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websterss · 1 year
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I saw this TikTok
The person's Tiktok: @ hartflex
Dude just imagine if Ethan was still Alive even though Sam and Tara swears up and down that they killed him. Like your trying to live your life away from NYC where Your Crazy ex boyfriend and his family had died at. And he shows up again 😭 I didn't know, if I would like that one bit
Omg was it the one with the voice over that said “according to the carpenter sisters there was said to be three suspects that were behind the murder massacres in New York City. Only two bodies were discovered.” 😱👀 if it is then I’ve seen that one 😄
𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 — 𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐘
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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): Some angst, some fluff
𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1,432
𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Ethan Landry x fem!Reader    
𝐀/𝐍: Hope you enjoy it!
𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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Hope always lingered in the back of your mind after the news confirmed that Detective Bailey and Quinn were dead. Ethan’s disappearance remained unknown. No knowledge, no information on where he could be. The group saw it as good news. They were again free from being chased and no longer had to look over their shoulders. It was liberating. The beginning of a fresh start again. The trauma still remained though. The nightmares lingered, projecting behind your eyelids every time you closed them. Various flashes of blood and knives painted your restless nights. However, it was his face that kept you from sleep. The memories of what you considered to have been the happiest days you could have had. The promises of forever twisted into false statements with the removal of the mask. You didn’t think he’d be the one behind it. You didn’t know what to think anymore.
You had made it known to the party that you swore you saw someone that resembled Ethan one afternoon. The crowded subway made it impossible to allow you to catch a second glimpse. You pushed and moved passed people and in the end, you were left with nothing but the faint catch of dark brown curls. 
Chad reminded you that his betrayal could have made you hallucinate or possibly mistake someone for Ethan by accident. The need for answers and your need for closure to help close this particular chapter in your life was what could have brought on the want for that person on the subway to have been him. You knew better. Your gut telling you that it was him, that you weren’t hallucinating or making him up. You knew better…and no one wanted to believe you.
You unlock your apartment and walk inside. Your keys clatter on the glass bowl on the table by the door. You remove your jacket and bag. Sighing in relief that you could finally distress and take down your armor. It was your guard that didn’t fall, though. You froze in place seeing the outline of the silhouette standing in front of your window—he pulled down a blind divider to peek out. You didn’t need him to turn around to know it was him. His jacket and backpack on the carpet clarified who entered your home.
“Hey! You had the late shift at the cafe, right? It’s why you barely got home…” You thank the fact his back is turned to you. You didn’t want him to see you flinch at just the mere sound of his voice.
“E-Ethan.” You greet. Though it felt more like a question
“I-I still had the spare you gave to me…” He takes the key out of his jacket pocket. The clatter makes you flinch again as it rattles on top of your small dining table. You stiffen as he turns around. “I don’t know what surprises me more. The fact you didn’t replace the locks or that fact you saw me and didn’t turn me in.”
Your questions were answered.
“So it was you…on the train that day.”
“You caught me off guard that day…” He looks down. A tiny smirk as he quirks a brow at you. “Y-You’re done with classes around 4…I thought I was in the clear.” He nervously laughs.
“You kept tabs on me didn’t you?” You gape at him.
“It was the only way I could keep you close.”
You scoff. Crossing your arms. “You’re full of shit!” You pick up a pillow and launch it at him. “You son of bitch. You think you can come into my home like you own the goddamn place, expect me to receive you with a smile and accept your hey. Go to hell!” You round the couch to get up in his face. His jaw clenches as he lets your words be thrown at him. “You have some nerve coming back, especially after everything. Anika was our friend…Chad for gods sake! I let you in. I introduced you to my friends! I loved you!” You cry. Your hands pushing and beating against his chest. He stumbles back, taking blow after blow. A solemn frown painted his features. His eyes getting teary-eyed. “I let you in…I told you my life story, my insecurities, I let you in, and you threw it all away so you could what- kill my friends! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you and your stupid face, and for making me fall in love with you. I gave you everything I had left of myself…did you even really love me?” You sneer up at him with so much anger and hatred for him. “Or was that all a part of you and your family’s plans…” You ball your fist against his chest. Head falling against him. Your faint sniffles and cries break him. “I knew…” You nod. Ethan gently runs his fingertips over your fist, flattening out your palm to rest against his shirt. “I knew you weren’t dead, and no one believed me.”
“I’m here…” He reassures.
“I hate you so much…” Your lips tremble as your eyes rake over his face. The curves and dents of his features memorably welcoming. “How could you? We talked about a future together…you gave me hope of a someday…Why would you do that to me? Put me through all this shit?” A tear falls down your cheeks. He lifts his hand to wipe it away. You instinctually find yourself leaning into his hand, pressing your cheek up against his palm. It felt like home.
