your palm and panic in your mind. You hurt enough people already. Now Dewey ? But you love Billy too much to let him down...

To Be Continued...

Tension. (part 3)

⁎ warnings: romantic slasher ? mentions of death, mentions of blood, mentions of murder, kissing, manipulation, 1 curse word, female!reader.

⁎ summary: you fell for him. hard. the murders started, and you knew it was him. billy lured you into his dark and twisted intentions. it was so wrong. but it doesn't feel wrong... there was something stopping you. or someone.

⁎ author note: i spent the 2 days thinking about what the plot would be lol. but here is a new part !

Your heart was racing as you sprinted upstairs, that scream still echoing in your ears. Was it really Sidney ? You didn’t want to believe it, but when you pushed open the door, there she was—Sidney Prescott, lying in a pool of blood on the floor, motionless. Dead.

And Billy ? He was standing over her, knife in hand, his hair falling down over his forehead, looking at you with that familiar smirk. The one that always made your stomach flip. You should’ve been shocked, maybe even guilty, but all you felt was… relief. Finally. She was gone. No more pretending. No more games. Billy had killed Sidney, and it proved exactly what you’d been hoping for—he loved you.

"You… just killed Sidney..." you said, the words slipping out, more of a statement than a question.

Billy glanced down at her body, then back at you, shrugging like it was nothing. "Yeah. Did you see something else coming?" His voice was sly, that teasing edge you knew too well. "Why else did you think i brought her up here, hm ?"

You didn’t know what to say, standing there frozen, your mind racing. But the truth was, in that moment, you didn’t care. She was out of the picture now.

''But why ? I thought-'' you stammer, trying to play innocent. ''Cut the shit, i know you've been dying to see her bleed.'' he cut you off, the smugness evident in his voice. He was right. Every single sweet gesture, every single word of affirmation, you hated every single second of it. ''You think this is all a game to me ? That i don't care about you ?'' he murmured as he steps closer to you slowly, looking at the ground. You take a few steps back before your back hit the wall, looking up at Billy's face, which was full of bloodlust. He didn't stop until your faces were inches away from eachother's. ''You're the only one who gets it, who gets me. Everyone else... they're disposable. But you... you're different.'' he reaches up, brushing a strand of hair from your face, his gaze intense and unwavering. Your face flushes as you swallow the lump in your throat. You were so nervous but you weirdly felt... safe ?

"Don’t you see? This ? us ? It's real. We're the same. You feel it, don’t you? That thrill, that power. No one else could ever understand us like we do." he leans in, lips brushing your ear. "We belong together. No one can come between us now." Billy whispered. You felt his hot breath against your ear as your gaze diverted. Was this really happening ? You tried to speak but the words were stuck in your throat, utterly entranced by his sweet talk. Billy looked at Sidney's lifeless body on the ground before gave you a slight chuckle. ''Sidney, well... she was just part of the plan, a means to an end. Sure, she played her role, but she was never you." his eyes lock with yours with an intensity that makes your breath hitch.

Billy's gaze flickers with something darker now, almost a warning. "Sidney was always living in a dream, thinking she could escape. But you..." he pauses, smiling as if the thought excites him. "You know there’s no going back. This is who we are. Together.'' his eyes soften, as if he's offering a twisted form of love. "You don’t need to doubt it anymore, Y/N. It’s just you and me now. Forever."

You felt a mix of so many emotions. You felt so validated and special... Billy actually cared for you, noticed you, loved you. Him killing Sidney just proved his love for you, making you feel irreplaceable. ''I love you...'' you blurted out in a mere whisper. He looked at your eyes before tossing the knife on the ground, placing his hands on your hips and pulling you in for a deep kiss.

You kissed him back almost immediately, wrapping your arms around his neck. As the kiss deepened, you could taste the mix of adrenaline and passion on his lips. The room seemed to spin as you both gave in to the moment, the world outside fading away. Billy’s touch was electrifying, sending shivers through you. A mix of desire, obsession, and a darker undertone of danger made it feel like giving into something you've both been fighting against, yet desperately craving.

You both stopped the kiss to catch your breaths. He moved a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch as light as a feather. You were both in the moment together before you heard police sirens outside. Billy looked out the window, distressed about the red and blue lights flashing outside. He turned to you, putting his hands on your face. ''Alright listen, that car pulling up, has to be Dewey. You go put the costume on and finish them off. I'll climb out the window and meet you at the fountain okay ?'' Billy explained as he started grabbing his stuff, getting ready to leave.

You stood there, speechless. So much was happening all at once. ''Wait- What ? What do you mean ? I don't wanna kill Dewey !'' you exclaimed. Dewey was the nicest person on earth, you couldn't do that to him. His sister got killed already, wasn't that enough ? His eyes narrowed before his voice dropped. ''So... you just wanna let them catch us ? We'll be separated. And i want to stay by your side forever... So do as i say,'' he handed you the knife. ''And kill them. For me. For us.'' he said before pressing a lingering kiss on your lips, walking towards the window and jumping out. You stood there, knife in your palm and panic in your mind. You hurt enough people already. Now Dewey ? But you love Billy too much to let him down...

To Be Continued...

Tension. (part 4)

⁎ warnings: romantic slasher ? mentions of death, mentions of blood, mentions of AND !murder!, manipulation, kissing, female!reader.

⁎ summary: you fell for him. hard. the murders started, and you knew it was him. billy lured you into his dark and twisted intentions. it was so wrong. but it doesn't feel wrong... there was something stopping you. or someone.

⁎ author note: i hope your guys been enjoying the last few parts cuz thinking of a plot is pretty hard 😭. and its my birthday :D so nice, lol. here you go nena :).

You stood there, frozen, your mind racing. Everything felt like it was crashing down all at once. Billy was already outside, waiting for you, the clock ticking faster with every second. You knew what he expected, what he needed you to do to prove you were really in this with him. But killing Dewey? It wasn’t supposed to come to this. You didn't wanna do this.

You swallowed hard, staring at your ghostface costume lying on the bed, the mask staring right back at you. This was it. You knew that if you backed out now, Billy would never look at you the same. This was the moment. You had to show him you were serious. That you loved him.

With shaky hands, you grabbed the costume and slipped it on, the mask feeling heavier than it ever had before. Every step you took downstairs felt like the floor might cave in beneath you, but you kept going, gripping the knife tightly in your hand. Your heart pounded in your chest, but all you could think about was Billy.

This was for him. You were doing this for him.

You hide in a closet and wait for the right moment to come. ''You can do this...'' you thought to yourself. You were so nervous for the first time, maybe you still had sympathy in your heart. You hear a few footsteps coming and prepare yourself. The footsteps inch closer towards the closet. At the right moment you jump out and stab Dewey's neck, hoping that would kill him instantly. Dewey placed his hand on his neck, trying to stop it from bleeding out. You watched the scene unfold, instantly regretting what you had done. Dewey lets out a few chokes before he takes his last breath, body going rigid. You stayed there and looked at his lifeless body. He didn't deserve this...

You snapped yourself out of it and quickly ran to a near window and climbed out before anyone could see you. You ran to the fountain where Billy wanted to meet, hoping he'd be waiting for you there. You see his distressed face, thinking you maybe had gotten caught. He notices you and quickly walks up to you. ''Did you do it ? Is he dead ?'' he asked you eagerly. You look around, making sure no one was in sight before taking of the mask, nodding at his question. ''Yeah...'' you say with obvious guilt on your face. Billy cups your face and presses a soft kiss on your lips. ''Hey... don't worry. You did the right thing. If you didn't kill him we would've been caught by now. But we're free. Together.'' he says softly, brushing a few strands of hair out your face. You relax under his touch right away, thinking about it from a postive perspective. He's right. If you got caught, you wouldn't be able to be with Billy anymore. You couldn't bear separation.

You smile at his words softly before nodding. ''Yeah. I guess you're right.'' you say before looking at the ground. ''What now ?'' you ask, thinking about what's about to happen next. Billy smiled, taking your hand. ''Let's run away together. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you.'' he said as he pressed a kiss to your knuckles. Were you dreaming ? ''Oh my God...'' you exclaimed, not taking your eyes off him. ''Let's go.'' he said as started walking, still hand-in-hand with you. This is the best and worst day of your life.

He walks you to his house, since he lived alone. You walk into Billy’s dimly lit home, the atmosphere heavy with a mix of fear, excitement and uncertainty. The house is eerily silent, as if it’s holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. Billy locks the door behind you, his movements calm and collected, while you stand in the living room, fidgeting, unsure of what comes next.

Billy leans on the wall, crossing his arms, watching you closely. He could tell you were a little on edge. ''Relax. We're safe here.'' his voice is smooth, confident, as if the events of the night didn’t affect him at all. He pushes off the wall and walks over to you. You look at him, the guilt evident in your voice and body language. ''I actually killed Dewey... he didn't deserve it. He was so sweet. I took his life away.'' you say as you take off the ghostface costume, setting it down somewhere before you take a seat on his couch. His eyes narrowed as he followed you, sitting down next to you.

Billy smirks softly before putting his hand on your thigh. "And you did it for us. That’s what matters." He scoots closer, his tone shifting to something softer, almost affectionate. "Don’t you see it now ? You’re free. Free from all those people holding you back." he added. you nod slightly, still unsure, your mind swirling with conflicting emotions. Part of you is relieved to be with Billy, but the weight of your actions lingers in the back of you mind. You look away hesitantly. "Why did it have to be him, though ?'' you say, your voice breaking slightly.

