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stephstars08 · 3 months

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Welcome to my Darkside

GF!Ethan Landry x Reader

Warnings: Obsessed!Ethan, Adult Language, Jealous!Ethan, Murder, Blood, Violence, Weapons, Sexual Tension, Sexual References, Make Out Sessions, Implied Smut, and Maybe Some Grammar Errors. (Sorry if I forgot any)

Summary: Ethan has a darkside and when the girl he’s obsessed with decided to go on a fake date with another guy Ethan can’t help but let his darkside come out. But, what Ethan doesn’t know is that Y/N has a darkside of her own.

Inspired Song: DARKSIDE by Neoni

Word Count: 1,956

Author’s Note: Here is another Ethan story for all of you Ethan Girls and it’s even more special since it’s Ethan as Ghostface which I’ve only written one other time! I hope you all enjoy!!

Ever since the first day that Ethan met Y/N he immediately became obsessed with her. Since Y/N is roommates with Mindy and Ethan is roommate with Mindy’s twin brother Chad they both hang out with the same group of friends. Well, Ethan doesn’t refer any of them as his friends since the only reason why Ethan is in New York is to get revenge on Sam for murdering his brother which was a year prior in Woodsboro.

Ethan isn’t doing this revenge plan on his own. His sister Quinn is roommates with Sam and her little sister Tara, and his father is a detective at the NYPD. However, no one knows that Ethan is related to them so to keep that a secret he changed his last name to Landry while his sister and father changed their last name to Bailey, so no one knows that they are related to Sam’s ex-boyfriend.

Ethan knew the number one rule his father gave him, and Quinn was to not get attached to anyone. Ethan was doing fine with that rule till he met Y/N. Quinn did notice that Ethan was growing feelings for Y/N, and she told him was to be careful because if their dad finds out about is little crush, Y/N will be first on the slaughter list.

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It was Friday night and Ethan was at the groups regular Friday night hangout with Tara and Chad. The hangout place is a restaurant that is right down the road from the college campus that they all go to. Ethan was sitting at a table with Tara and Chad who were sitting right across from him when Y/N finally showed up. “Hey, sorry I’m late.” Y/N said as she slid into the booth Ethan was sitting in. “It’s okay, we just sat down about five minutes ago.” Ethan reassured her.

“Where is Mindy?” Y/N asked in a curious tone. “Apparently she has a date with that girl Anika.” Tara told her which made Y/N roll her eyes. “She never fucking tells us anything.” Y/N said in annoyance as she started to look at the menu. “Better get used to it since that’s just how my sister is.” Chad told her.

“Why were you running late?” Ethan asked Y/N changing the subject since he doesn’t give a fuck about what’s going on with Mindy. “I ran into Max right after I got out of my last class.” Y/N answered keeping the annoyance in her voice. Ethan felt his blood boil right when Y/N said Max’s name.

Max is a guy who Y/N shares two classes with, and he’s been trying for two months to get Y/N to go out with him. He follows her around like a puppy dog and it drives Ethan fucking crazy. Even though Y/N has turned Max down thousands of times, he can’t help but get extremely jealous when he sees them together. Ever since the day Ethan laid eyes on Y/N he declared that he will be the only one that’s allowed to have her. He’s the only one that can have a romantic relationship with her. She belongs to him and only him.

“That simp is still trying to get you to go out with him?” Chad said looking up from the menu in his hands to look over at Y/N. “It’s like right when I walk into any building on campus, he’s right there waiting for me.” Y/N explained with little hint of anger in her voice. “It’s so fucking annoying!” Y/N added.

“I have an idea on how you can get Max to stop asking you out and leave you alone.” Tara told her putting the menu down flat on the table. “What is it?” Y/N asked her in a curious tone. “You’re not going to like it.” Tara told her in warning tone. “Tara, I am willing to do anything to make this little shit leave me the fuck alone.” Y/N told her in a stern tone. “You’re going to have to agree to go on one date with him.” Tara told her which made Ethan’s heart rate speed up. “Wait, so to get Max to leave her the fuck alone she has to go out on a date with the desperate simp?” Chad asked Tara with confusion. “I wasn’t finished.” Tara said giving him a quick side glare and then looked back at Y/N. “Agree to go on one date with him and during the date make it the worst date he’s ever been on to make him not want a second date.” Tara explained the idea. “So, I need to act like a total bitch to make him not want to go on another date with me?” Y/N asked her. “Yeah, pretty much.” Tara told her with a nod. “Yeah, that sounds like a good plan, so I’ll do it.” Y/N said which made Ethan’s heart drop to his feet.

