#stu macher my beloved

[pokeshadow]

I love all the Scream Stuilly people saying how sweet and wholesome the Mortal Kombat "Is that you Billy?" "Of course it is, Stu" moment is, when that line only happens when two Ghostfaces are in a mirror match about to horrifically beat each other to death.

Like aww they missed eachother so much and love eachother! It's so swee- wait what are they doing WAIT NO

[dishdogs]

Hes doooone!

[pumpk1n-writes]

Tell Me All About The Dark Places You Hide ~ Part Nine

➥ in which the reader figures out that their best friends are the infamous Woodsboro Killers and decides to help them rather than turn them in. {ft. Drugs and alcohol, murder, short chapter, fake knives, real knives, Billy and Stu being soft for each other}

Part Eight | Part Ten || Word Count ~ 830 Words

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Your heart was racing as you ran, laughing, around Stu’s kitchen and living room as he chased you with a soup ladle. Billy watched from the couch, a smile gracing his usually serious face. It was a picture taken from people who deserved to be happy and in love, not a merry group of murderers.

All too soon, it was over, and the three of you were back to planning. You checked the food and made sure the blood capsules and fake knives were safely hidden in the pantry, along with the second Ghostface costume, and the door was locked. You turned around to one of the most surprising images you’d ever seen. Billy had both of Stu’s hands in his and was giving him a pep talk of some sort. He finished and patted Stu’s cheek, and nobody made any sort of weird joke.

You smiled to yourself and shepherded Billy out of the house, tossing his own Ghostface costume towards him for the first part of the plan. You found most of the anxiety of what you were going to do leave your body as the first few party guests arrived.

Around an hour passed and you were well on your way to giving up and murdering Sidney in her own house and completing the job right then before you heard Tatum’s voice and Stu’s greeting. They were finally here. Rolling your eyes in resignation, you took a final swig from your beer and slammed it on the table, turning around and plastering a fake smile onto your face.

You stumbled over to them, watered down beer sloshing in your solo cup. You purposefully slurred your words in your best attempt at a drunken stupor. Leaning heavily on Stu, you pretended to think really hard about what you were about to say. “How…” a pause while you furrowed your eyebrows, ignoring Stu’s hand snaking down your back. “Are you?” You beamed happily at them and the two girls laughed.

“Having fun already, are we?”

You nodded, waiting until they were out of sight before dropping the act and groaning to Stu. “That was perhaps the stupidest thing I’ve ever had to do.”

Stu laughed at you, patting your shoulder. “It was your idea. You have to be passed out on the couch in order for Act 3 to happen.”

You groaned again rubbing your face with your hands. “Yeah, yeah. Doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

The next part of the plan was quickly approaching, and you watched Stu send Tatum out for more beer and then lock the door. You quickly put on the act again, pouring half a beer into your cup and stumbling out to the living room to listen to Randy’s rant about horror movie rules.

The phone call came in and you watched happily as everyone left. You giggled to yourself, laying down on the couch against Randy’s shoulder and closing your eyes.

*DiViDeR*

You woke up to find Randy gone and Sidney frantically shaking your shoulder. “Valerie! Valerie please wake up, please.” You pretended to sit up groggily, looking at her with an unspoken question. “It’s Billy, it’s always been Billy.”

You sat up straight, standing up and facing Sidney. “What? No, I don’t believe it. He was perfect, he wouldn’t hurt a fly.” You internally vomited at the words coming out of your mouth. There was blood everywhere, and if you peeked through the hallway, you could the see the open door revealing the bodies of Dewey and Gale Weathers. When had she gotten here?

Billy stalked through the hallway, seeing you with your back to him, talking to Sidney. He switched the knife in his hand for the fake one and came up behind you, tapping your shoulder. You screamed and turned around, rolling your eyes as soon Sidney couldn’t see.

He stabbed, puncturing the blood packet, then stabbed again and again. You fell into Sidney, pleading with her to run. She did. Straight into Stu.

She was cornered in the kitchen, Billy behind her and Stu in front. She seemed pretty preoccupied to pay attention to you, so you silently stood up and moved, limping pathetically to sell the act. toward the kitchen.

“Oh my God. Valerie, you’re alive. Please, please. The gun is on the table. Please.” Her pleads we’re pathetic. You wanted to shoot her perfect little face.

