#randy meeks imagines

[frsnkxie]

𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝟭𝟵𝟵𝟲 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁 𝘃𝗶𝘀𝘂𝗮𝗹𝘀 (𝗽𝘁 𝟮)

[𝗺𝘂𝗹𝘁𝗶 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿]

𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲𝘀: 𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀, 𝘀𝘁𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘆 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀, 𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺 𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘆, 𝘀𝘆𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘁𝘁

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗻𝘀𝗳𝘄, 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝟬𝗿𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀 (𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻)  

𝗦𝗧𝗨 𝗠𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗥

afternoon sex with stu

apologising to stu for flirting with billy  - pt 2

stu got some new handcuffs to play with

 you and stu try something new

𝗕𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗬 𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗦

billy introducing you to the wonders of the tongue+finger combo 

christening billy’s new car

billy punishing you for flirting with stu

road head

𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗬 𝗠𝗘𝗘𝗞𝗦

randy’s had a long day of dealing with billy and stu, he just really needs you

ice play w randy

making randy squirm while he meets your parents

just randy being an absolute service dom

𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗠 𝗥𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗬

a little vibration never hurt nobody

showing tatum she doesn’t need stu

‘see tatum? girls just do it better’

having a competition with tatum to see who can squirt first

𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗡𝗘𝗬 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗧𝗧

being sidneys first girl

being sidneys first makeout 

sidney sitting on your face 

you sitting on sidneys face

𝗠𝗨𝗟𝗧𝗜-𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥

relaxing with tatum, stu and billy

sleepover with sidney and tatum

sleepover with sidney and tatum pt 2

poly ghostface 

billy asks stu to drive for a bit (poly ghostface pt2)

[zapreportsblog]

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

❝wounded❞

✭ pairing : randy meeks x reader

✭ fandom : slashers

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

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

✭ slashers masterlist

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[final-girl96]

KILLER GEEK

What's coming after My Boyfriend's Back?

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

WARNINGS UNDER CUT!

Randy Meeks x Reader

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

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

Warnings:

OOC Randy (very OOC)

Unhinged Randy

Stu Macher (you already know)

Billy Loomis (you already know)

Possessive Behavior

Obsessive Behavior (maybe a little???)

Strong Language

Adult Content

Anxiety (a little)

Graphic Description of Death

Underage Drinking

Murder

Attempted Murder

Stalking

Kidnapping (Maybe???)

Dub-Con

CNC (maybe???)

Spanking

Hair Pulling

Knife Play (maybe???)

Cockwarming (maybe ???)

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

Oral Sex (both receiving)

Anal (maybe ???)

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

Choking

Pussy Slapping (maybe ???)

Edging

Begging

[queendeeshorrorimagines]

Smutty Valentines: Day Eleven

Prompt: "Is that the best you got"

Ghostface! Randy Meeks x Stu's sister! Reader

Fem! Reader

Warnings: scream 2 Era Randy, au where Billy and Stu were victims of Ghostface! Randy but reader doesn't know it at first (they were framed by Randy, reader does smoke (can be weed or cigarettes), enemies to lovers, reader becomes morally grey, fingering (fem recieving), allusions to sex.

The small house party gave a soft sense of nostalgia as you walked through the doors. Sydney was with a couple friends you barely knew- except for one, Randy Meeks. Your eyes looked at him as you fought between giving Sydney an excuse about leaving the party so soon and just trying to stay and avoid seeing Randy.

You tried everything throughout your years of knowing Randy to get along with him but with the effort you put with being civil, he puts in treating you like you're just like your older twin brother, stu. After years of talking to Sydney about your feelings about Randy hating you and her declining the whole thing, you eventually gave up trying to talk to the man you always had a crush on.

The summer after the Woodsboro killings, your parents took you on a vacation out of the country to help you with grieving the loss of your friends and brother. The party was to celebrate you coming back from your trip and the three of you- randy, Sydney, and you getting into Windsor.

It was obvious that you grew more into your body over the summer, your hair dyed to the color you wanted with a natural glow on your skin. The most damning evidence was how your eyes now looked dull, not the bright innocent ones everyone knew and loved.

"It's so nice to see you again. How are you holding up?"

Sydney happily greeted you with a gentle hug. It felt nice to know that you weren't completely hated by her for what your brother and her ex boyfriend took part in. Hugging back, you responded to her.

"Taking it one day at a time.. I can't change what happened, how have you been?"

Randy couldn't help but to stare at how beautiful you looked while talking to Sydney. You've always been attractive to the movie nerd but you looked much more like you, rather than being Stu's sister.

"Macher, I'm surprised that you're showing yourself around here. Given your brother slaughtered most of our friends."

Randy spoke out, causing Sydney to nudge his side in a scolding manner. Your body tenses up in response to him. You took a drink of your water as an attempt to keep yourself calm as you glared at the man in front of you.

