#she is tired of sid shit

[veone]

i adore them.

[arttheclown]

sorry for ranting on main but i cannot understand people who consume media when they deeply, viscerally hate a Very Key Part of That Media. to the point where it affects their enjoyment of the rest of it. i’m not saying that people are wrong for disliking main characters (god knows i do sometimes) but when that character’s influence is heavily tied to the rest of that media to the point where it’s almost impossible to consume it without being exposed to them then i have to ask myself why that person is even here since they clearly aren’t having a good time

[emotionaldamages]

soft launch or hard launch - max verstappen

in which shes in a secret relationship with a certain redbull driver

social media au

part one| part two

note- this is my first time writing so it might not be as good, but hope you enjoy♡

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[marcellaasblog]

My Maid.

Modern Eddie x female reader

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Eddie munson x maid reader

Summary: You needed the extra money really bad. Your best friend Sidney shows you a way she makes money and how you can too,but there is a dirty little twist to this job.

Warnings for whole series:angst,smut, fluff,alcohol, smoking,p in v, daddy kink,digrating kink, pervert Eddie, insecure reader,dom Eddie,shy reader, jealous Eddie, Sidney is two face.(I believe that's all)

Author's notes: If their is incorrect spelling I'm truly sorry and I will fix it when I get a chance to.

Part 2 // part 3 // part 4 // part 5

Part 1

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Since moving to a big city money has been tight. your best friend let you move in with her knowing that you,her childhood best friend, was struggling with financial things.

She understands your struggles. She was once there too when she decided to move away from her parents.

Sidney's apartment was beautiful. It had so much open space, so many windows and beautiful views coming from the balcony.

Damn must be fucken expensive.

You didn't know how the hell she could ever afford this place living in such an expensive city. You didn't wanna be a bother and ask her but you needed to know. Maybe she could help you.

You felt bad that she was spending so much money on you.you also felt like shit that you couldn't afford anything or even pay her back cause she never let you. she was like your little sugar Mama spending as much as she wants on you. She never complained or made you feel bad about your low income situation. She wanted to help you but she didn't want to scare you off or make you look at her in a different way. She waited for you to ask ,she knows you're curious on how the hell she can afford all this shit. So she wanted to wait but she didn't know how long she can hold it in for.

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You both came back from a girls night. That was the most fun you ever had. Sideny didn't let you pay for anything you even asked if you could leave a tip but nope she didn't let you again for the millionth time.

You made it back to her penthouse safely holding y'all's hills in your hands.

"There you go your home now sid" You tell as you lay her tired body on the sofa.

"Thank you so much for keeping me safe babe." She slurred as she slowly sit up on her couch

You put your purses on the countertop as you drop yours and sindy's hills by the front door.

"No problem, it's the least I can do, since you keep on spending money on me." You giggle heading to her refrigerator to grab both of y'all water.

"Y/n for the last time stop feeling bad I don't mind spending money on you,you're my best friend plus I'm not going to let you struggle. What kind of friend would I be to do such a thing like that to you?" She pokes her chest.

"I know sid I just feel shitty right now,I can't find a place to afford I have no money to my fucken name because I HAVE NO JOB!" Sidney's eyes widened at your sudden meltdown,you didn't mean to scream at her but everything was just piling up on you all at once you let your Insecurities take over your thoughts.

Sidney huff as she slowly walks over to you grabbing the water bottle out of your hand setting them down on the island. She brings you into a hug feeling tension all over your body as she hears your little sobs coming from you as you apologize to her.

She wasn't gonna let you feel like this anymore she hates seeing you cry.

"Y/n look at me."she asked as you slowly rose your Head away from her shoulder. She saw how red your face was and how red your eyes were.

"Look I can help you okay but you got to promise me to not judge me or look at me in a different way okay?" You nod at Sidney as she wipes your tears away.

"The reason I can afford shit and have all this crap is because I run a little business,well it's something like that but it pays good and it keeps me on my feet."

"Are you a drug dealer?" You asked, she giggled at your confused face expression."

"Oh god no, it didn't work out the first time.' she said sarcastically, making you giggle.

"Wait really?"

"NO! I ju- nevermind look what I do in something different."

"Are you a sex worker?"

"JESUS,let me finish lady!."

"Sorry, continue , please."

"Thank you!,like I said it's way different but it pays well but you have to be comfortable doing this okay because you might attract a couple of freaks. You gotta be careful." Sidney takes a deep breath letting her mind turn off so she can continue.

"I'm a topless maid."

You look at her as if she had a third eye."A fucken WHAT?"

"A topless maid." She bit her inner cheek.

"So you're telling me you go to to people's houses and get paid to have your tittie's out while you clean,is that what I'm hearing?"

She nods her head " yeah pretty much."

"So your telling me I can have my tittie's out and some old fucks will pay me?" You are stunned how the hell have you never heard of this before.

"Yup."

"Wow, that 's something new." You flabbergasted

You can see the worry on her face as she looks up at you."Hey I'm not judging you it's just I never heard of it that's all.

"Yeah it's not really spoken about as much,but hey it makes you hell of money."

"How much money are we talking about?" You're in your investigation mode trying to get out all the good secrets from your friend.

"It depends. I charge my client $300 an hour.

"$300 an- BITCH WHAT $300 A FUCKEN HOUR TO CLEAN WITH YOU TITS OUT!"

"yup people love tits what can I say." You needed to know how the hell she did it and you weren't gonna waste your time.

"Teach me." She smirked at you,as she leaned on her refrigerator Crossing her arm on her chest."

"Really!?"

"God yes I need the money at this point I'll do anything, maybe even become a stripper or a fucken drug dealer for all I care." She bites her lip trying to hide her excitement.

"Great, then it's settled. I'll take you to my 2 o'clock appointment I have and show you how it's done." You're excited but a little frightened.

"Gross I don't wanna see your tittie's Sidney."

"Oh calm down you're just going to be there for training and then if you like what I'm doing we can start you off with something small."

"Oh okay cool yeah then I'll go." Sidney up and down and excited.

"Hell yeah, let's make you some money girl."

"Yeah yeah, let's get to bed already then,it's almost 4 in the morning." She groans forgetting she had to wake up early.

"Fuck you right,i forgot I had an early shift.I swear if I wake up with a bad hangover Eddie is gonna be pissed that I had to reschedule again and he is annoying as it is idon't need his bickering again" She makes a groaning noise grabbing her purse and water you make sure the doors are closed and locked and the windows are covered. You both walk into the hallway ready to separate into your rooms.

Sidney stops you before you can open your room, her guest bedroom.

"Hey y/n." She asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for not judging me,it feels nice to be appreciated for what I do." You smile at your friend.

"Hey I would never judge you as long as you're happy about what you do there is no judgment here." She wraps her hands around your frame giving you a big squeeze.

"Thank you y/n,that means a lot." You kiss the top of her head melting into her huge.

'`No problem, but get some sleep. I'll see you in the morning.'

"Alrighty, I love you y/n."

"I love you too ,sleep well." She smiled at you as she skipped into her room almost falling on her face. you laugh as you enter your room.

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You asked yourself if you really wanna do this.

Was being topless worth the money Sidney was making.

Hell yeah it was, and you weren't gonna miss this opportunity

You never know, maybe you will like it .

Your just hoping that this Eddie guy isn't some wired old pervert.

But only tomorrow could tell.

[sidneyprescottswhore]

scream 5 sid cheatin’ on mark is on the way along with jill x amber threesome. give me time got a lot goin on but it will be out soon

scream 1 sidney teaching you how to fuck while billy is on the way to her house to see his beautiful girlfriend.

i know you wanted sidney topping reader but i really wanted to write sidney teaching reader how to fuck her like oh my god.

warnings: scream 1 sidney, servicetop!reader, cheating, mutual masturbation ?kinda?, sid teaching reader how to fuck her, a little corruption kink?, caught but billy is fuckin oblivious

you laid on the bed with sidney. the two of you had been awfully quiet, it had always been awkward between the two of you but the both of you were still friends. so you wanted to do things friends do, and have sleepovers, hang out, talk about boyfriend drama.

if you could talk about boyfriend drama.

see now the thing between you both was that one of you were seen as straight, was the other? no fucking way. sidney knew you had a crush on her. sidney knew you wanted to be more than friends, but she tries to not let that get between your friendship. you had an unbreakable bond, the bond you thought her and billy had. and you never dreamed of her breaking up with him. but you also knew deep down that when she complained to you about him that you wanted their relationship to fall, for them to have a big blowout and breakup, for her to fall for you instead.

you knew that wouldn’t happen. they were 2 years going on to 3 soon. why the fuck would she break up with him? billy; pretty boy, sweet, probably has a big dick too.

nonono, why were you thinking shit like that? it wasn’t like you have ever seen one. i mean you have never accessed porn or even seen someone elses body before. you were completely innocent, which just made your mind run more.

you opened your mouth to speak, but no words came out. silence overcame your body, you felt tired. you felt yourself start to drift off. you felt a hand on your waist.

“hey, you awake?”

your eyes burst open. the hand on your hip made you feel antsy, i mean you had a raging crush on her, why wouldn’t it?

“yeah. what’s up?”

you were worried, did you do something wrong? did she hate you? did she think you were getting too close to her and that you guys needed to seperate ways? shit. you were overthinking it. why the fuck were you so worried anyways? it wasn’t even about you.

“i don’t think i wanna be with billy anymore.”

silence took over the room, and your mouth opened to respond, but you couldn’t speak. this was your chance, you thought. but then the thought of the possibility that she wasn’t into girls in that way, or didn’t like you like that overcame you and you just wanted to get up and leave.

“wh-why?” you managed to choke out. your hands were shaking, you worried of it. you’ve liked her for as long as you can remember this was your time. “i just don’t think im into him anymore. haven’t been for awhile. y’know, i don’t think im even into boys anymore. i’ve found someone whos really made me think.” you felt yourself shake harder than ever. into girls huh? but you forgot that last part, “someone whos really made me think”

“oh yeah? who?” you stared her straight in the eyes as you said this, and she laughed in response. “okay, but promise you won’t laugh.” she held her pinky out and you hooked yours with her own.

