Scream 1 - Blog Posts

An Accidental Distraction

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--A small thing that expanded into a big thing--

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|Lees - Billy, Stu & Randy -- Lers - Stu & Randy|

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FT - Sidney & Tatum

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Mentioned - Casey, Steve, the police, & Principal Himbry

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TW!!: Sensitive topcis, Mentions of murder, Gore related mentionings, Uncomfortable topics

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Ships Included - Billy x Stu (Crushes) Sidney x Billy (Dating) Stu x Tatum (Dating) & Stu x Billy x Randy (Crushes Eventually)

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Arthur Himbry, the principal of Woodsboro High School, was announcing to all the students who were outside of the front yard. Talking about how he loves them and wants them to be safe, and they should return home. Billy, Sidney, Tatum, Stu, and Randy were all eating, sitting on the fountain. It was summer, so is was quite hot outside. Everybody was doing their own thing, not paying attention to anyone else. Billy was lying down, Sidney sitting up between her boyfriends legs. Stu was next to Sidney, his girlfriend, Tatum beside him as well. Randy was sitting next to Tatum on the other end of the fountain. There was silence for a few minutes before Tatum spoke up

"What kind of questions did they ask you, Sid?" "They asked me if I knew Casey." Sidney said, softly. She was still shaken up. "They asked me that, too." Tatum nodded as a guy with a bike flew past them. Some people were already walking or driving home. Either by their bikes, scooters, parents cars, or the bus. Stu turned his head to Billy with a little grin. "Hey, did they ask if you like to hunt?" "Yeah, they did. Did they ask you?" Billy responded, throwing something in the food he didn't like in the fountain as Randy threw a grape up in the air to try and catch it in his mouth. "Hunt?" Tatum questioned, confused, looking at Stu. "Why would they ask you if you liked to hunt?" "Cause their bodies were gutted." Randy responded, leaning in a little as Billy sat up a little to get comfortable. "Thank you, Randy." He responded coldly. "They didn't ask me if I like to hunt." Tatum responded, upset a little. "Cause there's no way a girl could've killed 'em." Stu said, picking up a grape. Tatum chuckled, looking at Stu. "That is so sexist. The killer could easily be female. Basic Instinct." Randy rolled his eyes, not amused. "That was an ice pick. Not exactly the same thing." "Yeah, Casey and Steve were completely hollowed out." Stu agreed. "And the fact is, it takes a man to do something like that." Stu also explained, smiling again bit. "Or a man's mentality." Tatum responded, rolling her eyes, a tad bit annoyed. Sidney, who was quiet almost the whole time, spoke up. "How do you... gut someone?" Sidney's voice was shaking and teared filled. It was a rhetorical question, but Stu gave her the answer. "You take a knife, and you slit 'em from the groin to sterum." Noticing Sidney's discomfort, Billy sat up. "Hey, it's called tact, you fuck rag." Billy said, his tone defensive. Sidney spoke up, "Hey, Stu, didn't you used to date Casey?" "Yah, for like, two seconds." Stu answered with a chuckle. "Before she dumped him for Steve." Randy leaned into Tatum's and Stu's personal space before leaning back to his regular position. With that explanation, Tatum turned to Stu, offended. "I thought you dumped her for me?" "I did, he's full of shit." Stu confirmed, his smiling faltering as his eyes slightly narrowed towards Randy's direction. "And are the police aware you dated the victim?" Randy asked, onto Stu's case already. Stu grinned. "Hey, what're you saying? That *I* killed her?" "It's would certainly improve your high school "Q". Randy pointed out, mockingly. "Stu was with me last night, okay?" Tatum leaned into Stu who wrapped his arm around her shoulder, grinning still. "Yeah, I was." Randy snorted out a scoff. "Ooh.. was that before or after he SLICED and DICED?" Randy exaggerated his point a little. Billy had his arms wrapped around Sidney to comfort her a little, but she leaned forward to signal for him to let go, which he did, avoiding everyone's gaze, they both looked uncomfortable