"I don't know nor give a damn about what your issue is with me. I'm tired of you being a dick to me while all I try to be is nice to you. Here I always had feelings for you only to be treated like shit. I'm fucking sorry that I'm not Sydney and I'm Stu Macher's twin fucking sister.."

The tension between Randy and you was rather tense as your eyes meets his. There was a coldness behind Randy's eyes while you looked at him. It was as if he You told Sydney that you're going to get some air before walking out to the secluded back patio. Once you were outside, you pulled out a cigarette and lighter to smoke. Ever since what happened last year, you've secretly taken the nasty habit up whenever you needed to cope with the memories.

"Smoking kills, Macher."

Randy attempted to make a light hearted joke before sitting beside you on the concrete step. You offered him one as you looked ahead at the stars in the sky, taking a deep drag of your cigarette.

"And? If a cigarette is gonna kill me after what i went through, then that's a sick fucking joke"

You chuckled before putting it out onto the ground with the heel of your shoe. The silence was thick between the both of you before you suddenly feel Randy's chapped lips smashed against your lips in a deep kiss.

His hands eagerly roamed up you thigh, migrating towards underneath your skirt as your hands instinctively pulled Randy closer to your body. The faint taste of beer and gum filled you mouth as you feel him parting your legs slightly to give him more access.

Your hands lightly tugged at his messy hair as he broke away from the kiss, panting softly. His eyes were dark with lust as his fingers slid under your underwear, gathering your arousal from your slit before inserting a finger inside of you.

"If you ever talk to me like that again, I will gut you like a fish."

His voice was dark, dripping with a morbid lust as you saw the familiar knife from the holster on the band of his jeans. Your eyes widened in response, yet you couldn't help but to feel even more entranced with Randy.

"I know you'll keep my dirty little secret, wanna know why?"

His free hand moved to pull your face closer to his, his lips barely touching yours while speaking. His fingers found a steady rhythm while his calloused thumb lightly rubbed your sensitive clit. You asked him why in between soft moans.

"It's because you're in love with me. And I'm in love with you."

His pace picked up, causing your rational thoughts to be clouded with thoughts of lust. You leaned forward, kissing Randy's lips as an attempt to muffle your soft moans. Your orgasm came suddenly during the lip lock, causing you to pull him closer to you. He slowed down before pulling his hand from you.

"Is that the best you got? if not, we can leave this party and you can persuade me into keeing your secret."

You smirked, licking his digits clean of your arousal.

[iadoreneteyam]

I’m so sorry. I have not posted a fic since January and also haven’t been as active as I should be on here. In order to stop that I’m gonna list some of my drafts and their descriptions and I need you guys to tell me which one you want to see that way I can focus on that one instead of constantly switching projects. I need to know which story you guys want to see next so I won’t be working on so much at one time and to know what you guys want me to post cause it has been brought to my attention that I’ve posted once this year so far. I’m gonna name some of my drafts and I’ll just choose whatever is picked the most. 

  poly ghostface x reader 

my favorite scream queen- Stu and Billy go see a movie with reader in it and become major fanboys. 

  Billy Loomis 

Let me see you at your high- Billy basically becomes obsessed with reader. This story is basically Billy bitching about being with Sidney and how he wishes he was with reader. 

Loving You- Billy wants to be with reader but can’t get with her. 

   Stu Macher 

Trade- Stu and reader meet at lunch trading cookies. childhood friends to lovers. 

Stu- Basically what it’s like to have sex with him

   Randy Meeks 

College-shit- Randy and reader have sex at a party. 

[roadkillremi]

Catch Me.

Billy Loomis X F!Reader X Stu Macher

MasterList

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You run. I count to 15.".

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

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

"Found you."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Are you still wanting to play?"

You nodded, he backed away before standing up.

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

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

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

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

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

"It won't last long.".

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Done being a little bitch?"

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

"Did we go too rough?"

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

[tonixe]

"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.

[whoreofdilfs]

re-watching scream 1996 is not enough, i need billy and stu to fuck me

[emmalandry]

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Having your boyfriends tell you they finally want to try something new but they're not sure your little body can handle it. ;(

You swear up and down that you're a big girl and can take whatever they dish out to you in bed. But now here you are, cockdrunk and sobbing as their cocks pound in and out of your pussy at the same time.

You feel so full, it's a sensation you've never felt before. Your pussy is practically weeping at the stretch as you babble and mewl as drool rolls out of the sides of your mouth.

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SORRY, THIS ONES SO SHORT I DIDN'T REALLY HAVE TIME TO WRITE THIS ONE MWAH MWAH!