“you.”

you felt tears burning in your eyes, after all this time she finally broke up with billy and she didn’t even want-

wait what?

she wanted you, she’s thought of about leaving her boyfriend of 2 years for you, she found out she’s into girls from you, you were surprised it wasn’t tatum.

her hand was still on your waist, slowly slipping down to your thighs.

“i know you like me too. you make it so obvious, it’s cute.” she whispered, hand sliding back up to slip under your shorts. you huffed and nodded your head in response. “i-i’ve never done this before.” she smiled at this. “oh, so i’ll be your first?” you knew this made her even more excited. to corrupt you. show you how to fuck. show you everything.

“y-yeah..” you whimpered out, her thumb rubbing your clit through you underwear. it felt weird. you’ve never touched yourself or been touched, you thought it was dirty, and people you hang out with would push that trope on you. “have you ever masturbated before?” she asked you, thumb still sliding over your clothed clit. “n-no.” you responded in a breathy whine. you wanted to touch her. you needed to. her eyes widened. she was in complete awe that she was the first to touch you ever, even before yourself. she was so fucking turned on at that.

she took your hand and placed it on her own thigh. her sleep dress covering her legs, but easy access for you to just slip your hand underneath and finger her. your mind was going places, you didn’t even know how to do that. she pushed your hand between her thighs, to be greeted with soaked panties.

“look at how wet y’got me.” she whispered in your ear, sending shocks to your pussy. her fingers were still stroking your clit, whines leaving your lips as she moved your hand to do the same. when she let go of your hand, you felt worried, worried you weren’t touching her how she wanted. but that worry washed away quickly when she let out a whiny moan. “you sure you haven’t done this before?” she grinned. her hand moved to take your shorts off, leaving you in your white panties. your hand continued to move at her clit as she removed your next piece of clothing, leaving your bottom half totally naked.

“you have such a pretty pussy.” she smiled at you, her middle and index fingers rubbing over your clit, her thumb rubbing through your small tangle of hair that sat above. her other hand slipped her own panties off, your thumb slipped over her now bare clit, and she immediately grabbed the sheets. she was more sensitive than you and she had experience, that’s what made you laugh.

you switched your thumb with your index and middle, frantically rubbing at her clit as she fastened her pace on your own. “yeah, just like that. you’re doing perfect for your first time.” she continued to push her fingers over your clit, making you come with a strangled whine. she grinned at you, immediately turning into a moan as she removed her fingers, making you fly forward to her clit.

she grabbed at your hair, other hand playing with your tits through your shirt. you were scared, never done this before.

“flaten your tongue, and swipe it over my clit. ill let you know if its not enjoyable.” you did just that, and at the way her grip on your hair tightened, you knew she was feeling ectasy.

“okay.. yeah- fuck, now close your lips around it, like your sucking a straw.” she instructed, you listened to her, doing what she asked of you immediately. she whined at this, playing with your clothed nipples. “now- fuck me- repeat, yeah you’re doin’ amazing for me.”

you repeated your actions, sliding your tongue over her clit, ending off with a soft suck every once in awhile. you felt so hot that your first time was with sidney, and that she was teaching you through every step. you knew she was close, grip on your tightening with every suck. “fuck- m’so close, yeah, you’re so good at this, betcha wanted this f’so long- huh?” she moaned into your ear, a knock on the window snapping you both out of the moment. you looked up with ratted hair, sidneys hands untangling themself out of it as she made full eye contact with her boyfriend.

oh shit, all this and you forgot she hadn’t broken up with him yet, and he was here to see her. he hadn’t seen you yet, so she covered you with the blanket next to her, pushing your head to keep going. she waved her hand at him to come in.

your lips were painted in her slick at this point, but you loved the taste of her. you continued the process, swipe, suck. your lips felt soft against her clit, continuing to lick at her. her hand pushed your head farther. the other hand covering her mouth as billy talked to her. she tried to respond but she couldn’t, you licking at her clit and speaking at the same time was too much for her to handle. she responded whinily, billy obviously becoming worried. but she blames it in being sleepy, and some how that fucking dumbass believed it. it wasn’t until when he excused himself that she finally came. her thighs snapped shut against your head, with a strangled whine that she had muffled with her pillow.

“fu-fuck.. you’re good.” she huffed, you grinned in response, head still shut between her thighs. “so, how was i?” you asked her, you were just curious.

“way better than billy, his dick couldn’t even make me orgasm, holy shit i had to fake it.” that made you smile, knowing you were better at your first time rather than them at probably their 3rd.

“i’ll break up with him tonight, i promise baby.”

[whateverloomis]

I dont know if you know her but can you do a billy x reader x stu with a reader who is lile hrh collections personality-wise?

She is very protective of the boys and whenever theres someone making them feel less then she just makes the person feel stupid and cry 💀

I feel like they would love the chaotic nature of their s/o amd have them do the calls just to make the victims cry

I don't know who she is, sadly :( However I came up with a prompt list based on your description! Hope you like it anon 🫡💖

🔪Fem reader who's protective over Billy and Stu🔪 (18+ content)

Note: Use of YN and (she/her) pronouns || Unedited

• She would definitely kill someone if she had to in order to protect the boys, and they would do the same for her.

• Stu is more vocal about his feelings, and when he told YN about Casey Becker dumping him for Steve she was immediately in to get some revenge and have fun while doing so.

• The calls Casey received the night of her death were made by YN. She served as the perfect distraction in order for the boys to execute their killings perfectly and without getting caught.

• She'd ask humiliating questions and say the most gruesome things.

"Let's play a guessing game... Who's the dumb blonde victim?"

"I'm gonna chop you up to pieces..."

• Once they got away with that killing spree, and any other kill they had planned, the boys praised YN.

"You're always so good to us baby."

"Tell me who you want to get rid of baby, we'll take care of it for you tonight."

• Billy was complicated when it came to feelings and expressing when he was upset or angry about something.

• When all three of them were planning to kill Sidney Prescott, YN was all for it. She didn't like the girl anyways. YN had to put up with watching Billy pretend he loved her and hear about how he couldn't get her to have sex with him.

• "I can't get her to give in and I'm starting to get tired of this shit." He'd say over and over, and YN would fuck him instead just to take his mind off of it for a little while.

"Fuck, you're so good to me baby."

"Yeah, just like that... Fuck, you feel so good."

Billy would praise YN while she was on top of him, riding his dick and letting him thrust up from underneath her. Use her.

• "When I close the front door, Stu will come out of the kitchen and you'll climb down the stairs so we can corner Sidney, okay baby?" Billy told YN the night they planned to kill Sid and she couldn't help but worry about him. About Stu. Her boys.

• She had to keep them safe. Stick to the plan and make sure everything went smoothly.

• She'd die for the boys if it was necessary. Anything to keep them alive and well.

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A Little Murderess °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･❀*

❀ female!murderer!reader x poly!ghostface ❀

Part 7 // 1.1k words

-> Part 6

Warnings: none!

A/N: sorry for the short chapter, tomorrow's is gonna end up being super long tho so hopefully that makes up for it!

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Summary: You've just moved to a new town after the death of your little brother and stepfather with your mother. You're not ashamed of what you do to cope with the deaths; especially when you make two new friends who you might have more in common with than you thought...

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The next morning was brutal. Your arms were sore from stabbing, your room smelled of blood. The high of killing was crashing down, and you really didn’t want to go to school.

But you had to. You wanted to see the faces of Tatum and Sidney as they worried what happened to Randy. You knew they wouldn’t discover the body in at least two days; Randy’s parents were going to get home Friday. And you wanted to see Stu and Billy. They very nearly spent the night at your place, but they weren’t quite keen on the idea of having to sneak out at five. You had two hours of sleep, and you knew you were going to need one hell of a boost of coffee to make it through the day.

You drove to school, a thermos of hot coffee added to your bookbag. You had nearly no makeup on, and you didn’t really care about who’d see you—your eyes were on two different people, and they were the only two people in which any opinion had an effect on you.

You took your beater to school, tired of fighting through the crowds to get to your normal car. Your beater was more suspicious in your opinion—nobody questioned a cherry red sports car, everyone questioned the polka-dotted paint job of your beater. Which was fine.

You were greeted by Stu, who was jumping up and down excitedly. He was wearing a Hawiian shirt, with a huge grin plastered to his face. Billy soon joined Stu, but he was dressed in a simple white tee-shirt and blue jeans.

“Sid’s out,” He drawled, his eyes glancing at you. “She’s at home, sick. We can still go after Tatum, but it won’t be as fun.”

“Is she home alone?” You asked, and Billy nodded. “Then why don’t we just kill both of them in one night? Alibi that you’re at my house.”

“Whose car would we use?”

“Steal one. Tatum’s ex-boyfriend’s, maybe?”

“What? Like, kill him, use his car?”

“Naw, I was thinkin’ of pulling one of the shit’s we’ve done to Casey and her boyfriend. Keepin’ him as a kind of reward if she answers a question right.”

“If she gets it wrong?”

“Off with his head!” Stu stuck his tongue out, his lips curled into a smile and he cackled, causing you to laugh and Billy to smile slightly.

“You’ve got to answer our trivia questions, it’s like Jeopardy but with actual incentives,” Billy explained, and you nodded, pretending to take notes. Stu ripped the pretend notebook out of your hands, and mimed stomping it on the ground.

“You don’t need to take notes, just do, don’t think,” He told you, and Billy nodded in agreement.

“So let’s see, we’ll kill off Tatum first, then Sid. Alibi is that you both are at my house, and we rented four different movies, just for safety. Who’s going to be the killer, who’s going to be the caller?” You wanted to get the general semblance of a plan formed, even though you were certain Billy already had one. He was more of a silent prepper, making sure that everything could happen just right, allowing Stu to do basically whatever his heart desired in the time Billy allotted for it.

“I was thinking we have you be the caller, and then Stu and I go after the kill. You’re shorter than us, so it’d be odd if the killer was two different heights. We don’t want to make it obvious that there’s three of us,” Billy concluded, and you agreed with him. You were good for kills that weren’t going to require planning, but they were better for the planned-out, multi-faceted kills that made the original kill of Sid’s mom a success, even though they weren’t directly to blame for it—they framed someone else. You weren’t sure if they were going to bother to frame anybody, or just leave it as a cold case.

