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Billy Loomis x Stu Macher: The Horror of Our Love.
Words: 1266
Warnings: homophobia, strong period homophobia, internalized homophobia, use of the f slur, father beating his child, abusive household and accurcate descriptions of it. the whole story is like this and the f slur is used A LOT so please if you are triggered by this, don’t continue reading.
Summary: The world blurred before his watery eyes as he walked through the streets, a restlest, miserable soul trapped in an aching body that screamed for help. One step, another step, step — everything he could hear was the screaming of his infuriated father, all he could see was his angry red face contorted in disgust.
Author's note: OKAY SO MY SCREAM OBSESSION IS STILL STANDING, and i’ve been writing in ao3 instead of in here because i wanted to get away from my responsabilities and numerous dodge mason request. sorry, i got overwhelmed, but i’m back, and i’m bringing all of my pieces in ao3 with me. here you go. you can find the link to ao3 here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40767120 also go ahead an listen to the horror of our love by ludo, great song, very scream vibey.
Criticism is appreciated and request are open! Hit that anon button and tell me your idea!
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The world blurred before his watery eyes as he walked through the streets, a restlest, miserable soul trapped in an aching body that screamed for help. One step, another step, step — everything he could hear was the screaming of his infuriated father, all he could see was his angry red face contorted in disgust.
The cut on his lip stung, a bruise was developing strongly around his right eye, and Billy was able to feel every single hit his father had thrown at him. But what hurted the worst were the words — faggot, faggot, faggot, FAGGOT, FAGOT, FUCKING FAGOT! Billy couldn’t stop trembling, the voice of his dad still in his head, screaming that terrible word at him while kicking his ass.
His mind was fuzzy from the beating and the humiliation, and Billy hadn’t found a better option other than going to Stu’s, and he felt terribly bad about that. Him and Stu were the reason his father had found out that he was… that he liked men, and now, after being called names that he loathed, he was going back to the man that he… He had nowhere else to go, though. If Billy had stayed in his house, maybe his father would have killed him.
Billy thought he could pass out once he saw he was already close to the Macher’s house, and he blabbered under his breath, as he kept walking, for Mr. and Mrs. Macher not to be home, because he was completely sure he wouldn’t be able to climb to Stu’s window — not when his head hurt like that, not when he could barely see what he had in front of him because of the tears that he was still holding back from his eyes.
My own son! A… homo! He didn’t know how he did it, but Billy managed to make his way into the Macher’s porch and press his hand against the door bell for maybe too long, but he couldn’t care less. Billy pressed his head against the door frame, holding back a sob and biting down on his lip. He tasted his own blood, salty and warm, and when the door opened he couldn’t bring himself to look up.
“Billy!” Stu exclaimed, and by his tone, he knew he was smiling widely. “I didn’t know you were coming tonight, man, if I had… Billy?”
With a shaky breath, Billy forced his head up and locked eyes with Stu. He was barely able to hold back the tears. “Can I—?” His voice was hoarse from screaming, and he had to clear his throat. He had tried to get his father to stop. Stu looked terrified. “Can I stay here? Please.”
Stu nodded, speechless, and he slid his hand against Billy’s, to hold it carefully. Billy shook violently when he felt Stu’s touch, and when Stu was ready to move his hand away, thinking he shouldn’t have held it in the first place, Billy squeezed it for reassurance. Fucking fagot.
Although Billy knew the way, Stu guided him through the set of stairs and the hallways, taking him to his own bedroom. It wasn’t like Billy had the strength or confidence to do it by himself, anyways. Stu was extremely careful while holding his hand, and he helped Billy sit at the foot of his bed as the smaller one hissed, then scrunching down before him so they could be at the same level.
Billy’s eyes didn’t meet Stu’s, instead he was staring at the floor, spacing out, terrified, hurt. Stu’s heart ached just because of that sight. He had never imagined he would ever see Billy so hurt, and not just physically.
“What happened?” Stu’s voice was barely a whisper, a plea for him to talk to him, to open up — his father would hate him for it.
As an answer, Billy pursed his lips together, not wanting to say anything. He shouldn’t — he couldn’t. Not to Stu, not to anyone. Stu sighed softly. “Alright, babe.” Fagot. Stu got up and looked down at Billy. “Imma search for something to patch you up and some ice for those bruises, okay? You sit tight.”
Stu stared at him, wanting for a sign of confirmation that he had heard him, and he didn’t move until he caught the way Billy nodded his head, almost minimally.
Billy stood there, without moving, finding himself just a little bit calmer than he was before arriving at Stu's. Everything still hurt, of course, and now that he was sitting he identified the pain on his ribs — he knew his father hadn’t broken any, or else he wouldn’t be able to deal with the pain. It wouldn’t have been the first time he broke a rib.
Stu came back with everything he had said he was going to get and with a beer, which Billy guessed it would be to calm his nerves — a hypothesis proven when Stu took a quick sip of the can before sitting next to him in the bed, the items he will be needing displayed by his side.
“Here, hold these against your eye.” Instead of an ice pack, Stu had brought frozen peas. Billy barely registered the detail, though, because he slowly picked up both bags of peas and put one against his eye and the other one against his left side, the one that hurt the most.
Billy knew Stu was trying to be the most careful his goofiness would allow him in order to clean his wounds and scratches correctly, but it still stung every time he pressed cotton and alcohol against the open ones. He tried not to whine or complain, but he couldn’t stop from trembling from time to time. The silence was something Billy actually thanked, because he did not want to break down crying when Stu asked again what had happened.
