I’d Sell My Soul For Alexa Demie. Not Playing.

*peaks around the corner* heard you wanna write p*rn 👀

Gross ghostface knife play p*rn perhaps???

--@the-slasher-files 💕🔪

@the-slasher-files

You’re an outsider to this equation. You always have been. You’re not naive enough to think otherwise. And you don’t mind; they had their own thing long before you came around, and even as an outsider, the three of you worked. So it was an honour in its own right to be let into what they had cultivated together. Still, it was curious to see the jagged lines of separation laid out so clearly for you. The difference always boiled down to the carnal acts, whether sex or murder.

Your hand lingers on the door frame, index finger stroking at the grooves as you stare at the sight before you. Stu is on his back, arms restrained to the bed’s metal headboard. Deep red lines of irritation cut into his wrists, and you’re unsure if that’s due to the man’s thrashing or the material being pulled too taut against such delicate flesh. Not that he seemed to mind, you could hear the small noises of contentment that came from below Billy. Each little noise went straight through your body like gentle thrums of lightning.

“Like what you see?” Billy breaks you from your trance, his voice a low rumble. He doesn’t spare you a look; his bare back turned to you from where he’s sat between Stu’s spread thighs. The muscles in Billy’s back ripple as he moves, the red-stained point of a knife coming into your field of vision.

Your heart hammers against your chest, nails curling against the wood of the doorframe. You feel like you can’t breathe, anticipation (or perhaps dread) wringing your lungs and holding the precious air within hostage.

“It’s okay; he likes it. Don’t you?” The words are met by an enthusiastic little mewl and the creaking of a bed from Stu’s canting hips. “You’re so delicate,” Billy continues to speak, his hips rocking forward as he brings the knife down till the point digs into the meat of Stu’s thigh. “I’d love to do this to you one day, think about it all the time. So does Stu.” You’re paralyzed watching the knife drag along the skin, a thin red line forming and tiny beads of blood bubble to the surface before the tension breaks and it begins to dribble down and catch amongst Stu’s leg hair. “Don’t know if you can take what we’d give you though, but Stu can take it. Can’t you?”

Stu babbles something nonsensical in response, a litany of yes and please, Billy’s name, and shockingly, your name finds its way rolling off his tongue. It makes your heart flutter in your chest, a juxtaposition to the churning in your stomach.

“Come here.” You’re helpless to the tone Billy uses, enthralled by it as your hand drops from the door frame and your legs begin to move, the floorboards creek as you approach the bed.

The sight that awaits you makes your stomach knot, and you cannot discern if it’s from disgust or arousal. The thin lines on Stu’s thigh seem insignificant to his chest’s deep cuts. His skin is clammy, sweat-slicked and stained red and you honestly would be concerned if the man didn’t look absolutely blissful at this moment, cock hard and drooling against his stomach.

Billy holds out the knife, his hand steady and unmoving. Then, finally, he lifts his gaze to stare at you. Dark eyes stare at you, and the corners of kiss-bitten lips curl upwards. “Do you want to join?”

okay the whole time i was watching the curve i was like hm. if euphoria was made in the nineties matthew actually could've played nate amazingly 😭 and then i sat and reflected on my taste and opinions 😭😭😭

wait

...

....wait..

wait a minute.....

amy I think ur on to something

I honestly hate nate cause he is a dick and I dont think he's attractive but...

if matthew played him I would be all over that dick im not even gonna lie I wouldn't care if he's a bitch 😭😭

hi, i've getting into euphoria recently and i was wondering if you could write some poly!maddie and cassie with a fem!reader? it could be some time after season 2 with them liking the same girl, because y'know we love a trainwreck. reader is pretty normal, sort of like a background character but she's pretty charming and playful and just has no idea about any drama at school. she only knows these 2 as those girls who fought each other in lexi's play, poor girl has no idea what's going on. in truth, i just wanna see a trainwreck with maddie and cassie with a completely oblivious reader. sorry if it's a little long ;-;

I absolutely love this idea it literally temporarily got rid of my writers block tysm.

poly!maddie and cassie x reader

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒! none

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! swearing, might not be exactly what was requested, I was feeling a bit too fluffy.. oops..