"Fuck you, nutcase. Where were you last night?" Tatum asked, sounding offended. "Working, thank you." Randy said with sass. "Oh, at the video store? I thought they fired your sorry ass." Tatum snapped back, going back to the time where Randy had punched a customer because they talked shit about Halloween, his second ever favorite horror movie. Not to mention he didn't even like the kid, so it worked out. "Twice." He grinned, popping a blueberry in his mouth. He thought back to the second time where he got fired. He said he changed but ended up arguing with a grown adult saying that in "Mimic" Dr. Susan Tyler was played by Paula Prentiss instead of Mira Sorvino. "...I didn't kill anybody." Stu mumbled. Billy looked over at Stu. "Nobody said you did." Stu looked over at Billy, a little genuine smile on his face. "Thanks buddy." "Besides, it takes a man to do something like that!" Randy mocked, impressioning Stu from earlier. Stu chuckled, a little pissed off. "Yo, I'm gonna gut your ass in a second, kid." "Tell me something," Randy stood up "did you really put her liver in the mailbox? 'Cause I heard they found her live in the mailbox next to her spleen and her pancreas." Randy mentioned, speaking in a weird clown pitched voice. Sidney just felt sick to her stomach and uncomfortable. Tatum threw a grape at him, which made him lean back. "Randy, you goon fuck! I'm trying to eat here!" Sidney grabbed her stuff, wanting to leave already. "She's getting mad, right." Stu said as Randy sat back down and grabbed a grape. "You better "liver" alone." Stu said, giggling at his own joke a bit. Sidney sighed and kissed Billy's cheek before walking away. "Sid-- wait!" Tatum got up too, grabbed her bag and running after Sidney. "Liver alone!" Stu joked, laughing as Billy just sat next to him with an aggravated sigh, smacking his arm. "Liv-- ow! "Liver. Liver!" It was a joke!" Stu said, all offended. "Wasn't a good one if those two got up and left." Randy shot back. "Sidney was uncomfortable so she left. Tatum was annoyed from *you*. There's a difference, cock sucker." Billy said, jabbing a finger at Randy, defending Stu. Stu just giggled at the name for Randy. "Oh what? Protecting your little smiles over there?" Randy snapped at Billy. "Oh, I'll give you--" Stu tackled Randy on the grass. Billy's eyes widened a little. "Woah, Stu--" "Calm down, I won't hurt em. I'll just give 'em SOMETHING to smile about!" Stu grinned. "Wait-?! Let me g-- AH-!" Randy squealed once Stu squeezed his sides