He couldn’t believe that Y/N is going along with Tara’s plan. Yes, it’s going to be a fake date for Y/N, but Ethan’s jealousy couldn’t help but start to take over his body. Anything can happen during this so-called date. What if the date actually starts off good and it makes Y/N not want to do the plan anymore? What if Max charms her? Ethan knew that he has to talk her out of doing this plan. Ethan was too busy in his thoughts to notice that everyone was telling the waitress their order till Y/N said his name. “Oh, sorry!” Ethan said coming back to reality. Ethan told the waitress his order and then gave her the menu. “Okay, I’ll go put in your orders.” The waitress told them and walked away.

“Are you okay?” Y/N asked Ethan with concern in her voice. “Yeah, just got a lot of Econ shit in my head.” Ethan answered her with a lie which did make her let out a giggle. “Don’t we all have college shit stuck in our heads.” Y/N told him. “It’s Friday. Those thoughts can wait till Monday.” Y/N told him putting her hand on top of his’s hand that was resting on the table. After Ethan gave her a nod she went back and to talking to Tara and Chad. She kept her hand on Ethan’s till their food came.

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It was Monday morning and right when Ethan step onto the plaza of the college campus he saw Y/N talking to Max. He knew that Y/N just agreed to go on a date with Max by just the stupid ass grin on his stupid ass face. Jealousy quickly shot up Ethan’s body the same it did Friday night.

Max has been on Ethan’s death list for a while now. It took everything in Ethan to not go over there and kill that son of a bitch. It took everything in Ethan to not go over there and punch Max in the face and tell him that Y/N belongs to him. The only thing that made Ethan feel a little better was the fake smile Y/N was giving Max.

Right when Max walked away from her, she dropped the smile and Ethan quickly walked over to her. “You’re seriously going along with Tara’s stupid ass plan?” Ethan said to her trying his best to hide his jealousy. “I’m only going along with half of the plan.” Y/N told him which quickly confused Ethan. “What do you mean by only doing half of the plan?” Ethan asked her in confusion. “I’m going to welcome Max to my darkside.” Y/N told him as her lips curved up into a smirk.

Before Ethan could say anything else Y/N walked away from him.

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That night Ethan was in the alley way next to Max’s apartment building in his Ghostface costume. He knows Y/N isn’t going to do what she’s planning till the date comes so Ethan is going to take Max out before the date. Plus, he doesn’t know what Y/N meant by showing Max her darkside. Ethan knows he’s playing with fire killing Max as Ghostface and if he gets caught it will ruin his families’s revenge plan, but he needs to make sure that this date never happens, and this is his only solution.

Ethan heard a car door close, so he perked out of the alley way and saw Max walk into the apartment building. Ethan knew it was go time so he started to make his way up the fire escape. When he got to the right fire escape, he quietly opened the window that was to Max’s bedroom. Before Ethan climbed through the window, he heard two-gun shots which made him jump. Ethan climbed through the window and quietly closed it.

Ethan made his way to Max’s living room to see Max laying in a pool of his own blood on the hard wood floor. Max had one gunshot wound to the chest and the other one right through the middle of his forehead. “What the fuck?” Ethan said with a mixture of confusion and shock in his voice. “Well, look what we have here.” Ethan heard a familiar voice say from behind him. When he turned around, he saw Y/N standing there holding a gun in her left hand.

“Really, Ethan? Ghostface? Are we in a fucking Stab movie?” Y/N asked him. Ethan took off his mask. “That’s a long story.” Ethan told her. “So, you have a darkside, too?” Y/N said looking him up and down. “Doesn’t everybody.” Ethan told her. “Agree to disagree.” Y/N told him. “I couldn’t wait till the date to show him my darkside.” Y/N said putting her gun away in the pocket that was inside her jacket.

