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Stu & Billy, William Schenk x Reader

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Stu & Billy

Stu was 100% against the idea of mercy killing you. This clingy man couldn't live without you and would try and find ways to help you live longer. The poor man would be convinced that he could save you in the end no matter what you were suffering from.

Billy would have to be the one to kill you in the end. He would be devastated but the brunette would understand where your coming from.

After saying goodbye to Stu, discreetly of course for if he knew you wouldn't be allowed out of his sight for a second, you and Billy would go somewhere calm and quiet. Once you're ready Billy would hold you in his arms as he stabbed you straight in the heart. Not wanting you to suffer.

Your death would ruin both Billy and Stu.

The two would split up after Stu learns of what Billy had done. Lots of screaming, crying, and cussing before Stu is off disappearing from Woodsburrow.

Billy would try to go back to normal once you're gone. He would act as if nothing happened in public. You were just another victim of the Ghostface killer– your life nothing more than a footnote in a newspaper to those who didn't know you, didn't love you.

In the end, however, everything about Billy would have changed with your passing by his hand. He wouldn't be able to will himself to kill for a long while. Every time he got up and in a victim's home, he would see your smiling face in place of his victims. It was beyond unsettling.

Stu would spiral, his life going to shit. He keeps a small photo of the three of you on his person at all times. Once he tried to scratch out Billy's face in a fit of anger but he couldn't.

Killings for Stu would spiral. He would lose any meaning or purpose to his killings without you and Billy and would go on a cross-country killing spree as he flees his hometown.

Billy would keep watch of the killing spree via newspapers and such just to keep track of Stu. Making sure the man doesn't get caught or die.

"What did you do?"

Billy held his steely gaze as he brushed a few stray strands of hair from your pale face. "It's what they wanted," Stu's jaw tensed, fists balling as tears tore from his eyes and down his face.

"You killed them!" Stu screamed his footsteps heavy as he rushed towards where Billy sat. "Fuck is wrong with you, asshole! How could you do this? How could you murder them?!"

The brunette's shoulders shook as a few salty tears sprung from his eyes, "They were in pain Stu! Every day– they were suffering. I did what needed to be done!"

"We needed to save them– not– not kill them." Stu tried his balled fists now gripping the front of Billy's shirt. "How, Stu? What could we have done? There was no saving [Y/n], that was just some stupid delusion you told yourself."

"You're a fucking monster–" with that Stu stormed away from the brunette leaving Billy alone with your quickly cooling corpse and his thoughts.

William Schenk

He would be opposed to the idea at first. The mere thought of losing you like he did his family would destroy him.

Over time as Will sees your suffering he'll be slowly caving until one night he can't take the look of pain as you cling to him, begging him for death.

In the days leading up to your planned death William will pamper you. Spending every waking moment with you and taking you on your dream dates. Will would 100% sit you down and have you write up a bucket list. Using it as an excuse to prolong your life "Not today love, we have more to do before your time is up–"

When the list runs short and your time is finally up William would be holding back tears the whole day. He would make it quick and painless as he cradled you. Man will be shedding silent tears as the life leaves your eyes all while you smile up at him. He will leave you with a kiss and the words "I love you,"

The police investigation surrounding your death will be the hardest for the man. Not only did he have to lose you but not he has to hear the corrupt police force talk about you and your so-called murderer. It will take everything in him to not burst out crying every time someone utters your name.

He will longingly look over photos of you both for hours every day, just wishing for one more day.

Your side of the bed will stay untouched along with any other belongings you left at his home. That mug you used the night before he killed you? Still sitting on that counter a month later, only being touched when Will dusted.

This man will blame the world for your death. It doesn't matter what was ailing you he will find someone to blame for it, he needs to find someone to blame.

"What about sky diving?"

Your laugh was music to Will's ears, it was an addicting melody the man knew he would never grow tired of no matter how many times he heard it. "Jump from the sky? No thank you– I'm trying to enjoy my last few days, not die of freight." Will grabbed one of your hands in his own looking up at you from where you were leaning over his shoulder. Your eyes trained on the piece of notebook paper the man held– one that was quickly being filled with a list of things you wanted to do.

"Okay– oh, I know. How about me and you go out one night, we could stop at that restaurant you love, and then I could take you to the park where we could stargaze until we can barely keep our eyes open? It would be just you and me enjoying ourselves under a canopy of trees and light." Warmth lingered in your chest at the idea. The thought of you curled up with William, holding each other tight as stars in the sky glimmered. The both of you taking turns to point out constellations. Maybe you both could make it a challenge and see who could find the most in under twenty minutes.

Smiling you looked to your lover, ignoring the pair in his eyes behind his carefully crafted smile "Now that just sounds like a date, is that really bucket list material?" Putting the list down, William took both your hands into his, pulling you closer to him. "Anything is bucket list material, love."