#stu-machers-girl

[hauntedxwritings]

Ashley had known Stu her whole life. He was a few years older than her, around her older sister Tatum’s age. She had had a crush on him since she was eight years old, but he was into her sister, so even as she got older, she didn’t say anything. She was sure Stu didn’t even know she existed.

Stu had been worried for days about Tatum and Ashley, with everything going on, the secrets that he and Billy had, he couldn't let anyone know what's going on. But God damn how much he wanted to tell someone, anyone who could help him share in the misery he was feeling.

[fierylittleniece]

muse: conner webb, 33; warlock closed starter for: @stu-machers-girl

"What book? This one? Why yes it is the last one, I was just planning on buying it." Conner sneered, waggling the book in his hand. He didn't know this book worm but that didn't mean he couldn't get some joy out of bullying them.

[siingularity]

@stu-machers-girl

Deep breaths, Anakin. You got this.

It really wasn't like him to be so antsy, but the situation wasn't exactly common. Not to a Jedi, anyway, who should never be caught in love-related messes with a girl - let alone with two. In truth, he was still pretty much bummed about the whole situation with Padmé because, hey, no one's ego likes the bruise of being so blatantly rejected. On the other hand, though... he couldn't just pretend things between him and Ashley would stay the same. At the very least, he needed to make it clear and hear it directly from her.

Making his way to the beautiful gardens that surrounded the Amidala manor, then, Anakin wandered for a few minutes until finding the younger sister sitting by the fountain. The padawan approached quietly and stood a few steps away, observing the tranquil flow of the water and taking a deep breath before speaking.

"So... you got a minute, maybe?"

[dhampiravidi]

Ashley had known Simon her entire life. He’d been her sister’s best friend since they were in kindergarten. She was four at the time, but even then she could see the way the older boy looked at her sister. It only got more obvious the older they got, and the more Ashley fell in love with the older boy. But she didn’t think Simon even noticed her, or if he did, she knew he’d only ever see her as a friend, if not just Clary’s kid sister.

It was Clary’s birthday, and Ashley knew Simon would be there soon. He was going to pick her sister up and take her out for her birthday. The young girl planned to stay home and do her homework, trying not to think about the older boy.

Simon arrived right on time, knocking on the Frays' door. He held two small gift bags, one of which contained some new paintbrushes & some oil pastels for Clary. Jocelyn had offered him an emergency key to the apartment since he came by so often, but he'd declined. He didn't feel right having one unless he had to move in with the Frays for some reason. & that would be awkward, considering his feelings for both of Jocelyn's daughters.

He'd instantly crushed on Clary, liking how outspoken & artistically talented she was. They easily became best friends, having the same sense of humor. But over time, he'd also started to be attracted to her younger(ish) sister Ashley, even though she was quieter. He liked how kind & intelligent she was. The gift bag in his other hand held a gift card to Ashley's favorite restaurant, plus that thing she'd been looking at the last time they all visited the mall.

[thissortofsorcery]

Would you ever roleplay Billy?

Hm, I don't know. I have no experience with RPing, but it would be interesting to try. I'd need the right motivation lol

If I ever did, it could be with either Billy or Steve tbh.

[dustwereturn]

Would you ever add Stu as a muse?

hey! i’ll be honest, i haven’t thought about it, no. i have a wonderful friend on here (shout out to bo@legacysouls MWAH 💋) and they are my main stu!

[grimmusings]

Would you ever add Stu as a muse?

Hi! I did a re-watch of Scream when you asked me before, and unfortunately I don’t have a single bit of Stu muse. Love him, but just no voice there. I hope you find someone great to play him though!

[parallelfallout]

Clothes swap moment for murderboys

[outlawssweetheart]

So real.

[latenightsundayblues]

I imagine their banter and bickering in the process of killing someone would deal greater psychological damage than the torturing itself

[delusionbf]

remakes your tvgirlified tatney and stuilly

+ glitter versions..

[yesimwriting]

Study Break

a/n halloween drabble <333 i wrote this while kind of sad so if it's bad that's why <3

Summary: Final-girl verse fic!! You want to catch up on homework before Halloween, unfortunately your best friends have other plans

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Whoever decided to make October one of the most academically crucial months of the year was definitely not a teenage girl.

You sigh, attention shifting away from your textbook and towards the fabric hanging on your closet's door handle. The dress, a pale pink thing that you'll definitely regret wearing the second the late-fall chill settles over the night, is the main part of your costume. A costume the world may never see if you don't finish studying for your history test.

The thought of the totally unacceptable brings you back to reality. You turn your head, forcing yourself to reread a passage on the Treaty of Paris.

