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ethanlandryswhore · 9 months

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Grumps.

Pairing: Nongf!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

Genre/Warnings: Hurt!Sad!Crying!Ethan bc i can't get ENOUGHHH, a bit of angst I think, Cursing, Ethan beingi grumpy and sad, Cuddling, LOTS of kissing.

Summary: lol u should read it.

A/N: Helllllooo everyone! Sorry for not posting in like a week. I've been weirdly sad and lonely lately so I've been kinda lacking in my writing lately. Anyways, love you all soo much and enjoy!

You jump as the door to your dorm opens. You look up from your laid position on the couch, as Ethan walks in. m You can almost instantly tell his mood is down due to his tense look. The door slams shut as he walks in, setting his Econ textbooks and laptop on the small kitchen counter.

“Eth?" You question gently, now sitting up. You watch as he ignores you and starts looking though some draws full of junk. "Baby, what’s the matter?”

When he doesn’t answer you can only frown, now getting up fully. After searching one drawer he moves onto the next. You catch him glimpse at you slightly before saying nothing.

“Ethan-” You scramble off the couch, jogging after him. “What happened?” You ask him softly, turning him to face you.

“It’s nothing.” He mumbles, pulling his arm from your grasp and moving to the third cabinet.

“Baby, talk to me...” You follow, not keen on leaving him alone.

“It’s nothing, Y/n. Forget it.” Ethan sighs. You watch him silently, mulling over your options.

"What are you looking for..?" You ask blinking up at him. He doesn't even answer, let alone look your way. You let out a small puff of air.

“Ethan…” You mumble, hugging him, chest pressing to his back. Your hand rubs against his stomach, head leaning against his shoulder. You can feel his harsh movements of searching slow down as you hug him. "What happened?" You say softer, kissing his back.

“It’s fine.” He replies, his voice is barely audible. "I don't want to talk about it."

“Okay." You respond finally, deciding to let it be. "I'll be in my room if you need me."

The door opens, and your boyfriend peeks in slowly. He’s silent, just watching you for a moment before entering the bedroom. Eventually, Ethan pushes his way into your arms, waking you from your half asleep state.

“Hi, Eth.” You mumble as he sprawls on top of you.

He hums gently, burying his face into your neck. You smile at his warmth, wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

“Wanna talk about it?” You ask, hand rubbing soothing circles between his shoulder blades.

“No, not really…” He sighs, letting himself relax.

“Alright, baby. but you know you can talk to me, right?” You whisper gently, placing soft kissing on his head.

“I know.” Ethan mumbles, closing his eyes as he relaxes.

You sit in silence, rubbing your boyfriend’s back as you think how to get him to open up to you. Ethan was often sensitive and could get emotional quickly if he was pushed too far and the last thing you wanted was to pressure him into telling you.

Ethan seemed much calmer than he was when he first came home, his eyes are closed as his head rests upon your chest. His breathing is so slow, you almost think he’s asleep. Silently you turnover, Ethan mumbling gently before rolling off of you and cuddling beside you instead.

“Are you still upset?” You ask softly.

Ethan sits in silence for a moment before responding; “yeah…” he murmurs.

“Sit up, baby.” you reply gently, moving to sit up.

Ethan opens his eyes, blinking at you before slowly sitting up; back resting against your dorm wall. You straddle his thighs, sitting comfortably in his lap.

“Talk to me.” you mumble, pressing sweet kisses all over his lips as your hands cradle his cheeks.

“It’s nothing.” Ethan pouts. He doesn’t push you away though as his hands hesitantly grab your hips to move you closer to him. You watch as his ears turn red at your movement above him.

“You’re upset. Talk to me.” you whisper, kissing his lips once more. Ethan stays silent, red sploches of blush now faintly appearing on his cheeks. He doesn’t move, letting you press soft kisses around his face for a little longer.

You smile gently, tracing your fingers along his lips, Ethan looks up at you, puppy dog eyes now in full effect. You kiss him again, for the 100th time. "Talk to me, baby." You whisper.

“Fine…” he crumbles, hands squeezing your hips a little.

“What’s wrong?” you ask him, hands playing with the back of his shirt.

“You know that test I told you about? The really important one? For econ?” Ethan says softly. You nod, already seeing where this was going.

“I failed it." He says, quietly, looking away from you. You frown at his vulnerability.

“Oh, Eth…” You sigh, running a hand through his hair at an attempt to soothe him.

“The teacher gave us the test and I knew nothing!" He exasperates, rambling suddenly. "I stayed up for hours last night, studying and going over every little detail and I couldn’t even get past the first question.” he complains, sighing afterwards.