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! on mobile, format might be weird. lowercase intended, unedited, double periods intended

two months ago, you didn't have a clue what was going on between maddy perez and cassie howard. as far as you were concerned, they were just two ex best friends who both happened to like you. however, it was much more than that. you knew about nate jacobs, and the fact that he has been on-and-off with maddy, but you had no clue that cassie had been with him too.

you had your own little circle, consisting of stoners who never payed any attention to anything, and people who genuinely didn't care about their education, who hardly ever went to class. so when you asked your friends what had happened, they were clueless as well.

you'd never truly tried to find out what had happened between the girls though, or why they fought, even though you were friends with lexi. in all honesty, you thought it would be better if you stayed oblivious. why? because you knew that finding out could change the way you viewed them, and you weren't ready for that.

lexi had told you about a week ago that they liked you, and you had been thinking about what to do ever since. neither of the girls had ever been in a poly relationship, and you were certain that they never would be. you hadn't been in one either, the closest you had gotten was being in a open relationship.

however, when you got word from lexi that she had talked to cassie for you, your view on the situation changed.

"wait.. so, you like y/n, right?" cassie looked over at lexi, panicking and trying to figure out how she knew. "um, what? no, why would you even think that? that's like, so gross.. like who even is she?!" lexi laughed at her sisters behavior and rolled her eyes. "yeah, okay. you know maddy likes her too, right?" cassie sighed and looked away, now upset. "yes obviously I know, lexi." lexi muttered an 'ookay..' and thought about what to say next. she wanted to get cassie to be open to at least the idea of being in a relationship with y/n and maddy, she thought that maybe it would help it actually happen. of course, she didn't think this was the greatest idea, but she would do anything for y/n, even if it meant getting her sister into a potentially toxic relationship.

"so... would you ever like, be in a relationship with her and maddy? like if you were both dating y/n... separately? I don't know if that makes sense so.." cassie cut her off by yelling 'no!' and she turned to face the wall. "well.. I guess maybe, but I'm tired of sharing everyone with maddy. I guess if y/n really wanted it then yeah.." lexi smiled and got up, mumbling a quick thanks before leaving cassies room, leaving her to yell after her in a panicked voice. "wait you're not going to tell her, are you?... lexi?!"

yeah, she told you. you were really happy, you pretty much just got cassie to agree to a poly relationship with you and maddy. both of the girls would be dating you but not eachother, you didn't see a problem. you didn't know about their past with nate, so you didn't worry about them getting jealous of one another. all you had to do now was get someone to ask maddy if she would, and then ask them both yourself.

it wasn't as easy as it sounded.

you spent days asking around, trying to get someone who talked to maddy to talk to you. finally, you had settled on rue. even though you and rue didn't know eachother very much, she found your situation amusing, and wanted to help. so, she did the same thing lexi did, and asked her if she would ever date you while cassie did as well.

maddy was more adamant about not wanting to do it, but a few days later, you had got a message from her in the middle of the night, asking to meet up at a local 24-hour diner.

when you arrived, you found maddy sitting at a booth in the back. she stood up when she saw you walking towards her, and motioned for you to follow her back outside, behind the diner, where you found cassie waiting. it was cold and raining, but the three of you stood far apart from eachother in silence until cassie spoke up. "maddy, why the fuck are we here?" maddy sighed and stomped lightly, mud splashing onto her legs. she tried to speak a few times, but only ended up blubbering like a fish. she felt pathetic. "I just.. well I wanted to.. um.. well.. y/n can I talk to you alone?" you nodded and walked around the side of the building, until you were just out of earshot of cassie. or so you thought. cassie heard everything the two of you said.