It was also in silence the way Stu made him get up to surround the bed and lie down in it, alone until Stu joined him from the other side of the bed. His long arms wrapped around Billy with ease, and the familiarity of his scent calmed Billy’s mind as Stu pulled him closer to his body, to shield him from the world and anything that can hurt him. Billy could have started crying, but because of the love and care in Stu’s actions.
“You’re safe now.” His voice was soft, caring, smooth. Stu’s blue eyes shone brightly when he looked down at Billy, clinging closer to him for comfort. “I’ll take care of you. You know I love you, right?”
Every single word made Billy flinch, reminding him that his father is right. He is… he… — but at the same time, all he wanted was to hide in Stu’s desk and never come out ever again. When he spoke his voice sounded all muffled, but Stu understood what he said. “My father found out.”
Stu’s smile faltered for some seconds. The idea of Hank Loomis beating his own son’s ass just because he likes a boy made him want to go absolutely batshit crazy right in the spot, but instead, Stu took a deep breath and nuzzled his nose against Billy’s forehead.
“You can stay here as long as we want.” Stu said, honesty flooding through his words. “That’d be actually great because I just rented some horror flicks, y’know.”
He didn't say anything particularly funny, but Billy laughed softly. Stu smiled against his jet black hair when he heard Billy laugh, and for some seconds, Billy felt okay. Like nothing wrong had happened, like everything would be alright.
this is me officially remembering everyone that billy loomis, stu macher and mickey altieri requests are empty and lonely. please, request! <3
★Billy Loomis & Stu Macher headcanons★
𖦹Warnings: afab reader, mentions of panty stealing, nothing else really this is incredibly tame
⋆｡°‧Requests are open! Comments and reblogs are welcome and appreciated ♡
Billy ⁀➷
୨୧―You honestly thought he hated you for a bit, whenever you'd hang out as a group he seemed to almost avoid you
୨୧― Little did you know he was just so infatuated with you that he didn't think he'd be able to compose himself if you guys did talk
୨୧― Absolutely asks Stu for tips on you because he has negative rizz
୨୧― Slowly warmed up to each other over time
୨୧― Gets jealous very easily and it almost feels suffocating
୨୧― If he notices guys staring at you he'd hold you a bit closer and harder while staring back at them
୨୧― Pretends not to like PDA but secretly loves it
୨୧― Would (quite literally) kill anyone that hurt you in any kind of way
୨୧― Is incredibly protective, follows you from afar anywhere you go, "just to make sure she's safe."
୨୧― Sneaks in through your window at night just to watch you sleep
୨୧― When you aren't there, he snoops around and takes a pair of panties if he's feeling extra brave
୨୧― Loves you too much to ever tell you he's ghostface
୨୧―But is also obsessed with the idea of corrupting you and making you his final girl
Stu ⁀➷
୨୧― Immediately warmed up to you as soon as you were introduced to the group
୨୧― Openly flirts with you in front of anyone and everyone
୨୧― You secretly love his morbid humor
୨୧― Passes you silly notes in class like, "Do you have a crush on me yes or no"
୨୧― His love language is absolutely physical touch and gift giving
୨୧― Genuinely cannot keep his hands off you no matter where you are
୨୧― (Not so playfully) Threatens people that even just give you a dirty glance
୨୧― Would kill anyone for you the second you said the word
୨୧― Talks about you to anyone he can the second he gets the chance to
୨୧― Loves letting people know you're his
୨୧― To the point it annoys Billy
୨୧― Talks to your stuffed animals when you aren't paying attention to him
୨୧― Loves just staring at you in adoration while you read or do homework
୨୧― Tries everything he can to convince Billy to let you in on the plan
★Billy Loomis & Stu Macher x Bimbo!Reader headcanons★
𖦹Warnings: slightly suggestive if you squint
⋆｡°‧Requests are open! Comments and reblogs are welcome and appreciated ♡
Billy ⁀➷
୨୧― You aren't really his usual type but when he met you he just couldn't get you of his mind
୨୧― Loves how different both of your aesthetics are and how they clash (but would never admit it)
୨୧― Gets slightly possessive whenever guys stare but also loves it
୨୧― He gets so touchy when someone's staring a little too hard
୨୧― (Somewhat) Playfully asks you to cover up a little more
୨୧― But also says things like, "Wear whatever you want, you know I can fight."
୨୧― Adores how clueless you are on so many things
୨୧― Loves the way he sticks out like a sore thumb in your room; completely covered in pink decorations and plushies
୨୧― Pays you random visits through your window just to see you in your skimpy night gowns
Stu ⁀➷
୨୧― Instantly fell in love with the way you carried yourself and didn't seem to care what others thought of the way you dressed
୨୧― Loves helping you pick out your outfits
୨୧― Buys you things he'd think you'll like whenever he's out
୨୧― Does not care how revealing you dress, if anything he encourages it and lives for it
୨୧― Begs you to let him pick out your next nail design
୨୧― Keeps an eye on you at gatherings and parties just to make sure no one gets handsy
୨୧― Loves gossiping with you, always comes up to you with something like, "You will not guess what I overheard in class today" in such a dramatic tone
୨୧― Defends you like his life depends on it whenever someone says something negative about the way you dress
masterlist !
MIKE SCHMIDT ⋆｡°‧
olderbf!mike schmidt HCs
mike schmidt comforting you HCs
mike showing you his admiration and appreciation blurb (fluff)
PEETA MELLARK ⋆｡°‧
peeta mellark general HCs
ETHAN LANDRY ⋆｡°‧
stalker!ethan HCs
jealous boy smut
BILLY LOOMIS ⋆｡°‧
billy loomis general HCs
billy loomis x bimbo readers HCs
STU MACHER ⋆｡°‧
stu macher general HCs
stu macher x bimbo reader HCs