“At least you studied though, baby. At least you tried.” You say, voice soft as you hold him, not entirely sure what to say. Ethan's head falls to your shoulder as he squeezes you tight.

“But thats not enough, Y/n. The test was horrible- I did horrible. And I turned it in like half finished. I even asked the teacher if I could retake it but he just told me I should have been better prepared and I tried to tell him that I was but he wasn’t having it.” he vents, hands curling into your shirt. His eyes begin to tear up as his sensitivity begins to shine through.

“I'm sorry Eth." You say softly, kissing him again. "I know you studied so hard, love. I'm sorry.” You speak gently.

Ethan pulls away, slumping back against the head board once more, blinking away tears as he looks at the ceiling. You sigh softly, hands running over his chest to try and soothe him.

“It was just so embarrassing." He mumbles, tears now pouring down his rosy cheeks. You sit silently, watching him start to get emotional.

“Ethan." You say gently, touching his face and lifting his eyes to look at yours. His glossy eyes meet yours shame coating them.

“I'm proud of you, okay?" You say tenderly. You wipe his tears with your thumbs before pressing a soft kiss on his lips.

"Why?" He asks, sniffling.

“Because you tried, baby. That's all that matters. You tried your best. And yeah, you didn't do well but you still made an effort. I was here with you when you studied for that test, E. I saw how much you put into it, and I'm sorry you didn't do as well as you wanted to but I'm proud of you, regardless. I'm proud because you tried. That's all that matters, my love." You say, wiping another tear from his eye and smiling gently at him.

Ethan's face crumbles gently as he sniffles again, nodding slowly at you words. “Yeah… I just- I was so ready. I really thought I was gonna do well.”

“I know baby. I'm sorry. How about I help you study for next time?" You say brushing his curls out from his face, his tears finally drying.

Ethan smiles, widely. "You hate Econ." He laughs shaking his head before looking up at you. You roll your eyes, poking him in the cheek.

"Yeah well," You start, "I'm willing to study it for you."

Ethan smiles, leaning in for a kiss. You gladly pull him into you, feeling his arms wrap around your waist a little tighter. You feel him chuckle against your lips. “Okay.” he smiles.

You smile back, pulling away from him. "I'll hold you to that." He murmurs, smiling up at you. You grin softly, happy to see him feeling much better.

You ruffle his curls again, "Whatever you say grumps."

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ethanlandryswhore · 9 months

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woa you’re writing is so amazing, like i can’t wait for more fics 🤭💓

OH MY GOD THANK YOU SM 😭 this means so much to me u have no idea oml 💕

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ethanlandryswhore · 9 months

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Scared.

Pairing: Ghostface!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

Genre/Warnings: angst, really short drabble, reader has nightmares, ethan being caring. UNEDITED (once again)

Summary: You have a nightmare about ghostface but lucky your boyfriend is here to comfort you.

A/N: The support i have been receiving on my stories in incredible. I love you all soooo much! :((

Ethan wakes up to a rough smack against his shoulder causing his body to jolt a little. He groans, grabbing your arm to hold it still. You toss over, facing away from him.

Ethan exhales slowly, assuming he must have done something in his sleep that has woke you up as he moves to try and curl his arm around you.

You roll over again, whining softly; your elbow hitting his stomach. Ethan let’s out a soft ‘oomph’, this time opening his eyes.

“Y/n.” he asks, voice raspy with sleep. ”What are you doing?”

You don’t respond, your eyebrows furrowed in the dark. Ethan shakes you gently, now unsure if you were asleep or not.

“Y/n?” Ethan mutters sleepily.

You whine again, brows scrunching as you move your head to the side. Realizing you were having a nightmare, Ethan sits up almost immediately.

“Baby.” He mumbles, shaking you awake. You whine, finally opening your eyes.

“Hey, what’s wrong? are you okay?” Ethan asks, hands moving to gently cradle your cheeks.

“Nothing, I’m.. I’m okay.” You exhale softly, hugging your boyfriend tightly.

Ethan doesn’t believe you, slowly easing you back down onto the bed.

“What happened?” Ethan asks softly, brushing his lips over yours before kissing them gently.

“It’s nothing, Eth. Don’t worry.” You sigh, squeezing him tighter to you.

Ethan doesn’t respond, struggling to stay awake due to how tired he was. “You can talk to me, Y/n. You know that.” he mumbles placing light feather weight kisses on your lips.

“Ethan… I…” You start suddenly getting choked up by tears.