"Pfft-- Stuhuhu-!" Randy giggled, holding Stu's wrists. "Oh my go... Stu... seriously?" Billy asked, disappointed yet embarrassed. "What? Better then hurting the kid, no?" He laughed, digging his fingers into Randy's sides. "Oho my-- stahahap!" Randy squealed, trying to push Stu's hands off. "Tickle tickle tickle! Who's a giggly little bubble?~" Stu teased, moving his hands over to Randy's stomach. "NOHO-! Stuhu! Naha-- STAHAHAHAP!!" Randy squirmed the best he could. "Me? Stop? You don't seem to understand, dummy!" Stu grinned, squeezing Randy's stomach. "GOHOHOD DAHAHAHAMMIT!!!" "Oooh, squeezing seems to be effective! I got your belly! Yeah, I do! Haha!" Stu teased, laughing. "OHO MY-- BIHIHIHIHILLY HEHEHEHEHELP!!" Randy squealed, reaching a hand out for Billy. Billy couldn't help but let a chuckle slip. "Left yourself open, bud." Once Billy said that, Stu's hand shot up to Randy's underarms. "AHAHA-! NOOOHO! JEHEHEHEHERKS!! *squeal*" "I'm not doing anything... it's Stu." Billy said. "Yeheah! It's me!" Stu giggled. "Hmm... hey Randy, if you really wanna get him, go for his thighs." Billy requested as Stu looked at him. "Billy...--" Stu then squealed as Randy squealed his thigh. Randy easily switched up the tables as he had Stu under him this time. "OHO-- TRAHAHAHAHAHAITOR! BIHIHIHIHILLY!! *hic*" Stu laughed his ass off. "Oh, he hiccups?! Damn!" Randy laughed before digging his fingers into Stu's ribs. "NAHAHAT THEHEHERE-!" Stu covered his eyes with his arm. "Open spot!" Randy dug his thumb in Stu's underarm "*hic* PLEHE-! NOOOHOHO!!" "Ooh, you're just a walking tickle spot, huh?" Randy pointed out with a laugh. "STAHAHAHAP!!" Stu had tears pricked in the corners of his eyes. "Alrigh, lay off the man." Billy rolled his eyes. Randy shrugged and rolled over to the side, sitting up. "Dumbasses." Billy sighed, walking over to them to grab his bag. Stu and Randy looked over at each other before grinning. Stu grabbed Billy's arm and pulled him down in between him and Randy. "AAH-! Ugh! What gives, you ass fucks?!" Billy groaned, sitting up and rubbing his head. "...What's with the--" Billy got caught off by Stu targeting his sides and Randy with his waist

"PfF-! WAHAHAIT-! G-GUHUHUhuhuhuys!!" Billy giggled, curling up a little. "Huh, I've never seen him so giggly before." Randy pointed out. "Yeah, we alllllways have tickle fights when we were younger, isn't that right, Bubbles?" "STUHUHU-!" Billy's giggles got louder as he covered his face to hide the redness. "Bubbles?! Hah! Billy, who knew you were so soft for nicknames?" Randy teased, going for his ribs. "OHO MY GOD NOOOHOHO!!" Billy snorted, his feet kicking a little. "Tickle tickle tickle, Bubbles!" Randy teased, Billy's face getting redder "PLEHEHEASE!- NOOOHOHOHO!! *squeak*" Randy and Stu gasped. "You can SQUEAK?!" Stu laughed in disbelief. "Oh, my gohod-! Stu, you didn't know?" "No! When did this squeaky occur, Bubby Billy?" Stu nuzzled Billy's cheek. "STUHU!!" Billy was just embarrassed as fuck. "Ticklish cheeks? Wowwww! Tough Billy being sensitive?" Randy laughed. Billy just laughed, shaking his head. Randy and Stu chuckled before looking at each other. "Ya think he's had enough?" Randy asks Stu. "Heh, for now, yeah." Stu smiled and shrugged as they stopped. Billy had phantom giggles as he lied down in the grass. "You-- hehe-! You two suhuck!" Stu and Randy laughed before lying down next to him. "That's our power, Bubby!" Stu teased. "Is this just an ongoing thing now?.." Billy asked with a little smilez shaking his head. "Definitely!" Randy rolled over on his side, resting his head on his arm. This was a good distraction from the world... more happier than Stu and Billy honestly felt today. It was... nice.

💙End❤️

rip tatum you would've loved amber

Ghostface my beloved

I really liked scream (1996) ok???

"I wanna make you my final girl."

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

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

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

w.c. - 1.3k

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

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

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

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

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

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

"So, where's Tatum"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I'm pretty sober"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"After your done fucking with her."

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

"Billy, you never share~" Stu playful whined

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

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

"Whats your favorite scary movie?"

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

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

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

w.c. - 1.7k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I'm not Stu, darling."

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

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

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

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

"Wanna play a game?"

"Do I even have a choice?" Randy muttered

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

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

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

"It's Tony"

"Wow, You really do know your stuff."

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

"Peter"

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

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

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

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

"Answer the fucking question, Randy."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Good Boy~" you cooed at him

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

His face was red, pure red.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"F-fuck" he moaned out.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"D-damn," he groaned.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I hope you could write Stu/Sid. It's a very underrated pair in the fandom and I'm not a big fan of the overrated Stu/Billy.