“My dad he uh- He gave me an ultimatum after I didn’t want to follow through with his plan.” He swallowed thickly. His brows furrowed in thought. “It was either I go through with the plan like he told us…or he’d kill you.”
Your faces scrunched in confusion. “When did you…Why didn’t you want to go through with it anymore?”
“It was after our first date…” He looked down. A sad smile doted his face now. “You asked me if I wanted to play a game called 36 questions. I said yes. So we played…and one of the questions you asked was if you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living and why…” He looked back up at you with intensity. “You answered first and said you wouldn’t change anything cause it brought you closer to the people you loved. That if you had changed something…you wouldn’t have met me.” A tear fell down his cheek. You braced a teary-eyed smile, nodding.
“I did…” You breathe out.
“I knew right there…I knew.” He nodded. “I don’t blame you if you decide to hate me forever. The things I did can’t be forgiven or forgotten, and I’m gonna live with that guilt…” He sniffles. “I-I never gave you my answer that day…” He shutters out a faint exhale.
“You’d change something?”
“The only thing I’d change would be to have met you and your friends under better circumstances. That I didn’t meet you for the sake of my dad wanting revenge for my brother. That’s all I’d change…” He shrugs.
“I don’t think I’d change the way we met.” You disagree.
“Why not?” He frowns.
“Cause you fit right in from the start…” You shrug. “Chad brought you along one day, and the rest was history. Even if you did juke the roommate lottery and attempt to kill us. You came into our lives… my life. I don’t think we would have even crossed paths if you were just Ethan Landry the transfer student going to the same school as Woodsboro survivors. Was the outcome one I would have never imagined…yeah and it fucking hurt.” You admit solemnly. “But I wouldn’t change how we met for anything.” You shake your head. “I don’t forgive you…” Ethan's shoulders drop at your words. “Not right now…It’s gonna take me some time…Chad, the girls, they won’t take you back. Maybe in a few years, but this…not right now.” You gesture between you two. “It’s too much. I just need time okay.”
“I’ll wait for you.” He admits it like it was simple.
“Then you’ll be doing that for a while.” You breathe out a laugh.
“I’ll wait a lifetime for you.” You stare back at his kicked puppy dog eyes. You groan, facepalming.
“You can’t say shit like that!” You whine. You turn around and walk to your room.
“But I’m serious...” He defends, following after you.
“I know!” You look back at him over your shoulder.
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lovebugcody · 1 year
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I see you a lot so here I am on your page :)
Please take good care of yourself, get rest when you need it and drink some water :) stay safe have a wonderful day!
aww thank you! i actually saw this ask hours ago when i woke up, and it was what got me to get a couple bottles of water for while i write my paper <3
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dizscreams · 1 year
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HEY!! can i request jack champion with a girlfriend that’s like rlly introverted? like she can and will put off any juman contact as long as possible and hates having to ask for help cause she thinks she’s bothering people? ty in advanced 🫶🫶
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HI YESYES!!
Without You — Jack Champion ★
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PAIRING: Jack Champion x fem!reader
A/N: The requests were kinda the same so I just grouped them together heheee lowk reader and Jack are the definition of lalala and okokok in this 🤭
TAGS: @evanpeterswifeyy868 @ashlesys-blog @xyzstar @teyamsgirll @c8rdigan @aqellano @wenvierismycomfort @wekiamo @beary-rambles @aesthetixhoe @mbankfav
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From first glance you and Jack seemed like polar opposites. He liked going out and meeting new people and you preferred to hold his hand and listen to their conversations. Jacks never minded it, he thought it was adorable. You were glad he was understanding about it because you always felt like you were holding him back, since you preferred listening over talking. What’s even worse is that small things like asking for a favor or speaking your mind made you nervous.
Regardless, he was always there to reassure you through it all.
Now you weren’t an actor you were just dating Jack, but you still got invited to big dinners and sometimes hangouts. You would hangout on set sometimes and during that time you got to befriend Devyn and Jenna. You weren’t as close with anyone else, but that didn’t stop them from inviting you to stuff. They liked your presence and that made you happy.
You didn’t always want to go out, most of the time it was just for the sake of spending time with your boyfriend. He had a busy job, which you respected, but it got lonely sometimes. So as long as you got to have his company you didn’t complain.
What happened today was a perfect example of a small thing that made you extremely nervous. The group had decided to go to the movies and you agreed to tag along. When waiting in line to get in you held on to your paper ticket tightly in one hand while the other was playing with Jacks sleeve. “You okay?” He asked you softly.