You whimpered to make the “wounds” believable, limping over to the table. Stu shot forward to “stop” you, except you decided to change a few things about the plan.

You grabbed the gun from the table, pointing it at Sidney’s stomach and firing two shots in quick succession.

“What the fuck?” Billy yelled, anger filling his eyes. “That wasn’t part of the plan!”

“Not your plan, no. But mine?” You pointed the barrel towards Billy’s forehead. Something told him you knew your way around a gun and wouldn’t miss. “It’s all part of mine.”

[kiiwwie]

Hhhhhhhrrrrrgggg I wanna post art but lineart is too much 😢😢🙏🙏

[pokeshadow]

they may be doomed by the narrative but atleast they had gay sex

[mattulrichskeetlillard]

Matt had the most adorable glasses <3

What a little dork 🥰

[Stuilly art by @shadowduel link]

[sapphicola]

Is there a term for opposites attract but with two people with similar energy who hate each other bc that’s what I think these two would have

[latenightsundayblues]

going FERAL over your scarred stu design it is so ‼️‼️‼️ look at he!!

Scarred Stu 2: Electric Boogaloo

Billy got a lot more affectionate, and all Stu needed to do was to have a brutal near-death experience

(song completely unrelated to the drawing i just really like it and listened to the whole thing in a loop while i made this lol)

[thisonesforthefandoms]

No fr because we all know Billy's motive. His reason. He was abandoned by his mom and he blamed all the women in his life for it

But Stu's motive? "Peer pressure. I'm far too sensitive." Meaning: HE HAS NO MOTIVE. He did it just because.

Wasn't it Billy who said its scarier when the killer has no motive?

We all know the infamous improvised line (thank you, Matthew Lillard) "My mom and dad are gonna be so mad at me!" Which Stu cries when Sidney confirms that she's called the cops. And what does this tell us about Stu? That he had no remorse at all for the things he and Billy did. His one regret was the ramifications of being caught.

stuart macher is my representation of an evil bisexual 🙏 the scream fandom needs to stop writing him as this innocent little boy HE IS EVIL!!!!!’

[heroinbobby]

were doing scream fanart?

[pokeshadow]

You just KNOW Stu would be holding the fact he made it into the top 100 Movie characters list and Billy didn't for the rest of his life

[snowycorpse]

someone on facebook got a video of it omg guys

[pokeshadow]

In my head, it's actually great. He's genuinely UPSET at the idea his parents will be disappointed in him, I think they love him to death and he loves them too. They're just not always around (My headcanon is they work at the hospital and half the month is overnight shifts, so Stu ends up alone half the month, but that's just what's going on in MY Scream universe), but when they are his mom adores the hell out of him and his dad is warm and supportive. In my mind the movies are doing a nature vs nurture with Billy and Stu. Billy wasn't born a bad person, but after so many years of neglect and pressure from his parents, he develops into the evil prick he ends up as. Stu had a great family, a great life, he had no "reason" to do any of this. He was just sort of born like this.

How do we think Stu's relationship is with his parents? Like we know Billy's is bad but what do we think about Stu?

[pumpk1n-writes]

Tell Me All About The Dark Places You Hide ~ Part Eight

➥ in which the reader figures out that their best friends are the infamous Woodsboro Killers and decides to help them rather than turn them in. {ft. boring chapter (I swear the next one is better), Stu being an idiot, Billy being an idiot, Billy in love, mention of Sidney’s attack}

Part Seven | Part Nine || Word Count ~ 1.07k words

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There was no doubt about it anymore. Billy was completely in love with you. It was like a sickness, spreading from his heart to his head, poisoning his mind. After that night when you’d shown that you were truly as messed up as they were, Stu and Billy had been spending as much time as they could with you.

It was because of this that you were currently smiling to yourself, still riding the high of the other night. The school had been buzzing with fear and anticipation of who the next murder would be. The boys had filled you in on their plan and you had to laugh every time you thought about it. They had no idea what was coming.

Lunch was fairly uneventful, and Sidney didn’t seem to notice the fact that Billy kept scooting the two of them closer to you. Stu, being his usual touchy self had been practically attached to you at the hip, and Tatum didn’t even care. Randy was going off about some new movie he’d seen a thousand times already, and for a moment everything seemed almost normal.

Normal, at least until the bell for fourth period rang and Billy jumped up to walk with you a little too quickly, drawing a strange look from Sid. She shook her head and moved on, interlocking hands with Tatum and leading her to their math class.