Billy grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him, his expression darkening. "Deserve ? None of them deserve anything. They were all just in the way. You need to understand that. They were part of the game. Just like Sidney." his voice is low, almost a growl, but then his grip softens, his tone changing to something gentler, more... manipulative. "But now, there’s no one left to tear us apart. You and me… we can start over. Together."

Billy wraps his arms around you, pulling you close. You can feel the warmth of his body, the intensity in his touch, and despite the chaos inside you, you find yourrself melting into his embrace. There’s a strange comfort in his possessiveness, in the way he makes you feel like the center of his world. You lay your head on his shoulder softly. "And what now ? What do we do next ?" Billy smiles, stroking your hair as if soothing a child. "Now ? We disappear. We leave Woodsboro behind and go somewhere no one can find us. Just you and me. Doesn’t that sound perfect ?" he said.

There’s a pause, the idea of running away together sounding both thrilling and terrifying. You know what they’ve done can’t be undone, and there’s no turning back. But there’s still a nagging doubt, a hint of hesitation. "And what about... everything we’ve done ? What if they find us ?" you ask him. Billy pulls back slightly, looking down at you with that same smirk. "They won’t. We’ll be ghosts. And even if they do... we’ve come this far, haven’t we ? You trust me, don’t you ?"

His gaze locks onto yours, challenging you, daring you to question him. You hesitates but then nods, feeling the intensity of his control over her. Your trapped, but willingly so, tangled in your obsession with him. "I do. I trust you."

Billy leans in, pressing a slow, possessive kiss to your lips. It’s not just affection—it’s a claim, a reminder that he owns you now.

To Be Continued...

Tension. (part 4)

⁎ warnings: romantic slasher ? mentions of death, mentions of blood, mentions of AND !murder!, manipulation, kissing, female!reader.

⁎ summary: you fell for him. hard. the murders started, and you knew it was him. billy lured you into his dark and twisted intentions. it was so wrong. but it doesn't feel wrong... there was something stopping you. or someone.

⁎ author note: i hope your guys been enjoying the last few parts cuz thinking of a plot is pretty hard 😭. and its my birthday :D so nice, lol. here you go nena :).

You stood there, frozen, your mind racing. Everything felt like it was crashing down all at once. Billy was already outside, waiting for you, the clock ticking faster with every second. You knew what he expected, what he needed you to do to prove you were really in this with him. But killing Dewey? It wasn’t supposed to come to this. You didn't wanna do this.

You swallowed hard, staring at your ghostface costume lying on the bed, the mask staring right back at you. This was it. You knew that if you backed out now, Billy would never look at you the same. This was the moment. You had to show him you were serious. That you loved him.

With shaky hands, you grabbed the costume and slipped it on, the mask feeling heavier than it ever had before. Every step you took downstairs felt like the floor might cave in beneath you, but you kept going, gripping the knife tightly in your hand. Your heart pounded in your chest, but all you could think about was Billy.

This was for him. You were doing this for him.

You hide in a closet and wait for the right moment to come. ''You can do this...'' you thought to yourself. You were so nervous for the first time, maybe you still had sympathy in your heart. You hear a few footsteps coming and prepare yourself. The footsteps inch closer towards the closet. At the right moment you jump out and stab Dewey's neck, hoping that would kill him instantly. Dewey placed his hand on his neck, trying to stop it from bleeding out. You watched the scene unfold, instantly regretting what you had done. Dewey lets out a few chokes before he takes his last breath, body going rigid. You stayed there and looked at his lifeless body. He didn't deserve this...

You snapped yourself out of it and quickly ran to a near window and climbed out before anyone could see you. You ran to the fountain where Billy wanted to meet, hoping he'd be waiting for you there. You see his distressed face, thinking you maybe had gotten caught. He notices you and quickly walks up to you. ''Did you do it ? Is he dead ?'' he asked you eagerly. You look around, making sure no one was in sight before taking of the mask, nodding at his question. ''Yeah...'' you say with obvious guilt on your face. Billy cups your face and presses a soft kiss on your lips. ''Hey... don't worry. You did the right thing. If you didn't kill him we would've been caught by now. But we're free. Together.'' he says softly, brushing a few strands of hair out your face. You relax under his touch right away, thinking about it from a postive perspective. He's right. If you got caught, you wouldn't be able to be with Billy anymore. You couldn't bear separation.

You smile at his words softly before nodding. ''Yeah. I guess you're right.'' you say before looking at the ground. ''What now ?'' you ask, thinking about what's about to happen next. Billy smiled, taking your hand. ''Let's run away together. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you.'' he said as he pressed a kiss to your knuckles. Were you dreaming ? ''Oh my God...'' you exclaimed, not taking your eyes off him. ''Let's go.'' he said as started walking, still hand-in-hand with you. This is the best and worst day of your life.

He walks you to his house, since he lived alone. You walk into Billy’s dimly lit home, the atmosphere heavy with a mix of fear, excitement and uncertainty. The house is eerily silent, as if it’s holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. Billy locks the door behind you, his movements calm and collected, while you stand in the living room, fidgeting, unsure of what comes next.

Billy leans on the wall, crossing his arms, watching you closely. He could tell you were a little on edge. ''Relax. We're safe here.'' his voice is smooth, confident, as if the events of the night didn’t affect him at all. He pushes off the wall and walks over to you. You look at him, the guilt evident in your voice and body language. ''I actually killed Dewey... he didn't deserve it. He was so sweet. I took his life away.'' you say as you take off the ghostface costume, setting it down somewhere before you take a seat on his couch. His eyes narrowed as he followed you, sitting down next to you.

Billy smirks softly before putting his hand on your thigh. "And you did it for us. That’s what matters." He scoots closer, his tone shifting to something softer, almost affectionate. "Don’t you see it now ? You’re free. Free from all those people holding you back." he added. you nod slightly, still unsure, your mind swirling with conflicting emotions. Part of you is relieved to be with Billy, but the weight of your actions lingers in the back of you mind. You look away hesitantly. "Why did it have to be him, though ?'' you say, your voice breaking slightly.

Billy grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him, his expression darkening. "Deserve ? None of them deserve anything. They were all just in the way. You need to understand that. They were part of the game. Just like Sidney." his voice is low, almost a growl, but then his grip softens, his tone changing to something gentler, more... manipulative. "But now, there’s no one left to tear us apart. You and me… we can start over. Together."

Billy wraps his arms around you, pulling you close. You can feel the warmth of his body, the intensity in his touch, and despite the chaos inside you, you find yourrself melting into his embrace. There’s a strange comfort in his possessiveness, in the way he makes you feel like the center of his world. You lay your head on his shoulder softly. "And what now ? What do we do next ?" Billy smiles, stroking your hair as if soothing a child. "Now ? We disappear. We leave Woodsboro behind and go somewhere no one can find us. Just you and me. Doesn’t that sound perfect ?" he said.

There’s a pause, the idea of running away together sounding both thrilling and terrifying. You know what they’ve done can’t be undone, and there’s no turning back. But there’s still a nagging doubt, a hint of hesitation. "And what about... everything we’ve done ? What if they find us ?" you ask him. Billy pulls back slightly, looking down at you with that same smirk. "They won’t. We’ll be ghosts. And even if they do... we’ve come this far, haven’t we ? You trust me, don’t you ?"

His gaze locks onto yours, challenging you, daring you to question him. You hesitates but then nods, feeling the intensity of his control over her. Your trapped, but willingly so, tangled in your obsession with him. "I do. I trust you."

Billy leans in, pressing a slow, possessive kiss to your lips. It’s not just affection—it’s a claim, a reminder that he owns you now.

To Be Continued...

Tension. (part 5)

⁎ warnings: romantic slasher ? neglect, mentions of murder, manipulation, female!reader.

⁎ summary: you fell for him. hard. the murders started, and you knew it was him. billy lured you into his dark and twisted intentions. it was so wrong. but it doesn't feel wrong... there was something stopping you. or someone.

⁎ author note: hii. im so grateful for all the notes and followers i got for this series :) sorry for taking so long i caught the flu :( this ones a little short :p

Living with Billy felt like a dream at first. The two of you, no more hiding, no more masks—just you and him. It was everything you’d always wanted. Billy as your boyfriend was something you never thought would happen, not like this. The thrill of being with him, knowing you were the one he chose, made it all worth it.

But lately… something was off.

At first, it was little things. He’d stay out late without saying where he was going, or he’d brush you off when you asked about it. Then he started getting quieter, not the same smirking, charming Billy you knew. You couldn’t shake the feeling that he was pulling away. Like he was already tired of the life you’d built together.

You tried to ignore it, but every time you looked at him, there was this distance that wasn’t there before. And the worst part? You didn’t know why.

01:34 AM: Billy's house:

You are sitting on Billy’s couch, the dim light of the living room casting shadows on the walls. You have been waiting for him all night, your thoughts racing with doubt and anxiety. The clock on the wall ticks loudly in the silence. It’s well past midnight when the door finally creaks open, and Billy walks in, looking casual but distant. You stood up as soon as he entered, your heart pounding. "Where were you ? I’ve been waiting for hours… again." You said, with a hint of neglect and sadness in your eyes. You HAD to ask him what was going on, you were already suspicious of him.

