#stu.

[yourmooomm]

Stu.

[slasharch]

i'm adding s.tu m.acher as a request only muse, updating carrd rn <3

[terr1fy]

ANITA LESNICKI: YEAH, YEAH. I’M JUST JELLO THAT YOU HAD A MOVIE NIGHT WITHOUT ME AND JEN.

‘jello? god, you sound just like her,’ stu scoffed, playing off his slight disdain for jennifer before draping an arm over needy’s shoulders. ‘c’mon, i just didn’t think you could handle the high octane, blood soaked brilliance of a slasher double feature without covering your eyes - or worse, having jennifer complain the entire time we were sitting on the couch,’ he pulled her in a bit closer, rubbing a hand over her arm. ‘look, needy, it wasn’t a conspiracy or anything! i just needed one night where i didn’t have to hear about cheerleading tryouts or which boy jen is lusting over, alright? think of it as a jennifer check palette cleanser for me,’ he stepepd in front of needy then, stopping her from walking, hands on her shoulders as he leaned down to be eye level. ‘i would’ve invited you if i knew she wouldn’t be all weird about it. you actually appreciate the theatrics. the suspense. having her around is like trying to watch a masterpiece while a car alarm is going off in the background. ruins the vibes, baby!’ nose crinkled a bit before he gave his friend a true smile. ‘tell you what - tomorrow. you, me, no queen bee, but a giant bowl of popcorn and the goriest movie we can think of. we’ll watch something so obscure it’ll make your head spin. you in, or what?’ @euphoriabled.

[terr1fy]

the rager at the macher house was already in full swing, the kind of loud chaos that stu usually lived for. the host had been bouncing from room to room, chatting and drinking, but as soon as he spotted a familiar shock of dark hair, he veered off course, nearly taking out a floor lamp in the process. skidding into her personal space, lanky frame towering over her, stu brought his face level with veronica's, wearing that manic smile that signaled he was about three drinks and one idea away from wreaking havoc. 'well, if it isn't my favorite little nihilist!' stu barked, leaning a heavy arm against the wall just above her head. 'just when i thought you bailed on me to play fuckin' croquet with the hivemind . . . you look bored - at my party? i'm offended,' stu clutched his chest as if he was wounded by the mere thought before straightening up again. 'c'mon, sawyer. let's spice things up . . . i'm just dying t'cause a little trouble!' @euphoriabled.

[terr1fy]

so this is what they were talking about when they talked about paradise. sure, his actual, physical form might be dead, but now he had . . . like, reaper powers, or something. and he may have died when he was 18, but those reaper powers got him looking like a handsome version of his father. plus, he can't die ( he's pretty sure ), which means he could continue what he and billy - rest in peace - worked to finish back in '96. the only problem was, it didn't seem like theodora liked the way he did things too much. 'ah, c'mon, theo - cut me some slack! i'm just learning how to do the job, y'know?' stu gives the being a grin, knowing she could easily destroy him and take this opportunity away. yet, he can't help the words that come out of his mouth. 'didn't realize i couldn't have any fun around here!' @undeyth.

[terr1fy]

SIDNEY PRESCOTT: DID YOU HEAR THAT? IT SOUNDED LIKE SCREAMS.

can no one keep their fucking mouths shut? stu was sure the pain their fellow college student was going through was astronomical. he'd been stabbed, he understands the complications and searing ache of a blade in your side. but come on - he had a plan here, and all that screaming was going to ruin his entire sequel. 'nah, bet it's just some freshman squealing and whipping each other with their bath towels,' stu would have to talk to mickey later about when and where he's deciding to enact his kills. they didn't need sidney getting suspicious just yet. 'hey, sid, you sure you're feelin' okay? you know you're safe now, right?' @wildhecrt.

[mcondance]

send thoughts about stu. please. i’m actually in the mood to write but i’m dry.