This is a book of one shot smut chapters, with completely random characters. Some characters I will most definitely do are:
-Peter - YBG
-Ghostface - Scream
-Mephisto - Dark Fall
-Any Hazbin Hotel or Helluva Boss character
- Beryll- Dark Fall
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⚠️Warning! Before this chapter starts, this one-shot includes: - Squirting - Solo Masturbation - Phone sex (obviously) - Bondage - Blackmail - Filming - Torture - Knife play - Edging - Blood - Choking If you don't like any of these things, or if they make you uncomfortable, please skip to the next one-shot. Thank you! ⚠️ ————————————————— Y/N POV: I love Halloween! It's not for the partying, it's not for drinking or vandalizing anything; No. I love it because I like to invite a few friends over, and we order an abysmal amount of junk food, and just marathon horror movies all night long.
We would sit down on the couch, drink three whole 2L bottles of soda, and eat as much pizza as we wanted. We watched all sorts of movies, and they know that I only wanna watch the movies because I think the killers are hot. I point out the masked killers with the huge knives on the screen, and always talk about how much I wanna fuck them.
My friends laugh and tell me how they thought the killers were ugly, but I'm serious. I've wanted nothing more than to get my hands on one of them and just go at it all night long like animals. We think it's funny to make jokes about what the killer looked like, and we actually didn't think the movies were that scary.
Except this time, my friends couldn't make it. My boyfriend recently dumped me for some other bitch. My girlfriends cancelled on me because one of them got sick, and the other had to take her little sister trick-or-treating. That leaves me alone for the night. Not a problem; I can just invite them over next Halloween. I order myself a pizza and plop down in the living room. I pick out my favorite scary movie; Scream.
Scream was my favorite horror movie, as Ghostface was my favorite killer, but I had no idea why. The way his voice sounded over the phone in the beginning of the movie had me kicking my feet and giggling like a little girl. I liked the way he wiped off his bloody knife with his glove, I liked the way his mask looked covered in blood, I loved the way he was able to be so strong and silent without anyone knowing who he was.
But the voice had to be the reason I fell for him. The other slashers wore masks, sure, but their voices were nowhere near as attractive as his. I often fantasized about getting that call, with his iconic line; "What's your favorite scary movie?"
I knew that wouldn't happen. So instead, I liked to watch the movie over and over again. I shut off the lights, and the opening scene of the movie starts. Being alone in the dark like this makes me really focus on the movie, instead of joking through it with my friends. The phone in the movie eventually rings, and Ghostface's iconic line comes up.
His voice makes me feel some kind of strange way. Some kind of way that makes me feel so desperate to have him for myself. Without realizing, my hand has already made its way down to the hem of my shorts. I'm alone. It's dark. Nobody is gonna find me. I'll do this just this once. I slide my hand under my waistband and and into my panties, where my middle and index fingers find my clit. My fingers move up and down on that one spot, making a pleasurable sensation spread through my lower half.