You smiled at him gently and nodded, he smiled back and continued to talk with Melissa and Mason. You tapped your foot on the concrete along to the beat of the song that was playing in your air pods. Well, Jacks AirPods. You left yours at home and your boyfriend graciously let you borrow his. You smiled at the memory. He was just so caring.
You guys made it inside and grabbed your snacks. When you finally made it into the actual theater, right on time for the previews, Mason had accidentally sat in your seat next to Jack. Jacks seat was at the end of the row so you couldn’t sit on the other side of him and you definitely weren’t going to tell Mason he was sitting in your seat. You looked at Jack, who was too busy getting comfortable to notice the small mixup, and slowly headed over to where Mason was supposed to sit.
You sat in the middle seat that was between Jasmin and Jenna. You gave them an awkward smile and sat down before glancing over at Jack. He gave you his sad puppy dog eyes followed with a pout and you gave him an apologetic look. ‘Sorry’ you tried to mouth to the boy, but he just cocked his head in response. You guessed he couldn’t make out what you said so you pulled out your phone and texted him instead.
I’m sorry for not sitting with you.
Jack <3 It’s okay, ml. Why aren’t you?
Mason accidentally sat in my seat lol
Jack <3 OH want me to ask him to move?
No, it’s okay.
Jack <3 What???
I don’t want to bother him 🤷‍♀️
Jack <3 Baby, you wouldn’t be bothering him. I promise.
It’s fineee don’t worry about it
Jack <3 Are you sure??
Ofc just enjoy the movie :)
Jack <3 Okay, I’m gonna miss you though :(
It’s two hours??
Jack <3 That’s a long time??
You smiled to yourself and turned off your phone so you could pay attention to the movie that was now starting. You were glad you had a loving and understanding boyfriend like Jack. But while you were content with the situation, Jack was not. He wanted to touch you and hold your hand. He wasn’t that clingy, he just missed you. So, he did the only logical thing he could think of.
Ask Mason to move.
“Psst”
Mason gives him a dirty look, “Dude what?”
“Can you move? You’re in my girlfriends seat,” Jack said giving him an innocent smile.
“What?”
“Dude just switch with her, pleaseee!” he begged.
Mason rolled his eyes and got up. You saw him walking up to you and you panicked a bit, you wondered if you did something wrong.
“Jack wants me to switch with you,” Mason told you sounding slightly annoyed. You looked at Mason then you looked over at a grinning Jack. You tried to hide your smile as you got up muttering a small, ‘Thank you’ to Mason before heading over to your boyfriend. You sat down and he immediately kissed your cheek.
“I thought I told you I was fine,” you whispered.
“And I told you two hours was too long,” he responded smugly.
You sighed and shook your head, smiling. What would you do without him?
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IM SORRY ITS SO SHORT AND LAZYYYY! I wasn’t sure how to go about this but regardless I hope you enjoyed. If you want more shy reader I’d totally be down to do it this was cute 🤭
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rainsoakedphoenix · 1 year
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Unexpected Interruptions
Pairing: calum ross x f!reader
Requested by @ashlesys-blog - reader is dating Calum Ross and they are cuddling until Calum's little sister comes into the room to take the reader away from him - I hope this was okay! I added a little bit of scenes/details to it to make it a little longer, and a lot of it I came up with just now while finishing it
Warnings: minimal use of Y/N; slight sibling squabble
You and Calum had met in the college you both attended together. You never thought a meeting so cliche would happen to you, but it did; you accidentally bumped into each other in the hallway on the way to your respective classes as neither of you were focused on where you were going. You quickly started a conversation with him after you apologized, however that talk was cut short by a professor telling you both to get to class. After that day you noticed each other in the hallways a few more times, before he started inviting you to eat lunch with him and his friends, and he eventually gave you his number.
You had developed a crush on him, and he on you, however when you found out he had booked the role of Rowan in the new show Wednesday, you both had a conversation about what the two of you were to become going forward. He told you he didn't want to start a relationship with you just to go out of the country for 6 months to film and not be able to see you often. You were a little upset about the circumstances but ultimately you were proud of this new opportunity for him and agreed.
Flash forward to a year later, and you have now been together for a few months, him having asked you out almost as soon as he came back. You've been spending loads of time together when you're not busy with school, and one of your favorite ways to spend time together were movie date nights at one of your houses. And tonight, it was at his.
"I am not watching that," Calum said when you held up the movie you wanted to watch with a smile on your face.
"It's just a rom-com Calum, don't be such a downer." He rolled his eyes at that, a small smile forming on his own face as he took the DVD from you to put it in the system.