"Had some things to take care of. Why ? Got a problem with that ?" Billy answered, barely looking up as he tosses his jacket onto a chair, his tone indifferent. You feel your chest tighten. This isn’t the same Billy who used to hang on your every word. There’s a coldness now, like you've become an afterthought. ''You've been doing this every night. Ignoring me. Avoiding me. What's going on ?'' You ask with a shaky voice, trying to keep it together. You were genuinely hurt. What if this was a mistake ?

Billy looked at you and sighed, stepping closer to you. ''C'mere babe.'' he said, opening his arms. You wanted to refuse, but you couldn't. You stepped in his arms and engulfed him in a hug. ''I miss the way things used to be. I miss us.'' you said, tearing up. You were overthinking the entire thing. What if you never agreed to start the killings with him ? What if you never ran away with him ? What if you never fell in love ?

''Don't cry. I'm still here...'' he said before suddenly pulling you tighter towards him, a little too tight. ''I'm the reason you have somewhere to stay. Don't forget that.'' he whispered coldly before letting go of you, walking upstairs. You look at him with shock and hurt, tears flowing down your cheeks. You decide to brush it off by assuming he was in a bad mood, even though this wasn't the first time.

Later on, you were in Billy's kitchen. His earlier coldness was still lingering in your mind. You couldn't sleep after he said what he said. You were starting to second guess the choice of being with him. Billy, having noticed your lingering frustration, decides it's time to charm his way back into your good graces. He approaches you with a gentle, almost too-sweet smile, his tone soft and sorry.

''Hey,'' he said as he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, giving you a soft peck on your cheek. ''I'm sorry about earlier, I'm going through alot right now.'' he murmured. You sigh, not quite believing him anymore. He noticed your hesitation and sighed. ''C'mon, i said i was sorry. You could atleast forgive me.'' He looks into your eyes, his gaze tender, filled with a fake sincerity that almost makes you forget the earlier neglect.

"You’re the most important person in my life, we’re so close to having the life we’ve always dreamed of. But there’s one last thing we need to do, and I need your help..." he said. Your heart skips a beat at the mention of a new task. You're wary but hopeful that this will be the moment they can finally leave Woodsboro behind and start over.

Billy looks at you before gently squeezing your hand. "Look, I need you to trust me. This is the final step." he said before moving closer, brushing a stray lock of hair behind your ear with a feather-light touch. His voice is a soft murmur, almost hypnotic. ''I need you to kill Gale.''

You freeze. Kill... Gale...? You slowly turn to him with a shocked look on your face, shaking your head. ''Billy... you promised. You promised me we wouldn't hurt any more people ! We already did enough !'' you exclaimed. You did not want to go back to your old ways, his old ways. You were good with what was going on now. Billy's eyes darkened before stepping closer. ''I'm just saying; you kill Gale, take her money, we leave Woodsboro. You won't get caught.'' he murmured. ''Do it for me. For us. I love you.''

You couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth inside you. He barely ever told you that he loved you. But he did. Your eyes softened before thinking about it. If you killed Gale and took her money, you and Billy would have enough money to buy another house. But killing Gale would just be so cruel. Billy waited for your answer, staring into your eyes. ''Can't you figure out another way to earn money ?'' you asked him quietly. ''No. I can't apply for a job that would be inconvenient... please.'' Billy pleaded softly, also with a hint of impatience in his voice. You sighed and looked at the ground, considering this decision. What's next ?

To Be Continued...

Tension. (part 5)

⁎ warnings: romantic slasher ? neglect, mentions of murder, manipulation, female!reader.

⁎ summary: you fell for him. hard. the murders started, and you knew it was him. billy lured you into his dark and twisted intentions. it was so wrong. but it doesn't feel wrong... there was something stopping you. or someone.

⁎ author note: hii. im so grateful for all the notes and followers i got for this series :) sorry for taking so long i caught the flu :( this ones a little short :p

Living with Billy felt like a dream at first. The two of you, no more hiding, no more masks—just you and him. It was everything you’d always wanted. Billy as your boyfriend was something you never thought would happen, not like this. The thrill of being with him, knowing you were the one he chose, made it all worth it.

But lately… something was off.

At first, it was little things. He’d stay out late without saying where he was going, or he’d brush you off when you asked about it. Then he started getting quieter, not the same smirking, charming Billy you knew. You couldn’t shake the feeling that he was pulling away. Like he was already tired of the life you’d built together.

You tried to ignore it, but every time you looked at him, there was this distance that wasn’t there before. And the worst part? You didn’t know why.

01:34 AM: Billy's house:

You are sitting on Billy’s couch, the dim light of the living room casting shadows on the walls. You have been waiting for him all night, your thoughts racing with doubt and anxiety. The clock on the wall ticks loudly in the silence. It’s well past midnight when the door finally creaks open, and Billy walks in, looking casual but distant. You stood up as soon as he entered, your heart pounding. "Where were you ? I’ve been waiting for hours… again." You said, with a hint of neglect and sadness in your eyes. You HAD to ask him what was going on, you were already suspicious of him.

"Had some things to take care of. Why ? Got a problem with that ?" Billy answered, barely looking up as he tosses his jacket onto a chair, his tone indifferent. You feel your chest tighten. This isn’t the same Billy who used to hang on your every word. There’s a coldness now, like you've become an afterthought. ''You've been doing this every night. Ignoring me. Avoiding me. What's going on ?'' You ask with a shaky voice, trying to keep it together. You were genuinely hurt. What if this was a mistake ?

Billy looked at you and sighed, stepping closer to you. ''C'mere babe.'' he said, opening his arms. You wanted to refuse, but you couldn't. You stepped in his arms and engulfed him in a hug. ''I miss the way things used to be. I miss us.'' you said, tearing up. You were overthinking the entire thing. What if you never agreed to start the killings with him ? What if you never ran away with him ? What if you never fell in love ?

''Don't cry. I'm still here...'' he said before suddenly pulling you tighter towards him, a little too tight. ''I'm the reason you have somewhere to stay. Don't forget that.'' he whispered coldly before letting go of you, walking upstairs. You look at him with shock and hurt, tears flowing down your cheeks. You decide to brush it off by assuming he was in a bad mood, even though this wasn't the first time.

Later on, you were in Billy's kitchen. His earlier coldness was still lingering in your mind. You couldn't sleep after he said what he said. You were starting to second guess the choice of being with him. Billy, having noticed your lingering frustration, decides it's time to charm his way back into your good graces. He approaches you with a gentle, almost too-sweet smile, his tone soft and sorry.

''Hey,'' he said as he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, giving you a soft peck on your cheek. ''I'm sorry about earlier, I'm going through alot right now.'' he murmured. You sigh, not quite believing him anymore. He noticed your hesitation and sighed. ''C'mon, i said i was sorry. You could atleast forgive me.'' He looks into your eyes, his gaze tender, filled with a fake sincerity that almost makes you forget the earlier neglect.

"You’re the most important person in my life, we’re so close to having the life we’ve always dreamed of. But there’s one last thing we need to do, and I need your help..." he said. Your heart skips a beat at the mention of a new task. You're wary but hopeful that this will be the moment they can finally leave Woodsboro behind and start over.

Billy looks at you before gently squeezing your hand. "Look, I need you to trust me. This is the final step." he said before moving closer, brushing a stray lock of hair behind your ear with a feather-light touch. His voice is a soft murmur, almost hypnotic. ''I need you to kill Gale.''

You freeze. Kill... Gale...? You slowly turn to him with a shocked look on your face, shaking your head. ''Billy... you promised. You promised me we wouldn't hurt any more people ! We already did enough !'' you exclaimed. You did not want to go back to your old ways, his old ways. You were good with what was going on now. Billy's eyes darkened before stepping closer. ''I'm just saying; you kill Gale, take her money, we leave Woodsboro. You won't get caught.'' he murmured. ''Do it for me. For us. I love you.''

You couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth inside you. He barely ever told you that he loved you. But he did. Your eyes softened before thinking about it. If you killed Gale and took her money, you and Billy would have enough money to buy another house. But killing Gale would just be so cruel. Billy waited for your answer, staring into your eyes. ''Can't you figure out another way to earn money ?'' you asked him quietly. ''No. I can't apply for a job that would be inconvenient... please.'' Billy pleaded softly, also with a hint of impatience in his voice. You sighed and looked at the ground, considering this decision. What's next ?

To Be Continued...

Tension. (the last part)

⁎ warnings: romantic slasher ? mentions of a knife, mentions of AND !murder!, mentions of blood, manipulation, angst, female!reader.

⁎ summary: you fell for him. hard. the murders started, and you knew it was him. billy lured you into his dark and twisted intentions. it was so wrong. but it doesn't feel wrong... there was something stopping you. or someone.

⁎ author note: here's the last part for yall :). im planning to write like a few headcanons abt scream and then move on to something else. if you have any requests, dont be afraid to ask :) ill keep it anonymous. thanks !

You thought it was over. After you and Billy moved in together, you really believed the killing was behind you, that you could finally just be together without all the blood and chaos. But you should've known better. Billy always had a way of pulling you back in, no matter how much you wanted out.