My idea is Sid not liking Billy anymore and Stu easily wins her over by being a better boyfriend.

Answered this here!

Request from anon;

I hope you could write Stu/Sid. It's a very underrated pair in the fandom and I'm not a big fan of the overrated Stu/Billy. My idea is Sid not liking Billy anymore and Stu easily wins her over by being a better boyfriend.

This request is from early October, we're so sorry it took so long to write! We got a little carried away with the buildup on this one, but we hope it lives up to your imagination! 1,985 words.

Sidney felt bad even thinking these things, but she couldn’t help but feel that Billy wasn’t the same anymore. He used to be so warm, supportive, but a few months after her mother’s death, he seemed to pull away. She had initially assumed that he was giving her time to grieve, but when she would ask to hang out or come over, he always had some sort of excuse. They made a little bit of sense in the beginning, but eventually he began to only say things like he was “too tired” or “not in the mood”. She had even tried to use her body as a way to grab his attention, but Billy seemed uninterested. Tatum had come over for a sleepover, and she brought Stu with her. Sidney had invited Billy and he claimed he would try to make it, but she didn’t have her hopes up. The three friends were sitting on Sidney’s couch, watching some horror flick, when Tatum spoke up; “So, where’s Billy?” She asked, popping her gum. Stu perked up, looking over. “Yeah, did you invite him?” “I did,” Sidney sighed. “He said he would try to make it but he didn’t make any promises.” Tatum frowned. “He hasn’t been coming to any of our hangouts. Do you guys even hang out anymore?” “He’s just busy...” Sidney says, rubbing the back of her neck. “I should beat his ass,” Tatum scoffed. “Look, we’ll call him right now and if he doesn’t get over here right now, I say you drop him. He’s been practically ignoring you for months now.” “Maybe...” Sidney shrugged, nearly jumping out of her skin when Stu jumped up, reaching for the phone. “I got it! He won't turn down his best man,” he proclaimed, grinning as he punched in the numbers before holding the phone up to his ear. The girls stayed silent as the phone rang and rang and clicked, indicating Billy had picked up. “Hey! Are you coming to the sleepover? We miss you~.” Stu said, his tone playful. “We’re watching scary movies, c’mon! You have to, we have snacks.” He was silent before speaking once more. “Yes! Hurry up.” The he slammed the phone down. “He’s heading over!” “Of course.” Tatum rolled her eyes. “He should have come when Sid asked.” “It’s alright, at least he’s coming,” Sidney shrugged, smiling sheepishly at Stu. “Thanks, Stu.” “No prob, Sid!” He patted her head, making her blush slightly as he plopped on the couch next to her so they could resume the movie.

Nearly an hour later, Billy pushed his way into Sidney’s house, scaring the shit out of the three huddled on the couch currently watching Nightmare on Elm Street. “What the fuck, Billy! Why didn’t you knock?!” Tatum shouted. Billy just stared at her for a moment before looking at Stu and Sidney. “I’m here, why’re you upset?” He scoffed, narrowing his eyes. Stu grinned up at him. “Grab some chips and sit, man, we’re almost done with this one.” He gestured to the T.V. screen. “You can pick the next one, too,” Sideny added softly, scooching closer to Stu so Billy has room to sit. Billy nodded once, grabbing a bag of chips and quickly going through the movies before pulling out In the Mouth of Madness and then sitting in between Sidney and Tatum with a loud sigh. Tatum eyed him, glaring. “Jeez, you didn’t have to come, asshole.” She snarked, crossing her arms. Billy ignored her, leaning back, throwing his arm over Sidney’s shoulders, making her jump. “Why’re you so jumpy? Relax.” Billy looked Sidney over once, frowning. She laughed sheepishly, shrugging and turning back to the movie.