You both laid on his bed, the left side of your body laying across him with your head on his shoulder and his head laying on yours as he pressed play. A lot of commentary on the scenes was made while you were watching, causing the both of you to laugh at each other every few minutes. And only 30 minutes into the movie, he looked over to a figure standing in the doorway, causing you to look up as well after pausing the movie.
It was his 13 year old sister, looking nervous as she fidgeted with her hands as she stared between the two of you. Calum furrowed his eyebrows before asking her "What do you want?"
"I want to hang out with (Y/N)," came her quiet response.
"No," Calum immediately spoke, looking at the TV in hopes you would unpause it to continue watching. He looked at you when that didn't happen, noticing that you were still looking at his sister. She was looking at you as well, silently pleading for you to ditch him to spend time with her.
You slowly looked at Calum, starting to shrug your shoulders and detaching yourself from his body as his mouth hung open in mock shock. "No way."
"I'm sorry, Calum. How can I say no to that face?" you asked him. He turned to his sister again, before turning back to you while pointing at her. "That face? Easy. I just did it like two minutes ago." He took the blanket off of his legs, swinging them over the side of the bed while you slowly made your way to the door. Once you made it there, you turned around to speak to him again. "As your girlfriend, it's very important to me that your family likes me. So unfortunately for you, that means I'm going to hang out with your sister. Besides, I get you all day tomorrow."
You threw a wink his way after that, before looking down at his sister in time to see her stick her tongue out at him, causing you to throw your head back in a laugh before turning to walk down the hallway with her.
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websterss · 1 year
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What if you were crazy but Ethan is even more crazy about (yall) each other even going so far as to murdering each other's ex's just to be with each other And Mindy thinks that your just a nice and" innocent " person that couldn't hurt a bug while she thinks Ethan is insane and would hurt anything
Even Sam Thinks the same way about Y/n and Ethan Her and Mindy would be talking about it a lot I mean I lot 🤭
I’m trying to finish my fics and Im getting encouraged by these headcannons 😭😂😂
Alright here we go!
Mindy and Sam would be at the apartment, Sam is cooking while Mindy leans against the counter naming off every reason it could be Ethan.
“I’m telling you Sam. Ethan is ghost face. Okay we hardly know him, he most definitely juked the roommate lottery. And he wooed his way into our lives by getting our best friend to fall in love with him. He’s sticking to the classic Stab 2.”
“Wasn’t there an actually ghost face killing people on a college campus though?” Sam raises a brow.
“Yeah, Nancy loomis and Mickey Altieri. The only time where the victims where in a different location.” Mindy looks up and winces. “Too soon?”
“Yeah…”
“Look all I’m saying is we don’t really know him and I think he’s more than capable of hurting us. I mean have you seen how tall he is. Sure height isn’t a playing factor when it comes to all the previous ghost faces but in his advantage it would most definitely work in his favor.”
Sam laughs, shaking her head. “What would Y/n think of you saying all this shit about her boyfriend?”
“That beautiful angel would thank me, for saving her life, and warning her about her psycho boyfriend.”
“Sure she would.” Sam scoffs. “How do know she’s an angel? What if there’s a deep serial killer underneath that smile.” Sam hums.
“Don’t disrespect my girl like that. Okay? Y/n wouldn’t hurt a fly. Remember that spider she found in her room.” Sam rolls her eyes at Mindy. “She let it go, anyone with half a mind would squash it. Not our Y/n. She let it go. Y/n wouldn’t hurt anything or anyone if her life depended on it. Okay, she’s not even on my list of suspects, hell the list doesn’t even apply to that beauty.”
“But it applies to her boyfriend?”
“It sure does!”
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Meanwhile somewhere behind a dumpster. A guy that looked at you and girl that looked at him, cowered into the farthest corners begging for their lives.
“Please…please. W-What ever we did we’re sorry!”
You and Ethan turn to look at each other through the masks you wore, then slowly looked down at the two. You both raise your knives and watch as the two scream.
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“Hey, hey. I’m home!” You call out as you walk into the door with Ethan in toll. “Ethan’s here too!”
Sam meets Mindy’s eyes with a smirk. Mindy rolls her eyes.
“Speak of the devil…Hey!” Her annoyed look turns to one joy seeing you pop into the kitchen. A tight lipped grin on her face.
“What’s up? Smells good in here!” You lean back into Ethan’s chest, his arm wrapped around you.
