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you guys know that the reblog function is the main feature of this site right ? its that little recycle looking symbol at the bottom next to the like button, you can add a comment if you want you can write something in the tags that your followers and the op will see. its like the main feature of this site

im not trying to sound rude in saying this but i have had 5 people with completely empty blogs follow me in the last hour or so and like im sure that makes sense on instagram or something but here it just makes you look like a bot account here and people will block you under that assumption. go reblog a post you like. go reblog an image of a snail

HELLO I have been stalking you page for a while and then I see this and I'm so happy because I wanted to request, what would it be like dating newt but then a greenie comes and like starts flirting with you and newt is about to step up to help you but then you just like punch the guy and he like passes out, but remember you don't have to do this if you want or you don't have to get it done right away but I even just want to say thank you for reading this have a good [day- afternoon- night] <3

newt x FEM!reader

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒! none

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! swearing because I refuse to say shuck, catcalling, greenie doesn't get the hint, kinda short??

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! on mobile, format might be weird. lowercase intended, unedited, double periods intended

you had arrived in the glade shortly after alby did, so you had always been used to greenies showing interest in you. as boy after boy arrived, it had almost become a game. a greenie would arrive and see you as soon as the box was opened, and they would be told off by all the others, whom had already discovered that you werent interested in any of the boys of the glade. after each boy was told that there wasn't a chance in hell that you would be with them, and after you had told them no about 50 times, they had all given up.

but that all changed the next time the box came up. the greenie that inhabited the box was newt, the only greenie that you would ever be interested in. as soon as he came up in the box, you knew he was different. his blonde hair was the first thing you noticed, but his accent followed closely after. you loved his accent, it was the most bizarre thing you had ever experienced, due to not having any memory of the outside world. well, besides your whole situation. you still played hard to get despite your growing feelings towards him. every time you had work, you asked newt to accompany you. you blamed it on the fact that he was a good worker, but really, you just wanted to be around him as much as you could.

when newt finally asked you to be his girlfriend, you were doing your work in the garden. he had already finished his work for the day so he was standing near you, giving you playful words of encouragement every time you yelled that you were tired. you two were talking about the gladers, and newt had asked if you would ever date one of them. you looked up at him and wiped the sweat off of your forehead with a dirty hand, before sighing and looking back at the ground. "well, no, but there's one guy.. I don't think he'd ever be with me though, so.." you paused and decided not to continue. he looked at you with a fake smile on his face, and raised an eyebrow. "oh yeah? well who is it?" when you stayed silent he bugged you some more, pleading with you to tell him. "oh come on, you know I won't tell anyone!" you sighed and stood up before walking away.

newt walked quickly after you and grabbed your hand, turning you back to him, before apologizing to you. "look, I never meant to upset you..". you took a deep breath while newt paused. he began speaking again, "I just, I really like you and I want you to be my girlfriend.."

your eyes went wide and lit up before you plastered kisses across his face and screamed, hugging him as tightly as you could. everyone in the glade heard you scream and raced over to you, expecting to see you being attacked by something, but when they saw you with your lips on newts and your arms around his shoulders, most of them walked away with a frown on their face. the boys still held hope that one day you just might open up to one of them and give in to their advances, but not one of them thought it would be newt. alby patted newt on the back and congratulated the two of you, and gally stood back with a smirk on his face as he chuckled. "I see the beast was finally tamed". you giggled and turned to him, rolling your eyes playfully before walking back to the garden to return to your chores.

many months and many greenies later, it was a hot day and you and newt were trying to escape the sun by laying under a tree in the forest. you had been expecting the box to come up any minute, so since you two had nothing to do, you had been tasked with waiting and watching for it. when it finally came up and the boy came to his senses a few hours later, he came up to you and asked for your name. you told him it was y/n, and thankfully, alby came up and dragged you away before he could bother you anymore.

after that, the boy would never leave you alone. even though he knew you were with newt, it didn't stop him from shouting at you as you were working. "hey, pretty thing! where's your guard dog? you get bored of him yet? ill show you a good time!" you groaned and rolled your eyes, flipping him off as you walked past him. you walk up to newt, who wasn't too far away. he was out of eyeshot but not earshot, so he had heard what the greenie said and was about to go stand up to him when you stopped him. it wasn't worth it.