Billy was gone by the time everyone else wakes up. “I don’t get his problem, Sid, it’s like someone rammed a huge stick up his ass,” Tatum ranted as she brushed her hair. Stu peeks his head in the doorway. “You think he’s cheating?” He asked, eyes wide, hand over his mouth. Sidney frowned softly. “I hope not.” She stared down at the counter for a second before looking back up at Tatum. “Do you think he is?” “He better fucking not be,” Tatum scoffed. “I’ll kill him.” Sidney smiled. “Well, he’d better watch out, then.” “Don’t worry, Sid, you got us!” Stu marched over, wrapping his arms around Sidney and spinning her around, making her scream. “He’s a dickbag, but I’ll talk to him, yeah?” He added once he set her down.

It didn’t get better. In fact, Sidney could conclude that it had only gotten worse. Even Stu couldn’t get him to come to their hangouts anymore, not that he was really trying at this point. He saw how down Sidney got when Billy was around and simply stopped actually inviting him. Who needed him around, anyways? She seemed happier with him. And Tatum, of course, but that was a given. She was sweeter with him, too. Who needed Billy?

“Sidneyyy~!” Stu called out from the porch, obnoxiously knocking on the door without stopping. “I’m coming, quit!” Sidney shouted, hurrying down the stairs to open the door. “Jeez...” “I brought dip!” Stu thrust it in her face, showing her a tub of queso and a tub of guac. “My mom made ‘em cuz we had family over last night.” “Oh, cool.” Sidney said, dodging to avoid a broken nose. “Just set them on the counter, Tatum should-” The phone rang, interrupting her train of thought. “Come in, I’ll be right back.” She told Stu as she went to answer the phone. “Hello, Prescott-” “Sid! I’m gonna be late, my dad’s pissed about my grades...” Sidney slammed the phone down with a huff. “I’m done with him.” She declared, marching into the kitchen. Stu turned around blinking. “What happened now?” He asked, tongue flicking out to catch a stray drop of queso, cocking his head to the side. “He’s not coming again because apparently his dad is upset about his grades.” Sidney scoffed. “Bullshit!” Stu shouted. “His dad doesn’t give a fuck about that stuff.” He crossed his arms. “That’s what I’m saying.” Sidney sighed. “Do you think he’s cheating on me...?” “Well,” Stu hesitated, scratching the back of his neck. “Maybe...?” Sidney was silent for a long moment. “That’s so stupid.” She eventually muttered, wrapping her arms around herself with a frown. Stu shuffled his feet, reaching towards her. “He might not be!” He tried, patting her head. “He’s just an asshole, you know?” “I’m still breaking up with him.” Sidney scowls.

“You really did it?!” Tatum practically screamed in Sidney’s ear on the walk to her house. Sidney winced, ducking her head. “Yeah... I don’t know if he took it well, but he didn’t, like, hit me or anything.” She said sheepishly. “He’d better not!” Tatum scoffed. “Stu’d beat him up, right?” She peeked over Sideny’s head at Stu who was walking on her other side. “Oh. Sure, yeah.” He nodded quickly, grinning. “Sure,” Sidney snorted. “I would!” Stu protested. “Anything for you, Sid~!” He said dramatically, making Sidney blush, rolling her eyes. “Go home, Stu.” She shoved his shoulder.

Stu had to admit it, he was thrilled Sidney had dumped Billy. She deserved so much better. She deserved him. Now he could make his move without it being weird! She already seemed inclined towards him, and how could he resist such a cute face?

“You want to come over again?” Sidney asked, looking puzzled as she pulled books from her locker. “Tatum won’t be there.” She added. “That’s fine!” Stu nodded, smiling. “We can study together.” “Alright.” Sidney shrugged, closing her locker. “I still have some snacks, so I think we’ll be okay in that department.” She said, beginning to walk to her next class. Stu nodded once more before heading to his own class. “See ya!”