“I’m scared.” You say against his chest softly. Ethan’s eyes shoot open immediately at your words.

“What are you scared of, pretty girl?” he questions, trying to slow his heart rate.

“I just… I don’t wanna die, Eth.” You say sniffling. Your arms hug Ethan tighter than before. “There’s a killer out there and I just… I’m scared.”

Ethan tightens his grip around your body. He exhales deeply, soaking in your words and analyzing your fear.

“You are not going to die, Y/n.” He whispers into your hair. “I would never let anything happen to you.”

Tears fill your eyes at his words as you bury your face into his neck. “I love you, Ethan.” You say softly, lips grazing over his neck.

Ethan kisses you tenderly watching as your tears disappear and breathing beginning to slow. As you doze off Ethan stays wide awake. After finally waiting long enough, Ethan pulls his body away from you, sitting on the edge of the bed.

He runs his fingers through his hair before looking back at your peaceful state. "Fuck." He mumbles.

"I can't do this... I can't be Ghostface."

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ethanlandryswhore · 9 months

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Movie night panic

Pairing: Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, (no ghostface implied), UNEDITED!!

Summary: Ethan Landry comforting you during a panic attack <3

A/N: I am sorry this story was so rushed. I spent hours writing last night just to wake up and have all of my drafts disappear so now i have to start everything over again from scratch. I'm ab to sue tumblr fr.

Your shaking fingers hover over the send button as you stare down at the text you have typed out over 20 minutes ago. Sitting in the conner of your room bawling your eyes out was not at all what you had in mind for your small movie date night you had prepared with Ethan the night before, but your random bursts of anxiety where random for a reason.

You knew you were having a panic attack but with your roommate gone, you had no idea what to do. Ethan was on his way over for a movie date but as you were getting ready, you felt your throat close up and your breathing begin to escalate.

Sitting in your room, tears pouring down your face, it in the corner of your room, vision blurry and tears pouring down your face the only thing you could think of doing was texting your boyfriend.

Suddenly you hear the dorm door open followed by Ethan’s voice coming from the kitchen space you shared with Annika, your roommate.

“Y/n, I’m here!” You hear Etahn call out as you hear his keys drop on what could only be the counter.

“Y/n?” He says again when you don’t answer, “Baby, where are you?”

You want to say something, anything, but your muted sobs prevent you from letting out a noise, let alone words.

Ethan’s footsteps make their way to your room and as the door opens tears only begin to pour down your face even harder. He immediately jumps into action, walking towards you, fear and confusion planted all over his face.

“Wow, what happened, baby? What’s wrong?” He questions, running over to grab you in his arms. As if it where an instinct you lift your hands up, reaching your arms out to him. Ethan picks you up almost effortlessly as your arms wrap around his neck, as you continue hiccuping and sobbing.

Holding you in his arms, he makes his way over to your bed, lifting up your blanket and climbing inside, your body still attached to his. He pulls the covers over the two of you as you attempt to bury your face completely into his neck.

Your crying does not cese as Ethan places soft kisses all around your cheeks. While one of his hands rubs your back, the other wipes enormous tears off your face.

You scoot closer to him, wanting to get as close as possible to his body and once you are, even that doesn’t feels like enough.

Ethan doesn’t bother asking anymore questions and simply holds you in his arms as your breathing finally begins to go back to normal and your tears start to dry.

“I love you.” He murmurs kissing the top of your head and running his fingers through your hair, “I should have come sooner I’m sorry, baby.”

“It’s okay, Eth.” You respond, voice horse from crying. “I ruined our date night. I’m sorry.”

“You never have to be sorry for your feelings, Y/n. Never.” He mumbles holding you tighter in his grasp. “I would skip a thousand movies just to be around you.”

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ethanlandryswhore · 9 months

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explain to me how all my work js magically disappeared after HOURS of writing last night. wtf tumblr. wtf.

#im so mad rn #time to fucking cry #loosing it rn #help and i was so excited to post this shit too.#kms.#fuck everythinh

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ethanlandryswhore · 9 months

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Late once again.

Pairing: Non!GF Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, Slight suggestive mentions, Cursing

Summary: After a wild night out, you wake up with Ethan in your bed, immediately panicking after realizing how late the two of you are for your 1:30 pm Econ class.

You blink your eyes awake, stirring slightly at the sound of light breathing coming from next to you. You wince, sorenesses taking over your body. Your legs tangle with someone else’s and as you gaze up you see Ethan Landry in your bed right next to you.

“Oh shit.” You mumble.