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[lexi0widow]

OH MY GOD- A WRITER WHO WRITES FOR STU? I’m in love. so, I’ve got a kinda silly ask, :3

so, Stu with a girlfriend who’s just- so touch starved. Like, if he hugs her? She’s melting in his embrace and not letting him move. she probably also really enjoys PDA because it makes her feel like he’s not ashamed-

(No- I’m totally not projecting, what gave you that idea-?)

ahhh this is so cute anon!!

STU MACHER x TOUCH STARVED READER

When Stu finds out you are touched starved he makes it his life goal to change that

Its now bros destiny to make you not touch starved

He loves you so so much and uses any excuse he can to be around you or touch you in any way possible

Wether its an arm around your waist or giving you a hug

Stu is not afraid to show you off at all

In face he loves it

Hes goes up to random people he doesnt know and is just like

‘Hey- you see that pretty girl over there? Isnt she beautiful? Yeah? Well shes mine so back off.’

Walks you to and from class

Loves to cuddle

Hes a cuddle bug im sorry but its true🤷‍♀️

KISSES

Kisses everywhere on the nose forehead hand cheeks lips literally anywhere he can reach at that point in time he will kiss

He loves holding your hand!!

Of course you are absolutely thriving in this affection

When you hug neither of you wanna let go first so you’ll both just be stood there for like 10 minutes waiting for the other to let go

He finds it so adorable when you literally melt into him

Hes also really proud of himself for making you feel comfortable around him

He just loves you a whole lot

Hes silly

But you love that hes silly <3

I hope this way okay!! Thank you so much for the request anon🫶🏻

[kaylinlmfao]

Fuck you

Type of piece(s): imagine, oneshot, drabble, series

Type(s) of writing: smut, angst, fluff, dark

Pairing(s): dom!yandere!ghostface!billy loomis x shy!sarcastic!sub!fem!reader x dom!yandere!ghostface!sidney prescott

Warning(s): non con/rape, dub con, knife play, overstimulation, murder, blood, swearing, violence, mommy kink, daddy kink, dacryphilia, blood kink, dirty talk, nipple play, praise kink, slight public sex, innocence kink, reader goes into sub space, choking, hairpulling, fingering (r receiving), face sitting (sidney receiving), floor sex, hate/angry sex, drugging, ownership kink

Summary: when reader finds out that her best friends are the ones who killed her parents and Tatum & Stu, reader feels more hate towards them than ever. But all they've ever felt is obsessed with her. So they keep her with them forever

A/N: this is my first fic and of course its dark as shit so beware. Give me some much needed feedback and let me know how y'all feel! (I listened to Teddy Bear & Tag You're It by Melanie Martinez for the beginning and Shameless by Camila Cabello during the smut scene. Just if you want, it helps make the story more vivid and lucid)

(Pics from Pinterest)

"Tate? Ready to go?" I yell up the stairs. "You're taking a trillion years Tatum!" "One sec!" She calls back down. "Jesus, Tate! Its just a party, not prom. Sid, come back me up!" "Tate, hurry up." Sidney says without even looking over so used to our arguing. I turn when I hear footsteps thudding down the stairs, Tatum ready to go. "Finally!" I groan, grabbing her hand to pull her out the door, where Dewey has been waiting in the car for like 30 minutes now. "Wait! How do I look, Y/N?" "Gorgeous, as always. Even if you show up in a ratty old house dress, you'd still look gorgeous. So I don't understand why you need an hour to get ready."

Tatum gives me a kiss on the lips as Sid walks over. "Its called preparation, Y/N." Tatum and I weren't dating but we've been best friends since kindergarten. We've kissed as friends since we were 13. Some of her boyfriends had a problem with it, but Stu didn't care. He knew Tatum and I were besties, nothing more. As we walked out the door, I didn't notice Sidney glaring at Tate in anger and jealously while we held hands.

We pulled into the street across from Stu's house as Dewey climbs out and opens the door for Sid. I slide out after her and Tate after me. "Be careful. I'll be over here, talking to Gale and looking around, ok?" "Yeah, ok Dewey boy." Tatum says, dragging me inside where Stu was greeting people at the door. "Y/N! Welcome to my humble castle." "Seriously Stu, don't put any effort into the theatrics." I smile, giving him a side hug as Tate and Sid walks in and I stay with Stu, greeting people as they walk in.

"Hey, Y/N! I'm going to grab a beer, you want one?" Tatum asks. "No, that's alright. Thanks anyways. Be careful." I tell her, turning back to continue my conversation with Stu about the recent kills that have been happening in Woodsboro. About 5 minutes later, Billy pops out of nowhere at the door. "Jesus Christ Billy boy. I'm gonna get you a cow bell or something so you can't sneak up on me anymore." I laugh, smiling and giving him a hug as I go to find Sid and Tate. "Hey Sid, have you seen Tatum anywhere?" "Um, no I haven't. You wanna come upstairs and breathe in peace without any screaming or anything?" "Sure" I say, bounding up the stairs.

