Le Babe: You Guys Dont Need To Go Out Theres A Killer :(

le babe: you guys don’t need to go out there’s a killer :(

stu-billy: aww, are you scared?

le babe: yeah you guys could get hurt :(

stu-billy: windows error noise

they start glitching like the chromebook i tried to illegally downloads sims on for free in middle school

final girl is sososo good!! the way you write the protagonist has me so immersed, feeling the same whiplash she feels when moments go from cute to dark. i typically don't engage with fics a bit on the darker side, but it's so well written; you absolutely pulled me in. <3

and like another anon mentioned- love how billy and stu disguise to themselves genuine acts of kindness and care as manipulation tactics, cute little psychos-

ahh i don't know how i haven't replied to this already but thank you so much :)) i'm glad you're enjoying the story and the emotional whiplash,, it's fun to curate lol

i am loving final girl!!! each time theres an update i kick my feet and giggle like a schoolgirl

omg thank you!!

Hi! I'm literally so in love with final girl It's not funny I adored the new chapter and literally can't wait for the next one (but obviously take your time. no pressure at all I just wanted to let you know how much I loved it:)

Anyhow I'm not sure if this is how you send in request but the end of the recent chapter when they were talking about Stu and the reader alone really got me thinking that we don't see them interact like that, yk? Like we see Billy and the reader and we see the way billy thinks of the reader but we never really see Stu and the readers interactions like one on one often if that makes sense? I was thinking about what Billy said with Stu peeling the readers oranges or waiting for them by they're locker everyday and holding their books and walking them to class or just them talking in class like when they first met and I've been LITERALLY CLAWING AT MY THROAT FOAMING AT THE MOUTH FOR THESES TWO and I would love it if you could do something with that if you have the time, ofcourse. I'm sorry if this isn't really a request I just wanted to let you know that I love your story, I love the way you write Billy and Stu and can't wait for the next chapter with theses two, bye!

anon i love you this is such an incredibly sweet message :) it literally got me so hyped to write lol 

i have such complex thoughts about the stu and y/n dynamic bc stu has so many layers to him and relationships 

so here’s a bit of analysis on the dynamic between stu & y/n (feel free to skip past it and go to the fic, i just wanted to explain it a little lol): 

Okay first thing’s first about stu’s personality, i am a firm believer that he believes all attention is good attention. Especially if he likes someone. If you’re in a group setting, he’ll make a joke that he knows will specifically bother you. Not necessarily a mean one--though it could be--it could just be something that makes the reader uncomfortable or grosses them out, bc that means that he’ll be the center of your attention, and that’s enough.  

Also, side note, i can def see him creating situations in order to spend time with reader without having to ask. Like checking out a movie that Y/n wants to see repeatedly for weeks and then finally telling her about it and acting like he just picked it up. Or dropping hints that he “needs help” on a certain subject before finally asking for you to come over to study. Or invite multiple people to do something when he knows they’re busy and you’re not. 

This may be an unpopular sort of take but i believe that he’s capable of love, just a different kind of love. It’s not always the most unhealthy thing constantly, but it toes the line often bc he projects so many ideals onto it. He projects that domestic, ‘happy’ home life he’s never really had onto his feelings for Y/n, and he does so more than on anything he feels for Billy bc, honestly, of sexist ideals, and the more he likes y/n, the worse it gets bc he starts to sort of expect things. He has a sort of distorted perception of things, he takes your actions and makes them sort of fit into what he wants them to mean. He’s not totally straight up delusional, he picks up on what you’re actually feeling, he just doesn’t always care. 

On the bright side of things, stu’s never felt this strongly over a girl before, and with that comes some stuff. It’s different than tatum and even casey. It’s partially bc billy’s involved too and partly for a reason he doesn’t get. The point is, he notices things about the reader and remembers them and that’s weird to him. It’s a lot. 

He doesn’t know what to do with it, and it’s not like he can pursue the reader in any capacity outside of friendship, so it sort of builds up. It’s sort of like leaving him alone with a puppy, something cute that he just wants to squeeze. It’s dicey. 

But on a more positive side, he’s accidentally sort of super endearing from time to time. There’s a bit of a masculinity issue, like the need to be ‘the strong one, the provider’ and the underlying desire to make reader dependent on him, but it’s also just bc he can’t help it. He’d never acknowledge that, though, if billy asks, he swears it’s a manipulative ploy. He might admit it a little if billy--and only billy--pushed significantly, but deep down there’s a bit of a lovey undertone. 