You laughed to yourself. “You realize that in order for your plan to work, you have to make sure Sid doesn’t break up with you first, right?”

“She‘s too caught up with her attack last night to even notice,” Billy rolled your eyes.

“She was attacked last night!?” You hissed out the question. For a moment Billy wondered why you didn’t say something more along the lines of ‘you attacked her last night?’ But then he realized that you were just being more careful than him and smarter than him in case anyone was listening.

Billy nodded hesitantly, not knowing where this conversation was going.

“You guys are moving faster than I thought you were. What’s next?”

He shrugged. “I figured that if she gets attacked in the bathroom, school would get cancelled and Stu would throw a party. And that’s where we’d… well you know.” He cast a furtive glance around them.

You hit him. “Stop being so loud! So what, you want me to do it? Since you can’t go into the bathroom?”

Billy shook his head and scoffed at you right as Stu came up behind the two of you, draping an arm around both of your shoulders. “Watcha talking about?”

You shrugged. “We’re just discussing Billy’s brilliant plan to sneak into the girls’ bathroom after Sidney.”

“Billy,” Stu looked affronted. “You can’t just do that. There’s rules, you know. And they might scream if they see you.”

You nodded happily, proud that Stu had taken your side.

“I actually have a better idea,” the gleam in Billy’s eyes scared you, and you hesitantly looked towards Stu for reassurance. You were rewarded with the same look from him. Clearly he’d caught on faster than you had.

*divider (this is the best divider guys)*

Crushed into the tiny bathroom stall, the wall at your back and Stu at your front, you grumbled about the “plan” for the thousandth time. “No one is going to buy it, Stu,” you whisper-yelled, but you couldn’t fight off the shiver that sprinted down your spine at the lack of space between the two of you.

“We don’t have to do anything, Val. It’s just a cover.”

You shrugged. “You have a girlfriend for now and you want to be on your best behavior for what comes next.” You winked.

Stu smiled down at you mischievously. “Don’t worry, I’ll won’t get distracted.”

“I’m more worried about you getting carried away,” you snorted, shoving his shoulder as best you could in the tiny space.

You heard the door open and then two stall doors slammed shut. A discussion about Sidney faking the whole thing ensued and you pressed your hand against Stu’s mouth. He batted it away and cocked his head questioningly. You nodded and leaned up to meet his lips. It’s all part of the plan. His fingers were tangled in your hair and he bit your bottom lip, clearly trying to sell the act. Selling it to you or the people outside?

You heard the door open again, and peeked through the crack in the stall. Once you saw that it was Sidney, you tapped Stu’s shoulder twice.

“You’re pathetic,” one of the girls from earlier said with a lilting tone. You could hear as they exited the bathroom, and then Sidney leaving her stall. Stu pulled away, and you couldn’t help the disappointment shining in your eyes. You watched as Stu changed into the Ghostface robe and slipped the mask on, and then waited for Billy to whisper Sid’s name through the vents. (You’d laughed out loud when they’d told you this part of the plan.)

But you could see through the stall that it was working and Sidney was looking around frantically. You saw her get down on the ground to look under the stalls and you gestured for Stu to stand up on the toilet seat lid with you.

He waited another beat until he stepped slowly off of the lid, his cloak coming down next. Another moment and he burst out of the stall, lunging for her. You cringed when you heard a literal sink fall off of the wall. You heard her run out of the bathroom and quickly made your way towards Stu, practically ripping off his robe and mask.

“Damn, girl. If only you were always this eager to get my clothes off.”

“Shut up. We can’t let anyone see you like this.”

“Like what? Hot and steamy?”

“If you don’t shut your mouth I’m gonna cut your fucking tongue out.”

“Hmmm,” Stu winked. “Feisty.”

You glared at him, finally able to stuff the costume in your backpack and rush out of the bathroom right as the the intercoms came on, announcing the new curfew and cancellation of school.

You and Stu grinned at each other, the adrenaline rush of what was to come coursing through both your veins.

He swung an arm around your shoulder, whispering the next words right next to your ear. “Show time.”

[catharticartist]

I’d forgotten these little pieces I did at work the other day I think they’re still under the till?

[kining-the-evil]

Screaming and crying because why the hell are Randy and Stu not on posters for scream??? Do I have to do everything myself???