I take a nice big deep breath as I flop down onto Stu's parents bed. "Thanks Sid. You always seem to know exactly what I need before I even know I need it." "I know babydoll. Its what I'm here for." I blush ay the nickname and just laugh it off. I can't help but get flustered at how she stands between my legs and looks down at me. No. I'm single and I'm not looking to mingle. I sit up quickly, looking up at Sidney. "Well thanks again Sid. I needed this but I should probably go downstairs, finish the movie, find Tate, y'know?" "Hmm" she nods. As I stand up, I realize she hasn't backed up. We're so close I can feel her everywhere, our lips inches apart. "Well, bye Sidney!" I call, bounding out the door.

So that was weird. I'll just find Tate and finish the movie. "Hey, Randy! Where is everyone?" I question him as I walk into the living room, seeing it empty. "Oh there was this phone call about Principal Himbry has been killed and is hanging from a football post or something." I jump onto the couch next to him. "You think its true?" I ask. "Maybe. I don't really care though. I just wanna finish the movie." "Alright." I nod, standing. "Where ya going?" "To find Tatum or Billy or Sid or Stu. I'll be right back." Randy's head jerks to look at me. "Kidding Rand. Kinda." "Jesus, Y/N." I laugh as I walk up the stairs to see if Tate and Stu are fucking in a room somewhere like they usually are.

I open the door to Stu's bedroom and walk in with my hand covering my eyes, just in case. "Stu? Tatum? Y'all in here." Suddenly, I hear a loud slicing sound and a gargled shout. "Y/N!" I move my hand and see the Ghostface killer in the mask and Sid laying stabbed on the bed. "Oh shit." I say, turning and running as the killer bounds over the bed towards me. "Motherfucker! I'm too young to die! Shit! Ow! Fuck you, you fucking bitch!" I scream as I run around the house, locking door and creating obstacles along the way. "I am way too out of shape for this shit! Can I have a headstart? Bitch! Randy! Stu! Billy! Tatum? Anybody? Fuck!"

I run into a room with a window and I lay the ironing board across the bottom of the door. "Asshole" I say, clamoring out of the window. I feel someone grab my shoulder as they try to pull me back in. "Bitch!" I yell, jumping as I swing my fist back, hitting them in the face. I groan as I roll off of the boat and land on the concrete. I look up at the garage door and scream and choke out a sob as I see my childhood best friend hanging, dead, from the garage door. I stand back up as I run to the news van parked outside. I bang on the door as the camera man, Kenny opens it and I climb in, slamming the door behind me. I look at the cameras set up and I see Ghostface creeping up behind Randy, preparing to stab him.

"Fuck! Move Randy! Move!" "Move kid!" Kenny jumps out of the van to go inside but I notice the front door is open. I watch the footage of the killer running outside, leaving Randy. "Shit! He's-" I'm cut off with a slicing sound as blood spurts from Kenny's neck. I scream and let out a string of curse words as I clamor out the back hole of the news van. I glance around, not seeing the killer but I see Dewey. "Dewey! Randy! He's inside! The killer is gone and I don't know where he went!" I yell, chest heaving, exhausted. "I knew I should've stayed home." The adrenaline is beginning to fade as I see Dewey walk out of the house. "Dewey! Did you-" I see a knife sticking out his back as he calls out, "run!" Before he collapsed. I see the killer standing behind him, pulls the knife out of Dewey's back and starts bolting towards me.

I start running again even though I want to lay down and cry. But I won't. I pick up speed as I think of my parents, who were also killed by Ghostface. I think about my sister, who is at home waiting for me. I think of Sidney, Billy, Tatum, Randy, and Stu. All for the people I love. After a few minutes, I slow to catch my breath and I see the van lights flashing. I wave my hands around and Gale swerves off of the road. What the fuck? I can drive better than that. Oh shit. Randy. He's still in the house. I start running back already on the brink of passing the fuck out. "Oh Randy. You better thank me for this later. I've never run this much except for the time where that big ass dog was chasing me."

I stop up at the porch and grab Dewey's gun out of his pocket, turning the safety off and pointing it as Randy and Billy come out of different directions. "Oh fuck, Y/N. We've gotta get the fuck outta here! I found Tatum and I think Billy killed her." "No I didn't, Y/N! You know me. Baby, give me the gun." He says, shoving Randy out of the way. "Back the fuck up Billy or I swear to God, I will blow your brains all over this front yard. You too Randy." They both start blabbering at once and I can't focus. "Fuck you both!" I say, slamming the door in their faces. They both continue banging on the door. "Go away! Please leave me alone." I shout, sliding down against the door, burying my head in my knees.