When he asked you to do it again, you felt your stomach drop. You dreaded it. Every part of you screamed that this wasn't what you signed up for—this wasn't the life you imagined when you ran away with him. But then he looked at you, that look that always made you weak, and you realized you'd never be able to say no. You still loved him, no matter what.

So here you were. Scared, but ready. You'd do anything for him. As always.

Your hands were trembling as you stood in front of the mirror, staring at your reflection. You already hurt too many people, already crossed too many lines. The thought of doing it again, of killing Gale, stealing money... You took deep breaths, trying to steady yourself.

Billy came into the room, his face calm, completely unfazed. He was just focused on the plan. "You ready ?" he asked, barely looking at you, focused more on the task of killing Gale and getting the money than on you. You shook your head, your voice merely a whisper. "No…" you sniffled. He turned to you with a frown on his face, stepping closer. "Hey," he said softly, his tone shifting. "You've done this before. You're fine. We've come far. We can't stop now." he said. "This is it, okay ? You finish this, and you're done. No more running, no more hiding. Just us."

You bit your lip, tearing up. You didn't wanna do this again, you didn't want to be that person anymore. But when Billy looked at you like that, all soft and content, it made it harder to say no. "You love me, right ?" he asked in a whisper, his eyes gazing into yours. You nodded, unable to say anything, your heart beating faster and faster every second. "Then trust me." he said, pressing a kiss to your cheek. "We've got this. Just one more time."

His words got to you again. Your heart was pounding as you got ready to go outside, the fear evident in your body language. But no matter how scared you were, you couldn’t back out now. You loved him. You'd always do whatever it took to prove it.

After he had reassured you that everything was going to be okay, you were ready to go out and do the job. ''It's gonna be okay, it's gonna be over soon.'' you told yourself before grabbing your bag and put your mask, knife and costume in it. ''Remember, bring the money to me after you took it, okay ?'' Billy told you, leaning on a wall. You looked at him before nodding. ''I will... I love you.'' you told him, just in case. The end of his lips curved upwards as he looked at you. ''Love you too. Be safe.'' he said.

You stepped outside and started walking towards Gale's home. You already knew where she lived. Unfortunately this time, you wish you didn't. You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself, but your heart wouldn’t stop racing. This was it. You didn’t have a choice anymore. You reached over, grabbing the mask and slipping it over your face, the familiar cold feeling settling in as the fabric clung to your skin. It was suffocating. But this was who you had to be tonight. Just for him.

You snuck past the gate, walking to the back of her house. You quietly took out a hairpin and picked the lock before the backdoor opened with a small creak. You knew didn't know if Gale was home or not, but you knew that she was very alert. So you quietly tiptoed inside her house making sure she didn't hear you. Then, you pulled the knife out, your hand trembling as you gripped it tight, hiding in the kitchen closet. You waited and waited until you heard some motion.

You hear a few footsteps coming downstairs, bracing yourself for what's about to happen next. As you hear the footsteps stop right infront of you, the closet door opens and it reveals Gale. You quickly act and stab her stomach before she could react. She yelped in pain as she put her hand on the place she got stabbed. You stabbed her chest continuously until she went completely limp and eventually, dead. You panted as you watched her take her last breath. You quickly snapped out of it and look around for any trace of cash or money. You run upstairs, desperate to find the money.

You eventually find her bedroom and went in. you yanked open the closet doors, digging through shoes, boxes, anything that could hide what you were looking for. And then you saw it, a small lockbox shoved into the corner. You grabbed it, fumbling with the lock, cursing under your breath when it didn't open right away. You weren't thinking straight, hands trembling as you tried to focus. Finally, the lock clicked open, and there it was—the money. Stacks of cash, just sitting there like it was waiting for you.

You quickly grabbed all the stacks of cash and put them in your backpack, wanting to leave this place as quick as you could. You finished taking the money and ran downstairs towards the back door, but... it was locked ? You pulled on the door handle, trying to open the door but it wouldn't budge. You hear a few footsteps behind you. You slowly turn around to see Billy, standing in the middle of the living room, knife in hand. You didn't even hear him come in. ''Wow. You really did it. Not that it was unexpected...'' he said with the sly smirk that always lured you into his tricks. You take off the mask before showing the frown you had on your face. What was he doing here ? ''Billy... w-what are you doing here ?'' you asked with confusion. Billy took a few slow steps towards you, toying with the knife in his hand.

''Oh... just came to check on you babe. Good job.'' he said with a nod, looking back at Gale's lifeless body on the floor. You backed up till your back hit the wall, intimidated by his body language. ''You were always so good to me. And i appreciate that. Honestly, without you, i wouldn't be where i am right now. You helped me.'' he said, his eyes narrowing as he got closer, now inches away from you. Your breath hitched, barely containing eye contact. You were just so confused... ''But... I'm afraid all good things come to an end.'' he said before you felt a sharp pain in your abdomen. You look down to see some blood dripping down the floor. You didn't realize what he did until Billy smirked at you, hand hovering over your cheek. A tear rolled down your cheek. You felt betrayal, pain, anger, sadness all in one. You couldn't believe it. All this time, you were just bait. All the ''I love you's'' he said to you, were all fake. All of it was fake.

''Hey... it's okay.'' he said softly, removing the knife from your stomach. You let out a whimper, holding onto his shoulder, trying to look for any sympathy in his eyes. But there was none. ''The police are on their way. If you're lucky enough, maybe you've already stopped breathing before they found you...'' he said, smirking softly. He then stabbed you twice more, no remorse in his actions at all. You let out a sob as you slowly felt your heartbeat slow down. ''Why...?'' you managed to choke out. Billy looked at you and tilted his head softly. ''This isn't a fairytale. Like i told you, I don't believe in love.'' he said coldly before you dropped to the floor, holding your stomach as you coughed up some blood, seeing your life flash before your eyes. Billy took the backpack full of money, looking at you one last time. ''Thank you for everything.'' he said before leaving the house, leaving you for dead.

The last thing you saw before your vision went black were the police sirens, the loud siren echoing in your ears. The thing that disgusted you the most is, no matter what he did, no matter how cruel he was;

You'd always love him.

The End.

Tension. (the last part)

⁎ warnings: romantic slasher ? mentions of a knife, mentions of AND !murder!, mentions of blood, manipulation, angst, female!reader.

⁎ summary: you fell for him. hard. the murders started, and you knew it was him. billy lured you into his dark and twisted intentions. it was so wrong. but it doesn't feel wrong... there was something stopping you. or someone.

⁎ author note: here's the last part for yall :). im planning to write like a few headcanons abt scream and then move on to something else. if you have any requests, dont be afraid to ask :) ill keep it anonymous. thanks !

You thought it was over. After you and Billy moved in together, you really believed the killing was behind you, that you could finally just be together without all the blood and chaos. But you should've known better. Billy always had a way of pulling you back in, no matter how much you wanted out.

When he asked you to do it again, you felt your stomach drop. You dreaded it. Every part of you screamed that this wasn't what you signed up for—this wasn't the life you imagined when you ran away with him. But then he looked at you, that look that always made you weak, and you realized you'd never be able to say no. You still loved him, no matter what.

So here you were. Scared, but ready. You'd do anything for him. As always.

Your hands were trembling as you stood in front of the mirror, staring at your reflection. You already hurt too many people, already crossed too many lines. The thought of doing it again, of killing Gale, stealing money... You took deep breaths, trying to steady yourself.

Billy came into the room, his face calm, completely unfazed. He was just focused on the plan. "You ready ?" he asked, barely looking at you, focused more on the task of killing Gale and getting the money than on you. You shook your head, your voice merely a whisper. "No…" you sniffled. He turned to you with a frown on his face, stepping closer. "Hey," he said softly, his tone shifting. "You've done this before. You're fine. We've come far. We can't stop now." he said. "This is it, okay ? You finish this, and you're done. No more running, no more hiding. Just us."

You bit your lip, tearing up. You didn't wanna do this again, you didn't want to be that person anymore. But when Billy looked at you like that, all soft and content, it made it harder to say no. "You love me, right ?" he asked in a whisper, his eyes gazing into yours. You nodded, unable to say anything, your heart beating faster and faster every second. "Then trust me." he said, pressing a kiss to your cheek. "We've got this. Just one more time."

His words got to you again. Your heart was pounding as you got ready to go outside, the fear evident in your body language. But no matter how scared you were, you couldn’t back out now. You loved him. You'd always do whatever it took to prove it.

After he had reassured you that everything was going to be okay, you were ready to go out and do the job. ''It's gonna be okay, it's gonna be over soon.'' you told yourself before grabbing your bag and put your mask, knife and costume in it. ''Remember, bring the money to me after you took it, okay ?'' Billy told you, leaning on a wall. You looked at him before nodding. ''I will... I love you.'' you told him, just in case. The end of his lips curved upwards as he looked at you. ''Love you too. Be safe.'' he said.

You stepped outside and started walking towards Gale's home. You already knew where she lived. Unfortunately this time, you wish you didn't. You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself, but your heart wouldn’t stop racing. This was it. You didn’t have a choice anymore. You reached over, grabbing the mask and slipping it over your face, the familiar cold feeling settling in as the fabric clung to your skin. It was suffocating. But this was who you had to be tonight. Just for him.

