#Jasmine Savoy Brown

[ematthinker]

i love theses outfits

[berthamason]

Scream family ❤️🔪

[birdmans]

yellowjackets x booth by bryant

[forsapphics]

YELLOWJACKETS (2021 —)

S01, E09: Doomcoming — directed by Daisy von Scherler Mayer

[dizscreams]

BAES <33 LMAO I LOVE THEM

AND JACK IN THE BACKGROUND HELP

[screamsortega]

i won’t let anyone hurt you;

summary: as news of a new ghostface arises you get painful flashbacks from the year before, luckily, your boyfriend ethan is there to comfort you.

warnings: cursing, mentions of blood, murder, all that stuff.

pairing: ethan landry x fem!reader

*lowercase intended*

“what’s going on?” sam spoke, rushing in not too long after chad called for her.

“…where the mutilated bodies of two students..” the news reporter on the tv spoke.

“cute boy, nice.” quinn said, pointing to the guy that followed in after sam.

“their names have just been released by the police, jason carvey and greg bruckner.” the reporter continues before mindy chimes in.

“holy shit,” she began, “that’s that chode from our film studies class. the one obsessed with argento.”

“Also found at the scene were various ghostface costumes, a character popularized by the stab movie franchise.” as soon as the reporter said those words, you could feel your face grow pale before you all looked at one another.

“Pack a bag, we leave in ten.” sam spoke, walking into the kitchen to grab a knife.

“sam, wait, sam!” tara spoke up, walking over towards her sister.

“we’re getting out of the city.”

“what?” the guy, danny, that followed behind sam said.

“thank you, suspicious new guy, but we got it from here.” chad says, slightly pushing danny back out of the apartment. “have a good night, get home safe.”

“sam.” tara said, “sam, wh- hold on, no, wait, let’s talk about this for a second. cause this might not have anything to do with us.”

“are you serious?” sam asked.

“it’s a big city! it’s halloween, everybody’s wearing masks!” tara defended.

“tara, this isn’t a coincidence.” sam spoke, hee voice slightly raising. “you knew him!”

“barely.”

“chad, mindy, y/n? back me up.”

“i mean, it is a little bit..” chad started as mindy finished his sentence. “close to home.”

“see?” sam said, turning back to tara.

you had been sitting in silence, blanking out, ethan had taken notice of this. “y/n?” he spoke, his voice low enough to where only you could hear.

ethan’s voice caused you to bring yourself back into reality, you get up and walk into your bedroom, slamming the door behind you which causes the group to stop in the middle of their conversations.

“is — is she okay?” anika questions, looking from one person to another.

“this is bringing shit back for her,” tara began, “everything that happened last year traumatized her for like, life.”

“didn’t it happen to all of you, though?” quinn asks, trying to keep up.

“well, yeah, but it just had a way harder hit on her. she hasn’t been dealing with it well either.”

ethan glances at the ground, contemplating on whether or not he should try and comfort you.

he gets up, heads to your bedroom door but before he reaches for the handle mindy chimes in. “she probably doesn’t want to be bothered right now, dude.”

ethan rolls his eyes, ignoring mindy’s comment as he walks in your bedroom and closes the door behind him.

“hey, you okay?” ethan asks, sitting besides you as his hand rests upon your shoulder.

you shrug his hand off, “go away, e.”

the two of you sit in silence for a moment, ethan deciding on what to say. “do you wanna talk about it?”

you just sit there, knees up against your chest as your head hangs low. “i know this must be hard for you, and i’m sorry that you have to go through this again.” ethan began.

“i care about you, y/n, and i’m here for you. so, please, talk to me.”

for some reason, tears just start to pour onto your face, your head falls upon ethan’s shoulder. “i can’t do this shit again, e, i can’t.”

“i know, it’s okay,” ethan began, his hand crept up to your hair, brushing through it. “just take deep breaths, okay? in and out.”

“ethan,” you began, finally controlling your breathing. “you have to get out of here, okay? if ghostface is really back then that means they’ll come after everyone, and that includes you and i can’t lose you, e.”