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websterss · 1 year
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Imagine
Just laying down beside Ethan and talking about the most random stuff like what you planned on doing in the future
What it was like growing up, your guys favorite movies, drinks, food, candy all of that
Then like out of nowhere he says something like "one day I will marry you" which just makes you shocked because it was
Really cute but the most random thing that he could say so you didn't really know who to respond to that and he goes on about wanting to have family with you , for some reason
It makes you cry but it wasn't because it was sad but because it so cute 🤭
“Wait-“ Ethan’s face scrunches with a laugh. “You cut your hair because you wanted to look like a cowboy?” Ethan can’t stop his laughter. (This is actually true people I did do this as a kid, just thought it’d be funny to include lmfao)
“I honestly don’t remember what the hell was going through my mind. My mom had a heart attack when she saw what I’d done to my long hair. I went my early daycare days with a bowl cut!” Your eyes close as you laugh. “My hair was up to my ears!”
“Your poor mom. I bet she was furious.”
“Oh she was mad! But then again I did it again in third grade. Then again last semester because I thought that I could cut my own bangs. She was not impressed all three times!”
“Wait is that why you always wore bobby pins in your hair. I just thought you liked pinning your hair back.”
“You’d think I’d put pins in my hair willingly? It was not a choice!” You chuckled
“You’re hair looks nice now.” Ethan raked his eyes over your face.
“That’s cause I stopped messing with it.” Silence settles over you two. Ethan fiddles with a lose string on his comforter. Then you reverse the question he had asked you, onto him.
“What was your childhood like?”
Ethan hesitates for a second then lays back. Eyes up to the ceiling, hands sprawled over his stomach.
“It wasn’t anything like yours. I can tell you that…” He lets out a faint nervous laugh. “Things were good…at least when my mom was still around.”
“Yeah…you told me she passed away from ca-“
“Cancer yeah. It was pretty hard on my dad. My siblings too but uh yeah. I remember when she was still around. We used to bake almost every day. I can whip up a mean chocolate chip cookie by the way.” He quirks a cheeky grin your way. “And uh…things were good. Honestly, my moms probably the reason why I’m into scary movies. Dad wouldn’t let me watch them, but mom would. We’d watch as many as we could before he’d get back from work. It was our thing…” He scoffs a little laugh. Eyes staring off. You smile fondly at him. Heart swelling at this.
“I bet you miss her.”
“A lot…” He moves his chin up and down. You go to lay down beside him. Side by side on his bed.
“You know…if you want we can head back to my place. I’m pretty sure I’d have dough and chocolate chips…” You sit up. Ethan turns his head to look up at you.
“Right now?” He looks to the clock at his nightstand.
“Yeah, why not. You can sleep over too. Tell me more about your wonderful mysterious life some more.” You giggled, taking one of his hands and fiddle with his fingers. “Plus I’d get your mean whipped up chocolate chip cookies. Milk and kisses included.”
“How do you I’m not lactose intolerant?”
“You ate my left over chocolate chip ice cream last week. I’d think I’d know if you were.” You push back his curls. He sighs as your fingers rake through his hair. Your smile remains. You were game for leaving to your place and baking with him just after he told you he and his mom used to do so. God he loved you. He mirrors your smile and sits up. You lean back slightly to not bump heads with him.
“One day I’m gonna marry you.” Ethan’s smile grows watching your eyes grow and pupils dilate. Your mouth opens up slightly.
“What?”
“One day I’m gonna marry you.” Ethan repeats himself, shrugging like it wasn’t a big deal.
“Oh yeah…” Your heart swells with a giddy fluttering feeling.
“Yeah…” His eyes softens. Eyes taking over your soft features.
“So who’d be the one to ask then. You or me?” You play into it, but you could see he was being serious.
“It wouldn’t matter to me, but if you didn’t then I would.”
“So if i spontaneously asked you now. You’d say yes?”
“Yeah!” He nods.
“Will you marry me then?”
“Fuck yes…” He sighs, cupping your face and pulling you on top of him. You squeal as he flips you both over. Him hovering over you now. “A million times yes without a doubt.”
“Promise...” You breathe in and out. Hands raking in his hair.
“My minds made up. You’re all I want.” He leans down to collide his lips against yours.
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websterss · 1 year
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No because what if you were talking to a dude at a Halloween party And Ethan see you talking to the dude , he walks over to you but the dude your talking to is the exact same height as him 😭
Oof don’t give me ideas🤧 that’s a lot of testosterone man. Like that’s a dog fight waiting to happen. Two “6’1 dudes trying to get the upper hand. Like??? You’d find it hot, but you’d also know that Ethan is pretty strong despite Chad and the group thinking he’s weak…Ethan is NOT weak. He’d have the other guy on the floor in seconds. Though once you see his eyes darken is when you know you’d have to step in.
You get between the two, eyes locked on Ethan and only him. Tall guy who wanted to dance with you long forgotten.
“Okay big guy let’s not do anything stupid tonight yeah?”
“Maybe you should listen to your gir-“
“You should leave, before I do let him pummel you to floor.” You turn to look over your shoulder, your fist curled in his Henley.