“Are we blaming anyone for this?” You asked, and Billy and Stu’s eyes went dark with some information that you knew would make your stomach sick.

“That’s the beauty of it. We’ve kidnapped Sid’s father. He’s going to get the blame for all of this,” Billy grinned, his smile practically ear to ear. “He can be blamed for Sid’s death, and Tatum’s ex can be blamed for hers. Such a sad coincidence that they happened on the same night.” Clutching a fake string of pearls, Stu dramatically fell into Billy’s arms. Billy dropped him.

“You’re such a dick, you could’ve pretended to go along,” Stu grumbled, and Billy simply shrugged. You were excited for tonight—Randy’s death was a good introduction to the kill pattern, but tonight was going to be the big game. This was going to be one hell of a night for all of you, and it just depended on not getting caught. Which was easy when the three of you had parents that didn’t exactly care about your whereabouts.

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Your night started with getting your gear on, which was pretty simple. You found time to tailor the robes to actually fit you, which was wonderful since Stu and Billy couldn’t find any in your size.

The mask that Billy gave you fitted decently, but you decided to soak it in water and bleach beforehand, just to make sure it wasn’t coated in dried layers of teenage boy sweat. Your knives were in your bag, a familiar weight for you to carry. The finishing piece to the outfit was a bowie knife, one that matched the ones Billy and Stu used for their own killings.

Billy said he’d bring his voice changer, which you found relieving, since you couldn’t find the one that they used. Stu said he’d try to track down one of them, but he couldn’t remember where they got them. Billy just remembered that they weren’t the cheapest things ever. Stu said it was pocket change.

You were called at exactly nine-thirty, where the familiar and eerie tone of the voice changer greeted you, telling you to go outside past the bushes where you caught the two of them stalking you. You were to make sure to wear comfortable shoes. Even though you weren’t going to get out of the car, Billy and Stu wanted to make sure you were prepared. Just in case. Everything could go wrong, and Sid still had to end up dead. That was the singular goal of tonight. And although you didn’t know it, the end of tonight was going to be the most spectacular and unexpected turn of events that you wouldn’t have suspected in the wildest of dreams.

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Scream Queen Book 1: Conventional Final Girl

Chapter 4

Chapter 3 / Chapter 5

Stu Macher x Reader x Billy Loomis

 “Did you find them?” Sid asked, referring to mom and Neil who were supposed to have arrived at the expo today, like they told us. 

“Are you sure it was the Hilton?” Dewey asked, looking between us two. 

“Mhm,” She said and we both nodded to him. 

“They’re not registered there.” Dewey looked at us sympathetically, “Could they have stayed somewhere else?” 

“I don’t know, I guess.” Sid said as she rubbed her head for the millionth time. I pulled her hand away from her face and held it in mine. 

“Don’t worry girls, we’ll find them, okay?” Dewey reassured us as he put his hand on Sid’s knee. 

An officer walked by placing a paper on Dewey;s desk and saying something about the mask. Dewey said he’ll “Be right back” as he pushed in his chair and walked off. “(Y/n), what if they can’t find (m/n) and dad?” Sid asked in a sad and quiet tone with little sniffles. Smiling up at her the best I could right now I said, “Hey, just like Dewey said, they’ll find them Sid. I bet mom and  Neil are okay wherever they are.” Pushing her hair back from her face she responded, “Wouldn’t he want us to know that though?” At this point I just looked away. I didn’t know what to tell her. Right when I turned my head is when I made direct eye contact with Billy, a chill ran down my spine and all over my arms. He was pleading to me with a silent voice. “Hey tell em, Sidney, come one, (y/n), tell em!” Billy finally shouted as they led him out of the room. Sid refused to look and see but me? I had a clear view of his pleas for help, part of me felt bad. Right when Billy was dragged out Tatum walked in and right to us. She rushed right to Sid’s side holding her close saying, “Oh Sid, I’m gonna getcha out of here. Okay?” Nodding in response, Sid just sniffled and cried a little. 

  Watching these two in front of me made me realise just how much of a family we really… aren’t. I mean the way Sidney might view it yeah for sure, we talk to each other and spend time together but when it comes down to it they’ll leave me in the background while they huddle to protect her. If this were a horror movie I know I wouldn’t be the final girl, Sidney would. I was pulled out of my thoughts when I overheard Dewey and Sheriff Burke. They’re talking about how it’s hard to track the buyer for the costume and they won’t be able to access the phone account until tomorrow. I couldn’t hear anymore after Tatum just groaned, “Ugh come on,” as she stood by Sid. I’m really hoping it wasn’t Billy, I care about him a lot even if he can be a little… menacing at times. He does his best for Sid and that’s all that matters.

 “Hey Dewey, can we go now?” Tatum asked her older brother, impatience written all over her face. 

“Hold on a second,” He said, pointing his forefinger up in our direction. 

“What did mom tell ya? When I wear this badge you treat me like a man of the law,” Dewey basically whined out to Tatum. 

“I’m sorry deputy Dewey boy but we’re ready to go!” Tatum shouted in a huff as she gathered her things, “Now, okay?!” 

“Uh take ‘em out the back way, avoid that circus.” Burke said as he patted Dewey’s back and pointed towards the back door. 

The whole station was laughing at Dewey and Tatum’s bickering as we rushed for the doors. 

“There she is, Sydney!” Oh well I guess the Devil will always seek you out when you least expect it. “Hi, some night, what happened, are you alright?” Gale asked, shoving the microphone in Sid’s face. 

“She’s not answering any questions alright? Just leave us alone,” Tatum said in a tired-of-this-shit tone. 

“No no, Tatum it’s okay she’s just doing her job, right Gale?” Sid smiled and lightly pushed Tatum back towards me. 

Judging by her voice, Sidney is about to throw down. 

“Yes that right,” Gale nodded, still shoving the microphone in Sid’s face. 

“So how’s the book?” Sid asked, a sarcastic and scorch sound to her voice. 

“Well, it’ll be out later this year.” 

“Oh, I’ll look for it.” Sid said, he voice cracking for the tears and sobs trying to escape. 

I whispered over to Tatum, “Grab Sid. Now.” Tatum did exactly as I said. 

Just in time too since Gale said, “I’ll send you a copy!” 

Sid went to turn around and punch her but Tatum held her back with all her strength. This allowed me to take her place and land a clean right hook to Gale’s left cheek pushing her back and down into her camera man. Words could be heard from all the people behind her but I wasn’t listening. 

Dewey ran up to us and escorted Tatum, Sid, and I to his patrol car. 

“Where’d you learn to punch like that?” Dewey asked as he held onto my arm. 

“Mom was a boxer before she got with Neil,” I said as I slammed the car door. 

“(Y/n) why did you do that?” Sidney asked me, looking in confusion. 

“What, you think I’m going to risk my sister facing legal action in the middle of this shit show? I’d rather land in the slammer than you Sid,” I said as I placed my head on her shoulder. 

“See Tatum why can’t you be like that?” Dewey whined from the front seat. 

“Because you’re my big brother Dewey you’re supposed to defend me!” And so the sibling bickery ensued once again. 

  Once we made it to Tatum’s we got dressed in our pajamas and just lounged around Tatum’s room. I guess my clothes weren’t up-to-par with the latest fashion because right when I walked in I earned an “ugh” from Tatum. “What?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest and leaning on the doorway with a goofy grin. “Well one, you always wear those ridiculous shirts, and two, change whatever you’re doing.” Standing up straight I tug down at my shirt, it was just a Pet Sematary shirt, I guess I do wear a lot of horror stuff. “I get why you don’t like the shirt but what’s wrong with what I was doing?” I asked in a genuinely confused tone. Tatum got up to cup my face and squeeze it. “You’ve been spending too much time with Billy and Stu, we need to re-acclimate you to society.” She said and she pouted her lip, feigning pity for my accidental new traits. While Tatum was shuffling through her drawers I looked over at Sid. I mouthed, “Aren’t you going to do something?” Sid shrugged and mouthed back, “What am I supposed to do?” I tossed my arms up in the arm and mouthed, “Anything.”

   Tatum then threw something purple and soft right at my face. “There, go put those on then come back so I can braid your hair!” Tatum excitedly squealed. “We’re going to take cute pictures so hurry!” She shouted down the hall. Rushing to the bathroom I turned on the light, releasing a breath I held in… I’m just a little scared after tonight, I don’t know what’s lurking in the dark places anymore. I examined the set of small shorts and a smooth satin sleeping hirt. I quickly threw them on before heading back to Tatum’s room. When I came back I heard Tatum laughing. 

“God I loved it! I’ll send you a copy, BAM, bitch went down!” Tatum imitated the event. Punching her stuffed rabbit. 

Moving to sit up she again said, “I’ll send you a copy, bam! (Y/n), super bitch!” Tatum exclaimed shoving her arms out to the side. “She is so cool.” 

I moved over to her vanity, careful not to make any noise because I wanted to bask in the fame. 

Dewey walked in saying, “Thought (y/n) might want some ice for that right hook” Just had to run it Dewey. 

“Over here Dewey,” I said as I sat at the end closest to the door. 

Dewey tossed me the greenish ice pouch before I said, “Thanks.” 

“I’ll be right next door, try to get some sleep.” Dewey said as Tatum waved him off. 

I hopped onto the same bed as Tatum, I wanted to give Sid her space since she’s going through a lot right now. 

Turning to me Tatum asked, “Do you really think Billy did it?” 

My heart was telling me to say no but all that came out of my mouth was, “He was there Tatum…” 

“He was destined to have a flaw, I knew he was too perfect.” Tatum said as she bobbed her head. 

Hearing the phone ring in the other room just gave me instant chills, so did the knock at Tatum’s door right after. 

“Telephone honey,” Tate’s mom walked in.

“Who is it?” Tatum asked as we turned to look at Mrs. Riley. 

“It’s for the girls,” She said, making Sid turn her entire body. 