You snuck past the gate, walking to the back of her house. You quietly took out a hairpin and picked the lock before the backdoor opened with a small creak. You knew didn't know if Gale was home or not, but you knew that she was very alert. So you quietly tiptoed inside her house making sure she didn't hear you. Then, you pulled the knife out, your hand trembling as you gripped it tight, hiding in the kitchen closet. You waited and waited until you heard some motion.

You hear a few footsteps coming downstairs, bracing yourself for what's about to happen next. As you hear the footsteps stop right infront of you, the closet door opens and it reveals Gale. You quickly act and stab her stomach before she could react. She yelped in pain as she put her hand on the place she got stabbed. You stabbed her chest continuously until she went completely limp and eventually, dead. You panted as you watched her take her last breath. You quickly snapped out of it and look around for any trace of cash or money. You run upstairs, desperate to find the money.

You eventually find her bedroom and went in. you yanked open the closet doors, digging through shoes, boxes, anything that could hide what you were looking for. And then you saw it, a small lockbox shoved into the corner. You grabbed it, fumbling with the lock, cursing under your breath when it didn't open right away. You weren't thinking straight, hands trembling as you tried to focus. Finally, the lock clicked open, and there it was—the money. Stacks of cash, just sitting there like it was waiting for you.

You quickly grabbed all the stacks of cash and put them in your backpack, wanting to leave this place as quick as you could. You finished taking the money and ran downstairs towards the back door, but... it was locked ? You pulled on the door handle, trying to open the door but it wouldn't budge. You hear a few footsteps behind you. You slowly turn around to see Billy, standing in the middle of the living room, knife in hand. You didn't even hear him come in. ''Wow. You really did it. Not that it was unexpected...'' he said with the sly smirk that always lured you into his tricks. You take off the mask before showing the frown you had on your face. What was he doing here ? ''Billy... w-what are you doing here ?'' you asked with confusion. Billy took a few slow steps towards you, toying with the knife in his hand.

''Oh... just came to check on you babe. Good job.'' he said with a nod, looking back at Gale's lifeless body on the floor. You backed up till your back hit the wall, intimidated by his body language. ''You were always so good to me. And i appreciate that. Honestly, without you, i wouldn't be where i am right now. You helped me.'' he said, his eyes narrowing as he got closer, now inches away from you. Your breath hitched, barely containing eye contact. You were just so confused... ''But... I'm afraid all good things come to an end.'' he said before you felt a sharp pain in your abdomen. You look down to see some blood dripping down the floor. You didn't realize what he did until Billy smirked at you, hand hovering over your cheek. A tear rolled down your cheek. You felt betrayal, pain, anger, sadness all in one. You couldn't believe it. All this time, you were just bait. All the ''I love you's'' he said to you, were all fake. All of it was fake.

''Hey... it's okay.'' he said softly, removing the knife from your stomach. You let out a whimper, holding onto his shoulder, trying to look for any sympathy in his eyes. But there was none. ''The police are on their way. If you're lucky enough, maybe you've already stopped breathing before they found you...'' he said, smirking softly. He then stabbed you twice more, no remorse in his actions at all. You let out a sob as you slowly felt your heartbeat slow down. ''Why...?'' you managed to choke out. Billy looked at you and tilted his head softly. ''This isn't a fairytale. Like i told you, I don't believe in love.'' he said coldly before you dropped to the floor, holding your stomach as you coughed up some blood, seeing your life flash before your eyes. Billy took the backpack full of money, looking at you one last time. ''Thank you for everything.'' he said before leaving the house, leaving you for dead.

The last thing you saw before your vision went black were the police sirens, the loud siren echoing in your ears. The thing that disgusted you the most is, no matter what he did, no matter how cruel he was;

You'd always love him.

The End.

Familiar

Ghostface (Billy Loomis) x F!Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Summary: You've been having a shameful relationship with a certain Woodsboro slasher. One night, during a particularly passionate encounter, you discover who it actually is you’ve been spending time with.

Warnings: Smut, you don’t know you’re fucking Billy so I guess elements of non-con

“Guys come on! So what if I’m a virgin, I mean it’s normal!” Randy sat on the concrete ledge, fighting for his life against the vultures that are Stu and Billy. They cackled and fist bumped, turning back towards Randy to listen to him dig himself deeper into the virginity hole.

You overheard this conversation as you walked towards the group, lunch tray in hand and backpack slung over one shoulder, making it ache. Stu and Tatum sat furthest to the right, as usual, on top of eachother, kissing and touching, Tatum sitting on his lap. Then Sydney to their left, then Billy beside her, chewing on some apple slices Syd had brought. Randy sat furthest to the right, a few feet away from Billy. You strode over, plopping down between Billy and Randy. “What’s everyone arguing about?” You asked with a smile, also silently questioning if your school chicken sandwich would give you salmonella.

Stu laughed, tossing a chocolate in his mouth. “We just figured out that ol’ stunner Randy Meeks here is a virgin.” He threw a candy towards Randy, making him swat it away and flip Stu off. You were conflicted. You could take Randy’s side and say you were too, but that’d be a lie. If you said you weren’t a virgin, then everyone would ask who you’d slept with, because you told Syd and Tatum that you were a virgin. They’d know it happened recently, and you couldn’t exactly tell them you’d been meeting with a certain ghost-faced serial killer.

You shrugged. “Me too.” With a sneer, you peeled the bun back to reveal a questionably pink looking breaded piece of chicken. “You want this?” You held the burger out to Stu, who snatched it up and began to scarf it down like he hadn’t eaten in a month, which left you with a few bland, soggy french fries.

“A-HA!” Randy pointed an accusatory finger at Billy. “Told you! Totally normal to be a virgin. Just cause you're used to seeing movies where every single teenager is having sex doesn’t mean that-“

“It’s not the movies, Spielberg.” Billy interrupted. “Most of the people I know - in this school - aren’t virgins.”

You made eye contact with Billy, just now realizing that he was staring you down, deep brown eyes burning holes into yours. Trying to play off how nervous you were around him, you rolled your eyes. “What’s the big deal, Billy? Being a virgin isn’t embarrassing.”

Billy dropped the apple slice he was eating, leaning closer to you. Something in his eyes looked right through you. It looked like he knew all of your secrets, every little thing you’ve done in the dark. You tensed and backed up, biting half of your cardboard-like fry. “What?” You asked defensively, trying to get him to back off.

He didn’t say a word for a few seconds, staring at you with the same blank expression. “You’re really a virgin, huh?”

Did he know? How could he possibly know? Did EVERYONE know? You started to panic internally, but kept it cool on the outside. “Yes! I don’t know what the big deal is. Just because I haven’t found someone yet doesn’t mean I’m a loser or something.”

“Yeah right! You’re a total loser!” Stu yelled, finishing your sandwich. “I can’t believe a hottie like you is a virgin! Maybe you and Randy can fuck, get it over with.” He wiggled his eyebrows at you. You threw a fry at him, but it missed him, unlike Tatum’s slap on the chest, “Ugh, Stu don’t be gross.” She whined.

Randy’s face was bright red. You always thought he might have a little thing for you, but you’d pretty much had your eyes on Billy ever since high school started. You were glad to be his friend, but when he started dating one of your best friends, Syd, you couldn’t help but be consumed completely with jealousy. She knew you’d had a crush on him a little bit, and still dated him. You convinced her you were over it. Girl code, y’know?

“I’m not rushing to not be a virgin. I’m fine with it.” You said matter-of-factly and ate another fry. Billy scoffed, leaning back against his hands, which earned him a glare from both you and Sydney. You had no clue why he was being so rude about this, he couldn’t know. The bell rang out, signaling both the terrible start of your Algebra class and the blissful end of this conversation. “See you guys later.” You mumbled, taking your tray with you as you left.

The alarm clock beside you read 12:36 AM. You had been reading next to your lamp at your desk for a while, procrastinating your homework long enough to where it hopefully disappeared. With a yawn and an ache behind your eyes you decided it was bedtime. As you stood up to turn your lamp off, you jumped at the sound of your phone ringing. Your body had an immediate response, like Pavlov’s dogs. A phone call late at night usually meant a visit from your favorite ghost.

You picked up the line. “Hello?” You asked, a small smile tugging at your lips as you mindlessly chewed on your fingernail.

“Hi pretty girl…” his sultry voice had you hot in your cool bedroom, cheeks turning pink. “Your blinds are closed. I thought I told you to keep those open.”

“Sorry.” You said softly. “It was hot today…” you walked towards your curtains and moved them to the side, standing in the window.

A hearty chuckle sounded from over the line. “There she is…wearing my favorite shirt…good girl…”

You looked down at the tank top you had on, pink, simple, but low cut and revealing. Perfect for bed and, apparently, Ghostface. With it, you wore a pair of plain black lounge shorts that fit loose around your thighs.

“I’m in a hurry tonight, princess so get to it.” He said quickly, “Is the window unlocked like I told you?”

You nodded, big enough for him to see from his usual spot in the yard. You decided to listen to the man, getting to work. You set the phone down for just a second, quickly taking your shirt off. You had no bra, so he had a full unobstructed view of your tits he loved so much. You picked up the phone again and heard a small groan from him. “Attagirl…”

You shimmied your shorts off your legs, pleased that you had worn panties he liked, your girliest ones, purple with a little gemstone heart on the waistband.

“It’s almost like you knew I was coming, pretty girl.”

You bit your lip, leaning in closer to the window. “Come inside already…” You whispered needily, voice almost trembling from your desperation.