“This dork?” He laughs. “Nah how about you ditch him and let me show you a good time.”
You sigh and turn to look at Ethan, his eyes meeting yours in a silent agreement. You sidestep and Ethan takes that as his go to swing a punch. A chorus of ‘ohs’ from onlookers sounds out. The dude groans as he holds his left side of his face.
“I did warn you.” You grimace as his eye was turning purple.
“You fucking bitch!”
“Yeah right back at cha asshole.” Ethan comes up behind you, curling his arms over your waist.
“You wanna go this parties dead anyway.” He’d whisper in your ear. You give a content smile. Letting him pull you away from the mess that occurred.
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websterss · 1 year
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Listen, Imagine being Danny's sister but you and Ethan have like a hate love kind of relationship with each other and it makes Danny and Chad mad because they can't stand it anymore
“If we locked them in a room together do you think they’d finally kiss…?” Chad bit into a Cheeto he took from the bag Ethan left laying around. Ethan and you were currently on an on going debate about who was the greatest poet in literature, something he zoned out on.
“That’s not something- You know maybe we should. Might get her to shut up about him.” Danny ponders the idea. Looking behind him to grab his beer.
“She doesn’t shut up either- Oh my god. Ethan doesn’t shut the fuck up about her either. I’m telling you! Talks my ear off. Is Y/n gonna be there? Man I can’t stand the way she embarrassed me the other night. Did you know she annotates her books too?” Chad mocks Ethan.
“I know the feeling…Most days it’s I can’t stand him, others times it’s he’s less intolerable today.” Danny’s voiced rose in a high pitch. “I’m all for locking those two blind dumbasses in a room.” Danny raised her beer to take a sip. “Say when…”
“Now…Hey you two come here!” Chad clasped his hands and hollered out to you and Ethan. You both whipped your heads to look at him and walked over.
“What?” You quirked a brow at him.
“How do you feel about the dark?” Chad tilted his head.
“What?!” Ethan narrowed his eyes in confusion. “The dark?”
“The fuck does the dark have to do with anything?” You look at him weirdly.
“I mean I’m not entirely thrilled about-“ Ethan shrugs.
“Great!” Chad and Danny then grabbed you both and shoved you into a closet in the hallway in Sam’s apartment.
“Chad what the fuck!” You bang against the door.
“Chad open the door dude!” Ethan smacked his palm against the door.
“What the hell is wrong with you two?” You exclaim angrily.
“Make sure to include us in your vows okay.” Chad quirked a cheeky smile. Patting the door with his palm. Chad dug into his pocket and pulled out a condom and slid it under the door. “Just in case kiddos!”
“Chad what the fuck!“
“Chad open the fucking door!” Ethan now exclaims angrily.
“Ay whose winning?” Chad called out to the other party members currently watching the game on the tv.
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websterss · 1 year
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Okay listen this time it Wasn't even my fault out of nowhere I thought of this. 😭😭
Y/n being all shy and keeps to herself but when the ghostface(s) are revealed y/n is trying so hard to protect Ethan from getting killed by Sam or Tara
Like she refused to move out of way for them to kill him like she straight up tell's Sam "I am not moving out of the way" and Sam has to do something to make
Her move out of the way so she gets Danny to move her out the way and like when they kill Ethan the reader is crying, hitting them
I am so sorry 😭
I can’t get into the right headspace to add on to this🤧 omfg this is so sad
“Sam, wait, wait!” You cry out, running between her and Ethan.
“Y/n move!” She keeps her gun pointed.
“You can’t shoot him. Please don’t shoot him!” You put your hands out.
“Danny help me!” Sam yells to him. Danny hesitates but marches towards you and starts moving you out the way.
“Wait wait. No, no, no…Sam please. Don’t shoot him. Sam don’t shoot him-“ You flinch hearing the bang go off. You stop your fight against Danny’s hold on you. Opening them slowly to be faced with your worst nightmare. “N-No….” You head faces back against Danny’s chest, water brimming your waterline as you quietly cry out. “E-Ethan…” You call out to him, but the puddle of blood forming underneath him, you knew he was gone. “No! What did you do!” You push off against Danny. Sam walks over to you and tries to comfort you but you slap her hands away. “No. Do not touch me. D-Don’t you dare touch me…Don’t you dare-“ You fall to the ground. Sliding down against the display cases. You bring your knees up to your chest. Pulling at your hair as your eyes cast over to Ethan.
“I had to Y/n-“
“No you didn’t!” You sneer up at her. “You didn’t- you didn’t have to.” You shake your head.
“I’m sorry…” Sam sighs, feeling the weight on her shoulders not relieve itself. Knowing full well just how Ethan meant to you, before everything, before the killings.