Anyways actual fic/blurb that shows stu’s POV and some of his thoughts on y/n below the cut: 

You came. You didn’t ask any questions even though you could tell that Stu’s reason for inviting you over was about more than finally getting a copy of that movie you kept talking about wanting to see. More of a psychological thriller than true horror. You’ve always seemed a little more into that type of scary, which makes sense considering how you reacted to those pictures of Casey.

It’s not Stu’s favorite kind of movie, but you make it more entertaining during the talk heavy scenes where the characters focus too hard on things that real killers don’t really need. Motives. You say it’s all about the writing, but there’s something about the way you watch, all focused and slightly serious. There’s a touch of something there. A hint at a darkness that may or may not be rooted in some sense of justice. 

It doesn’t exactly make up entirely for what the movie lacks, but sometimes the excuse to watch you makes up for it. Especially today. 

You had sensed that something was off, because of course you did. You’re getting a little good at being able to read him. You had asked if he was okay over the phone. Some hard to label feeling swelled in his chest and so he pushed against it. 

He already didn’t get why he was feeling so tense. So his parents decided to put off their return home because Leslie wanted to go somewhere. So Billy couldn’t come over because he had to do something with Sid and then spend time with his dad. What did that matter? He hates when his parents are here more often than he finds it bearable and Billy would make it up to him enough later. There’s enough of a silent understanding between them that Stu’s not feeling threatened, just irritated by the situation.

And then he called you. A tiny bit risky, especially considering that Stu didn’t feel like he’d take any form of rejection well. But you didn’t. You came and you asked him about how he was feeling and even though Stu had a feeling you were still skeptical after he said he was fine, you dropped it. You just pulled him into that bubble of yours, where things feel...god, he doesn’t even have a word for it. 

“I know how you feel about motives, but I think I like them.” Your opinion comes out nearly hesitant as you adjust yourself on his couch. 

Your knees just barely touch. Stu shifts with you, making the contact a little more sure. There’s a second in which your hesitance lingers, but you follow his lead--like usual--and relax. The warmth of your skin bleeds through the soft fabric of your leggings. It’s vaguely assuring, something Stu has to remind himself not to try to lean into too much. 

“You would.” He forces it to come out with a little more insult than he means it. 

You blink, tearing your eyes away from the screen and towards Stu. There’s something about the way you’re looking at him. It feeds a part of him that’s never ending. “What’s that supposed to mean?” 

He smiles because you’re looking at him like that, so how could he not? “Motives make things neat for you. You like to justify things.” Stu’s gaze flits from your eyes and back to the screen. This part of Stu’s theory is a little more optimistic, enough of a stretch that he knows your reaction to it matters. “You want to sympathize with the killer, ‘cause that’s what you do.” 

Your lips press together slightly, not too telling. “I’m not that nice.” 

“You always forgive.” Stu moves his hand, pinching your cheek too quickly for you to protest. “Or maybe I’m just that irresistible.” 

Half scoffing, you turn your head entirely. Your partial laugh ends, falling flat when you notice Stu’s oddly neutral expression. It’s too contemplative, too thoughtful. That paired with his odd stillness has been a sign that something’s up. You asked about it, showed the right kind of interest, but you didn’t push. When you’re moody, Stu focuses more on cheering you up than finding out what’s wrong. That comes second. 

You wish there was a normal way to ask someone what they’re thinking. But there isn’t, which means you have to guess, “I’m not that forgiving.” Your words are slower than you mean them to be. It adds to the serious feel and that’s not the goal. You’re justing trying to give your mouth a chance to catch up with your thoughts. “Or nice, you just bring it out in me.” 

That...that’s surprising. Stu bites his tongue to keep from grinning too much. You’re not as predictable as everyone else. Not as boring or tiring. He could figure you out again and again and still not feel that same sort of general apathy he feels for most everyone. 

“Aw, aren’t you sweet.” You roll your eyes as Stu pulls an arm around your shoulder. He yanks you into his side too suddenly for it not be awkward and his grip is a little too secure for you to get comfortable right away, but the way his thumb brushes up and down your arm tells you that it’s meant to be nice. “If I bring out your ‘nice’,  angel, I don’t want to know who brings out your ‘mean’.” 

You sigh once, embracing Stu’s touchiness by relaxing into his hold. “Okay, don’t get an ego, it’s not you, it’s just--” Stu keeps himself quiet. You say the best things when you’re left to your own devices. “Well it is you--well, more the way you make me feel.” 

His fingers press into your arm a little more. That was worth holding out for. “Your feelings for me?”