One minute your yard was empty, normal. The picture of suburban bliss. The next, it was overtaken by the shadow of a brutal, ruthless killer, threatening aura filling the whole yard. He should scare you, but your body had a visceral reaction to him. Face hot, skin tingling, panties wet. You wanted him every single night like you’d never wanted anything before, and seeing him was like lighting a fire in your chest. It was borderline humiliating how bad you needed him.

You slid the window open, screen discarded weeks ago, and you waited with vibrating skin. You watched his gloved hands grip the window sill, strong arms pulling him up into your childhood bedroom. Maybe that was part of the appeal. He was so forbidden, having a secret relationship in your home with a man like him was so hot to you.

There he stood in all his glory, black boots heavy on your white rug. He was on you in seconds, hands wandering, grabbing your tits hard with one, the other pushing your panties down. “So wet already.” He growled. His voice close-up was weird, but something you’d gotten used to. You knew he was using a voice changer, it crackled very once in a while and you could hear another voice in tandem with his deep, modulated one. His real voice. You couldn’t hear it well enough to know who it was, but you liked hearing it anyway.

You nodded, breathless, backing up to your bed while pulling him at the bicep with you. You laid back, and he slid your panties off the rest of the way, slipping them into his back pocket. That made your face flame red. The fact that he wanted to keep your wet panties was insane to you, made you feel hot, made you feel wanted. It made you feel like he needed you as bad as you needed him.

“Please…” you whined, pulling on his cloak as he stepped between your legs.

“Needy, huh? Such a pretty girl shouldn’t be acting like such a slut.” He snapped, but you could hear the smirk in his voice. His gloved hands trailed up the smooth skin of your inner thighs, stopping at the apex to admire the way you looked in the low warm light of your bedroom.

He slid his glove off, something he’s never done before. You looked down quickly at his hand, but a firm grip on your jaw slammed you back down to the bed. “No peeking, princess.”

You nodded, finally feeling his skin on yours. His touch felt so much better than the rough material of his gloves. Based on the glance you got, his hands were big, but smooth. Something you didn’t expect from him. You expected rough and dirty hands, not soft and manicured fingers.

All of your pensive thoughts were scrambled when you felt his finger push inside of you, quite easily with how wet you were at this point. He groaned at the feeling of your warm insides, eager to be inside you. A second finger slid in beside the first, curling upwards against the soft spot he knew got a reaction from you. You tensed, legs spreading further with a whine at his touch.

Warmth spread over your legs and belly, up to your chest and face. His fingers squelched as he fucked them into you, curled upwards at every right moment. Your bedsheets felt so soft against your hands as you gripped onto them, eyes closed and mouth open, wanton moans escaping you. While you weren’t focused, he slid a hand underneath his cloak, palming himself through his jeans.

He grumbled something softly, something you didn’t hear.

“Huh?” You asked, that small word the only thing you could muster between moans.

“Wanna taste you.” He said louder, grinding his hips into his hand. “You're gonna be a good girl and keep your eyes shut, okay?” He asked, but you felt a threatening undertone present in his words. You nodded quickly, but whined when his fingers left you. You felt yourself clench around nothing,feeling empty without him inside you.

You shut your eyes tightly, hearing him move to the window to shut the curtain. Your hands were clammy as they pressed over your eyes, you had to make sure you wouldn’t peek. You wanted to see what he looked like, but didn’t want to end up in the paper as the newest Ghostface victim.

For a minute, you waited, then suddenly, an eruption of pleasure as you felt his mouth on you, tongue running up your clit, hands pressing your thighs down against the bed. Without even thinking about it, your hands flew down to grip his hair. He didn’t seem to mind. You tried to gather what little information you could from the feeling. He felt sweaty, but his hair was soft, a little bit longer. But that’s all you could gather. You scrunched your face to emphasize the fact that your eyes were closed.

He sucked your clit into his mouth as two large fingers pushed inside of you. You let out a loud moan, mouth hanging open and back arching up off of the bed. “Holy shit…” you moaned, tightening your grip on his hair. He groaned, squeezing your thighs tight with his bare hands, to your delight, both gloves were off. He was becoming way more comfortable with you.

You felt yourself get close, you felt tingles on your thighs and up your waist, all the way up to your arms. Your whole body felt like it was on fire, you felt so good and you couldn’t think straight. At that moment, you wanted to see him. You needed to know who he was. Desperately, you wanted to kiss him.

“I’m…I…” you whined.

“You’re gonna cum?” He asked, voice breathy with small pants. You tensed up. His voice changer wasn’t on. He sounded so familiar but you couldn’t put your finger on it. It was bugging you, but you couldn’t focus on it too long as your orgasm overtook your body, gushing over his fingers and legs trembling as a damn near shriek left your mouth. You felt like you couldn’t see, your ears were ringing and you felt like you had just been beat up. You decided to look. You had to. His voice. You knew him.

You opened your eyes to see the man you’d been fucking the last few weeks. His lips and chin glistening with your cum, face flushed and soft pants escaping his plumped lips, hair sweaty and tousled from your pulling, falling in front of those gorgeous brown eyes.

You couldn’t believe it. You stared in shock. “….B-Billy?”

More Than One (B.Loomis x Fem!Reader)

Request: More overstimulation pookie🥺

Warnings: Smut, overstimulation, fingering, praise, p in v

Word Count: 733

Notes: So sorry that this is pretty short, a bitch graduated and now she's tired, like EXHAUSTED. But I am working on a bunch of requests that I haven't gotten to due to school. But now that I am free, I should be able to finish all of them in a fashionable manner! Thank you all for being extremely patient with me! Mwah <3

You sat at the end of your bed with a mirror in front of you and your legs spread wide open and tears rolling down your face. Billy's fingers were stuffed in your soaking wet cunt.

He's made you cum too many times now and he's still demanding for more.

Every time you came, he'd ask you, "One more. Giving me one more wouldn't hurt."

And every time you threw your head back, he'd grab your jaw and force you to look at yourself. He'd force you to look at how much of a mess you are just from his fingers.

"If this is how you act with my fingers, you wouldn't be able to handle my cock. Maybe if I stretched you out, like this.." he whispered, spreading his fingers in you.

"Look at that, look at how wet you are baby."

"Just dripping, all for me, right?" he asked, looking at you in the mirror, "Just for me?"

You gave him a nod, unable to answer him from how good he moved his fingers. But he wanted to hear you, he wanted to hear that all of this- all of you, was just for him.

He stopped moving his fingers and took them out of your very sensitive pussy. You let out a whine, and grabbed his wrist. "I gotta hear you say it. All this is just for me, right?"

"Y-yes, yes! All of me is just for you!" you moaned. Billy smiled and kissed your neck, "Good girl." he cooed in your ear, dipping his fingers deep in you, earning a rich moan from your pretty lips.

"Give me another one." Billy sighed as if he were a trance, he watched as your cum oozed out of your pretty hole. "Y-You said one more. I gave you one more." you muttered.

"And I'm askin' for another. So be a good girl and do what you're told."

You whined and shifted in his lap, feeling his cock against your ass. "Or I could just get one out of you. How does that sound? Wanna be my pretty little pillow princess?"

You looked up at Billy with watery eyes and plump, pouty lips. "Lay on the bed,"

You did as you were told and crawled to the head of your baby pink bed, resting your head on your fluffy pillows and watching Billy crawl over to you and his bigger frame cage you between his arms.

You felt like a small animal that's been caught and cornered.

"You look so pretty like this, so pretty under me." he smiled, pushing his pants and boxers down, but just enough for his dick to pop out. "Just lay there and be pretty."

Billy spread your legs open and slowly slid himself in, he threw his head back and pulled out. This continued for some time, just him teasing your sensitive, aching and begging pussy. "Billy.." you whined, tugging at the hem of his shirt, "What?"

"Please, please, please.."

Billy scoffed and smirked, "What happened to before?" he asked. His tip just poking at your hole. You wrapped your legs around his hips, trying to pull him closer when he grabbed your thighs and pushed them to your chest.

He pushed his cock in you and fucked you at a rough and fast pace. "You wanted this?" Your ankles rested on his shoulders and his hair had fell and stuck to his forehead.

"I'm gonna fuckin' cum, want me to fill you up pretty?" he asked, you nodded your head and gripped the sheets, "Yes, yes, yes fuck- fill me up, please," you babbled.

Billy chuckled and grabbed your legs, putting them around his hips and grabbing your face to give you the sloppiest and nastiest kiss.

His hips bucked and stuttered; he moved his hand down from your jaw to your clit and rubbed circles on the bud. You moaned in his mouth, and he swallowed those beautiful sounds.

You creamed around his dick, and he nutted in you, filing you up to the brim. He slowly thrusted in you, keeping his cum in you, not wanting a single drop wasted.

You were definitely overstimulated, the amount of times you came from his fingers and now cumming from his cock. Your body feels like it's on fire.

Billy pulled out of you and flipped you over, "I'm not done with you pretty girl."