After familiarizing yourself with some familiar names, you pick up an orange highlighter--which is the closest you've come to being seasonally festive--as your study mix CD begins to play a new song. The soft notes that make up the intro are cut off by a sharp click.

It's not horrifying, but you can feel your back straighten out of instinct. Your back presses into your desk's chair. You turn your head slowly.

The door to your bedroom is open, but there's nothing to be scared of in the doorway. "Guys."

Stu grins at the recognition. "Your mom let us in." He moves his hand away from your CD player before letting his arm fall to his side. "We wanted to scare you."

Despite knowing better, you let the corner of your mouth pull itself upwards. "Well then I'm completely terrified."

"Good." Stu steps further into your room, approaching your dresser. He picks up a tube of lip gloss you keep forgetting to reunite with the rest of your makeup. "Festive." He twists the tube's lid--back and forth, almost fully off and almost fully on. "Now let's keep that up and go."

You blink. Stu's sudden shifts don't surprise you as much as they used to, but you still haven't figured out how to keep up. "Go?"

Billy straightens, his body shifting away from the doorway. "The movie theatre's playing the first Halloween."

Oh. It's the kind of thing you'd usually love to be invited to. "It sounds fun," you keep your voice light, doing your best to keep your tone enthusiastic enough to convey that you do want to go without coming off as overly chipper, "But there's this history test on Friday."

Stu stills, his fingers pausing against the lipgloss tube. You tap your nails against your knee. There's objectively nothing wrong with what you've said--the three of you didn't have any pre-established plans and they didn't even call ahead to ask if you were free. But saying 'no' to them almost always makes something in your stomach knot. It's not guilt exactly, but it's an uneasy enough feeling that you do your best to avoid it.

"Yeah, your mom mentioned something." Billy steps forward.

You frown at the thought of your mom making you sound a lot lamer than you really are. You're too old to be embarrassed by your study habits, but it doesn't mean you need them advertised. "Yeah?"

"She said to see if we have better luck pulling your head out of that textbook than she did." For a second, you think Billy might be smiling, but he turns his head too quickly for you to be sure. You narrow your eyes at him as he approaches your CD player. He presses play, letting the next song on your CD finally start.

An uncomfortable warmth begins to crawl up your neck. "I..." You busy yourself with placing the cap back onto your highlighter. "I have a schedule."

Stu walks towards your bed. He sits down with a much too heavy sigh. "You always have a schedule."

"Not true."

Your defense is immediately countered, "Kind of true."

You twist in your seat, neck craning in an attempt to look at Billy. He briefly holds your stare before letting his chin dip downwards, his eyes focusing on your floor. "You guys are being dramatic, I just want to do good on this one test."

"Come on." Stu's pulled your fluffy pillow onto his lap. "You study more than anyone I know." He drags his nails against the pillow, flattening tufts of synthetic hair. "You're gonna be fine."

With a sigh, you turn your attention back to your open textbook. You have been reviewing the first few units for days now... "I just..." You don't know how to make it make sense. You know that you study and that you try and that realistically you're not going to permanently damage your GPA, but it's not easy to let go of. "Worry, I guess."

Stu lifts his head. "Then you need someone to distract you." He combs his fingers through the pillow's fluff. "You don't want to end up like Jack."

It only takes you a second to realize that he's talking about the Shining. You fight against a smile, pressing your lips together in an attempt to seem neutral. "Pretty sure he had other things going on."

"Actually," Billy starts, "I think in the original draft it was a history test that drove him crazy."

"Very funny." With a sigh, you push your seat back, moving to stand, "Let's play it safe and not risk it."

Stu grins, moving your pillow off of your lap before standing. He's next to you before you can even think to step away from your desk. "You should always listen to us, babe." He places a hand on your shoulder. "We know best."

You roll your eyes at the comment, but let him guide you forward anyway. "Don't start."

"Ignore him." Billy pauses your music before stepping towards the door. "He bought Halloween candy today and he's already had more than half the bag."

You're not surprised. "Makes sense."

Something sharp presses into your shoulder--the pressure just pointed enough to be noticeable. Did he just--"Stu!" You turn your head towards Billy. "He pinched me."

Billy turns just enough to glare at Stu. "Really?"

"She's being dramatic." As if to prove his point, Stu makes a show of smoothing his hand against your shoulder. "And you can't let her get away with everything just because she's pretty."

You're used to Stu's compliments, but this one was sudden and indirect enough to take you by surprise. You're too distracted by the warmth crawling up your neck to say anything.

[wrongeddeadthenevermourned]

Quirking his eyebrow at the groaning, Leopold briefly glanced to one side "Not having a good day honey?" He asked with a layer of sarcasm as he dragged out his book for his next class from his locker "Day's just started you know..."

