#2022 me is screaming

[blueandyellow7]

Just in case it hasn’t already been consuming your every waking thought, just thought I’d remind you all that byler is ACTUALLY happening

[horneboy]

if oasis get together you will witness the death of tumblr user horneboy

[bellamuertes]

SCREAM (2022) | dir. Matt Bettinelli-Olpin & Tyler Gillett COMPANION (2025) | dir. Drew Hancock

[hellfire--cult]

you can literally see the curtain moving from him coming out ready to photobomb

creativecosplays24 - Instagram

[skate-the-onion]

Okay, I'll bite

[thehelltingvilleclub]

Helltingville Epilogues

Want some old men? have old men and the lonely rat bastard Captain Dickey.

From left to right:

Jerry - Mandi - Cherri (Left) - William "Buck" Titus (Right) - Bill - May - Pete - Jane - Amari (Matt's younger sister) - Josh - Matt

dude this took me too long

but man do I love all of em

Jerry and Mandi don't end up together permanently-- but they do have their kids together. I genuinely imagine Jerry ends up like Scout TF2 style as a single dad to like 4 kids but he loves them all equally and gives them all the attention he can.

And when he can't handle them all, he'll just drag Bill over and make him deal with them.

Yes, in Helltingville the gang stick together.. kind of. Like old friends that happen to live nearby-- they meet up occasionally, they keep tabs on each other online, they might even have a christmas party together, but they definitely are not hanging out regularly like they did as kids.

Jerry and May's anxiety can't take it, Josh's heart can't take it, and Bill can't take the guilt of knowing that, so its sparingly, but they'll keep in touch.

During the heavy confrontation after Comicon and after, Bill kinda.. hit rock bottom? Like if he hit rock bottom as a teenager then he hit the bottom of satan's fucking boot. Getting reemed out by Matt, disgusting looks from everyone and even his sister, seeing everyone so happy without him--

he struggles with that, and he hates it. He gets so unbelievably angry with himself for being both equally stupid and selfish. He shouldn't be upset about this! They're just stupid fake fans that don't understand him, right? then why the hell is he three bottles in and he still feels like shit?

Jerry and May keep tabs on Bill the most, checking on him and forcing him into therapy. Jerry uses him as a free babysitter, May enjoys the company when she isn't on set with Pete, and Bill isn't passed out drunk in his mom's basement.

Jane and Amari were enemies in high school, they actually hated each others GUTS. Amari was captain of the cheerleading team and Jane had her punk girl gang. And yet, in college, they managed to get together and put aside their differences. (Plus, Amari has the same infatuation problem as Matt... and her type is scrawny women that could stab a bitch, apparently).

Matt does develop a bit.. of an alcohol issue. He's so stressed from work, worried about Josh and his health, BILL being ALIVE, Bill being NEAR HIM, Bill staring at his SISTER bro his liver is crying.

Josh.. kind of knows. He can tell that Matt drinks at dinner and maybe a sip or two before bed, but He doesn't want to step out of line and make Matt upset. The last thing he wants is to upset his fiance and get yelled at again for being useless. He doesn't need to go down memory lane.

Cherri develops a vocal stim similar to Jerry, and struggles to talk otherwise and is usually hiding behind him whenever they aren't in their room. Buck, on the other hand, will not stop asking questions or shut the fuck up. this kid has enough energy to power the sun and his brain never turns off. Sorry Bill, you're gonna have to explain the entire Star Trek lore because you mentioned Star Logs and did the Vulcan Salute and now he demands to know what that is.

May works with Pete on occasion, mostly on a commission basis from Butchie. She helps make props and walks new actresses through the ropes and makes sure they're safe on set. Pete is just happy his woman's with him and you BET he brags "guys look at my girlfriend god I love her--"

And yes, they're looking to name their kiddo Sidney, but it's still a toss up. Bill says the name sounds dumb but won't help May pick any new ones to add to the list, so his opinion can get stuck in a meatgrinder.

Guys i have too much to say about them.