★Billy Loomis & Stu Macher headcanons★

𖦹Warnings: afab reader, mentions of panty stealing, nothing else really this is incredibly tame

⋆｡°‧Requests are open! Comments and reblogs are welcome and appreciated ♡

Billy ⁀➷

୨୧―You honestly thought he hated you for a bit, whenever you'd hang out as a group he seemed to almost avoid you

୨୧― Little did you know he was just so infatuated with you that he didn't think he'd be able to compose himself if you guys did talk

୨୧― Absolutely asks Stu for tips on you because he has negative rizz

୨୧― Slowly warmed up to each other over time

୨୧― Gets jealous very easily and it almost feels suffocating

୨୧― If he notices guys staring at you he'd hold you a bit closer and harder while staring back at them

୨୧― Pretends not to like PDA but secretly loves it

୨୧― Would (quite literally) kill anyone that hurt you in any kind of way

୨୧― Is incredibly protective, follows you from afar anywhere you go, "just to make sure she's safe."

୨୧― Sneaks in through your window at night just to watch you sleep

୨୧― When you aren't there, he snoops around and takes a pair of panties if he's feeling extra brave

୨୧― Loves you too much to ever tell you he's ghostface

୨୧―But is also obsessed with the idea of corrupting you and making you his final girl

Stu ⁀➷

୨୧― Immediately warmed up to you as soon as you were introduced to the group

୨୧― Openly flirts with you in front of anyone and everyone

୨୧― You secretly love his morbid humor

୨୧― Passes you silly notes in class like, "Do you have a crush on me yes or no"

୨୧― His love language is absolutely physical touch and gift giving

୨୧― Genuinely cannot keep his hands off you no matter where you are

୨୧― (Not so playfully) Threatens people that even just give you a dirty glance

୨୧― Would kill anyone for you the second you said the word

୨୧― Talks about you to anyone he can the second he gets the chance to

୨୧― Loves letting people know you're his

୨୧― To the point it annoys Billy

୨୧― Talks to your stuffed animals when you aren't paying attention to him

୨୧― Loves just staring at you in adoration while you read or do homework

୨୧― Tries everything he can to convince Billy to let you in on the plan

★Billy Loomis & Stu Macher x Bimbo!Reader headcanons★

𖦹Warnings: slightly suggestive if you squint

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Billy ⁀➷

୨୧― You aren't really his usual type but when he met you he just couldn't get you of his mind

୨୧― Loves how different both of your aesthetics are and how they clash (but would never admit it)

୨୧― Gets slightly possessive whenever guys stare but also loves it

୨୧― He gets so touchy when someone's staring a little too hard

୨୧― (Somewhat) Playfully asks you to cover up a little more

୨୧― But also says things like, "Wear whatever you want, you know I can fight."

୨୧― Adores how clueless you are on so many things

୨୧― Loves the way he sticks out like a sore thumb in your room; completely covered in pink decorations and plushies

୨୧― Pays you random visits through your window just to see you in your skimpy night gowns

Stu ⁀➷

୨୧― Instantly fell in love with the way you carried yourself and didn't seem to care what others thought of the way you dressed

୨୧― Loves helping you pick out your outfits

୨୧― Buys you things he'd think you'll like whenever he's out

୨୧― Does not care how revealing you dress, if anything he encourages it and lives for it

୨୧― Begs you to let him pick out your next nail design

୨୧― Keeps an eye on you at gatherings and parties just to make sure no one gets handsy

୨୧― Loves gossiping with you, always comes up to you with something like, "You will not guess what I overheard in class today" in such a dramatic tone

୨୧― Defends you like his life depends on it whenever someone says something negative about the way you dress

―୨୧⋆ ˚ welcome !

hi! my name is rosie, i go by she/her prns and i like to write ! i mostly write for josh hutcherson characters but im willing to branch out if you ask and i’m familiar with the character<3 i love getting dms from new friends and moots so dont be afraid to interact !!! pls be aware that i do write some nsfw from time to time.

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things i will NOT write: ddlg/sexual age regression, scat, water sports, somnophilia, cnc, pet play

things i will write about: basically anything else that’s not mentioned above, feel free to send anything else that’s not listed, worst case scenario is that i simply wont respond ^_^

requests are open !!

masterlist

poly billy x stu x reader

knife play

this IS in fact NSFW content

currently taking requests

smut

possessive

Billy watched you from afar sitting at a table with stu, you were talking to some asshole who was leaning in close acting as if he couldnt hear you. All the while you were supposed to be meeting your boyfriends for a lunch date. They watched you laughing at something that most likely wasnt even funny. Stu looked at billy with a smirk while holding his head in his hand with his elbow on the picnic table. Billy's expression was hard and clearly irritated. He couldnt decide if he wanted to gut the pretty boy standing before you, scolled you for talking to him, or make it known that you arent available. maybe, all of the above. You snuck a glance at your boys who sat no more than 10 feet from you and the nameless boy. stu shook his head smirking and knowingly. You realized you didnt even care to ask this boys name to begin with. But you still played your game when your eyes met with the cold stare of your always somber boyfriend. Billy was unamused with whatever you were doing. you combed a piece of your hair behind your ear and grabbed the boys bicep and smiled with a little flirty giggle leaving your lips. you told him you had to leave though you clearly werent listening to a thing he said in the first place. you made your way to the handsome boys sitting together in the shade. you smiled cheekily, "so, whats for lunch?" you asked in an upbeat cheerful tone.

"Mm i dont know (y/n), I think billys upset." Stu laughed looking at his hands. your eyes met with billys, whos stare was stil as empty and cold as it had been before.

"I think its time to go." He glared through you.

"But we didnt even eat." Stu whined

"Well, you can blame (y/n) for that." He looked at you through the hair that hung just at his eyebrows.

"oh nice goin (y/n), you just HAD to play games." Stu groaned. You internaly grinned because you knew you did this on purpose. You stood from the bench seat and quietly walked a small distance behind the two boys and you could easily feel the tension. You slid into the middle seat of their truck and sat silently. You knew there would be some kind of reprecussion for the game you played with them. You know stu caught on but billy falls for this every time. your hands sat in your lap as billy dove you three back to your shared home. the car ride was completely silen aside from the loud, bitter huffs escaping your boyfriends mouths. As Billy pulled into the driveway your heart started thumping a bit faster, rather nervous for whatever would take place when you stepped inside and closed the door. Stu got out of the passenger side and allowed you to step out. You lead the way into the house and after the boys came in behind you, you heard th door slam with a thud, causing you yo jump a bit.

"Bedroom. Now." billy spat as you looked at him with your big eyes. you gasped at his tone and slowly walked up the stairs to your shared bedroom. You werent sure what to do, so you just stood quietly waiting for your boyfriends to repremand you for your earlier actions. Your palms grew hot and sweaty as yu heard two sets of foot steps inch closer to the closed bedroom door. you felt your jaw clench a little as the doorknob twisted and the brown wooden door was flung open, revealing your boyfriends in just their jeans. They held their t-shirts in their hands and looked at you over their eybrows expectingly. you furrowed your own brows and cockedyour head to the side. Billy clearly annoyed, and Stu with his big dumb grin, move closer to you causing you to step back towards the larger bed. You felt your legs tap the plush bedding and you wathed nervously as your boyfriends took longer strides in your direction and a lump formed inyour throat. you could never actually be afraid of them, you know they wouldnt hurt you on any actual level but they were unpredictable. you felt billys breath as he spoke inches fromyour face.

"I dont know stu, maybe we should teach our little (y/n) a lesson about getting the attention of other boys." His voice was a low growl and it fanned over your face. your breathing hitched as he chuckled leaning closer with his breath to your ear. You felt a hand flat on your chest and a light pressure as you fell back on the black duvet. Stu stood over you grinning.

"Gee Billy, look at her lying there helpless." His words sentshivers up yur spine. Billy holding his white tee in his hands he grabbed your wrists and tightly tied the cotton material around them. he held your hands above your head as he leaned over you to whisper in your ear,

"(y/n), (y/n), (y/n), what are we gonna have to do to teach you not to play around like that?" His voice is low and raspy. His breath in your ear caused a wave of arousel to take over in the pit of your stomach causing your legs to flinch and squeeze together. The boys both chuckled and shook their heads at you. Billy now standing upright next to stu, with a never ending smirk splayed across his face. Your face lightly fkushed, blushing pink. Stu dropped his sweater to the floor, reaching into his back packet, his eyes never leaving yours or your body, he pulled his hand back into view to reveal a long hunting knife. Your eyes widened and the boys laughed in your face.

"You see, we're exhausted with the games." Billy breathed, taking the slender knife from stu's hands.

"yeah, man. watching you mess with our heads. It makes us crazy dontcha know, (y/n)?" Stu laughs loudly while pacing back and forth bedside. Your stomach tightens at his words. Billy watched you as he slowly ran the cold blade flat from your throat down to your hips, watching you intently as your body twitched at the swift movement of him removing the knife. he pressed the tip of the knife to his lips and ooked at stu,

“Think we should gut her?" He asked quirking an eyebrow at the tall boy standing next to him.

“lets see what she thinks, billy." your boyfriends looked to your eyes and you were falteringright under their gaze. Just the mere looks they were giving you were enough to cause heat.

"You know i love watching you squirm." The boys joked Billy used the knife to trace up the front of your thigh and grinned when he reached the end of your shorts he used the blade, and in one swift motion his wrist flicked and your shorts were now lying next to you.

"did you just cut them off of me?" You questioned.

"no, no, no, You dont get to ask questions, (y/n)." Billy growled in a low tone.