“Look, here, see how the three is carried over here?” Sidney said, leaning over Stu’s paper. “Yeah...” He tried to pay attention to what she was saying, honest, but her shoulder was practically touching his. “Really? What am I talking about then?” She deadpanned, sitting up. “The- the math sheet!” Stu said quickly, looking up at her. “Okay, I think we’re done for today.” She rolled her eyes. “It’s been like two hours, anyways. Want something to drink?” “Apple juice?” Stu called as Sidney made her way to the kitchen, trying not to sound disappointed. “Got it,” Sidney called back, rummaging around in the kitchen before coming back out, two cups in hand. She handed one to Stu, who took it and slammed it in three gulps. “Jeez,” Sidney mumbled, sipping at her own cup. “What? It’s good!” Stu leaned back on his hands, cracking his back. “Wanna play a game or something?” Sidney raised a brow. “Don’t your parents expect you home for dinner?” “I guess.” Stu shrugged. “But it’s boring at home.” He added with a pout. “It’s really not. All I have is, like, a deck of cards.” Sidney ducks her head, avoiding eye contact. “We can play war!” Stu straightens out, leaning towards Sidney. “Wanna?” She blushed. “Sure.”

Tatum squealed into the phone, making Sidney jerk it away from her ear. “Really? He likes you?!” “Don’t sound so shocked,” Sidney snorted. “But yeah, haven’t you noticed? He’s all touchy and stuff.” “I did, I just didn’t want to say anything yet! He totally does!” Tatum giggled. “Wow, getting with your ex’s best friend... Sidney, how daring!” “Hey, I’m not- it's not like that!” Sidney said quickly, running a hand through her hair. “He just, like, hangs out at my house all the time...” “Oh, you totally like him back.” Tatum said decisively, causing Sidney to gasp into the microphone. “Hold on-!” She tried to interrupt, but Tatum kept going. “Nuh-uh! I see how you blush around him! Oh, you tramp! What will Billy think of this??” She rambled. “I don’t care what Billy thinks of this.” Sidney scoffed, rolling her eyes. “He made his decision.” “True,” Tatum mused. “So, are you going to tell him?” “What, Stu?!” Sidney balked. “No!” “Why not?! You two’d be so cute together!” Tatum whined. “Well, he should ask me out first.” Sidney says firmly. “Besides, what if I’m, like, imagining things?” “Girl, you are definitely not.” Tatum scoffed. “I’ll drops some hints, okay? You won’t be single for much longer!” “Tatum...”

“Tatum’s being weird,” Stu pointed out, leaning against the locker next to Sidney’s. She sighed. “Really...?” She stared at the book in her locker, trying to play this off. “Really really. Like, keeps telling me how lonely you are and stuff.” Stu snickered, leaning closer. “Well, you know Tatum...” she shrugged, blushing and quickly grabbing her book and slamming her locker shut. “I gotta get to class-” she ducked away quickly, leaving Stu in the dust.

Stu was waiting for her after school regardless. “Hey, Sid!” “Hi,” she mumbled, ducking her head. “Wanna go get ice cream?” He asked, cocking his head. “Yeah, sure.” She nodded, blinking in confusion when Stu held his hand out. “Your backpack,” he said for clarification. “Oh-!” She fumbled to take her backpack off, handing it to him. “Thank you.” Stu just smiled at her as they began to walk. It was short and they ordered, Stu offering to pay for Sidney’s. “So... you like me, huh?” He asked out of the blue, not even looking in Sidney’s direction, nearly making her choke on her ice cream. “Tatum told you?!” She managed to get out, wiping her mouth frantically. Stu snorted loudly, handing her another napkin. “No, but that just confirmed it!” Stu cackled. “It’s okay, I like you, too, Sid.” He patted her head, despite her current actions to hide her face. “Well, you better.” She huffed, earning another easy smile. “So, you’ll be my girlfriend?” He asked, eyes crinkled at the corners. “Yeah.” Sidney looked up, a sheepish smile on her lips.