"Y/N?" I hear Sid ask before she tumbles down the stairs. "Oh shit. Sid, you're bleeding! Are you ok?" I ask, running over to help her. She hobbles to the door and holds her hand out. "Give me the gun. It's ok Y/N. I'm here now." I pass the gun slowly to her, no hesitation. That was my final mistake of the night. She opens the door and Randy comes flying in. "Holy shit. Billy's gone mad!" "We all go a little mad sometimes." Sidney turns with a smirk on her face as she shoots Randy in the shoulder. "Oh fuck." Randy says before he falls. "Sidney? What the fuck?" I yell, running over to help Randy seeing he's unconscious.

I turn and I start to run away before running straight into Billy's chest. "Billy please, help me!" He just looks down at me before pulling a voice changer and talking into it. "Surprise, Y/N." I look back at Sidney, who looks at me like what are you gonna do? Bitch. This is what the fuck I'm gonna do. I shove Billy out of my way and I run to the kitchen. Suddenly, Sidney pops out and points the gun at me. "Woah. Woah. Calm down there princess." I back slowly towards the counter. "You fucking bitches. Oh Jesus Chris. I'm so stupid. This is all my fault. My fault."

"Honestly, sweetheart. It is. We killed all these people for you. All for you. Your parents." I choked back a cry. "Your Tatum." Sidney adds. I let out a sob. "Why? What did I do to you?" "Well, princess. You hated your parents, so we got rid of them for you." "But I love Tate." "No! You don't love her. You love us." She told me, picking up the knife from Billy and tracing it down my cheek. The adrenaline from the nights events is wearing off and I begin to actually register what I've done. What I've seen. Sidney stands in front of me and Billy has his head on her shoulder.

"Why? Why me?" "Because we love you, sweetheart" I break down for the first time that night, falling into Sidney's arms as I sob. "Get away from me. Leave me alone. Please!" I start to hyperventilate as I think of Tatum and my parents being brutally murdered. And it was all my fault. My fault that Dewey was stabbed. My fault Randy was shot. I fall to my knees, sobbing. I'm having a panic attack. I haven't had one this bad since I got the news my parents were found. "In and out. In and out. Come on, Y/N. Breathe. In and out." I hear Tatum's voice guiding me as I calm myself.

I stand, looking at the two people who sat with me after my parents died, comforting me, helping me through it when in reality, it was them who caused it. All the pain I feel. It was them. I don't see friends anymore. I see targets. I grab a knife off of the counter and feel it in my hand. Can I really kill them? I love them. But not as much as I love Tatum. Or mom and dad. I don't see Billy so tackle Sid and pin her. Who knew wrestling would come in handy. I pin the knife to her neck and look at her. She's so much prettier up close. "You won't do it, baby girl. You can't." I press the knife down harder as she stares into my eyes.

"Do it."

I raise the knife then drop it with a loud groan of frustration. "Why can't I do it?" I ask myself. I feel myself being suddenly jerked back and something cold being pressed on my black short dress and breasts. "Because you love this. You love all of it. I bet if I stuck my hand down your dress, your panties would be soaked. Sidney, would you like to check?" "Hmm" she nodded, sticking her hand up my dress and brushing them over my pulsing pussy. "Soaked, Billy." I whimper as Billy slits my dress in half, Sidney ripping it off. I realize the position I'm in. I'm straddling Sidney and Billy is holding a knife off to my left.

I'm left in my black bra and panties set and my thigh high stockings. "These fucking stockings, pretty girl. Everyday, you wear these stupid fucking stockings and everyday, I wanna fuck the shit outta you every time I see you in them." I let out a soft whine as I hear Billy's words and I feel Sidney's thumb circling my clit slowly through my underwear. Suddenly, I'm flipped over on my back on the floor and Sidney's by my head, sticking her fingers down the back of my throat. Then, Billy comes up towards my face and I see his cock. That won't fit inside me. In my mouth or my pussy. "Suck it like a slut." He orders as I take his dick in my mouth as to avoid him getting angry.

I moan around his cock as I feel Sid's fingers slide deep inside my cunt, deeper then mine could reach. I suck harder on Billy's dick as he begins thrusting, hitting the back of my throat and groaning at the feeling of me gagging around his dick. Sidney starts pistoning her fingers in and out of my pussy so fast that I reach down to grab her fingers to slow her down. "Oh now now baby doll. You were doing so good for mommy and daddy. Move your hands." Sid commands, slapping my hands away as she continues pistoning her fingers quickly, in and out.

"Fuck" Billy groans as something goes down my throat. "Swallow." I swallow obediently and look up innocently at Billy. "So good for daddy and mommy baby." My pussy clenches harder around Sidney's fingers as I arch my back and let out a loud moan as I cum for the first of many times tonight. "Good girl." Billy comes and trades places with Sidney as Sidney comes to straddle my face. Billy starts rubbing the tip of his cock against my cunt as he starts to push his dick inside my dripping pussy. It won't fit. It won't fit. I'm a virgin! But then he pushes himself all the way in to the hilt as I let out a scream.