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websterss · 1 year
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Listen, what if you were Danny's little sister/brother/ sibling but y'all look nothing alike
And yall also have nothing in common but you actually know who the ghostface(s) are and You actually end up keeping their secret.
Which makes Them like very surprised but happy and you also end up getting together with your crush by the end which will be Ethan who like you end up getting together with by the end
This isn't really a idea but it's whatever I had thought of it in the moment 😭 💜
This is so chaotic! This is a first one I’ve seen about being related to Danny. That’s a duo I didn’t know I’d need, but no imagine the reveal scene. Sam and Tara are disheveled and feeling betrayed and your just standing there expressionless. Quinn picks up on your lack of surprise and so does Ethan.
“Why aren’t you surprised…” All turn to look at you. You turn to look at Tara and Sam who are waiting expectantly.
“Y-You knew?” Tara let’s out feeling even more betrayed.
“Not at first!” You shake your head. “But I kind figured it out along the way!”
“And you didn’t think to tell us!” Sam spits out.
“I didn’t think I’d make it this far!” You exclaim, feeling overwhelmed with everyone’s eyes on you.
“And yet you didn’t say anything…” Ethan’s eyes soften. “You kept it a secret. Why?” Your hesitation to met his eyes was enough of a give away. He smiled gently, standing up straighter. “Holy shit…you as much in as I was. Weren’t you?”
You give a simple nod.
“Well you wouldn’t be the first to fall in love with a ghost face.” Quinn inquires.
You take a step forward but Sam stops you.
“Y/n don’t do this. Please.”
“Let her go Sam. You can’t save her now. She’s blinded by love.” Detective Bailey chuckles.
“Then we can help her see!” Tara sassed back.
“Y/n come on!” Ethan offers out his hand. You turn back and rip your hand out of Sam grip. Her face falls as you walk over to them. Ethan catches you with a chuckle and leans over to kiss you roughly. He cups your face with his gloved hands as you curl your hands around his neck. Fingers digging into his curls. He pulls back, pressing his head against yours.
“When did you know it was me?” He gives you a sweet chaste kiss. Your chest falls and rises, out of breath.
“You weren’t in class the day you said you were. You know my friend Allie?”
“Yeah.” He hums. Leaning down to kiss you again.
“S-She told me you were absent.” You look up at him with doe-like eyes. “That’s when I knew.”
“And you stayed quiet…god I love you!” He cupped your face tighter. A harsher kiss planted on you.
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I strongly believed that if you had found out what Ethan does to anyone who looks even breaths the same air as you
And it causes you to hate him because that he either will be heartbroken or he may kill you but we all know
He wouldn't kill you he would have to get Quinn or Wayan to kill you after they kill you he would
Be so heart broken because he had to do that, which he strongly did not want to do
But if you found out and like it made you love him even more he would be so confused but happy that you didn't hate him for it
I have to wrap my head around this for a sec 🤔 okay done…
If we’re going down the path of hating him, and you discovered that he killed everyone who looked at you or breathed on you then you’d think back to all those moments and the faces.
“What did you do?”
“I killed them all!”
“All of them…”
“Every one!” He nod so proudly.
Your mind thinks back to the girl who you had collided with. You both apologizing to one another as you both collected your discarded things from your bags. Or the man that tried hitting on you on the street, the guy at Central Park with the dog. Ethan had been adamant that his dog didn’t just take off on its own. That he ordered it to approach you with the chew toy. You’d ask…
“How would you know?” And he’d whistle, and you’d turn as you heard the pitter pattering of its nails on the floor.
“I told you there was no way he got lose on his own. He’s actually quite well trained look…play dead!” You’d gape in fear as the dog lay down on its side.
You try and flee but he’d slam the door closed shut. “Don’t do this. We’re fine. This is just a bump in the road. Don’t make me have to kill you…please!” You cry hoping not to end up like one of them, but little did you know you would.
If we’re going the “you like it” path. You’d stare at him speechless for a second trying to process the fact that he was clearing a path for you. Getting rid of people who socialized or brushed you in the slightest bit. On one hand it feels romantic. On the other you knew that you had to stop him.
“You gotta stop.”
“What? Are you serious?”
“You can’t just kill someone on my behalf just cause they looked at me funny. Like why would you waste your time on someone who didn’t even cross my mind afterwards. Can you be a little more smart about this?” You shake your head. Ethan would have assumed you’d be upset, hurt, devastated yet here you were judging his motives, his thought process.
“You’re not mad…”
“That you killed people for stupid reasons, yeah, I am. At you…not really.”
“Thought you’d freak.”