Ashley groaned softly and walked to her locker which happened to be next to Leo’s. She felt a blush creep up her neck and cheeks as she got closer to him.

[whateverloomis]

"Scream meets X" || Billy Loomis x Stu Macher x GN!AFAB reader 🔪🔞

PART 1

Here's part 4 babiiieees. This is a short one (because of writers block,) but it's nice and angsty. Hope you enjoy! As always, any suggestions or requests my ask box is open <33

Warnings: Character death (2 of them. I'm so sorry,) possessive Billy, reader cries a lot, Tatum has dumb blonde moment (lol,) gore, unedited

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As you were approaching the cabin you were staying at, you crashed into someone. They steadied you and when you looked up it was Billy. Randy and Stu were looking for you along with him; "Where the fuck were you?!," Billy screamed and all you could do was hold onto him and cry.

"C'mon," he said and pulled you inside the cabin, walking into your room and closing the door behind him.

"YN, what the fuck was that?!," he questioned and you sobbed.

Billy closed his eyes and sighed, calming himself down just enough to hug you and comfort you.

"She... She said he'll kill me first," you managed to say and Billy pulled back, a confused expression on his face.

"What? Who said that?," he asked while studying your face.

"The old lady."

Billy shook his head and sat on the edge of the bed. He ran his hand through his hair and sighed before looking up at you. He was angry and confused. He needed answers or else he was going to lose every fiber of patience he had left and kill everyone in that goddamn farm house.

"Why would she say that... YN, why the fuck were you in that house?" He asked and you sighed, sitting on the edge of the window afterwards.

"I don't know, Billy I just... It was weird. I was walking around and I just... got curious? And I didn't even think about it before I was inside the house." You explained and Billy kept looking at you silently, waiting for the rest of the story. He wasn't going to say another word until he knew every detail and you knew as much.

"I was looking around and staring at all the photos along the wall. Then I saw a figure in the reflection of one of the glass frames and when I turned around it was her." You continued and Billy stopped you before you could continue; "Did she tell you her name?," he asked. You shook your head no and he signaled you to continue telling him what happened.

"So... She asked me if I wanted lemonade. It was weird, and for some reason I felt oddly welcomed so I followed her into the kitchen and drank th" - "I'm sorry, you drank the lemonade? What if that shit was poisoned or something, YN? What the fuck were you even thinking?!" Billy interrupted and you shrugged. You didn't have any explanations as to why you felt so calm at the moment.

"It wasn't poisoned! Oh my Gosh, listen. Nothing else happened until I was going to walk out of the house and she grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards her forcefully. I don't even know how a woman her age can be that strong! I freaked out and then she told me I was going to be killed first. That's all that happened I swear!" You finished and Billy closed his eyes, sighing.

"Okay, well... From now you're gonna tell me when and where you're going while we're staying here." Billy said seriously and you gasped in disbelief; "What? You don't trust me?!" You were losing your patience.

"It's not that, okay?! I don't want you to get hurt YN, these people are acting really weird and I'm not gonna let anything happen to you!" he said, possessiveness lacing his voice.

You were going to snap at him but the door opening abruptly interrupted you.

Stu barged in breathless with Tatum right behind him.

"Not now Stu!" Billy said and Tatum stepped in; "Hey! Quit arguing over dumb shit! Randy's missing!" she said and you instantly got worried.

"Wasn't he with you guys a few minutes ago?" Billy asked, annoyed.

"Yeah, then we went inside to look for you guys and before we knew it he was gone," Stu explained and you were visibly scared.

"We have to go look for him-" - "You're not going anywhere alone," Billy interrupted and you sighed. "Nobody said I'm going alone, Loomis!" - "Quit it! We'll split up. Me and Stu, you and Billy. Now, let's go before we end up killing each other," Tatum finished the heated conversation and everyone stepped out of the cabin to begin searching for Randy.

•

You searched nearly everywhere and there was no sign of Randy. Everywhere except for the barn.

Being honest, you didn't want to search in the barn. The place where you shot your big scene with Billy. Where you had your moment to shine with only your lover. It would crush you if one of your close friends were killed in that place...

"OH GOD, NO!" you shouted.

Billy ran towards you from the entrance, knife in hand ready to kill whoever crossed his path, except there wasn't anyone threatening, no... There was a dead Randy. A pitch fork right through his skull perfectly aligned with his eyes. His mouth was hanging open, a lingering quiet scream emitting from his limp body.

You were crushed. You didn't want to face the reality of it, but it was right there in front of you. Randy, dead in cold blood.

