#mostfandomstrashcan

Oh fun! I am so happy to see you joining in on this Laila. How aboutttt for youuuu- OOO! Billy Loomis! (With a side of Stu because DUH!)

Here me out here. We are talking older, AU where he makes it out alive at the end of Scream and got away with it. He still thinks about those events for years and years, and then he can’t help himself. One day the oppertunity presents it’s self to him and he just can’t stop himself-

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It was a bad idea.

He knew it even as he was doing it.

A horrible, terrible idea. 

He didn’t have the same name, lived halfway across the country. He had made a good life and had gotten away from all that shit and he just ruined it-

And for what?

A few minutes of-admittedly, amazing, catatharic, deeply satisying, bloody, carnage-

Okay he was having an insanely difficult time bringing himself to regret it even now.

Standing above the mess of viscera and tissue, torn fabric and pulp and red. So much red. It soaked into his shirt and shoes and was just everywhere. He ran a far too bloody hand through his hair with a sigh, he dropped the knife and strode to the table.

He wasn’t sure why but his first instinct was to call him. They still talked on the phone at least once a month but it was mostly perfunctory. He still trusted him, what happened back then bonded them. This would be different. He was sure of it.

He nearly dropped his phone, hand still slick with the evidence of his mistake and, smuges of red on the phone screen and he called, the phone brought up to his ear and after two rings he answered. 

He still called him that old name that no one else did,

“Hey Billy-What’s up man?”

And Billy spilled his guts the same way he had just done to this stranger and Stu couldn’t hold back his laugh. Billy bristled at that, wondering-

“What is so fuckin’ funny Stu?”

“Nothing man. Just us. Makes me think of that saying-”

Billy laughed now, already knowing where he was going. Agreeing, finishing the thought at the same time, both vocalizing it-

“Different person. Same old mistakes.”

And just like that it was like they were back in high school. In this together and Stu jumping at the chance to help his old friend cover this up.

Guess they never really grew up after all.

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Holy shit yes! Yes!

[prompt list]

Eight months ago, you had shyly approached your dear friend with benefits, Stu Macher and haltingly told him that you were pregnant. He had been in shock for a few moments before he had swept you into his arms and promises to take care of you, the baby, whatever else. It was scary, sure, but Stu was determined to do the right thing, even if you weren’t a couple.

Of course, Stu had been a man of his word. The two of you had moved in together, he had been there for every appointment, class and anything else. Cravings were satisfied and if you needed a hug, his arms were open. Things hadn’t exactly changed in the relationship department, but Stu had told you that you were his best girl.

And now, after twenty hours of labor, the two of you were gazing down at little Jess Macher, a little seven-and-a-half-pound bundle wrapped in a bear patterned receiving blanket. She had just a little bit of hair the same color as her father’s, with the typical cloudy eyes of a newborn.

“She’s so small,” Stu whispered, running a finger along Jess’s cheek. “I just wanna protect her so bad.”

“Welcome to fatherhood,” you whispered, tearing up a little. 

Stu picked Jess up, holding her perfectly in his arms. “Sorry, babe, but she’s my best girl now.”

Ooooo hey Laila! Thank you for the ask! Loved your responses, so lets get into it!

🥼Oh no you’re injured! Which slasher would you like to nurse you back to health?

Now this is a hard one! Hmmm, who to pick, who to pick. I wanna say that Poly!Camping Boys would be top teir at caring for you. Sam Wescott would be so concerned and fuss over you, feel like he has decent knowledge from working as a camp counseler. Buddy Swanson would of course make you some great food, can't heal on an empty stomach after all and he would make sure Sam takes a step back and doesn't freak out or smother you too much. I could keep going on but I'll cut it there.

💭 You can ask any slasher whatever question you want. Who & what are you going to ask?

Another hard one! I think I would probably ask Freddy Krueger why he is being such a cagey bitch and hasn't taken advantage of me yet.

Or I'd ask Leslie Vernon if I have what it takes to make a worthy Final Girl.

Since I can’t come to your wedding and give you a crockpot as a gift. I’d thought I’d make you and your husbando as a meme that’s just perfect.

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This is literal perfection. 

I cannot imagine a better gift I legit want to frame this!

Oh my God, is this gonna be the new thing? People wanting to get roasted by me? I mean I guess I can provide, I live and love to serve after all. So let’s take a proper stab at this. 

Laila I just gotta know, what is it like to have even more mommy issues than I do? Like it is honestly impressive so I guess I should thank you for making me look almost normal in that regard.