“Is it my dad?” Her question was eager with hope in her voice. 

“I don’t think so,” Tatum’s mom said as she gave a sympathetic smile. 

Sid turned back over, having no interest in the matter anymore. 

“Take a message,” Tatum said, leaning back against the headboard. 

Getting up I said, “No it’s okay, I’ll answer it.” It might be something important, even if it isn’t our parents. 

As I walked out I could hear the pitter-patter of Sid’s sock covered footsteps follow me to the phone. 

“Hello?” I asked, crossing my fear arm over my chest. 

“Hello, (y/n).” Oh no, the voice was obviously the ghost masked man from just hours ago. His words were drawn out just hoping for a reaction. 

I gave him exactly what he wanted, “No! Stop, stop this now!” I wailed out.

Sidney came to my side, along with Tatum and her family. 

“Poor Sidney’s Billy boyfriend, that guy doesn’t stand a chance with her.” This Ghostface said in mock gossip as if he were one of the girls. 

“Leave me and my sister alone! You Jack Torrance sounding creep!” I exclaimed, shaking from the pure rage and fear that swam through my body. 

“Looks like your sister fingered the wrong guy, again!” The masked murderer snarled on the other side of the line. 

“What are you talking about? Who are you?” I asked in complete confusion by his words. Tatum and Sidney were begging me to hang up the phone. 

“Don’t worry, you’ll find out soon enough, I promise.” He said before letting his line go dead. 

“What?!” Dewey exclaimed as he rushed out to us a little too late. We were already walking back to the room 

  I couldn’t sleep for the entire night, neither could Sid and Tatum. We tried keeping our minds off of things by doing light hearted girly stuff like braiding each other's hair, painting our nails, taking cute pictures with Tatum’s instant camera. I just wasn’t ready to leave the warm security of our friend’s home tomorrow morning. 

[kingcunny]

I think it's very possible Viserys was considering suicide in Ep 3. I think part of his impatience to have Rhaenyra married was he felt if she were "settled," he could go. ("I will not live forever. I wish to see you contented.") Heirs of her own would better secure her claim, she would have a husband and children to distract her, and she might even forgive him...for everything.

He's done his duty but providing a spare (soon to be two) to strengthen the line. Getting his heir married and her own succession settled is the last thing to tick off the list. And I think part of his anguish at the hunt is the slow realization that that's not enough. His lords are openly discussing her being replaced as heir, and he is her only champion. Her only protection--which both thrills and terrifies him. He can't rest yet. But if Aegon were heir, maybe he could? Rhaenyra might trade her crown for her freedom and happiness? She might eventually forgive him? Even remember him fondly?

And then she marries Laenor, and Viserys rapidly deteriorates. I think he was beginning to give up. But then Rhaenyra starts birthing brunettes, and that means his watch is not yet ended. So he hangs on for another 16 years or so. And it's when he sees Rhaenyra happy with her family with her position unambiguously affirmed, he can finally let go.

--EIHF Anon

oooh my GOD. this completely recontextualizes that entire episode. i had to go and rewatch it with this framing in mind.

hes done his duty to his grandfather. hes given the throne an heir. he has at least one spare thats safely out of SIDS territory (not that hed know that term, but the idea of it yknow). and another spare on the way Just in Case. hes tired. he wants to hang it up. he wants to see aemma and balerion and his parents again.

viserys cares a lot about his reputation, his legacy. he wants to be remembered fondly. he asks rhaenyra to join him on the hunt so he could give her one last good memory together, so they could be a family again, before hes gone. but she wont play along with his plans.

vis tries to match rhaenyra up with jason lannister to give her back what he took from her- a family. if he can find her a husband she likes, someone who can give her children and secure her own lineage and make her happy. maybe she can forgive him. if not in life then maybe once hes gone. once he knows shes taken care of. that she wont be so alone and angry anymore. but even jason is working under the assumption that aegon will be his heir, not rhaenyra. so there goes that plan too. he cant marry rhaenyra off to someone that isnt going to defend her like he would. he cant leave her alone and defenseless.

(also suicidal!vis makes me rethink his frustration with the stepstones being brought up. being reminded that hes leaving problems for rhaenyra? a sort of tongue-in-cheek, that wasnt his problem to begin with and it certainly wont be his to end?)

yknow that thing about how depressed people suddenly becoming very happy for no discernible reason is a warning sign theyve planned their suicide? how viserys seems in a better mood (at least in the beginning of the ep) than weve seen him in the last few episodes? and the reverse of that must also be true. viserys getting Very drunk because he realizes that he cant go yet. that he has to cancel his suicide. he has to stick around keep dealing with all this shit. (maybe a bit of a crisis of faith as well…)

and thats an interesting bit at the end. that maybe, like balerion, viserys ended up living longer than he shouldve. he continued to hold on past the point he shouldve died because he needed to stick around for rhaenyra. and once he feels like his family has made up, that rhaenyras position is secure, shes happy and safe. then he can finally let go.

[luveline]

rockstar james being nervous before a big show

drummer!james x fem!reader | 1k words

James has been using your thigh as a rudimentary drum for the last twenty minutes. You can hear the sounds of the stadium even from their expansive dressing room, and each of the Marauders are on edge. Good thing it's only your job to look after one of them. 

"You're gonna make your wrists tired before you even get out there," you tell him, hiked up on your elbows to watch as James pats you down. 

He pauses his drumming to grin. "It's not the wrist so much as the forearm." 

"Stop doing it." 

"You'd deprive me?" he asks, giving the soft inside of your thigh a good squeeze. You squeal and swivel to the side so he can't reach. 

James pouts and reaches for your shoulder to drag you into his side. You bury your face in his shirt and breathe him in, marvelling at the fact that he's wearing one to begin with. It won't last long – once he's out on stage he overheats and sweats like a maniac. 

"Don't be nervous," you whisper.

He leans back to look at you. "What makes you think I'm nervous?" he asks warmly. 

"I know you, Potter." 

Sirius frets across the room about his hair. The both of you look up to find him scraping his curls into a shabby ponytail. 

"It looks fine, mate," James calls. 

Remus scoffs. "It's greasy. He should've showered." 

"I did shower! I'm sweating. I'm stress sweating." Sirius covers his face with his hands. 

You giggle and hide your face in James' arm again.

"See? I can't stress out. He's stressed enough for the three of us," James whispers.

"It's natural to be stressed. It's the fucking millennium stadium. But you shouldn't be. You guys are gonna smash it." 

James groans and wraps you up in his big arms, biceps squeezing you as you surrender into his hold. 

He smells really nice. You savour it. By the time he's back tonight he won't smell anywhere as sweet, though the sweaty rockstar thing does hold a certain charm.

"Thanks, babe," he murmurs, lips at the top of your head. You hum and he kisses across your forehead in response. 

"My turn next?" Sirius calls. 

James doesn't look up. "She's got a boyfriend." 

"I didn't mean from her." 

That piques his interest. Sirius should know better, should know that James will call his bluff, and yet there's a good pinch of horror in his expression when James pats your neck and springs up, striding to his friend with lips puckered. 

Remus leans back in his chair and forces a huge handful of popcorn into his open mouth, chuckling as James jumps onto Sirius' back. The ensuing kerfuffle is entertaining and, more importantly, a distraction. 

Sirius stands in the middle of the dressing room covered in kisses and sulking as Remus clears his throat. 

James bends back and levels the band's bassist with a saccharine smile. "You want some too?" 

Remus receives a kiss on the forehead with much more grace than Sirius had, still laughing. "Thanks, Prongs." 

James jogs back to the sofa where you're lounging and throws himself beside you playfully. You reach for his hand, surprised to find them shaking like crazy. The adrenaline must be kicking in. You pull it into your lap, rubbing your thumbs over brown skin spotted in dark beauty spots in circles. 

Suddenly, there's a knock on the door and a call of "Time to go!"

A silence falls. Everybody stands and you file out through the door, down winding corridors and security. There's laughing, shouting, a roaring din of screaming and singing where the crowd calls for the Marauders to take stage now that the opening band has finished. 

You watch them outfit the band in equipment. A pretty girl tapes James' mic against his cheek and he's looking over her shoulder at you, worry clear as day in each feature. His eyes are heavy with it. 

You sidle over once they're done kitting him up, a shy smile on your face. 

"Go get 'em, tiger," you say. 

James stares at you hard. "Shit," he mutters. "I don't think I've ever been this scared in my life." 

His hands slap at his sides, drumsticks sticking out of the pocket of his jeans. You smile at him gently and hold your hands out at chest height, palms up. 

He slides his own into yours slowly. 

"You can do this," you say confidently. 

"I know," he says, though he doesn't sound very sure. 

You turn his hands in yours and lean down to kiss each palm. "Good," you say after the first kiss, "luck," you finish with the second. 

His hands move like smoke in the air, elegant, and his fingers curl around your wrists, his thumbs pressed to your wrists. He can feel your pulse.

"Your heart's beating much slower than mine," he jokes. 

"It's because I'm not worried. A proper kiss for good luck?" 

"Oh, you better give me a great one, sweetheart. I need it." 

You drift into him, your chests pressed together as his hands slide from your wrists to the crooks of your elbows. You lift your chin as you kiss to reach him properly, his mouth searching with an urgency that surprises you. 

You raise your hand to his cheek and stroke it tenderly, wanting to ease the nerves eating at him.

"You can do this," you say, dragging his skin with your thumb, squishing his cheek roughly. You emphasise, "You're amazing. You're a fucking amazing drummer. Yeah?" 

He dives in for another quick kiss and nips at your bottom lip. You spring away from him, laughing, about to chide him when they get the signal to go on stage. 

His eyes widen, but it's not with fear. He looks excited. 

You rub your bottom lip with your thumb and watch him go. Spur of the moment, you shove your pinky and index finger into your mouth and whistle loudly. His shoulders hike and he shoots you a devilish smile. 

"Whoo! Go Jamie!" you shout. 

He makes a half heart with his hand.

[yuniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie]

Yandere Billy and Stu (2/4)

“Dewey!” She cried out

Instinctively Dwight ran over to her. Immediately wrapping arms around the woman’s sobbing form, not letting go as her cries muffled against his jacket, he held her tightly. Shushing her quietly, “Y/n!” Tatum herself arrived right after her older brother, she shoved the male to the side and hugged you tightly. Police barged into the home, on search. “What happened?” Dwight was just as concerned as Tatum, hell from the screaming and crying they could already tell what had happened, not until heads turned around to see Billy.

“Officer-i didn’t do anything!” Billy declared, angrily wriggling against the grip of the officer along with the cuffs. He locked eyes with you it sent shivers down your spine how void of emotion they looked. “Y/n! Tell them-“ The officer had none of it before Billy was shoved into the back of the car. You were frustrated how so suddenly and coincidentally your best friend Sidney’s boyfriend just shows up at the window right after an attacker that didn’t last too long fortunately, Tatum looked you over. “Dwight-please she should stay with us for now!”

Tatum knew better than to leave you alone, no one deserved to grief the death of their friend and have the same person who killed her friend come after her aswell. Y/n dealt with it alone would only toll on the poor girl. Her hair was all messy and a bit matted, She needed a break, a real long break from everything, going back to their house, their mother welcomed you eagerly with open arms to stay over, Tatum had been in the bathroom, While Dwight had been fluffing the pillows as clumsily, he remembered copying Tatum when she made her bed. “You can stay with Tatum.” His words were comforting, you had hoped no one fell victim to the killer anymore afterwards. Tatum arrived back, looking at you. “Billy is such a freak.” She mumbled before she sat on the bed opposite of you. You looked at her from the plush pillow. “Other than..what he did just now,” You started. Tatum nodded, “I don’t trust him even with Sid you know?”

Sidney was your friend ever since you moved to woodsboro, she knew you before the whole ordeal, ever since Billy started dating her Tatum saw the way Billy would look at you. He was weird, but the mention of Sidney tugged your heart strings, you knew she went missing right after Casey. It left only you, Tatum, Dwight. Billy, Randy, and Stu, but you were more comfortable around your friend’s boyfriend than Billy. Stu always made you laugh, he was eccentric but you couldn’t help but feel unease under his gaze-

—

Morning came around as sun shone through the windows of Tatum’s house, the blonde woke up before you. Just as tired before both of you walked to school, she had an arm around you. “Hey Y/n?” You both got interrupted by the sound of Randy’s voice. The Moviestore geek smiled at you. Tatum rolled her eyes. “She doesn’t want to talk.” He frowned a bit before he got to your side. He saw you flash him a small smile, your hand entertwined with his.

Ever since you and Randy got well acquainted you hadn’t admitted the fact you had a crush on the boy, despite everyone really just casting him in a bad light as some psycho geek sometimes, with recent news of Billy being interrogated as of current in the office. It was why Dewey wasn’t here,

“You heard about what happened with that guy?” “Billy?” Randy wasn’t the biggest fan of billy, he continued “It’s like standard horror movie shit- i told you he’s the prime suspect” Tatum gave Randy a side glare, “Did they interrogate you aswell?” She turned to him, it was a light question.

“Why would they ask you if you like to hunt. “‘Cause their bodies were gutted.”

The sound of Stu’s voice startled everyone. But you saw the way his eyes focused on you. He sent Randy a glare that only he would see, “Hey buddy.” He mocked, looking him up and down. Randy just stared blankly, not fazed. He looked back at you, sending you a look only you could see. He didn’t like Stu. “Hey Stu didn’t you used to date Casey?” You spoke up, As you all settled near the fountain. “Yeah for like 2 seconds.” He chortled, “Before she dumped you for Steve” Randy leaned his head in and chimed for a second.

“I thought you dumped her for me?” Tatum asked, Stu nodded and looked at Randy again, “I did he’s full of shit.” Randy retorted, “Maybe you did kill her since she dumped you.”

“Stu was with me,” Tatum shifted closer to Stu, he nodded aswell, sending a sleazy grin to Randy not without glancing at you,

—

Moving to woodsboro was a hectic start back then. But it was a opportunity to have made friends since you had moved there at a young age you had forgotten your own home town of before, but ever since this ghostface fucked around the town. Whoever they were,

“Well everyone has those officer.” Billy declared, the male had been abandoned at the police station for interrogation. To everyone’s dismay as the sheriff checked a call record there was no proof of him ever calling anyone at all. Deep down he was happy in a twisted way. He saw everyone here a potential victim afterwards. He cleared the record. No one would get in between him and Stu and you.

Ever since Stu laid eyes on you, Casey’s friend. Albeit, him and Billy yes, well weren’t expecting it. They’re killers, not people meant to be lovers, but it was a thorough plan both males had been thinking about ever since, no one ever suspected them, if Billy could get his hands on you again..

——

Walking back home to Tatum’s house, she was out for a while, you remembered her telling you she needed to get a few things before she came back. Wandering alone in the house your mind swam with thoughts. You heard the telephone ring,

Anger bubbled into her as she thought about it. Her hands clenching onto the phone pulling it out of the receiver. “You son of a bitch!” The words came out with a flurry of emotions. She couldn’t hold back her hatred for this cruel killer, “Ah ah ah, that’s not how you great a friend, is it?” It sounded more grainy, whoever this was. No one would admit to give it to them the modulator being used for their voice was more to hide the evidence and identity of who they were. “We aren’t friends you ps-psycho!” And it couldn’t helpt but break into tears again, they had killed her friends, they had attacked her, she didn’t have her parents. What more could she do? She had hoped Tatum arrived soon. “Why the tears. Y/N?” They snarled on the phone angrily. “Fuck you!” The phone was shoved back into the receiver. Falling onto the floor breaking into wails.

T”Y/N!” Tatum’s eyes widened, the blonde rushed over to her sobbing friend’s side. She hugged her tightly and felt tears soaking her own shirt, “What’s wrong, Y/N? Was it him again?”

Tatum heard the phone ring again, she couldn’t let this happen, it can’t keep happening. Seeing her friend, who had nothing to do with this, who was innocent, to be toyed with like this, “T-tate-no!” She cried.

“Who the fuck is this? What the hell do you think this is some kind of joke?!”

Static was on the other side, this only got more out of hand by day. “Your protecting your dear little Y/N.”

“Tatum?” They taunted,

[final-girl96]

My Boyfriend's Back Halloween Bonus Scene

Halloween 1995

It was Halloween, the one night of the year that you could pretend to be anything or anyone you wanted, and nobody could judge you. Stu was having his yearly Halloween party. The Macher house would be decked out in halloween decorations, and everyone from school would be there. Costumes were required, and if you showed up without one, you'd be kicked out. It's only been a month since I found mom brutally murdered, but I need a distraction. I wasn't going to sit around and end up like my sister.

Sidney barely comes out of her room and she hasn't talked to Billy all that much. When he does come over or when we convince her to hang out, she won't even let him hold her hand. I've seen the pain of rejection behind his eyes and I've tried to talk to her about it, but she won't listen. She's so worried about turning out to be like mom. "Mom was a lying, cheating, whore, something you're not and never will be." She had slapped me for saying that. "Don't ever talk about mom like that ever again!"

I tried convincing her to come to the party, dress up, and have fun, let loose a little. But she wouldn't open her bedroom door. The guy was caught and behind fucking bars. I don't know what more she wants. She can't grieve forever. But I wasn't going to let her drag me down with her. I was going to have fun tonight. Stu and I were dressed as Shaggy and Velma and Stu carried around a small stuffed Scooby-Doo. There were so many amazing costumes. Billy just showed up with a white tee-shirt covered in blood looking pissed off and annoyed.Tatum was a sexy pirate and Randy was dressed as Jimmy Carrey's, The Mask.

Everything was great, horror movies played on the TV, music was blaring through the house, food and drinks lined the kitchen counters. People danced and stood around talking, and just having a good time. Stu couldn't keep his hands off of me though, which isn't anything new. Him, Billy, and I were in the kitchen. I was sitting on the counter of the island facing the sink, Stu stood between my legs, hands resting on my hips. Bully stood beside us, beer in hand, and a scowl on his face.

"What the fuck is Sid's deal? What's going on with her?" Billy asked. "Our mom was just murdered a month ago, Billy. Not only that but she was raped before Cotton Weary stabbed her over and over and over. Then Sid and I were the ones to find her. That does shit to your head," I said. He scoffed, "And yet, you're here partying and acting like nothing happened. You don't pull away from Stu when he goes to hold your fucking hand." His voice was starting to raise, face getting red from how pissed off he was. His hand tightened around the beer bottle to the point I thought he might break it.

"Hey, man, relax. Forget about Sidney and just have fun," Stu told him, slapping his hand on his shoulder. Billy shrugged Stu's hand off his shoulder and walked away. Stu shook his head, turned fully to me, and wrapped his arms around my waist. He pulled me closer so I was flush against him and my ass was barely on the counter. "Zoniks! I think he's mad, Velma," He said in Shaggy's voice. I laughed, wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. "Jinkies, I think you're right, Shaggy."

"God, I fucking love you." He kissed me again, this time deepening it. He trailed his lips down my jaw to my neck. "We should go upstairs so I can do what I do best, Velma…eat." I hit his shoulder and looked around. "Oh, my god, Stu! Stop. We are not doing that with a house full of people!" He picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder and marched through the house, swerving through the crowd of our classmates until we were in the living room. The door that led directly to the living room was blocked with people so he took the long way. He set me down, sat on the couch, and pulled me onto his lap.

It wasn't until almost two in the morning when everyone left. We were all going to be tired as hell tomorrow for school. After everyone left, I helped Stu clean everything up before we headed upstairs. I was about to take my wig off when he stopped me. "Wait! Leave everything on, I wanna play." I raised my eyebrows and chuckled. "What?" I asked. "We have a mystery to solve," he said. I smiled at him before clearing my throat and looking at him with a straight face. "And what mystery would that be, Shaggy?" I asked, pushing the glasses up on my nose.