“Then you don’t know me at all Ethan Landry.” Your lips upturns in a faint smile.
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Ethan can't cook, well he can but he can't cook a lot of stuff if you cooks for him he will straight up love you
Even more than he already loves you like if you make him , his favorite dish he would be so shocked he would be asking "can you teach me how to cook this" bouns points if you can bake
It’s giving domestic lifestyle 😭 this is that cute shit I adore. Assuming that Ethan’s mom is dead or out of the picture, he’s incredibly surprised when you do things like cook for him. He never got as much attention as Quinn and Richie did from his dad, his mom was the one to make him feel loved, so he's just starving for touch, love, and EVERYTHING, so to have you love him and cook one of his favorite dishes OH GAWWWD he’s never been more in love. OH MAHH GAWWD. When you're cooking and he comes up behind you to lay his chin on your shoulder.
"Can I help?" He leans over gestures to the pot.
"Yeah?" You have to turn your head to look him in the eye, but your smile never falters.
"Is that hard to believe?" He laughs.
"No. It'd be nice to have some help actually." You kiss his cheek. "Thank you. Can you help me cut up some tomatoes?" He nods and pulls away, and starts washing his hands.
"I used to help my mom all the time when I was a kid. She even got me a stool and everything 'cause I could never reach anything." He recalls. You stop what you're doing, your heart skipping as you managed to have another look inside what his childhood was like.
"That must've been nice..." You offer a smile.
"It was..." He trails off and frowns. He brings the knife down on the tomato cutting up one slice, then another. "After she uh...she died, my dad he uh- he didn't really let me set foot in the kitchen. Said I'd burn the whole place down." He shrugs. "I can't blame him though. I set a pan on fire once..." He grimaces.
"Nooo..." You gape with laughter ridden in your eyes.
"Yeah..."
"Well, you haven't burned down my kitchen yet, so I'd say you're doing alright." You tease. One hand stirring the spot, your other on your hip as you glance at him.
"I wouldn't count me out just yet." He jokes.
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websterss · 1 year
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Just imagine
That like finding out that one of ghostface was your crush Ethan so then like you break down into tears
Beginning for him not to kill you which he calmly goes up to you then he gently like runs his knife across your cheek telling you "why would I hurt something so innocent"
Then your like hella confused your like "what...? " you don't know if you want to scream and cry or feel happy that he hasn't killed you yet your so confused
He ends up reveling that he could never hurt you because he thinks your to innocent for this world and that he is only killing people who he thinks is "bad" for this world
The knife caress oh maaah gawd. If you did manage to get hurt he’d go psycho. This is doing something to me
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websterss · 1 year
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I am back >:)
Here to give you , my idiot Ideas :) 🫧
Here take this one 🫠
Chad trying to make Ethan play football but Ethan some point in the game gets hit in the face with the football with makes everyone laugh but Chad helps him up :)
Hi Ashley, how ya doing lovely!!! I'm dying over this one lmfao
Chad hadn't anticipated just how hard he threw the football until Ethan's head spun, and he fell to the grass. You and that girls gape in shock, mouths covering to stifle your laughter.
"Shit..." Chad curses and runs over to help him. "Hey, bud I'm sorry about- that!" Chad exclaims. His mouth is wide open as he looks down at Ethan. He lifts his fist to his mouth, biting down on it.
"W-What is it bad?" Ethan stares up at him with a frown.
"N-No. You're good." He lies. "You are good..."
Ethan nods as he looks at you guys over on the side. Your mouth agape has him questioning how he looks. Chad bites on his lower lip, grimacing as he stares at Ethan's bloody nose. "You weren't kidding man. You really do suck at sports."
"How bad is it?" Ethan squints up at him.
"You look like shit man." Chad pulls at his phone, turns the camera, then hands it over to him. Ethan gapes at himself. Wiggling his nose at the blood dripping down his mouth and chin.
"I stick we should stick to watching football instead, yeah."
"I-I don't feel anything." Ethan frowns.
"I don't think that's a good thing dude." Chad helps him up.
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websterss · 1 year
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This one is for Quinn because she my favorite
I believe that if Quinn was at the frat party she would have been dressed up as a angle because Angles are beautiful and she brings a smile to Readers face Anika's face
Oh I thought you meant fic ideas not drabbles 😭 I don’t want to do drabbles rn ash 🥺
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websterss · 1 year
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Hi Julie how are you?, I haven't been on there for a while now (I have but I'm talking about your blog) love you (p) and I will give you more ideas! :)
Hi ash 🥺 I’m okay, but I’ve been in a rough place lately. I’ve been kind of distant with everyone 😕 I don’t mean to but I just haven’t been able to hold up a conversation with everyone
Love you too 🫶
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