"Fuck..." Billy whispered and held you with your head against his chest, blocking your sight.

You ran out of the barn as quickly as possible to join Stu outside. Tatum was starting to walk in the woods with a flashlight but got startled at your loud sobbing. She ran over to you quickly and immediately knew what you'd seen.

"He's gone?," Tatum asked and hugged you tightly. Billy pulled Stu aside, just enough to not be heard by you and Tatum, but close enough to keep an eye on the both of you.

"We need to get rid of these fuckers. Run away like we planned and not look back." Billy told Stu, and his friend instantly agreed. He even seemed excited.

Billy and Stu couldn't go much longer without letting that darkness take over them and form a blood bath. This situation was a perfect excuse to do so and they sure as hell weren't going to miss the opportunity.

"Fuck yeah we do! You want me to get the masks?" Stu asked, ready to run back to the cabin but Billy stopped him; "Not yet dipshit, we can't expose ourselves like that." he said while pointing at you and Tatum. Stu opened his mouth forming an O in acknowledgement.

Before they could continue their discussion, Tatum shouted that she was going to continue her original plan of searching at the lake once again. You decided to go with her but before you left Billy grabbed your middle and whispered in your ear; "Stay where I can see you." You nodded in understanding and left with Tatum, flashlights in hand.

Once you were far enough, Billy sent Stu to look for their ghost masks. He kept watch of you as you walked in the woods.

•

You and Tatum walked in the woods far enough to see the lake but you stopped mid way; "Tate... What are we looking for, exactly? We already found Randy." - "Revenge." She said simply.

You were confused at her words. You didn't take Tatum as one to get physical when it came to confrontation, but then again maybe you were wrong.

"Revenge how? You wanna kill these people or something?" - "What?! No! Just give that old hag a piece of my mind! She's crazy! Maybe scare her a little before we call the cops..." She said.

You bit your lip in thought, slowing down as you realized it's not a good idea; "Tatum I don't think- Tate?"

She was gone.

You sighed in disbelief. This is how people get lost and found dead in horror movies.

As you were beginning to call her, you heard a loud gun shot. Crouching down to avoid getting spotted you saw the old couple walking along the pier with your friends dead body. Tears started to stream down your face as you saw them dump her body in the lake.

You were frozen for what seemed like minutes before you started to run back towards the cabin. Suddenly you crashed into someone and started to kick and punch at them before you realized it was Billy.

"Hey hey hey! YN! It's me!" He said, startled.

"They killed Tatum they kill-" - "They killed my Tatum?!" Stu came running from the cabin. You saw him holding something in his hand but couldn't make out what it was until he was right in front of you.

The ghostface masks.

Your eyes widened as you saw it. Billy took one from Stu's hand and placed it on yours. He had the softest most reassuring look you'd ever seen.

"How about we teach them a lesson?" He said, a smile slowly growing on his face.

You were angry, troubled, confused and upset at the loss of your best friends. At the thought of you possibly being next. About Billy and Stu being next. Adrenaline was coursing through your veins and it took over any rational thoughts and efore you knew it, the mask was in your hands.

You agreed.

Agreed to murder not one, but two people.

[dhampiravidi]

no one is innocent anymore. not even you.

Valentine Morgenstern had created The Circle, the extremist faction of The Clave that was hell-bent on eliminating Downworlders. & he'd sucked her Uncle Wayland into it, making him disappear--literally. He hadn't Fire Messaged Jas & her father in over a decade, so she had to get a warlock to find him. When he was untraceable, meaning "either dead or hidden by strong wards," Jas was livid. If Michael Wayland was untraceable, it was more likely that he was dead than anything. Any warlock or fey brave enough to capture a Shadowhunter would take them to their homeland (Hell or the Faerieland, respectively) for torture, then execution. But his disappearance would've traveled through the Shadow World as his peers desperately asked for news.

So it had to be Valentine. Most werewolves & vampires wouldn't dare break the Accords for something like that. Besides, Uncle Michael was raising a kid in Idris the last time he wrote. Only Shadowhunters got in there, 9 times out of 10.

She told her informants to keep an ear out for sightings of an imposing man with platinum blond hair. They found & quickly lost him, so she went hunting herself. Jas watched a boy who had to be his son leave a club with some girl--then she froze, feeling that she was being watched herself. @stu-machers-girl

[goreyskeleton]

this ship is actually so underrated. Like they would’ve made the PERFECT couple. But nahhhhhh Sidney fell for Billy Boyfucking Loomis WHO IS LITERALLY GAY. HOW CAN A GAY MAN PULL WOMEN BETTER THAN RANDY MEEKS 😭😭😭😭

anyway we need a ship name for these two if we don’t have one already