He stalked towards me, "why my cock isn't buried deep inside that tight pussy of yours." I squealed when he picked me up and threw me onto the bed. "You know I'm not ready for that," I said, looking up at him. He looked at me from the foot of the bed. "That's fine, baby. But, I'm still going to do what I do best…eat!" His hands wrapped around my ankles and yanked me to the end of the bed. Stu dropped to his knees, spread my legs, and kissed from my ankle to the inside of my thigh, dangerously close to my covered pussy.

He did the same to the other leg before sliding my panties off and throwing them behind him. His hands spread my legs wider. "Such a pretty cunt. How wet are you, baby?" I gasped when he slid his thumb through my slit, settling on my clit, and rubbing small and slow circles on it. "Already so wet and I haven't even done anything." Stu then slid his fingers down and pushed his middle finger inside of me. "You're going to come on my fingers then you're going to come on my tongue."

He pumped his finger in and out a few times before sliding his ring finger inside, stretching me a little. His fingers curled in a come hither motion. He went slow at first, then slowly picked up the pace, hitting the spit deep inside of me that had me clenching around his fingers. His thumb drew lazy circles on my clit until I came undone around his two thick digits. "Good girl. That's it, baby, come all over my fingers." He worked his fingers in a way that had me moaning his name over and over.

He leaned forwards, sucking my clit into his mouth, continuing to pump his finger inside of me. Stu's tongue flicked over the sensitive bud sending shockwaves through me. I was becoming sensitive, but that wouldn't stop him. He would keep going until my legs were shaking so bad I wouldn't be able to walk. I thread my fingers through his hair, tugging, and pulling him closer. "Stu! Fuck don't stop!" I was coming again within seconds. I needed more. I needed him to stretch me open. I need him inside of me. Now!

"More. I need more. Please, Stu, just fuck me!" He didn't stop his assault with his tongue and fingers. I always said this. Always wanted more. Always told him to fuck me but he never did because he knew I wasnt ready. But I'm ready. I'm ready for him ro stretch me open on his thick cock. I came again for the third time. Squirting all over him and the bed. "Stu, please, I'm serious. I want you to fuck me. I'm ready." He pulled away, sucking his fingers into his mouth, and slowly stood. "You're one-hundred percent sure?" He asked. I nodded my head. "Words, baby, I need to hear you say it."

"Yes. I'm ready. I want this. I want you, now, please!" I begged. A grin spread across his face. "Strip! Now!" I sat up and stripped my shirt and bra off. When I went to take the skirt off, he stopped me. "Keep that, the thigh highs, and glasses on. You're so fucking sexy!" He stripped out of his clothes, his hard thick cock stood proudly. It's not the first time I've seen his cock. We do other stuff. We just haven't actually had sex. "As much as I'd like to feel your tight little cunt around my cock without a condom…" he reached into a drawer and pulled one out. I thought about it and stopped him. "I'm on birth control."

And I am. I've been on birth control for a year now. That's the only thing my mother didn't protest with me about. Stu looked at me, "Are you sure? I don't want to go doing this if you're not." I nodded my head, "I'm sure. I want to feel you completely." He dropped the condom, jumped on the bed, and helped me scoot up further. "I'll be gentle. If you need to stop, you let me know." He said, pushing the shirt up over my hips a little more so he had a better view of my pussy. "You're fucking soaked."

He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock and slid the tip through my soaked slit. "Fuck," he hissed. "You're so fucking beautiful." I flinched a little when the head of his cock brushed against my sensitive clit. "Stretch this tight cunt out on my cock." He pushed my legs further apart, and positioned himself at my entrance. "Remember, if you need to stop just tell me and I'll stop." I nodded my head and he slowly began to push into me.

It stung a little, and there was a lot of pressure, but Stu was gentle and went slow until he was completely sitting inside of me. He stayed still letting me adjust to his size. His lips connected to me, and he moved my legs to wrap around his waist. "You feel so good, baby. Doing so well for me." I lift my hips, "Move. Please." He slowly pulled out halfway, then pushed back in. "Fuck! Goddamn, your pussy is so fucking tight." He did that a few more times before pulling out almost all the way and slamming back into me. "Take me so well, baby. Such a good fucking girl."

His thrust was long and deep, hitting the spit only he could over and over. My nails dug into his skin, my legs wrapping around his tighter. "Stu! Harder. Harder! Fuck me harder!" He pulled out, flipped me over, pulled my ass up, and flipped the skirt up over it. Then he pushed back into me, fucking me at a new angle that somehow let him reach even deep. His hand landed on my ass leaving a sting behind. "Say my name, baby, let me hear you."

"Stu! Oh, God, don't fucking stop!" I moaned. Another slap to my ass on the other cheek. My walls tightened around him and just as I was going to come he pulled out and flipped me back over. "I want to see your face when you come on my cock." He lifted one of my legs over his shoulder letting him go even deeper, if that was possible, and fucked into me faster and harder. His hands kneaded my tits for a few seconds before one hand went to the leg over his shoulder and the other went to my clit.

He pressed his thumb over the bundle of nerves, pressed hard and drew tight fast circles that had my pussy clamping around his cock. My hips came off the bed but he pushed me back down. His hand was over where his cock was bulging and pressed down. "Be a good fucking girl and come on my cock." I threw my head back, gripped the sheets with one hand and his arm with the other. My orgasm hit my like a fucking freight train. I covered his cock, him, me, and the bedsheets with how hard I squirted. "That's it! Fuck! Good fucking girl!" He thrusts a few times before spilling inside of me until his cum was dripping out of me and down my ass to the bed.

Stu let my leg down, leaned down, and connected our lips. He didn't move, just rested his forehead against mine as we tried to catch our breaths. "You did so well, baby. Are you okay?" He asked, looking at me. I nodded my head and whined when he slipped out of me. "I'm going to go run a hot bath, and I'll be back to get you." He kissed me again, "I love you." Then he went into the bathroom.

[marcellaasblog]

My maid.

Main masterlist

Summary: You needed the extra money really bad, so your best friend Sidney shows you a way she makes money and how you can too,but this job has a little dirty twist to it.

Warnings for the whole series:angst,smut, fluff,alcohol, smoking,p in v, squirting, daddy kink, digrating kink, pervert Eddie, insecure reader,dom Eddie,shy reader, jealous Eddie.

Author's notes: If their is incorrect spelling Im sorry and I'll definitely edit it later on.

This is inspired by a girl on TikTok thats a topless maid and I was very intrigued by it,so why not make into a fic.

Part 1 // part 3 // part 4 // part 5

Part 2

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You and Sidney were in a rush this morning.

She was running all over the place grabbing her costume and other things she may need for today. You try to calm her down but all she was worried about was this Eddie guy and how he was gonna get pissed for being late and she can't lose a costume no matter how annoying they may be.

"Sid calm down." You Tell her as she frantically tries to find her keys she's throwing pillows everywhere she's moving furniture she's opening drawers she's just making a whole mess for herself to clean up later.

"We're my keys? Where are my keys? Where are my keys?" She asked, scattering her whole place around.

"Dude there in your hand." She looks down at her hand as she grunts feeling very annoyed because she just made a mess for no reason.

"Come on, let's go, I'll help you clean up later." You grab her hand as she picks up her duffle bags from the couch.

"We are never going out the day before I have an early shift." You can see Sidney is still tired and exhausted. Was Going to Eddie's place that big of a deal.

"Yeah yeah,I will cry about it later,let's just go before I change my mind."

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As you and Sidney walk up to this Eddie guy's house,you curiously look around this new environment. It was a little messy outside, bear bottles and cigarette buds all over the grass and plants In Front of his house.

Sidney, already annoyed by it all not even wanting to do this shift, bangs on Eddie's door looking back at you, giving you that "I don't wanna do this." Type of look.

The door opens and stands a tall man with fluffy brown short hair beauty marks all over his face as he flashes his pearly whites leaning on the door.

"Ahh Sidney my favorite girl, what brings you here?" Was this Eddie you though cause wow he was pretty.

"Move along Steve, where's Eddie?"

I guess that's not Eddie .

"Why didn't he ask for you? Steve said letting you and Sidney into the shared house.

"Uh yeah he did, he made an appointment 2 nights ago for me to come today." Sidney said, putting her bag down on the brown sofa.

Steve takes his eyes off of Sidney as he lets his eyes roam your body as he smirks at you .

"Who's your friend over here?" Steve asked, waving his finger at you.

"Y/n she's my childhood best friend, the one I talk about a lot." Sidney said, making her way into the hall.

"Ah so you're the best friend,well it's great to meet you named Steve". Steve said, shaking your hand.

You smile as you introduce yourself.

"Nice place you go here." You looked up at the ceiling, the walls and decorations; everything was so elegant and neat.

"Thanks, my dad left this house behind before he passed."

" oh shit I'm sorry I shouldn't have brought it up." You looked into his brown eyes.

"No, no, don't feel sorry." Steve said. "He was a douche anyways.

You huffed as you relaxed your shoulders.

A girl with short dirty blonde hair comes out from the back door.she looked sweaty and tired she had on a white muscle shirt and loose plants. You could see she was working outside by how messy her shirt was.

"Is Sidney here?" She asked, trying to catch her breath resting her hands on her knees.

"Yes robin she is getting changed." Steve relayed back with an annoyed tone..

"Cool,cool I'll be back then." Robin raced into the hallway seeing her short hair fly everywhere.

"What was that for?"

"Well, robin has a little crush." Steve huffs. "Who am I kidding? She has a MASSIVE crush on your friend.

Steve leans against the counter top sipping his drink."really Sidney. She has a crush on sidney."

Steve giggles "yeah why do you think we call her for?".

"Well she told me about a guy named Eddie." You looked at Steve confused.

" oh yeah no. She tells Eddie to call Sidney for her because she has too much of a baby to do it herself."

You nod your head at Steve. "Ohh" Steve laughs" yeah oh"

"So Eddie isn't a 30 year old pervert living in his mom's basement?" You had to ask just to be clear.

"God no,more of a 25 year old nerd that still plays dungeons and dragons and wears batman pajamas to bed that he has already outgrown since the 10th grade."

"Hey, don't make fun of my jammies." You heard a voice come from the hallway. You expected a bald short dude but nope you were wrong.. AGAIN.