“yeah, well, you must be crazy if you think i’m leaving you.” ethan spoke, “i won’t let anyone hurt you, okay?”

“just let it all out, y/n”

[hartanddoe]

[dandelionandkrindle]

TAISSA TURNER in YELLOWJACKETS 2.05 “Two Truths and a Lie”

[lovelyy-moonlight]

[whosrodddd]

pov: hanging out with the core 4

[deathlikelead]

Teamwork. Yellowjackets Rewatch: S1E2 F Sharp

Bonus:

[natsboygirlfriend]

I literally screamed

[behindthescreamz]

yearbook style promotional portraits of the cast of “scream” (2022)

[birdmans]

yellowjackets x booth by bryant

[the-oblivious-writer]

Mindy: If your leg got cut off would it hurt? Tara: Duh Mindy: How though? Tara: Cause your leg gut cut off fool! Mindy: Where you goin feel the pain? Tara: In your le- Mindy: Exactly bruh! How are goin feel the pain in your leg- Tara & Mindy: -if your leg is gone!

[screamsortega]

Can you please do 79 Sam carpenter

of course, i hope you like it!!

smut prompt; 79

“is that gonna fit?”

“i’ll make it fit.”

warnings: nsfw, 18+, strap-on, degradation, slight choking, slight hair pulling, cursing(?)

pairing: samantha carpenter x fem!reader

sam practically breaks the door down as the two of you continue your make-out session, the door closing behind you as the both of you enter the apartment.

“sam,” you speak, getting cut off by her lips connecting to yours over and over again. “sam, wait.”

“what? did i do something wrong?” sam replied breathlessly.

“no, of course not, it’s just — what if tara is here? what if someone is here?” you ask, hands on her chest.

“they’re not, i promise.” sam smirks.

on that note, your guys’ lips reconnect as you both make your way to sam’s bedroom. as you two enter the room, sam slams the door shut behind you, pushing you against the door.

her lips travel up and down your neck, “shit.” you whisper, biting your lip in pleasure. you slide your jacket off as she stops her attack on your neck to allow you to take off your shirt. once your shirt is fully removed, sam continues to press long and messy kisses onto your lips, unbuttoning your jeans.

sam’s hands grab onto your waist, turning the both of you around before pushing you onto the bed. she removes her pants as you do the same, climbing on top of you before sliding her shirt off.

you unclasp her bra, sliding it off of her body. her fingers run over your clothed clit, rubbing it ever so slightly. “you wet for me, princess?”

you nodded, a smirk appearing on the brunette’s face. “use your words.”

“yes, fuck, i’m wet for you sam.” you reply, breathlessly.

she bites her lip, taking off your panties as she grabs your legs, pulling you closer to the edge of the bed. her tongue glides from your inner thigh so slowly and eventually reaches your space, giving you all the pleasure you need and more.

“fuck, sam.”

she stops abruptly, pulling her tongue away along with her body. “sam, please, why’d you stop?” you complain.

“because, i’ve got something even better for you.” sam smirks, walking over towards her bedside table before opening the bottom drawer, pulling out her strap.

you bite your lip, “is that gonna fit?”

“i’ll make it fit.”

sam flips you over, grabbing your hips in attempt to make your space more accessible. she slides her thick silicone cock into you, a series of moans escape from your lungs.

“you’re so tight, baby.” she says, grabbing a fistful of your hair, bringing your head up closer to her chest.

“f—fuck sam.”

“you like that?” sam smirks, panting.

“mhm, shit, don’t stop.”

“wasn’t planning on it.”

her free hand creeps up to your throat, wrapping itself around it as you moan in response.

“i’m— i’m gonna cum, sam.”

“do it, cum for me, baby.”

soon after you release, she pulls out before putting her strap away and sliding herself underneath the covers beside you. “wait — sam.”

“don’t worry about me, sweetheart.” sam cut you off, already knowing what you were about to say. “you can return the favor another time”

authors note;

sorry if this was bad 😭