He reaches up and chokes me, not enough to where I can't breathe, but just enough to where I reach that fuzzy feeling and drift off into subspace and stopped screaming. Sidney begins riding my face and making out with Billy as he thrusts in and out of my cunt so hard, I see stars and a quickly approaching 2nd orgasm. I let out a cry as I cum for the second time. Shortly after, Sidney comes and I drink all of her juices like a good girl. Sidney sits back and watches and plays with my nipples as Billy's dick disappears in and out of my pussy, his cock coated in red from my blood. Billy pinches my pulsing clit, hard as I cum for a third time.

"Please! No more! No more! Can't take anymore daddy, mommy. Fuck, please no more." "Oh come on, princess. Be a good girl and give mommy and daddy one more. One more. Then you can suck. Ok?" Sidney says as I come again, my eyes rolling back into my head, my hoarse voice screaming mommy and daddy, the tears streaking down my cheeks, all sends Billy over the edge. "We fucking own you. You fucking belong to us, Y/N." Billy groans out. After Billy pulls out of my dripping wet cunt with a mixture of my cum, his cum, and my blood, Sidney cradles me in her lap and let's me suck on her nipple, praising me while Billy goes to get something. I'm not registering anything that's happening except for the good girls and the I'm so proud of yous.

"Good girl. You're mommy's good girl, aren't you Y/N? Mommy's so proud of you. You were so good for mommy and daddy." Billy leans down and gives Sidney a quick kiss. Sidney leans down and kisses me, slipping her tongue in my mouth along with a little pill. "Mommy? What was that?" I asked, starting to feel sleepy. "Just something that will help us to bring you home easier." "Mommy? Daddy?" "Yes, princess?" They say in unison. I bury my head into Sidney's breasts as I mumble two words.

"Fuck you"

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[frsnkxie]

Can we get more smut visuals for randy and/or Sidney??

SCREAM 1996 SMUT VISUALS: randy meeks

warnings: nsfw, light bondage, rough sex

riding randy after the halloween party

helping randy calm down in the bathroom

tummy bulge with bde randy

taking it from the back

please baby he just wants to make you feel good

overstimming randy after a long hard day

fingering w randy

he loves watching them bounce

randy bending you over after a long day

oh shit he found the handcuffs

you just know randy eats it gooood

[zapreportsblog]

Hi! I have a request for Randy Meeks from a Scream (you can do scream 1 or 2 Randy ) with Reader. She comes over to his house or wherever after a long day of work and she's in pain and super hungry, stuff like that. And he comforts her.

This can be a fic or head cannons whichever you want!

Thanks!

❝stressful day❞

✭ pairing : Randy Meeks x reader

✭ fandom : slashers, scream

✭ summary : after a rough day at work (y/n) heads over to her trusted friends Randy house where she rants about her day and more things unfold

✭ slashers masterlist

The harsh fluorescent lights of the convenience store flickered overhead, casting eerie shadows on the worn linoleum floor. (Y/N) stood behind the cash register, bleary-eyed and counting the minutes until her shift ended. She had been working two part-time jobs to make ends meet, and tonight was another long and exhausting one.

As the last customer left with their late-night snacks, (Y/N) let out a heavy sigh of relief. She had a brief window of freedom before her next job at the diner across town. Two jobs meant minimal rest, and her body was feeling the strain. Her muscles ached, and her feet throbbed from standing for hours on end.

She pulled out her phone and dialed a familiar number, the one she knew by heart - Randy Meeks, her best friend since childhood. Randy had always been there for her, especially during these challenging times. He lived just a few blocks away, and she hoped he could provide the comfort she desperately needed.

After a few rings, Randy's voice crackled through the phone. "Hey, (Y/N), what's up?"

(Y/N) mustered a weak smile as she replied, "Hey, Randy. It's been a rough day, you know? Mind if I come over for a bit? I could really use some company."

Randy, ever the understanding friend, sensed the exhaustion in her voice. "Of course, (Y/N), come on over. My door is always open for you."

She thanked him and hung up, then quickly locked up the store and headed towards Randy's house. The night air was cool against her tired skin, and she shuffled along the dimly lit streets, her fatigue making every step feel heavier than the last.

Finally, (Y/N) reached Randy's doorstep and gave it a gentle knock. The door swung open, revealing her friend in his typical casual attire, a t-shirt and jeans, and his trademark glasses perched on his nose.

Randy's face lit up with a warm smile as he greeted her. "Hey, (Y/N), come on in. You look beat."

She stepped inside, and Randy led her to the cozy living room. It was a place filled with nostalgia, posters of classic movies lining the walls and shelves stacked with DVDs. A soft, worn-in couch beckoned to her, and she sank into its welcoming embrace.