Eddie was around 5'10, 5'11 you wanna say. He had long brown curly frizzy hair with uncut bangs that almost went over his eyes. He had really nice tattoos with bats on his arm and maybe more you couldn't really tell.

Eddie wanted to run into the hallway like Robin does everytime she sees Sidney. He was nervous. He shouldn't be this is his house too after all but God were you gorgeous. You had on these nice fitted black jeans that shaped your thighs nicely and a red turtleneck on that was a bit baggy but still showed off your curves.

"Hi you are?" You shook Eddie's hand feeling the warmth, smoothness of his palm and the thickness of his finger as they glazed over yours.

"Uhh umm y/n names y/n." You smiled at the boy.

Eddie giggled, noticing you were a big nervous or shy person.

"Well hi uhh, umm y/n, im Eddie." He mocked you.

"It's just y/n." You giggled, whipping your sweaty palms down your jeans.

"Yeah I know.so what brings you to the Munsons, Harrington, Buckley residents?" Eddie asked, patting Steve's shoulder as he walked past him to the kitchen.

"Hey, my name was supposed to be first." Steve pouted

"Oh shut it." You snorted at his and Steve's bickering.

"Anyways what brings you to hear sweetheart?" Eddie looks directly at you without breaking eye contact as he sips his juice. Little weird. Yeah.

"She's with sidney." Steve answered.

"Ohhh so robin wanted two this time, I see " Eddie snarked at Steve hitting his shoulder as Steve bowled his head .

"Oh no I'm not". Before you could finish Sidney came out from the restroom in a maid costume that covers barely anything and rides up her thighs. She has on no shirt or bra letting her boobs hang out freely.Your eyes widened at the state of your friend as you looked at her as she put her bag down on their couch.

"Well I'll get out of your lady's way,but y/n if you need anything just let me know my room is the last one to the right." Steve lets you know as he quickly disappears into the hallway.

You could hear whispers in the hallway as robin is pushed out of the hallway as she nervously leans on the wall almost missing the Wall as she crosses her feet stuffing her hand in her thrift stored pants.

Eddie laughs as he taps your shoulder.

"Have fun and make sure Robin doesn't faint." Her eyes follow up to Robin's flustered red face as she pulls her shirt collar away from her neck.

"Trust me she did it last time after your little friend left so just keep an eye on her Please." Eddie said, winking at you as he headed for the front door.

"I'LL BE HACK STEVE GONNA GO EAT LUNCH WITH WAYNE." Eddie said, taking his keys off the hook as he walked out of the front door in his black and yellow batman pants and blank top.

"I swear he's the one to call for me and never stays. What's the point of cleaning if he isn't gonna watch just like all the other customers?" Sid said as she walked to the kitchen rolling her eyes as she saw the stacked up dishes in the roommate's sink.

"That's what you think." You whispered to yourself.

"What was that?" Sid asked, tying her hair up into a low bun.

"Huh, oh nothing." You make eye contact with a robin biting down on your bottom lip looking back and forth at your best friend and the shy girl as you try to hide your smirk as robin puts her finger to her lips trying to shush you up.

"Well I'm on the couch, show me what you got." You tell sid making your way to the couch as you look back at robin looking down on her feet.

"Robin why don't you come join me will yah?" You pat the couch cushion letting her know to sit down by you as you smirked her way.

"Um, okay. sure." Robin said, fixing her shirt as she looked down at her feet as she sat by you as you grabbed her knee.

"Don't be nervous babe Trust me sid nice just enjoy yeah." You whispered into the girl's ear patting her knee.

She smiled as she moved her hair behind her ear.

"Okay."

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Eddie came back 30 minutes later seeing your face buried into your hands as you tried to hide your laughed as you would look at your friend and back at robin who would stare at sidney with a blank stare and mouth dropped open it was like she left her body as she would roam your best friend body.

Eddie snickered as he joined you and Robin on the couch.

"Robin, close your mouth before a fly flies into it."

Robin snapped back into reality as she reached over your back hitting Eddie's shoulder.

"Shut up ass." She whispered through her teeth.

You snorted at Robin as you looked up at your friend as she rolled her eyes tieing up the kitchen trash bag.

"Okay kitchen done y/n your turn." Sidney walks into the kitchen as she grabs her bag, dropping it into your lap.

"Wait what?" Your blood rushes to your head a little nervous that you had to do the same thing the first day.

"Yup get up and go change." She pulled you up from the couch.

"How did you-" Sidney cut you off before you could finish.

"I looked through your clothes and found the size of your dresses and bought you one when we went to the lingerie store."

"Is that why you took forever?"

"Yup. go change and you're welcome." Your best friend smiled as she pats your shoulder as she lets her black hair fall down from her bun she made for the 4th time today.

"But I don't wanna show you know." You motion at your boobs.

"You don't have to, I bought you the full cover up costume."

You were a little relieved but still mad at Sidney for not warning you before.

"Are yall okay with this?" You asked Eddie and robin.

Eddie roams your body as he smirks looking back up at your eyes.

"I'm cool with it. Robin?" Eddie asked, looking at the girl as her eyes were still on your friend.

"Uhhh what? Oh yeah I'm cool with it." She said looking back at your friend.

"Alright then I'll be back."

You entered the hallway heading towards the bathroom not really needing to guess we're it was when there was a big sign outside of the door saying "Bathroom" with a poop emoji on top of the bold letters. You giggle as you enter their bathroom setting down the duffel bag on the toilet top locking the door.

You calmed yourself down, setting down your phone on the top of the toilet as you opened the black duffel wincing as you looked down.

You took out this beautiful full body maid outfit and yes it was a full outfit that won't show your boobs well not your whole boob.

The skirt was a bit short but they came with nice fitted fishnets.

You had a decent body, you were not skinny and all like your friend but you had a nice body , so you hoped these were your size.

Time for tryouts.

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"So why the googly eyes Eddie." Robin asked as she shifted towards Eddie patting his knee to get his attention.

"What do you mean?" He asked

"Don't you know what I mean?" Robin nudged him in the shoulder.

Eddie arched his eyebrows as he stared at robin.

"Is it that obvious?" He asked worriedly, playing with the hems of his shirt.

"Yup." Robin said as she popped the p.

"Damnit." Eddie whispered.

"Who's making googly eyes?" Sidney asked as she sat down on the couch crossing her jacket over her chest.

"Eddie to your little friend." Robin blurts out.

Eddie smacks Robin's shoulder giving her the crazy eyes warning her to not say anything else.

Sidney shifted in her seat as she stared at Eddie scoffing at him as she turned her attention towards the tv.

Before Eddie and Robin could react to it they could hear the clock of the door shutting as their eyes made contact with the entrance of the hallway.

Eddie eye's eyes widened as he shifted in his spot and robin wowed as she traced your body with her eyes.sidney stared at you in spite as she got up from her seat heading to the kitchen.

"So how do I look?" You asked shifting in your shoes dropping Sidney duffle bags on the couch.

"You look" Eddie paused. "Wow. I mean you look good I like it." Eddie replied nervously rubbing the back of his neck, chuckling as Robin smirked at him.

"I think you look hot." Robin said, smiling at you as she turned her head towards Sidney that exited the kitchen with her keys and water bottle in her hand. She makes her way towards Eddie putting her hand out.

"My pay." She said

"Why are you leaving so soon?" Robin asked, rubbing her face in panic.

"I did my part so it's time to go." Sidney replies looking towards you.

"Y/n go get changed." You didn't question as you made your way towards the bathroom. You didn't know why the sudden Change in Sydney you thought was going to help you get the job but I guess not."

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"Hey y/n?" Eddie asked as he saw you putting on your coat as you were heading towards the door with Sidney.

"Uh yes." You turned to Sidney before turning towards Eddie.

"Maybe next week you can come over we're having a party. It's just gonna be me, Robin, Steve and a couple of our other friends." He asked, messing with the back of his bracelet.

You smiled at Eddie jester " yeah I would like that can sidney come with her pretty much my ride." You laughed looking up at your brunette friend.

"Sure, why not let's go." She said, taking your hand as she made her way out the door.

"IT WAS NICE MEETING YOU." Eddie yelled as the door slammed shut.

"Someone got a little crush."

"Shut up robin."

Steve comes out from his room looking up from the uo from his phone looking at his two friends' confused faces.

"What did I miss?"

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Sidney opens the door to her penthouse walking towards the refrigerator taking out a Jamaican me Happy seagram that she regularly drinks to whine down.

"So do I get the job." You asked as you took the bottle from her hand taking a swig of her peach and strawberry flavored drink.

Sidney huffs before answering. She knows you needed a job but she was confixing what to tell you because of the way she felt.

"Yes you have the job."

You jump in enjoyment hugging your Best friend, almost spilling her drink as you grab her face, kiss her cheek, and her forehead in happiness, thanking her for this opportunity.

"Okay okay stop." Sidney giggles, taking your hands off her face.

"Thank you really, you're amazing." Sidney blushed at your compliment.

"You're welcome, my best friend. I'll do anything for you."

You smiled before leaving another kiss on her cheek before getting up from your seat heading to the kitchen to get another drink for you and her.

"By the way. You still wanna go to Eddie's party Saturday or no cause we don't have too."

Sidney really didn't want to. But like she stated she would do anything for you, even if her feelings were getting hurt during the process.

"Fuck it why not." You did your little happy dance in your spot smiling at your best friend. She smiled at your state as her stomach rumbled in jealousy.

Sidney was definitely going to regret saying yes.

Taglist: @eddiesguitarskills @tiklick73 @kpge1218 @danielbrandt

The @ crossed out did not let me tag y'all sorry about that.