"okay, fuck. I like you. kind of, like a lot.. and I want to be with you. and I know that cassie likes you too so I just want you to pick one of us and move on. please." you stared at her for a moment, but in your head you were bouncing off the walls and running in circles. maddy just told you that she likes you. holy shit on a stick. that was not something you were expecting to hear.

you opened your mouth to speak, but stopped when cassie came around the corner with her arms crossed and a baffled look on her face. "are you fucking kidding me? you brought her here to make her choose between us?" maddy sighed as cassie walked towards the two of you. "listen, its not going to work out if we do it any other way, I just figured we could get it over with." you stood there in silence as the two went back and forth, praying to god they wouldn't break out into a fight.

you backed up a few feet as the girls started to get closer to each other, and they noticed immediately. the two of them turned to you and stopped with their argument, before stepping away from eachother. cassie licked her lips and took a deep breath before gathering her courage to speak. "can't we just.. both date her?" maddy looked at her with wide eyes and her mind immediately went to rue. "wait, did rue talk to you too?!" cassie looked at her with a confused frown on her face. "..what? no, lexi di- nevermind."

you tried to hide the smile that was forming on your face. cassie actually just suggested that you be in a poly relationship. maddy sighed and looked around for a minute, before crossing her arms and speaking. "well.. I guess we could.."

and so, after a few weeks, you all got comfortable. it took maddy and cassie a bit more time than you, but you eventually made it work, even if you still have your ups and downs. now, you couldn't be happier.

Chew On My Heart

a stu macher x fem!reader one shot requested by the lovely anon who wanted a pining Stu

pairing: Stu Macher x fem!reader word count: 5.6k (I’m sorry it’s so long I get carried away) warnings: s m u t (18+!!!!!!!!), longing, fluff, some angst I guess. you wanted a pining stu? here he is. 

masterlist HERE

I wanna be in your touch, sleep is so tough You’re burning up my mind What would it feel like if you tore me apart? Come on chew on my heart Come on chew on my heart

Billy had been clear about sticking to the fucking plan and Stu, for the most part, was okay with it. More than okay with it, he was happy to oblige. Hell, he’d even come up with a few of his own ideas of just how they were going to go about that fateful night and how it was all going to point to Mister Prescott as the deranged serial killer.

But, like most plans, there was bound to be some bumps along the way. Snags, of sorts, that they were forced to strategize around in order to make the night go accordingly. For the most part, they were easy enough to navigate and simple enough to overlook depending on how insignificant of a detail they were.

But, there was one snag that neither Billy nor Stu had anticipated. One snag that Stu in particular, couldn’t quite fathom.

You.

You weren’t supposed to fucking be there.

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Hey I was wondering if you’d be willing to do a Billy Loomis x reader fic where reader is a writer and loves writing and reading many genres but the group’s favorites stories that reader writes are horror stories? Maybe Billy requests a few from her (or them if you wanna make it gender neutral) and maybe even reader puts clues together about Billy being connected to the murders based on his specific details or whatnot but reader still loves him bc this is fanfic lol 😂

oh my gosh I love this idea!!! it's so cute, I had so much fun writing this! may not be exactly what you asked for... my mind wandered, sorry!!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! mentions of death, cussing, billy loomis should be his own warning lmao, gets a little smoochy but no smut

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! lowercase intended, unedited, still on mobile, format might be weird. this is technically a modern au! doesn't exactly go with the scream timeline, but it's okay, we'll ignore it, sid and billy were never together in this! double periods are always intended in my work!

billy loomis x writer!fem!reader

you had been friends with tatum and sidney for years, not being very close to them but still talking to them occasionally. they had known about your love for writing and they supported you. when you met billy, he told you it was stupid, that you'd never get big in the writing community.

you knew he didn't like you very much, you didn't care, but it still hurt.

billy was insanely attractive, you could admit that, but what you'd never admit is that you had feelings for the boy.

after months of knowing him, you started to realize it. soon after you realized, you decided he'd never like you back.

well, actually..

billy loved you. he had been watching you for months and he fell in love with you without even meeting you. when he finally did, he knew he couldn't make it obvious.

sidney told him about your little crush on him and told him to make a move.

so he did.