Randy disappeared into the kitchen, returning with a steaming cup of tea and a sympathetic look. He handed her the cup, and (Y/N) wrapped her tired hands around it, savoring the warmth that seeped into her fingers.

The hours slipped away in Randy's cozy living room, and as (Y/N) sipped her tea, the dam holding back her emotions began to crack. She had been bottling up so much for so long, and the exhaustion had finally worn down her defenses.

With a shaky sigh, she set her cup down on the coffee table and leaned back into the couch. "Randy," she began, her voice trembling, "I don't know how much longer I can keep this up. These two jobs, the endless bills... It's suffocating, you know?"

Randy listened attentively, his concern evident in his eyes. "I can't even remember the last time I had a full night's sleep," (Y/N) continued. "And my body... It aches all the time. I'm running on fumes, Randy."

As the weight of her words settled in the room, tears welled up in (Y/N)'s eyes, spilling over onto her cheeks. Her shoulders shook as she struggled to hold back sobs, but the dam had burst, and the tears flowed freely.

Randy moved closer, his voice gentle yet resolute. "Hey, (Y/N), it's okay to feel this way. You're carrying an incredible burden right now, and it's completely understandable to break down."

Unable to contain her emotions any longer, (Y/N) cried openly, her words coming out in between choked sobs. "I just... I feel so trapped, Randy. I'm working so hard, but it's like I'm stuck in this never-ending cycle of exhaustion and bills. I don't even remember what it's like to relax, to have a life outside of work."

Randy reached out and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "You're not alone in this, (Y/N). I'm here for you, and we'll find a way through this together."

(Y/N) wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, her breathing slowly returning to normal. She appreciated Randy's support more than words could express. "I don't know what I'd do without you, Randy. You're the only thing keeping me sane through all of this."

Randy smiled softly. "And you're not alone in that either. We're best friends for a reason, (Y/N). We'll figure out a plan, one that eases your burden and gives you some much-needed rest."

With Randy's reassurance, (Y/N) felt a glimmer of hope. She knew that life wouldn't magically become easy, but having someone to confide in and lean on made all the difference. They sat together, planning and talking late into the night, determined to find a way to lift the weight off (Y/N)'s tired shoulders.

As the night wore on, Randy could see that (Y/N) was still emotionally drained from her earlier outburst. He knew that going back to her cramped apartment and facing her relentless work schedule would only add to her stress. He decided it was time to offer a suggestion.

"(Y/N)," Randy began, "why don't you stay the night here? You could use a break, and we used to have sleepovers like this all the time when we were kids. It might be a nice change of pace."

(Y/N) blinked back the remnants of her tears, considering the offer. The thought of spending the night in a familiar place, away from the constant grind of her daily life, was incredibly appealing. She managed a faint smile through her exhaustion. "That sounds wonderful, Randy. I'd love that."

Randy nodded, relieved to see her agree. "Great! I'll set up the guest room for you. You can get a proper night's rest, and in the morning, we can catch up on all the movies we've missed."

With Randy's help, (Y/N) moved to the guest room, which was adorned with posters from their favorite films, just like old times. It was a comforting sight. She changed into some comfy pajamas and settled into the cozy bed, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over her.

Randy checked in on her before heading to his own room, ensuring she had everything she needed. "If you need anything during the night, don't hesitate to wake me up," he said, his caring tone unwavering.

(Y/N) nodded, a sense of security washing over her. "Thanks, Randy.”

As Randy retreated to his room, (Y/N) lay in bed, reflecting on the events of the evening. She couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia and warmth. Despite the hardships she faced, having Randy by her side, even if just for a night, was a reminder of the simple joys of life.

In the darkness of the guest room, (Y/N) drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face, grateful for the return to those cherished sleepovers of their childhood. It was a temporary escape from her demanding reality, but one she would cherish, knowing that Randy's unwavering friendship was the anchor in her turbulent life.

[final-girl96]

KILLER GEEK TEASER

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"Very good. See, I told you that you knew it. Now, second question: Who was the guy you were with early today?" I was confused. I thought this was some stupid horror trivia. "What?" I asked. "The guy, yn! Who was he?" I jumped a little at the volume of his voice. "Brook! His name is Brook!" I said. "That's right. Brook Dyer. Caption of the basketball team and swim team. Mr. Popular. You see, yn, I don't like seeing you with other guys."

"Who the fuck are you? What do you want?" I asked, raising my voice. "I want you! You're mine and only mine. Here's your third question: Where am I?" I swear my heart stopped even for just a second before he picked back up. "I'll give you a ten second head start. If you get away, I'll leave, but If I catch you…I fuck you."