[sidneyprescottswhore]

ive actually thought about writing this before so tysm for the request

also im super tired so im so sorry this may be short

warnings: mommy kink, dom!sidney, age gap (reader is 22, sidney is 32), sidney calls reader “pretty girl” and “babydoll” , milf! sid

you always had a thing for sid.

ever since you were 18, you would look at her and think; “don’t have a chance with this woman” “shes too old, that’s weird” “that’s my friends’ cousin. stop” or “she doesn’t think of me in the way.”

it wasn’t until you turned 20 that sidney had realized her feelings towards you. of course, you didn’t know that. and she didn’t want you to know that.

but now, the both of you were cramped into the bathroom together, her fingers knuckle deep inside of you. her other hand shoving her fingers into your mouth to keep you quiet.

nobody was supposed to know this was happening, and if you were being honest.. you didn’t think it was real. there was just no way, sidney fucking prescott, the woman who is the cousin of your best friend, the woman who is 10 years older than you, was fucking you in a closet while jill sat in her room, not knowing you were even at her house.

sidney didn’t want to take you up to her room, she was worried of the risk of being caught by her cousin. and she knew damn well if that happened, she would never recover from that embarrassment.

so, the two of you were fucking in the downstairs bathroom. and as she continued to fuck you thoroughly with her fingers, the more you felt like you couldn’t go on. you were gonna cum soon, though you wanted this moment to last. you never knew if this would happen ever again.

“holy- fuck, mommy” as soon as that last word fell from your lips you immediately backed off of sidney.

you felt that fuzzy feeling that was in your stomach previously, creep its way back up, because there was no way you just called sidney prescott mommy. you knew she would never get over this. that she would tease you for the rest of your life. that she’s never gonna pull you into this exact bathroom again and fuck you while jill sits in the other room, unknowingly of what’s happening in the bathroom just downstairs.

“woah, what’s wrong?” you felt her hands around your waist, attempting to pull you backwards.

she looked at you with a small frown. she knew you were upset. but the thing is: she didn’t give a shit that you had called her mommy, and when you called her that she had just wanted to pound her fingers into you. make you feel so good. because she thought what you said two minutes back was the hottest thing she had ever heard.

“if this is about what you said, dont stress it.” she paused for a moment, her hands making their way to your breasts as she inched forward.

“i thought it was actually pretty fucking hot, and you might’ve just made me cum in my pants just from that” you heard her chuckle into your ear as her middle finger slipped into your cunt.

“now tell me, who’s mommy’s pretty girl?” she whispered, her index finger pushing into you now.

you let out a small sigh, the returning feeling of your core heating up was back. and you didn’t even feel embarrassed anymore, her thinking that you calling her something like mommy just had turned you on more.

“me, m’mommy’s pretty girl.” you whined into the palm that had came to quiet you down. but she had heard you. you could tell she had from the pace she was moving at now.

she curled her fingers inside of you, making you choke out a small low whimper from the bottom of your throat. “so beautiful.” she sighed into your ear, the hand that was just covering your mouth now moving to your breasts once more. she cupped one of them, twiddling with your nipple.

you had felt your orgasm coming, and it was coming quick. it sent you completely over the edge when a third finger entered you, stretching you out. small whines left your lips

“quiet babydoll, you don’t want my cousin to come and find you, right? shh.. cum for mommy’s pretty girl.” she whispered into your ear.

your body moving on its own, your hands gripped at the bathroom sink, trying to find something to hold yourself up on as your orgasm crashed into you.

“mommy- fuck-“ your body convulsed, ragged sighs leaving your lips.

“tell me how much you like it.” she groaned.

“love it- love it so much mommy, m’cumming- m’cumming, oh god mommy-“ after the last word left your mouth, you lunged forward, your body giving out as the pressuring orgasm ran throught your body. your knuckles were beginning to grow white, still holding onto the counter beneath you.

“so good for mommy.” she cooed into your ear, slowly alipping her fingers out of your cunt.

[boyinatown]

LOOKISM CHAPTER 433 ( SPOILERS)

warning: massive spoilers so dont scroll until ur that far .

i am spoiling u guys rn even tho im tired so thank me 🤞

actual footage of me tryna understand if jinyeong is daniels dad:

daniel when his mom started acting tf up.

daniel thinking of excuses:

daniel as we speak:

daniels family when he showed up all fine and shit

jake was definetly staring at this mf ´s ass .

OH MY GHODDDDD I AM GOIJG VETLA WHAT SID HAPPENING OMG STP WAIT JAKE/?? DADDYp HUHHH PINK TIP??? BIG BBALLS??? GRUNTING NOISES???

mood:

spot the difference:

´´ he´s so big and so dumb , and one day im gonna top him´ - twink from q force

bro definetly has that corona virus, plague , lung disorder and Schizophrenia , bc wtf is he even smiling at bro?? like can someone get my boy some hair. teeth, and new clothes lookin like he´s gonna audition for one direction gtfo 😭😭

not the locs/dreads... man.. why is ptj so obsessed with drawing poc hairstyles on pale bitches.

pov: ur daniel and u see ur cousin after a long time:

NO NO WALK AWAY DANIEL WALK AWAYYYYY

me knowing whats gonna happen:

WHY SHE HANGING LIKE TTHAT.... REMINDS ME OF THISSS

litereally grandma :

daniels fam when gma start actin up

SHE KNOWS JINYEON?? IS THAT HER EX OR SMTH? WHY WAS HE IN HER HOUSE BEFORE?? SHE KICKED EM OUT??? GMA A FREAKY GYAL??

pov : ur one of daniels family member

daniels mom ignoring her son being beat up:

daniel vs gma

extra meme that reminded me to much of them:

the cult where mira, zack and johan were bought in that episode:

[rebouks]

I figured it'd be interesting to pick apart Oscar's nightmare.. for science! Sorta like an author's note ig ⚆_⚆

Groundhog Day: Oscar feels trapped. Every time he tries to sort his shit out, something happens that forces his unhealthy coping mechanisms into overdrive. Every time he tries to fix his relationship with his family, Courtney, etc.. he's reminded how unsafe it might be to keep them close, so he pushes them away again. Every time he and Ivan feel like they're getting somewhere, it's ripped from their grasp again. He's tired, and he's worried that without self medicating, he won't be able to keep going.

The Radio: Nothing too spectacular here. The radio report about Spencer is wishful thinking. At this point, Oscar's not even been in rehab for a full week! There's no way Ivan or even Sid could have worked that fast. The various songs that played over and over are just some of his favourites, though the lyrics are quite applicable to how he feels/what he's going through.

TOOL - Parabola | Forty Six & 2

Oscar's Reflection: Finally deciding to work on himself isn't sitting easily.. Oscar hates introspection. He doesn't like 'looking' at himself, or trying to figure out why he is the way he is. Does he even like himself? Will he ever get to a point where he can stomach the man looking back at him? He doesn't know, and he reaaaally doesn't want to think about it. Little dramatic maybe, but he genuinely has to.. otherwise he might not be around for much longer. He's not lying when he says he legit doesn't understand why Courtney or anyone else loves him. He doesn't think it's a self esteem issue though ⚆_⚆

Courtney: Guilt, basically.. he loves Cookie so so much, but he genuinely feels like she'd be better off if she never met him. He knows his actions (though unintentional) have hurt her deeply, and he knows she's putting on a brave face. Like Oscar, Courtney buries her feelings - she hasn't spoken to him or anyone else about what happened. He's worried about her, but he's also worried that if she deals with those feelings properly, she'll finally realise the danger he unwillingly put her in and leave for good. He's sure it's not the case, though he does wonder if she'd have left if she wasn't pregnant.

Stuffed Animals: A representation of the past, I suppose. Oscar can barely remember being young and carefree, he was a pretty emotionally mature kid, though the way he dealt with those emotions was anything but mature. Now look at you. Oscar's disappointed in himself, and he figures everyone else is too. Courtney's bunny is a little more forgiving though, reminding him that although he might not be happy with himself right now, he can still dream.. aim to be and do better. That's what 'she' means by there's no epilogue to be found in here. This isn't the end of the road, not yet!

Wyatt's Presence/Helping Hand: He's not fond of Wyatt by any means, but he doesn't hate him as much as he says he does; nor does he want him dead. Oscar's a compassionate man who likes to think there's some good in everyone. Wyatt's not the only one who pays close attention to the actions of others.. Oscar's noticed he behaves like a man with nothing to lose, which he finds odd (and fucking scary) because if anything, the opposite is true. He doesn't trust him, he unnerves him, doesn't understand him... But surely no one's a completely rotten apple? Conscious Oscar isn't so quick to admit/believe any of this, but on a subconscious level, maybe.

Ivan's Suicide: Certainly out of character. Ivan isn't suicidal, never has been. No, this is more about Oscar's fear of losing him. He's recently come to realise just how important Ivan is to him, he doesn't feel like he's been a very good friend (hence the reason he was unable to stop Ivan from killing himself). Oscar's been so wrapped up in his own turmoil that he's offered little to no support in return, and he knows it. Ivan's unwavering support and lack of judgement has moved Oscar, kept him going when he didn't think he could. Aside from Courtney and his family, Oscar wants to better himself in part so he can return the favour. The fact that Ivan's still out there working whilst he's stuck in rehab is a scary thought, especially since he's not allowed to contact anyone. He hopes his friend is still alive and well in the waking world.

Oscar's Past Selves: Hindsight is wonderful, isn't it? It'd be too easy for us to go back and warn ourselves of the mistakes we'll make in the future. The only thing we can do is learn from the past and apply that knowledge to our future decisions. Oscar's mostly let go of his grudge where Sid/Alton are concerned, he's tired of being bitter. Sid was busy, not in touch with her maternal side or her emotions... Alton's absent-minded. He needed more attention from them, more guidance, but he never got it. He didn't ask. Perhaps it's too much to ask of a child to realise what they're lacking and request it, but Oscar knows he made his own decisions. Salton/Noah's absence should be noted here, it's fairly important that Oscar's finally looking at himself instead of blaming other people; finally trying to make amends with his history and his choices, however poor they may have been. At the end of the day, we have but ourselves for company... One thing's for damn sure, Oscar's gonna try his hardest to be there for his own kid(s), no matter what.

Extras: I have no idea what two two zero two means. Same goes for the line: that's when it ends. 😉 The threshold is not what it seems... The barriers we place upon ourselves regarding what we can/should think, do, and feel aren't always what they're cracked up to be. Somnia iacebat ruinas = your dreams lay in ruins.

As ever I had no plans before going into this little 'story', though it was fun to take a trip into Oscar's mind. Talk about horror (⊙_⊙;)