Snapping your head in his direction, your mouth opens before you can think of your response. Stu turned your words in on themselves a little, but it still hit too close for you to dismiss it the way you normally would. “Shut up.” It’s too indignant, a laugh escapes Stu and you elbow his rib. “I was just trying to say that the reason I don’t stay mad that long is because I realize that you make me happier more than you make me not, I guess.” Feeling awkward, you practically squirm in his hold, eyes dropping to your lap. “That was super lame. Forget I said that.” 

Stu bends his arm, placing his hand firmly on your cheek in order to hold your head in place. He kisses your temple hard, an exaggerated kiss sound following the gesture. You half-laugh-half shriek, trying to push your way out of his grasp. “No way,” he laughs, moving his other arm to try to get you to still, “You like me.”

More kisses to your forehead and cheek and hairline. Anything he can touch as you squirm and giggle. Maybe you’re accepting his over enthusiasm and touchiness a little more today, but he’s starting to seem a little more like his usual self. 

“Not anymore,” it’s said with a smile. 

Stu’s mouth falls open in dramatic shock. His head falls onto your shoulder as he lets out a mocking gasp. He pushes his face against your collar, turning his cheek to press himself into your neck. You laugh again, the sound light and a little fluttery. Stu vaguely notes the nervous undertones as he takes a deep breath that he disguises as a dramatic sigh. You’re warm and smell like comfort. Despite the casualness of it, you nearly shiver. 

That’s something Stu’s starting to get used to, the way you always nearly tremble. He likes your shakiness, likes what it implies. “Don’t be mean.” 

“Oh, I’d never.”

He lets out a partial laugh, reveling in the fact that you’ve yet to try to seriously shake him off. His attention briefly flits back to the television. Another monologue explaining the reason behind a murder that took too long to plan for minimal pay off. It’s anticlimactic in a way that makes Stu antsy. 

“So why do you like motives?” It’s a simple enough question. 

You’re quiet for a second, sinking further into the couch as you think through your options. “Not sure, something about a sense of justice, getting even and having it pay off.” You stay silent, intently watching the screen, “Plus I can appreciate a well written plan.” 

Stu smiles, thinking about the way Billy would enjoy the irony. “You secretly an evil mastermind? Waiting for the right moment to take advantage of me?” 

He can feel the way your head turns at the way he makes his voice waver in a caricature of fear. “Yep, just biding time, waiting to have you at my mercy.” 

"And what would that look like?” Stu lifts his head just enough to watch your reaction. Your eyes won’t meet his, but he can feel the wideness of your gaze.

You almost smile, softly shoving Stu’s side. “Shut up.” 

“You know, we’re all alone right now, so if you want to--” 

“Stu.” 

He decides to take your scolding, mumbling a quick, “Just saying,” before dropping the subject and letting you watch the movie. 

I’m obsessed with your final girl series! I couldn’t stop reading it since I found it! But I have a question. Are billy and Stu like a thing or are they just besties? Cuz like billy seems territorial over Stu and like he did jack him off so…just wondering!

Can’t wait for the next chapter!!🫶🏻

hi! saw this ask while on my way to work on final girl lol

anyways i do go into some depth about this in a little ramble that's linked here

but the concise answer is basically that i see them as together in an unsaid way, a sort of friends with benefits but they're both pretty aware of the fact that they're the only person the other really cares about (with y/n as a relatively new exception) but they don't really talk about it outside of the occasional possessive burst just bc they don't like/need to talk about feelings

side note, i can kind of see them talking about their feelings a little more through y/n, meaning that their endgame goal of running off into the sunset after committing murder so that it can just be you three cements the permanence on how they feel about each other.

i do, however, try to leave it open for some interpretation so that readers can project how close they are more or less

hope that explains it!

Just wanted to say, love how you write Billy and Stu as creepy possessive weirdos, but in their own unique ways! And also that I appreciate you making them BOTH toxic, not just one or the other! Lovely characterization!

ahhh thank you!!! i'm so happy that the fact that they're both toxic comes across in their own specific ways :) my biggest fear is writing a Billy and Stu fic where it feels like i just split up the dialogue randomly

fun fact, i've written scenes for Billy and then been like nah...this feels more like Stu and vice versa so i'll either reword or just change a few things so that it aligns with how i view them even better

i feel like the main difference i keep in mind is that billy's a sly kind of toxic bc he's a tiny bit more aware of the kinds of things that'd scare y/n off (it's more abandonment issues than genuine concern over y/n) and stu's toxicity is a little more forward, but that more "obnoxious"/blatant toxicity actually covers up for some darker stuff lol (it's half intentional and half coincidence)

anyways sorry for rambling,, just a lot of thoughts :) thank u!