#absentmotive

[smalltownoutcasts]

Closed starter for @absentmotive.

Soccer had always been her main focus in life. Zoey was going to go pro. It was inevitable. But she was a teenager, and just like all teenagers, she was crushing hard on the boy that lived just a few doors down...Billy Loomis.

Like the giddy teenager she had secretly become sharing her deepest, darkest secrets with her baby sister, Izzie, Billy was just one of the highlights of the moment. And, of course, sneaking out to see him wasn't something her parents needed to know. She already worked her ass off to focus on a curriculum that was no more challenging than a raccoon digging through garbage. What was having a secret boyfriend going to do? Izzie was never going to tell. She was just a baby.

Slipping through her small bedroom window in the trailer she resided in, Zoey, hit the ground with a thud, before scurrying off into the darkness and towards the end of the short gravel road, "Billy...Billy are you out here?" It was hard to see, and she had forgotten her flashlight, "I can't see anything. Say something."

[legacybaitarch]

@absentmotive​:            is this the version we’ll see in the papers?

inbox content:            i can’t remember the meme :(

“nobody reads the papers anymore,”  let’s get that out of the way first. sam is surprised that woodsboro’s rinky-dink gazette is still operating  —  or at least, it appeared to be when sam drove down main street. 

regarding the bones of his question however, sam shakes her head,  “i don’t think they’ll air all the gory details out on the ten o’clock news,”  while gossip is an entitled speech, the sheriff of their little town won’t be happy if the news stirs people into a panic by airing a story not yet made official. the citizens will put themselves in a frenzy with whispered theories instead.

“i bet some sick fuck will post it online though.”

[hurtemback]

“ taken alive? dead? which would you prefer? “

She can't get a read on where his voice is coming from. That’s all part of his plan, isn’t it? The entirety of the summer camp is his game board, except the pieces were real people who are now lying down in their own mess, never again to return to their homes and loved ones. All except for a few remain. Was it luck that she got here, all from a rumor she heard being passed around in loud voices in a demon bar? Or is her involvement also part of his plan? Except the thing is, Slayers are exceptions to the rules of monsters like him. 

Faith moves slowly through one of the cabins, taking light steps and keeping an ear out for any of the survivors. Though she’s come across more dead than alive, she’s heard the screams. He’d want her to know there are people here worth fighting for and staying for, anyway. That they can agree on. 

“Not big on men takin’ me anywhere without my hands on the steering wheel. How ‘bout we play something new: you show yourself, and I kick the shit outta you. You game?”

[awcrudd]

@absentmotive​ asked:

“ i  trust  that  you  would  bite  the  ankles  of  my  enemies .   ” (stewie)

                  “  How about their faces ?  “      Asked as he swiftly moves to give a few barks into Billy’s face .     Snapping his teeth beside the other’s ear .     “  Pull a Hannibal Lecter on a bitch .  “     And he likely would if the situation called for it .

[desafia]

@absentmotive​  ||  prompt based starter call  ↳ 28) one muse is in danger and the other, who is usually antagonistic, shows up to help them.

             how is it she always ends up here?  it is as if her mere existence invites violence.  it doesn’t matter where she runs.  even when she manages to keep away from the shadows of tantalus,  it seems there is always some other monster on her trail.  she should be more terrified right now.  that’s what would be normal right?  it’s what a woman should feel when staring up at a man brandishing a knife.  but there’s this moment where natural instincts melt away and she feels this numb curiosity.  would he actually be able to end her life?  would it really work?  not even she could manage to do that.  

she doesn’t get to find out.  

the blade never pierces her flesh.  something has him pulled off of her and she hears metal clatter onto asphalt.  the universe continues to refuse to let her soul leave flesh.