however, the greenie seemed to have a different idea. "come on baby, you know newt could never make you feel as good as I could!". that was your last straw, the boy had been harassing you ever since he arrived and you thought he would stop once he met newt, but you decided you needed to take matters into your own hands. walking up to him, you cracked your knuckles and drew your fist back, before connecting it with his nose. you heard a loud crack and a few boys ran up to you to see what happened, but they understood when they saw a sick grin on your face and the knocked out greenie on the ground with a bloody, broken nose.

newt laughed and grabbed you by the waist, dragging you off to who knows where. he had never been more in love than he had just then, and even if he had, he hadn't remembered it.. so..

sleepover (stu macher x reader blurb)

CONTENT: gender neutral reader that has boobs, sexual references (thanks stu), poly!ghostface dynamic but it’s stu focused

A/N: so i’m thinking about adding to who/what i write for lol

The static noise of the television kept you awake. You tilted your head up, wincing at the brightness as you groggily scanned the room. The blue light wasn’t assisting your search for the remote. ‘Billy?’ ‘I’m trynna sleep.’ He grumpily turned away from you.

You rolled your eyes, shuffling back into bed. ‘Is Billy bear being mean?’ Stu left almost no distance between his chest and your back. You turned your head towards him. ‘How long have you been awake?’ ‘Long enough to know that your tank top isn’t doing you any favours. Doing me a world of good though.’

‘What?’ You self-consciously looked down, coming face to face with your wardrobe malfunction. You quickly adjusted it, momentarily averting your eyes from the blonde man. ‘Perv.’ He traced his finger down your arm. ‘Good thing Billy’s such a grump. Got you all to myself.’ ‘Maybe you should thank him later.’ ‘It’d mean more if it came from you. If you got on your knees right now…’

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Hi! Could you maybe write something with Stu Macher. Where Stu and reader are watching horror movies and reader gets scared and Stu puts his arm around her to comfort her?! ☺️ just some really fluffy stuff

oh my gosh this is so cute I love stu macher... may not be as fluffy as you wanted but I tried!!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! horror movie, cussing, stu being touchy-feely, makeout session at the end, kinda but not really steamy

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! again, doing this on mobile so the format may be weird. lowercase intended, double periods intended.

stu macher x fem!reader

you and stu had been dating for quite some time. by now, you had a routine together

every friday night you would go to his house to watch a movie, and you would pick what you watched.

but tonight was different

earlier, you and stu were talking in the hallways at school and a girl came up to him, asking if she could get his number

you were dumbfounded, how could she not have known you were his girlfriend?

I mean, his hand was literally on your ass cheek when she walked up

the girl must have had a serious death wish or something

you were leaning against your locker after your second-to-last class of the day, joined by your loving boyfriend stu. it was too hot for your liking, you were sweating and you didn't want to be too close to anyone, but stu loves physical affection. so do you! but when it's hot out, you don't like the way skin feels against yours. so, you settled on having his hand on your waist. every so often he would lower his hand and squeeze your butt, but you didn't mind. the others had just left, going off somewhere to talk about the killings that were happening in your town. you never liked to talk about it, you knew stu and billy were the killers, so you had no reason to theorize who may or may not be the killer, even if it made you look suspicious. stu knew that, and he didn't want to leave you by yourself so he offered to stay behind with you.

you grabbed his hand and pulled it up, attaching it to your waist. you gave him a pointed look and giggled as he kissed your cheek. a girl walked up, a pretty one. you got nervous but calmed down a bit when you felt stu's hand move lower. he was showing that you were his. normally, you wouldn't like this too much but right now, you loved it. "hey! I was wondering.. you're like, really hot, can I get your number?" your brows furrowed, confused by the girl's audacity. "yeah, no. I got this pretty lady, so I'm fine." you blushed and buried your head in his chest, laughing at him calling you a pretty lady. the girl rolled her eyes and walked away, mumbling a 'whatever'. stu looked at you and lifted your chin to look at him before connecting your lips and wrapping his arms around you. suddenly, the heat wasn't so bad anymore.

stu definitely killed her the next day. maybe grabbed her heart after gutting her and put it on your porch or something, in a box addressed to you. super romantic, right?! Joking.. Well, maybe.

stu wanted to give you something special that night, no matter what it was. he just wanted you to feel special. you were his special girl!

so here you were, cuddled up on the couch with you on top of a shirtless stu, a blanket covering the both of you from the cold air conditioning in stu's house. you were hiding your face in the crook of his neck and trying your best to block out the screams in the background.

he had a giant smile on his face, looking down at you.