[queendeeshorrorimagines]

Randy Meeks Masterlist

Smutty Valentines: Day Eleven (Ghostface! Randy x Stu's sister reader)

[roadkillremi]

I had an idea for the uncle randy series. Y/n and randy are getting a little ✨️spicy✨️ and either Mindy or Chad walk in.

I sure can. Its a tad bit short but it will have something for ya! The one who walks in will NOT see any private parts.

Like Old Times

^this picture does not direct what the reader looks like^ (My fav picture of Jamie Kennedy) ((he did not age well folks))

Masterlist

Summary :The ask above, Taking place during the time period of Scream 5. Part of the Uncle Randy AU

Warnings : Minors DNI, mentions of Ghostface, smut, fear, language, P in V, Not protected sex, Sub-ish Randy, mention of guns. Flash back to when they were 18, dom-ish Randy, mother catches you guys, orgasm denial.

It was Randy's bright idea to get a break from everything. Martha was at work and the twins were at school. It didn't help that Randy was a love sick puppy for you. He always loved physical contact and was needing more.

Randy's forehead had a thin layer of sweat. He looked up at you with big eyes, his mouth slightly opened. His hands lightly rubbed your hips.

"Just like old times" he muttered softly. Martha's guest room was Randy's old bedroom. It didn't look the same but it gave you two nostalgia. You gave Randy a soft smile before kissing him. He kissed you back before trailing down to your neck. His nose gently touched your skin as he moved his head. He started leaving soft kisses all around your neck. Your breath hitched up, you leaned into him. Your chests' were skin to skin, his heart beat echoed against yours. Your eyes drifted softly to the clock on the side table.

"Baby... The kids.". You softly whispered. Randy looked up at you, "They said they were hanging out at their friends remember?". You nodded, "We can stop if you want." Randy said softly. You shook your head, "I just wanted to make sure, y'know?". Randy nodded and went back to your neck. His large hands moved down to your thighs. You opened them slightly for him. He moved himself close to your entrance. His head bumped into your folds needingly. You lifted yourself up helping him place himself in you. You both let out soft breaths.

"I... I been wanting you ever since we got here.." Randy admitted. You smiled slightly moving your hips in circles.

"My poor Randy. Always been so needy since highschool." You teased. Randy's cheeks turned a soft pink, he gripped your hips trying to thrust into you. You clenched around him and grabbed his jaw.

"So impatient." You smiled. Randy breathed heavily, you slowly started rising yourself and falling.

Thump

You looked towards the window, "What is it?" Randy looked over.

"I swear I heard something..." You gripped his shoulder. Your heart started racing, it was a similar feeling from before. Ghostface spying on you, multiple times hearing things in the back before you get attacked.

"Hey. He's not gonna hurt you." Randy whispered. You looked at him, "Can you just-".

"Check the house? Yeah". You moved to the side covering yourself with a blanket. He slid his boxers on and dug through a suitcase.

"Here" he lifted a pistol up towards you to grab. You grabbed it, "Be careful.".

"I know." He gently smiled. The door flew open, you lifted the blanket to your chest. Randy screamed pointing his gun, and Mindy and Chad also screamed. Chad held a baseball bat close to him.

"I thought you were with your friends!!" Randy exclaimed. Mindy eyes darted from you to him, "were you two having sex?!".

"Mindy!" Chad cringed. Randy looked at you, "Uh, no. We were taking a nap. Now go!" He closed the door.

Randy put the gun down, "Jesus Christ, I'm glad we don't have children.". You sighed, "At least we don't have to give them the birds and bees talk.". Randy chuckled and laid back in bed. You looked down at Randy, "I'm gonna get dressed." You gently patted his slightly hairy chest.

"Remember when my mom caught us that one time?" Randy said sitting up. You slid your underwear on with a little jump.

"Heh, yeah. She was mortified." You smiled to yourself.

It was near the end of Senior year, graduation was about a day away. You snuck over to Randy's to celebrate. He turned on a movie in the background to mask the noise. He was on top of you leaning down close to your face. Your legs tightly wrapped around him. You'd be like this for an hour, every time you got close he'd stop and finish on your stomach. Desperate for release, your head leaned back against his pillows. You tried your best to be quiet letting a moan or two slip. Randy would laugh going, "Not so dominant anymore?". You'd give him a look, that's when you heard his door handle turn.

You gasped, reaching for a blanket to cover yourself. Randy sat up quickly looking at the door.

"Randall Meeks!" His mother yelled. She slammed the door shut, "Put clothes on and get out here now!". You giggled softly as his face turned red. You both put your clothes on walking out into the living room.

"I understand you two are 18 but this is unacceptable!" She fussed. You held Randy's arm close to your support to comfort him. She sighed, "I just need you two to promise me you'll go to bed!".

"Yes ma'am" you and Randy whispered dim unison. You both shuffled back to his room awkwardly. Randy closed the door and stared at you.

"We're in deep shit..."