[bianca131207]

[comet-forgot-you]

bets

amber freeman x reader

summary: amber makes a bet with her friends and youre not very happy about it.

warnings: 18+ pls, smut, fingering, oral, i think thats all

a/n: my head hurts. do no repost for any reason.

it was midnight, and the sound of amber’s controller clicking and clacking had yet to stop. she had been playing the same game nonstop because of some bet she had made with her friends. it was driving you insane.

you were laid between her legs, messing with the fat of her thighs while you watched the tv. you didn’t understand what the bet was, couldnt even remember it at this point, too frustrated with the lack of amber’s attention to care much about it. amber’s thighs squeeze around your head ever so slightly, her focus still dead set on the screen. you were desperate for her attention and the small movement sparked so many ideas.

your fingers dig into her thigh, massaging it. you pull her leg closer, pressing an open mouthed kiss to her skin. her thighs squeeze again, a quiet huff of air falling from amber’s lips. “y/n,” she mutters.

“hmm?” you hum, biting the skin softly. her hips buck lightly and you turn over, face to face with her clothed cunt. amber glances down at you, eyes blown with need. you litter kisses against her thighs, eyes still locked on hers despite her attention being on the game. her hips buck up, eyes fluttering down to meet yours.

“y/n, please. i’m in a game, js one more round, i promise, just,” she lets out a shaky exhale when you press a kiss to her clothed clit. her fingers grip the controller in her hand.

“you’ve been saying that all week, i just want to taste you, please?” a flash of red paints over her face and her attention is back on the game, curses falling from her lips. you pull her underwear to the side, swiping your tongue between her folds.

a quiet moan leaves her lips and her hips buck up to meet your warm mouth. “y/n,” she curses under her breath. you pay no mind to her, circling her clit with your tongue. you push a finger into her cunt, a needy whine falls from her lips.

your tongue flattens against her clit. you look up at her. her eyes struggling to stay on the screen, constantly fluttering down to watch you between her thighs. she takes her headset off entirely, lip pulled between her lips.

amber moves to set her controller down. “nuh-uh,” you place it back on her stomach, “you wanted to play your stupid game, so play it,” you mutter against her cunt. her hips buck at the vibrations and she takes the controller back into her hands.

you curl your fingers inside of her cunt, scissoring them in and out of her cunt. shaky breaths fall from her lips as her hips chase after her pleasure. you speed your movements up, you craved amber’s orgasm more than she did in this moment.

amber’s walls squeeze your fingers, needy whines falling from her lips. she lets go of her controller, tangling her fingers into your hair. a long moan falls from her lips as her orgasm hits, her hips bucking frantically into your mouth.

“fuckfuckfuck,” she mumbles. you pull your fingers from her cunt, pushing them into her mouth. you make quick work of lapping up her juices, groaning into her cunt. amber whines, the sound muffled by your fingers. you pull your fingers from her lips, pressing kisses on her thighs.

“you’re gonna lose, ambs, keep playing,” you mumble, pinching the fat of her thighs. amber furrows her brows at you, a slight pout on her lips as she picks the controller back up, hands shaking ever so slightly.

“i hate you,” she mumbles.

“its what you get, next time don’t make week long bets with your friends, sound good?”

[fitzs-trained-monkey]

They are everything, your honor.

[taivans]

“Mason said today, if we survive and if they write that as his story, he would be happy to play it and he could see that for Chad. So, let’s make it happen. Petition for Chad to be bi.” — Jasmin Savoy Brown

[newwavesylviaplath]

normally my st vincent posts flop on here but i'm seeing her tonight and i am soso excited!!

[gwen-daria]

me, seeing Sam Carpenter stab Richie 22 times and slit his throat:

[3-xenomorph-gfs]

Did these horror title card designs for a class recently

[vampirecorleone]

"David Arquette, who is a certified Bob Ross painting instructor, taught several of the cast members how to paint like the legendary artist during filming breaks." Scream (2022) dir. Matt Bettinelli - Olpin & Tyler Gillett

[bright-molina]

you are in love

synopsis there is absolutely no doubt in chad's mind that he is so very in love with you, as much as you are in love with him, and he can't help but silently tell you in the way he knows best

a/n you know when artists film one take music videos and just go with it? that is exactly what this fic is <3 (ps recommended song for this one is, you guessed it, you are in love by taylor swift you cannot tell me that this doesn't give off the same vibes, it absolutely does)

Chad couldn’t hear a single word anybody was saying. He hadn’t heard them in a long time and they had yet to notice. To be fair, though, he wasn’t really making an effort to listen. He was much too preoccupied with his current situation.