Looking down, your lack of decency both confuses and surprises you at the same time. Glancing away from Ethan, you slowly lift your head off his chest trying to gently untangle your legs from his.

Sitting up, the weight of your headache causes you to practically fall back down. Your hangover hits you hard as you rub circles into your temples, attempting to piece together what happened the previous night.

The smell of alcohol consumes your room and fills your nose the second you breathe in. Scanning the area around you, Ethan’s light blue polo shirt and the shorts you had worn to the party last night catch your eye immediately.

“Shit shit shit.” You repeat again. Slight panic fills your mind as you try not to move so much, way too afraid to wake the sleeping boy next to you.

Before your brain even allows you to panic, your heart can’t help but stop to take in all of Ethan’s features. The window next to your bed shines light into your room, the most perfect gaze of light shining onto Ethan’s face.

The hickeys that scatter his chest, neck, and collar bone seemingly glow due to the sun. His bed hair is unbelievably adorable and his lips part slightly as he breathes in and out ever so peacefully.

Your blanket covers the bottom half of his body, his black boxers slightly visible and his pants inside out on the floor next to your closed bedroom door.

His body is relaxed and calm, his chest rising and falling as his freckles practically sparkle in the sunlight and for a second you consider not getting out of bed. He looks way to angelic for you to want to leave.

Suddenly it occurs to you what woke you up. Or what didn’t wake you up. You scramble to pick up your phone and after realizing it was 1:20 pm on a Monday morning, your heart practically dropped.

“Ethan. Ethan, fuck, wake up.” You panic shaking your boyfriend awake. Ethan stirs gently, reaching up to block the sun out of his eyes as he opens them.

“Hm?” He hums, shifting around in your bed. He repositions himself and proceeds to try and pull the covers up past his chest.

“Baby, my alarm, it-it didn’t go off. We have to get up, like, now.” You say, turning over to face him and push his curls out from in front of his face.

You let the covers go, allowing Ethan to swaddle himself in them, your black lacy bra that had been previously covered, now showing.

“What?” Ethan asks again, opening his eyes fully to look at you. His voice is deep raspy from sleep.

“We’re going to be late for class, Ethan. Shit, what are we going to go? I completely forgot we had that lecture today.”

Ethan groans and grabs your body swiftly, causing you to basically fall on top of him. As he engulfs you in his arms, he pulls your entire body into his, allowing your head resting on top of his chest.

As if it were muscle memory, your arms wrap around his half nude body, kissing at his warm chest. He smells like roses and the cheap cologne you bought him for his birthday almost year ago.

His hands move to wrap around your shoulders as he kisses you on the temple, “Mm, stay in bed.” He mumbles, closing his eyes and now kissing your lips softly.

You shake your head and much to your own protest, pull away from him. Ethan only lets out soft groans of protest as you sit up on his chest facing him. His eyes open, squinting softly, his hands rub along your thighs tenderly.

“Baby, please.” He whines pouting his lip out, eyes now straining due to the sun.

“We can’t skip again, love. Mr. Brown said last Thursday was our final warning.” You say leaning down and kissing his swollen lips repeatedly.

Suddenly, Ethan’s eyes open fully scanning yours, “He did?” He asks, eyebrows furrowing.

You smile at the clueless boy, leaning over to get off of him. He moans softly at the loss of your comfort but you dismiss him with another soft peck to the face. Standing up out of bed, you sigh mumbling to yourself as Ethan rubs his eyes, attempting to rid them of sleep.

“Shit, wait, what time is it?” He asks reaching over to your side of the bed, seaching for your phone to check the time.

“It’s 1:20. Class starts at 1:30.” You say walking past him, heading toward your bathroom.

“Oh, Fuck.” He groans, slowly pulling himself out of bed to follow you.

“Damnit, I have to shower. We’re gonna be late for sure.” You sigh running your fingers through your hair.

Looking through the mirror you notice the top half of your body completely littered in hickey’s, each one bigger than the last. Your makeup has smudged and once again, you wonder what the hell happened last night.

Hastily, you turn on the shower water taking off your undergarments. Not waiting for the shower to warm up, you step in and shiver.

It hasn’t even been a minute before Ethan promptly opens the shower curtain and steps in with you. Before you can even ask, he kisses you, pulling your body onto to his.

“Eth-“ You start but he smirks, kissing you tenderly cupping your mouth onto his. He deepens the kiss but quickly pulls away, watching the water flow down your body.

“I'm sure they won't mind if we're late just this once, hm?”

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ethanlandryswhore · 9 months

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