"y/n! open the window!" you heard shouting through your window and turned to look at it, gasping when you saw billy outside. you quickly moved to your window and opened it. "what the hell are you doing here?!" you stared at him with wide eyes, waiting for him to respond, but he only crawled through your window and sat on your bed, next to your open laptop. you noticed he was reading it and quickly moved in front of him, pushing it behind your lap. he frowned and reached for it, only to fail as you grabbed his hands and placed them in his lap. "hey! I was trying to read that." your face turned red at the thought of him reading your work, you couldn't let him read it. he would hate it. he would tell you it's horrible, that you're disgusting.

the piece you were working on was about a girl with a name that was 'coincidentally' very similar to your name. she was being roughly fucked by ghostface, the killer that had been terrorizing your town for the past few days. you couldn't act out your fantasies, so you wrote them out. billy grabbed the laptop and read a few lines before smirking and looking up at your red face. "damn sweetheart, I didn't know you were into this kind of shit". you turned your head but he reached his hand out and turned it towards him. he kissed you. he fucking kissed you. you couldn't believe it. he moved the laptop with your lips still attached and leaned you back on the bed. he bit your lip as he placed his hands on your waist, moving them up and down slowly. he broke away and looked you in the eyes, saying "I fucking love you" before continuing to touch you like he was deprived of sex his whole life.

before you knew it, you two were a couple. you didn't know why or how he loved you, but he did, and that's all that mattered.

every weekend, he would climb through your window to catch up on your latest story, sometimes requesting for you to write some new erotic story about that killer called ghostface. he quickly picked up on your favorite things to write about, and ghostface was the number one. he constantly told you that your ghostface stories were your best.

one night, when he crawled through your window, you noticed he had a fresh cut on his arm. you were concerned, questioning him nonstop for the two hours he was at your house. he told you he got cut jumping over a fence on his way over there, but you didn't buy it.

the next day, you saw him at school. you took his hand in yours, looking at it closely and noticing dried blood under his nails. you dropped his hand and looked at him with a questioning look on your face, and he got up, saying he had to use the bathroom. when he came back, the blood was gone.

a couple of days pass, and more people die. you start to put the pieces together, finally deciding to ask if he was ghostface the next time he came over.

"baby, I need to ask you something.." you paused, waiting for him to look at you or respond. he was looking at his lap, obviously knowing that you knew. "okay um.. well, I've noticed some things... like, over the past few weeks.. about you.. and the killer." he looked up at you, making eye contact before turning away once again. "baby I'm not mad.. I think it's kind of hot" he looked up at you, surprised that you said that. he looked confused, obviously not expecting you to be okay with it. "really? you're not mad?" you smile at him, shaking your head before speaking again. "no, I'm not mad, silly! I mean... some people are dying but.. as long as you don't kill me or anything"

he never did

every night after he killed, he would come over and tell you how it went, giving you ideas for your stories. eventually, you piled them all together and made a book. of course, you changed the names and slightly altered the ways they died, but you always stayed true to the theme.

you never published it, of course. you just let your friends read it and posted it to an online forum. it got pretty popular, getting thousands of likes. you were proud of yourself, proud of billy and stu (but mainly billy)

eventually, you did publish a book

it wasn't about the ghostface murders, but it still got popular fast.

it was heavily influenced by the murders and your relationship with billy

the book was about a girl who was unknowingly in a relationship with a serial killer, but ultimately found out and started killing with him. they would kill their enemies or people who tried to flirt with them, and then they'd go home and act like nothing happened. it brought them closer together, basically fixed their relationship. at the end, they got caught because they stayed at the scene too long. they were shot by the police, dying in each others arms.

you hated it, but billy seemed to love it.

so did your friends. well, the ones that were still alive..

sidney hated you for it, but you didn't care

you had billy, and billy had you. life was perfect.

Can you please write some maddy Perez x fem reader please! If you’re comfortable with it !

of course I can!!!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! kissing, makeout sessions, sexual references, talking about sex

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! hell yeah I love this, it's a lyric fic!!!! based on the song Body Like A Back Road by Sam Hunt. on mobile, format might be weird. lowercase intended, unedited, double periods intended. no paragraphs in this, I dont like to add them to lyric fics. reader has braids in the first part? but it's just to match up with the song

maddy perez x fem!reader

"got a girl from the southside, got braids in her hair."

maddy was so lucky.

𝘴𝘩𝘦 got you, of all people

you were perfect.

you, with your perfect braids in your perfect hair and your perfect fucking eyes and your perfect fucking lips- okay I'm getting off track

if someone told her that her life was actually a dream, and she was asleep, she would believe them.

you were just that damn perfect.