He’d gravitated to you instantly, as he always did. The two of you had walked through the door of Sam and Tara’s apartment and it took a good amount of effort to unwind his arms from around your waist. And even then it was only after promising you’d be right there in just one second.

You’d been able to see him sitting on the couch perfectly clear. Once every twenty seconds he’d glance into the kitchen, where you were talking to Anika, like clockwork. Whenever you happened to catch Chad’s eye he’d give you the biggest grin ever with this little sparkle in his eyes but never once did he rush you. He did, however, start getting just a little bit more antsy and you could tell.

It’d been over two hours since you sat down next to him and he hadn’t moved at all. Chad was convinced now more than ever that this right here with you was his happy place. He was curled into your side, body scrunched into a little ball, with his head on your shoulder. He wasn’t too sure how long it’d been since he had zoned out of the conversation, and frankly everything else around him, but he couldn’t be more content.

He held your hand closest to him in his lap. One of his hands held yours gently while the other wandered. His touch was light as a feather as he traced up and down your arm first before moving to your hand when he saw the glint of your rings under the living room light. He twisted one of them, a pretty little one with a sun in the middle, one he’d bought you not too long ago after you lost your previous one, around for a while before moving on to playing with your fingers.

All the while you kept talking. Chad listened as you laughed. He could feel the way your body shook and glanced up only to watch your head fall back and your eyes crinkle, to see the way you smiled and giggled through whatever you had to add to the conversation. He let out a gentle and completely lovestruck sigh, before smiling himself and resuming his previous motions.

He let go of your hand briefly only to turn it so your palm was facing up. His touch turned a little heavier as he traced the lines of your palm back and forth. He followed the way they criss crossed and rose and fell and got deeper and eventually he felt the way you shivered a bit. Chad smiled again.

You moved for the first time since you’d sat down and it was only to turn and look at Chad a little closer. There was no doubt in your mind he was beaming down at the way he was holding your hand with not a single thought in that head of his. You let go of him and his movements stopped completely as he watched you move.

Really you couldn’t help yourself. You hooked a finger under his chin, slowly and gently tilting his head up so he could look at you. The two of you were so close in proximity that you could both see and hear the way his breath hitched when you held him and started gliding your thumb across his cheekbone.

And then you dared to make a move. You shifted a bit, giving you slightly better access to lean in and kiss him once. Twice. Then three times, each one soft and barely there as you looked right at him and his reactions the whole time. He chased after your lips with his own when you pulled away but you shifted, just out of reach again. But still, you never let him go.

Instead you traced his bottom lip with the pad of your thumb before smiling at him and declaring, “You’re so pretty, you know that?”

Chad almost forgot where the two of you were. The living room lights and the sound of your shared friends still talking all around him tore him back down to reality. He didn’t move and he could almost swear he was able to feel your heart beating as fast as his.

His hand, the one that had been holding yours for so long, reached up to cover yours. It felt almost empty without the weight of your hand in his anymore. And then he let his eyes flicker. They shifted across your features, ones he had memorized long ago, before flashing down to your lips and lingering there for a second. He almost leaned in again and it took every bit of control to not give in, knowing exactly what he’d do if he did.

Instead Chad looked into your eyes again and let out another soft sigh, along with the involuntary echo of this little noise. One that made you grin wildly at him. He kept staring at you. He was lost for a second before finally remembering how to form the words he so badly wanted to say. “Can we go home now?”

There was no other option than to give in to his request, there really, really wasn’t. You kissed him one more time. Harder, deeper, and slower. One that told him exactly what he was in for. Exactly how you felt.

You stood as quickly as you’d kissed him and took a step backwards, pulling him from his dazed position on the couch. “Hey, I think we’re gonna head out for the night.”

You paid no mind at all to the shouts and playful jeers that came from behind you as you started pulling him out of the apartment with no hesitation. All you did was laugh one more time, ignoring their questions and taunts while shouting a quick goodbye before shutting the door. Frankly, you were already much too preoccupied with the thoughts of what was to come and the way Chad wrapped his arms around your waist again tightly, still absolutely refusing to let you go.

[insanityandstars]

I feel like he'd hit me round the head with a stick