"seriously stu I'm fucking terrified! she just got fucking possessed!" your face scrunched up in disgust as you pushed your face into his neck harder. "oh come on, baby! it's just a movie, she didn't actually get possessed. besides, I'm not gonna let anyone hurt my baby, demon or not". he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer to him. you pulled away slightly to look up at him and smiled, pecking his lips gently as he moved his hands to squeeze your ass. "god, stu, you're like a 12 year old who just found his dad's playboy mag! so goddamn horny all the time" he laughed loudly as you rolled your eyes, a wide smile taking over your face as he squeezed harder.

you kissed him again and again, forgetting about the gruesome movie playing in the background.

all in all, stu is the best boyfriend you could ever ask for.

the first kiss at the swings you mention in the hc's about grieving stu's death... i would love to request something going further into that!!

GUESS WHO'S BACK, BITCHES!!!!

amy oh my gosh I love you I will absolutely do this!! yes!! oh my lord

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! kissing, teenagers being stupid. reader and stu are 14 in this, might make some people uncomfortable but it's just looking back on their first kiss. reader is um, a little crazy but that's okay cause she is bae

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! on mobile, format might be weird. lowercase intended, unedited, double periods intended. kinda a modern au, not supposed to be. this is kinda like a flashback to their first kiss sorta deal for these angst hcs. I'm just trying to get back into the habit of writing, please dont expect constant updates again.

young!stu macher x young!fem!reader

stu macher.

stu fucking macher.

if there was anything in the world better than stu macher, you'd set yourself on fire.

stu macher was everything you'd ever wanted and more

the perfect boy

when you first saw him it was on a playset in a park. you were seven years old and it was june.

you were sweating profusely and somehow he wasnt. he came up to you and started talking to you, bragging about how his dad took him surfing every week before coming to the park. suddenly, he said "you're really pretty, you know." you smiled and blushed, letting your mind wander to thinking about what it would be like to marry him. yeah, you were definitely going to fall in love with this boy.

after that, you sadly lost touch. you had to move away due to your mother getting sick. the two of you went to live with your father in a town two hours away, so he could take care of her.

years later, though, you moved back. your mother had passed away, so you asked to move in with your grandparents. your father couldn't say no to you, no matter how much he wanted to.

the first time you saw him again, it was in your first algebra class of highschool.

on the first day of school, your teacher had noticed he was... well, not the brightest, and that you were decently smart for your age

so, he paired you together.

your teacher held this system the whole year, keeping you next to eachother 24/7 so stu would never fall behind in the lesson, but you never actually talked to eachother, instead, he talked to tatum, the girl that sat behind him.

you weren't complaining about the fact that your teacher sat you two together, you thought he was cute.

you were upset that you couldn't see him more often, since you only had one class with him, but you learned to be grateful for what time you did get to spend with him

even if it was only 60 minutes a day.

that was enough.

you hadn't even noticed that it was the boy from seven years ago. you had fell for him all over again without even knowing it.

but of course, tatum had to be there too.

always sitting behind him, playing with the stupid bracelets he made her.

you wanted those bracelets.

you wanted him to look at you like you created the earth, moon, and stars.

you wanted him to look at you.

so you made a plan.

a plan to kill tatum and have him all to yourself.

albeit, the plan was a bit unrealistic, but it was all that your small, fourteen-year-old brain could come up with.

but you couldn't actually do anything, you were only fourteen, after all.

but obsessing was getting you nowhere.

so you became friends with tatum, as a way to get closer to stu.

even though it hurt you, you had no other way.

one day, a girl came up to you and asked you to find out if tatum liked girls. apparently, the girl had liked her for quite some time and had heard rumors that tatum likes girls. so, instead of asking her directly, she asked you, tatum's bestfriend.

it turns out, she does like girls

you were pretty much ecstatic

while it may not have meant stu didnt have a girlfriend, it did mean that she wasnt his girlfriend.

it meant you had a chance.

trying to confirm the fact that she wasnt his girlfriend, you said "so..you and stu arent dating? I totally thought you were!"