"first time I seen her walk by, man i about fell up out my chair"

maddy met you on the southside of town, at the park near your house.

she was there with nate, sitting side-by-side on the swings but ignoring eachother. they had just gotten into a fight, but didnt want to leave him. she thought he was the love of her life.

and then she saw you

roller skating down the concrete path in the park with the sisters you were babysitting

she swears to god she almost fell off the swing when she made eye contact with you

"had to get her number, took me like 6 weeks"

maddy spent 5 weeks and 6 days trying to get your number.

talking to your friends was ruining her reputation a little too much, so she went to social media after she got your name

it sounds a little pitiful, but she was desperate

you searched your name on every social media platform she knew of

finally, she found you

after hours of scrolling through your photos, she found a picture of your class schedule that you posted at the beginning of the year.

and she found out that she actually had a couple classes with you

"now me and her go way back, like Cadillac seats"

after she finally talked to you, she convinced you to hang out with her

and she even got you to join the cheer squad

pretty soon, you two became best friends, but both of you knew that you liked each other.

well, maybe you loved each other.

after months of knowing you, she finally kissed you

and that was the start of an amazing relationship

"Body like a back road, Drivin' with my eyes closed. I know every curve like the back of my hand"

maddy knew everything about you and your body

you were perfect.

sure, she's said that before

but she really means it

like, she pictures you when she thinks of the word 'Goddess'

she knows exactly how to make you and your body happy

she'd do anything to make you happy

"Doin' 15 in a 30, I ain't in no hurry. I'ma take it slow just as fast as I can"

despite how quickly it seems you two got together, it actually went pretty slow

you were the first person maddy 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 wanted to spend time with, to take things slow with.

not because she didnt know how she felt, but because she wanted to savor every second she spent with you

she wanted to be with you forever, but she felt that forever isnt enough.

forever will never be enough.

"The way she fit in them blue jeans, She don't need no belt. But I can turn 'em inside out, I don't need no help"

god, the way your ass looked in those jeans was just perfect

she could cum just looking at you in them

or in anything, really

she's taken them off of you so many times that she can do it with her eyes closed and one-handed.

she loves the way you look.

"We're out here in the boondocks, With the breeze and the birds. Tangled up in the tall grass with my lips on hers."

ending this on a sweet note

she loves going out to the country with you

surrounded by nothing but fields and trees

sure, she loves the city

like, a lot

but she loves being alone with you even more

in the city, someone is bound to interrupt you.

she wants you to herself, and the best way to get that is to escape, run away.

so you do

every few weeks, you travel past the city limit and down the back roads to your spot.

nobody ever interrupted you, it was perfect.

everything was perfect.

okay. I have three fics to work on in the morning, it's currently 10:30 here (EST) and i need to go to bed

for anyone wondering, the fics are a cassie fic, a maddy fic, and a ghostface fic! just to get yall a little hyped... anyways

I willlllll be reopening requests once I get these done, I just got home from a week long trip to visit family so i have some time on my hands before college starts back up.

thank u to all my followers :)

sleepover (stu macher x reader blurb)

CONTENT: gender neutral reader that has boobs, sexual references (thanks stu), poly!ghostface dynamic but it’s stu focused

A/N: so i’m thinking about adding to who/what i write for lol

The static noise of the television kept you awake. You tilted your head up, wincing at the brightness as you groggily scanned the room. The blue light wasn’t assisting your search for the remote. ‘Billy?’ ‘I’m trynna sleep.’ He grumpily turned away from you.

You rolled your eyes, shuffling back into bed. ‘Is Billy bear being mean?’ Stu left almost no distance between his chest and your back. You turned your head towards him. ‘How long have you been awake?’ ‘Long enough to know that your tank top isn’t doing you any favours. Doing me a world of good though.’