"Yeah, baby! You blew it!" Stu exclaimed. You knew they were gonna make you pay for always purposely talking to guys when you know itll piss billy off. You just couldnt help it, it always leads to something like this and you loved it. You were lying on the bed with your hands above your head with your tanktop lifted to just above the belly button and your lacey black panties. the boys gawked at you as your head fell back against the mattress. They planned on teasing you for awhile to teach you a lesson but they had a better idea. Billy handed the knife to stu and they simply exchanged a knowing look between eachother. Stu kneeled down on the bed next to you hlding the knife just at your throat. you groaned as the cold metal brushed your skin. He slid the blade lightlyover your skin down to your top and whispered,

"let's remove this shall we?" It was more a statement than a question, though. He cut the top right down the middle just halfway right below your now exposed breasts. Billy climbed on top of you straddling your body leaning in slightly just to use his hands and teeth to tear your shirt the rest of the way. You were now just in your panties and you could feel your heat throbbing.

"Our own little slut, look at her. clothes torn off and she's dripping." Billy spoke as he brushed his hands ever so slightly over the lace of your panties.

"We could kill her and this little whore would be wet." He growled, amused. Billy stood, removing his body from yours, Stu not far behind. The two boys removed their pants quickly, and walked slowly back to the bed, where you await your 'punishment'. Billy turned you so your head was hanging slightly over the foot of the bed and stu climbed between your legs. Stu used the hunting knife to remove what was left of your clothing as billy stood infront of you massaging your neck. As stu held the knife at the center of your chest the boys shared a smirk and billy parted your lips for a swift kiss. Stu using his long fingers to massage over your sex, causing you to release a moan into billys mouth, driving the boys crazy. and with that billy pulled away standing up, holding either sides of your throat in his hands, he slid the length of his cock into your mouth as stu slid himself into your cunt. you tried to grasp for anything with your tied hands resting on your stomach, as the boys thrust deeper into you. you felt a slight pinch in your wrist,

"now, dont get wreckless, (y/n) baby, or ill cut you again." Stu growled deeply, Causing you to moan onto billys cock, making him slide deeper into your throat. fucking the length of your neck while he cradled your head in his hands, and your mouth held open to let him take what he wanted. Your taller boyfriend thrusting deeper and deeper into your sex with his own groaning, he slid the knife down your body and right above your clit is where he stopped. And you whined slightly. Billy removed himself from your mouth causing you to gag slightly. Next thing you know youre turned over in the doggy position and youre facing Stu now. Billy grabbed a fist full of your hair and pulled your head back. Stu handed your boyfriend the black handled blade and billy let it drag down you spine as stu griined at you. Billy pushed himself inside you from behind, making you yelp with pleasure as his hand pulled your head back one more time and pushed you forward. stu grabbed your cheeks and steadied himself lining his own cock up with your pretty little mouth. you leaned on youre forearms as stu sat on the bed and taking your hair from billys hand into his own,he groaned groaned as billy thrusted into you hard causing you to throw your mouth onto stu. Billy helping you bob your head with every thrust making you go deeper onto stus hard cock. Billy throwing himself into you as he groweled sliding the knife down the back of your thigh and under your heat to make the metal meet with your clit. he used the knife to rub circles in you making you moan loudly.

"Oh, does our slut like that?" Billy cooed, making a moan fluster from your open mouth. As billy pounded into you harder, He ordered you to cum, causing your walls to tighten around his cock and several moans to leave your mouth as you detached your from stu. billy dropped the knife to the floor, holding your hips tightly in his grip, pounding into you making you scream out curse words into the air. billy pulled himslef out of your throbbing cunt as he came, releasing his cum on your ass and lower back you chuckled slightly looking up at stu with pleading eyes, as billy picked the knife up from the floor. He climbed onto the bed picking you up and sitting you on your boyfriends throbbing cock. As you were facing stu, billy held the now warm, wet blade to your throat as he pulled the shirt from your lightly bleeding arms, and pulled them behind your back with his free hand. Stu placed his hands on your hips, and as a loud moan escaped your pursed lips, the boys bounced you up and down on stus cock as you tried not to be too loud, billy leaned in and whispered in yur ear,

"Are you gonna do it again, baby?" You violently shook your head no as stu pounded into you from below.

“Good girl, (y/n)." He spoke in your ear, causing you to come undone all over again, heavy breathing and moans leaving you as stu lifted you off himself, Billy sitting you on the bed between them as stu finished. The three of you pale and pink all at once, heavy breathing.

Billy chuckled, “I know you do that shit on purpose, baby girl."

“And you do fall for the game every time." Stu snickered locking eyes with Billy. You looked at your boyfriend with your big orbs and kissed each of them before billy pulled you down between them, cuddling into a hot ball of sweat and lust. You were content with how the plan went, still a little hungry for actual food though. You sighed deeply snuggling into your boyfriends. As if he could read your mind stu piped up with the suggestion of ordering pizza.

REQUESTS

my requests are open anon and non anon

i will write nsfw content for 18+

i’ll write for ANY SLASHER

but i’ll also wrote for non slashers just ask i’ll do them all 🙃

i also do character mood boards x zodiacs and stuff

Can you write some billy Loomis nsfw halloween party headcannon thing?

I think i went overboard it’s my first set of these things. i wanted to keep it gender neutral but it’s hard with nsfw content sometimes and you didn’t specify and i am always willing to do another one if it’s not what you wanted BUT HERE YOU GO

NSFW BILLY LOOMIS B E L O W

•He picked you up at your house later than necessary, and you were wearing the tightest costume.

•He thought you looked so good he almost decided to turn the car off and take you back inside.

•When you got to the party he distanced himself to find his best friend, Stu. Kinda pissed you off. (not bc u hate stu but like ur boyfriend d i t c h e d)

•You decided you’d go for the petty factor and chat up a mildly attractive boy across the room for Billy.

•Drink in your hand you giggled and grabbed his forearm pretending to steady yourself.

•You took a peek over at your visibly disgruntled boyfriend who held a beer in his hand as he watched you with furrowed brows.

•You can’t fool him, he knows exactly what you’re doing.

•You turned back to the boy, whose name you weren’t even bothered with and forced out another laugh. Not even knowing what he said.

•Billy was watching you frustrated. As he watched the douche leaned in as if he hadn’t heard whatever you had said.

•You were too busy pretending to listen to this guy you hadn’t even noticed Billy removed himself from the couch he was on, leaving his drink behind.

•Next thing you know, there’s a hand wrapped around your bicep and you’re being pulled through the crowd.

•You knew it was billy by the way his hands felt against your skin.

•He pulled you into a dark room and quickly flipped the light switch on, you were Stu’s back bathroom. Billy brought you back there a few times.

•He lifted you onto the counter and kissed you harsh. “You like when you get pissy, (y/n)?”

•The way your name left his lips, in a low growl made a small moan slip past yours as he kissed and nipped your neck, leaving light marks.

•His lips trailed down to your chest as you let out a shaky breath.

•Your breathing getting harder and faster as one hand grabbed at your chest and he ran the other up your thigh. His hand playing with the thin fabric of your panties.

•Your head retched back as his thumb rubbed over your clit through the lace.

•Billy latched his lips to yours once more before kneeling on the floor, spreading your legs gently.

•He traced kisses up one of your legs and gripped your other thigh with one of his hands.

•You raked your fingers through your boyfriends dark, slightly greased hair as another moan fell from your plump, pink lips.

•You could feel his warm breath against your heat through your panties and your head fell forward.

•“Oh come on baby don’t fall apart on me so quick.” His mumble was against your cunt and your fingers gripped the hair at the nape of his neck.

•“Fuck Billy, please.” You begged him to do ANYTHING at this point.

•He pulled your panties to the side and pressed his thumb against your bare clit and slid his middle and ring finger into your cunt with ease.

•Curling his fingers up into your g spot you let out a slight grunt. Tugging at his hair with both of your hands.

•Billy held you steady on the counter with one hand placed on your hip and one of your own legs over his shoulder.

•He rubbed small circles into your clit and pumped his fingers into you repeatedly.

•He quickly removed his hand from your heat and held your leg open steady, replacing his hand with his tongue against your throbbing heat.

•Billy flicked his tongue against your clit as you ground your hips forward into his face just a little.

•“Oh, fuck Billy.” You squeaked out in between deep breaths and heated moans.

•He sucked at your clit and placed to fingers into you pumping slowly at first as he used his mouth to stimulate you even more.

•His fingers hitting your g spot every time they were pushed into you, causing your legs to shake and your moans to get louder as you were getting closer to reaching your high.

•“C’mon baby girl cum for me.” Billy’s low growl against your throbbing heat was more than enough to finish you off.

•His tongue continued to slide against and flick your clit as you came undone in the grasp of your boyfriends mouth.

•He helped you ride out the high, slowing his tongue to a gentle flick, making your toes curl in your flats.

•Your hands clasped around his neck as they fell from his hair, and he knew you were done.

•He used a guest towel to wipe his mouth and looked at you with a smirk.

•“You’re mine, you know that right?” He spoke in a whisper towering over you peering at you with his big brown eyes.

•You looked up at him with flushed cheeks and nodded.

•“Good girl, (y/n)” He whispered and kissed your lips.

•He leads you out of the bathroom where that douche was apparently waiting for you right outside the door

•Billy shot him a smirk and you cling to your boyfriend's arm and looked at him unapologetic.