"oh god no! Stu is the loneliest, most single guy i have ever met." you were happy. you actually had a chance.

for once, you weren't upset about your life.

when the next monday came around, you decided you had to take matters into your own hands.

not violently, much to your dismay.

you liked violence, it made you excited, maybe even a bit aroused, but we wont talk about that right now.

even though you wanted violence, you decided against it because you didnt know if stu thought the same way as you.

spoiler alert, he did.

anyways..

you left a note on his desk, telling him that you thought he's cute

and then you signed your name.

when class started, he showed tatum, something you were hoping he wouldnt do.

but he wasnt talking to you. he hadn't said a word since he saw the note.

when class ended, you were the first to leave

you really didnt want to talk to stu, he had been laughing with tatum all hour, and you had a feeling they were talking about you.

but alas, you learned the truth when stu came up to you outside the school after class a few days later

"hey, can we talk? please?" stu walked up to you quickly and spoke fast, presumably wanting to hurry up the awkward conversation that was about to take place. "oh, um.. yeah, sure". you were a stuttering, awkward mess. now that you were sure he knew that you liked him, you were somehow even more flustered than usual. he nodded and walked off, with you following quickly after him. after a few minutes of speed walking after the tall boy, you reached a playground, the same playground that you used to go to as a child. the sun was shining through the clouds that were scattered through the sky, and there was a slight cold breeze flowing through the air. it was october, and even in california, the weather was beginning to chill.

"so.. what did you need?" you rocked back and forth, anxiously awaiting his answer. "well, I saw your note.. and I just wanted to say.. I um.. like you too" you paused your movement and smiled, laughing to yourself. he couldn't be telling the truth, could he? he was laughing with tatum, so they were probably talking about the plan they were making to embarrass you.. right? "y/n, I'm serious. I really, really like you." you shook your head and backed up slowly, speeding up as you got further away. "im... I'm sorry, I ..cant, I'm sorry". you turned around and broke into a sprint, running as far and as fast as you could.

when you got home, you curled up in your bed and cried.

why were you crying?

he said he liked you back, so why were you upset?!

you were confused.

stu couldn't like someone like you, you were.. well.. you!

hours pass, and you decide to get some fresh air, wandering aimlessly around the town.

eventually, you wind up at the park you and stu were at just hours before, sitting on one of the swings. you sigh and look up at the dark night sky.

you let your mind wander, thinking about a distant memory from when you were a child, before you moved away.

"do you have to leave? I'm gonna miss you.." you sigh and swing your legs, moving back and forth slowly on the swing you were sitting on. stu sat next to you, leaning his head on one of the chains that connected the swing to the metal above. "well.. I guess so.. my mom is getting really sick again, so we have to go stay with my dad.. I'm gonna miss you too, but.. I have to leave. you'll remember me though, right?" you turned to look at him, tears pricking your eyes, threatening to spill. he was crying too, sniffling quietly and wiping his eyes, again and again. "I'll always remember you. never forget me, okay?" you smiled through your tears, allowing them to flow as they wished. you tried to speak, but your voice was wobbly and raspy, so you paused and cleared your throat. "I'll never, ever forget you."

you sighed, wishing you had never left. maybe you'd still be friends with the boy. maybe he'd even be your lover by now.

suddenly, something clicked in your mind, and you finally realized why stu seemed so familiar.

as if he was summoned from your thoughts, stu walked up to you and sat on the swing next to you. "hey, look, I'm sorry about earlier, I just-". you cut him off before he could finish. "do you remember when we were kids? we knew eachother, do you remember?". he paused and thought for a moment, before gasping softly and muttering an 'oh my gosh..'. you let out a chortle and nodded. "yeah.. we were like.. inseparable until I moved away". he smiled and nodded, letting out a small 'yeah'. "I think I was like.. in love with you or something.. because, after you left I just.. stopped doing everything. I got like.. really, majorly fucked". you looked at him with raised eyebrows and smiled brightly. "me too, oh my gosh! dude, that move like.. really fucked me up".

after a few more moments, the laughter began to die down. the memory of earlier began to appear In your head and you felt embarrassed. "I'm sorry about that note.. it was stupid." he smiled and sighed before getting off the swing. he reached out for you hand, and you took it, raising yourself off the unsteady swing. "y/n.. its fine, really. I thought it was cute.." you giggled and he stepped towards you. you realized you were still holding his hand so you tried to let go, but he wouldnt let you. he stepped closer again, now he was just inches away. "I really want to kiss you.." you took in a shaky breath, and replied to him. "so do it."

the kiss was amazing, to say the least.

all those years of wishing for the perfect romance..

those years were over, the love had finally arrived.

ahhhh okay I have like 5 or 6 works in progress rn so I'm gonna close requests for today and probably tomorrow, thanks for the sudden wave of asks!!!!

Hi, I really like your writing! Could you do headcanons for Cassie Howard x a quiet, nerdy reader please?