‘What?’ You self-consciously looked down, coming face to face with your wardrobe malfunction. You quickly adjusted it, momentarily averting your eyes from the blonde man. ‘Perv.’ He traced his finger down your arm. ‘Good thing Billy’s such a grump. Got you all to myself.’ ‘Maybe you should thank him later.’ ‘It’d mean more if it came from you. If you got on your knees right now…’

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Hi! Could you maybe write something with Stu Macher. Where Stu and reader are watching horror movies and reader gets scared and Stu puts his arm around her to comfort her?! ☺️ just some really fluffy stuff

oh my gosh this is so cute I love stu macher... may not be as fluffy as you wanted but I tried!!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! horror movie, cussing, stu being touchy-feely, makeout session at the end, kinda but not really steamy

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! again, doing this on mobile so the format may be weird. lowercase intended, double periods intended.

stu macher x fem!reader

you and stu had been dating for quite some time. by now, you had a routine together

every friday night you would go to his house to watch a movie, and you would pick what you watched.

but tonight was different

earlier, you and stu were talking in the hallways at school and a girl came up to him, asking if she could get his number

you were dumbfounded, how could she not have known you were his girlfriend?

I mean, his hand was literally on your ass cheek when she walked up

the girl must have had a serious death wish or something

you were leaning against your locker after your second-to-last class of the day, joined by your loving boyfriend stu. it was too hot for your liking, you were sweating and you didn't want to be too close to anyone, but stu loves physical affection. so do you! but when it's hot out, you don't like the way skin feels against yours. so, you settled on having his hand on your waist. every so often he would lower his hand and squeeze your butt, but you didn't mind. the others had just left, going off somewhere to talk about the killings that were happening in your town. you never liked to talk about it, you knew stu and billy were the killers, so you had no reason to theorize who may or may not be the killer, even if it made you look suspicious. stu knew that, and he didn't want to leave you by yourself so he offered to stay behind with you.

you grabbed his hand and pulled it up, attaching it to your waist. you gave him a pointed look and giggled as he kissed your cheek. a girl walked up, a pretty one. you got nervous but calmed down a bit when you felt stu's hand move lower. he was showing that you were his. normally, you wouldn't like this too much but right now, you loved it. "hey! I was wondering.. you're like, really hot, can I get your number?" your brows furrowed, confused by the girl's audacity. "yeah, no. I got this pretty lady, so I'm fine." you blushed and buried your head in his chest, laughing at him calling you a pretty lady. the girl rolled her eyes and walked away, mumbling a 'whatever'. stu looked at you and lifted your chin to look at him before connecting your lips and wrapping his arms around you. suddenly, the heat wasn't so bad anymore.

stu definitely killed her the next day. maybe grabbed her heart after gutting her and put it on your porch or something, in a box addressed to you. super romantic, right?! Joking.. Well, maybe.

stu wanted to give you something special that night, no matter what it was. he just wanted you to feel special. you were his special girl!

so here you were, cuddled up on the couch with you on top of a shirtless stu, a blanket covering the both of you from the cold air conditioning in stu's house. you were hiding your face in the crook of his neck and trying your best to block out the screams in the background.

he had a giant smile on his face, looking down at you.

"seriously stu I'm fucking terrified! she just got fucking possessed!" your face scrunched up in disgust as you pushed your face into his neck harder. "oh come on, baby! it's just a movie, she didn't actually get possessed. besides, I'm not gonna let anyone hurt my baby, demon or not". he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer to him. you pulled away slightly to look up at him and smiled, pecking his lips gently as he moved his hands to squeeze your ass. "god, stu, you're like a 12 year old who just found his dad's playboy mag! so goddamn horny all the time" he laughed loudly as you rolled your eyes, a wide smile taking over your face as he squeezed harder.

you kissed him again and again, forgetting about the gruesome movie playing in the background.

all in all, stu is the best boyfriend you could ever ask for.

stop. stop it i.

oh my god.

I need jesus...

this is the best fic I've read in so long....... holy shit

why is this so hot?!??!?!?!?!??

oh my god I love you amy this is amazing you are so amazing

am i right where you want me? (poly!ghostface x fem!afab!reader)

CONTENT: NSFW 18+, dark dark dark fic, non-con, fem!afab reader (she/her pronouns used) extremely toxic relationships, somnophilia (stu thinks it’s necro initially), physical violence against reader directly preceding fic’s events, stu being violent n sharing violent fantasies, PiV sex, misogyny, objectification, infidelity on billy n stu’s part, drug + alcohol references, sick reader/vomit mention, manipulation

WORD COUNT: 1.45k

After an argument gets heated, both Billy and Stu assume they’ve killed you. Stu doesn’t have an ounce of regret in his body as he gets to fulfil one of his major fantasies.

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