Awhh thanks! And I absolutely can!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! kissing, insecurities n shit

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! I love cassie howard. I love sydney sweeney. so much. on mobile, sorry if the format is weird. lowercase intended, double periods intended. it wasn't mentioned if you wanted a GN reader or a fem reader so I did GN reader, referring to the reader as her lover. kinda fem coded? the reader goes into the girls bathroom

cassie x quiet!nerdy!reader

you and cassie met in math class

even If math wasn't your forte, you still got pretty good grades

you had always been proud of your ability to get straight A's

cassie sat next to you, talking to maddy about how much she hated math class

you turned away, not wanting to speak to the two popular girls in fear that they'd make fun of you

but cassie turned to you and asked you for help on the upcoming assignment that day

"hey, you're smart right? could you help me with the assignment?" you looked at her with wide eyes, unsure of what to say. your face turned slightly red as you nodded your head slowly. "um, yeah.. sure" you were confused, why did she ask you? I mean sure, she sat next to you sometimes but it was usually a coincidence. she muttered an 'okay great!' and smiled at you as she moved closer. you could hear your heartbeat through your ears and you could feel it through your chest. why were you so nervous? why were you so afraid of what she thought of you?

after that, you and cassie started hanging out a lot

she was pretty much the only person you talked to

she encouraged you to do things you never thought you'd have the guts to do

like going to parties, sometimes drinking and smoking

and like kissing her.

you were sitting on cassie's bed, it was a cold thursday afternoon and you two were planning your outfits for a party you were going to go to. she picked a blue dress and white heels, and she picked out a blue outfit for you to wear. you were matching. "you um..you look really pretty" you spoke softly, looking at your hands that were placed in your lap. cassie was standing in front of you, modeling her outfit. she turned a dark shade of red and thanked you before stepping towards you and placing her hand on your chin. she lifted your face gently to look at hers, and spoke. "can I kiss you?"

you said yes, of course.

the kiss was short but super romantic

you two didn't talk about it until it happened again.

you were at school, walking to the bathroom. you went in and saw cassie crying, looking at herself in the mirror and cussing at herself under her breath, "maybe they don't fucking like you, cassandra. maybe they never will." you were upset, thinking she was talking about someone else. see, you had caught feelings for the blonde girl way before you kissed her. you turned to walk away but accidentally bumped into a stall door, causing her to look at you with wide eyes.

you looked at her, finally seeing her red, puffy eyes. your heart broke and you immediately wanted to hurt whoever made her feel like that. "y/n, how much of that did you hear?" you paused, staring at the worried look on her face before answering her. "uh, only the last part.." she cursed under her breath before walking towards you and grabbing your hands. "well, now you know" you looked down, trying to think of how to comfort her but you couldn't think of anything. "um, who's the person you were talking about?" she laughed in disbelief, before kissing you gently. after a few moments, she pulled away and leaned her forehead against yours before speaking. "y/n, its you"

it's safe to say that you two became a couple after that

nobody really knew who you were, so they were surprised when cassie introduced them to you

"this is y/n, my lover!"

you couldn't hold eye contact. instead, you stared at the ground with a red face.

cassie is the best girlfriend you could ever ask for

I just wanna say jules is a fucking hypocrite

like, she cheated on rue the first chance she got

and CASUALLY SAID she was in love with the girl she fucked

but got upset when rue introduced her to elliot???? like wtf.

I actually hate jules

I know it's not much but I recently passed 100 notes on my billy loomis smut... I just wanna say, YALL SOME WHORES!! the smut fic, man. really?!?

I mean my first fic which was poly cassie and maddy passed 90 too and I'm so happy

but anyways, I dont think yall know how much it means when u guys comment or reblog my works, or like even spam liking, it means so fucking much especially since I started writing on this blog not even a week ago

I'm so thankful for all of you <33

okay i was gonna do a toxic poly ghostface blurb but she's turned into a whole ass fic... but anyway with the whole billy n stu being awful ppl n still being involved with sid n tatum i've realised writing this that the stu/reader/tatum triangle is literally like stu = nate, reader = cassie, tatum = maddy with murder involved 😭 my manipulative misogynist kings 😍 (jk... not really at all 😭). also im so glad you liked that concept bc it is my fav version of those boys in the world but i was so scared everyone else would just see it and go hm... mental illness

oh my god you're so right..

honestly if anyone has a problem with that concept they can bring it up w me cause it's my favorite thing in the world. I am not ashamed !!!!!