“You know.” Y/N started as she walked closer to him. Ethan’s heart rate sped up at every step Y/N took towards him. “I never thought that Ghostface was sexy till now. Seeing you in this costume is really turning me on.” Y/N told him look up at him him with lust in her eyes. Y/N put her right hand flat on his chest and started rubbing it lightly which was quickly turning him on as well. Seeing this side of Y/N was making Ethan’s obsession grown more for her.

Before either one of them could start to lean in they heard police sirens. “Shit! They got called quicker than I thought!” Y/N hissed taking her hand off Ethan’s chest. “Come on!” Ethan said grabbing her hand. He led her into Max’s bedroom. “We can go down the fire escape.” Ethan told her letting go of hand to open the window. He let her climb through the window and then he followed her out onto the fire escape. After Ethan quietly shut the window, they carefully made their way down the fire escape.

When they got onto the ground it was Y/N’s turn to grab Ethan’s hand. Ethan let her drag him by the hand down the alley way to the back-alley way behind all of the buildings. They passed by five buildings to get to Y/N’s car that was parked in the back-alley way. Y/N let go of Ethan’s hand to get her car keys out of her pants pocket. After she unlocked her car Y/N got into the driver’s seat while Ethan got into the passenger seat.

Right after Ethan closed the car door Y/N grabbed him and smashed their lips together. It didn’t take long from the kiss to turn into a make out session. They continued to make out till they needed air.

“My place or yours?” Y/N asked him once she caught her breath. “Mine.” Ethan answered. Y/N started up her car. She backed out of the alley way and sped down the street.

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talistableau · 8 months

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{1} REPUTATION.

— Ethan Landry.

“Knew he was a killer, first time that I saw him. Wonder how many girls he had loved and left haunted. But if he’s a ghost, then I can be the phantom.”

pairing: gf!ethan x fem!freeman! oc

based on: Reputation by Taylor Swift.

warnings: swearing, mentions of death, grief and threats.

summary: On the first anniversary of her sister Amber’s death, Anastasia Freeman visits her grave and wishes for revenge only to be interrupted by none other than Amber’s accomplice’s younger brother Ethan who has a very interesting proposition for her.

word count: 2.1k.

a/n: Hiiii this is my first Ethan Landry ff but I’m jst obsessed with the man rn, help. Lmk what you all think and what you want to see in future parts! <33

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It had been a year since the events of Woodboro that culminated in the loss of her sister. Amber had always been her source of strength, supporting her younger sister and guiding her through the rocky terrain when it grew unsteady beneath her feet, catching her when it felt as though she was going to fall right off the edge of the jagged precipice.

Now Amber was gone and Anastasia had been left on her own, facing extreme isolation and social banishment from the other occupants who had heard what she had done. What both her and her accomplice Richie Kirsch, Sam’s supposed boyfriend, had done. The murders that they had committed.

Cautiously approaching her sister's grave on the anniversary of her death, Ana’s breath escaped her at the sight of the grafiti and desecration of the headstone. She had paid for the damned thing out of her own pocket once her parents had refused to. Shifts at the local Taco Bell had facilitated the grave along with a bench by the school that had been placed in commemoration of her.

Whilst Amber’s actions were nothing less than despicable, she was still her sister, and she still grieved her loss, mourning her deeply and truly. Not a day had gone by where she hadn’t missed the sound of her sister's voice.

“I don’t understand.” Ana spoke out-loud to the picture of the pair etched into the gravestone, tears filling her eyes at the devil horns that had been scribbled onto Amber’s face with the word ‘murderer!’ written underneath. “It’s been a year and I still don’t understand, Ambs. I don’t get why you did this all. I thought we were getting better? I thought it was all going to be okay after camp. That’s what you said, isn’t it?”

Shaking her head with pursed lips in an effort to remain kept together, the barrier holding her emotions crumbled and Ana finally let it all out and began to weep, showing vulnerability to the only person she ever felt safe in doing so with.

Even in death, Amber was somehow always still there to soothe and comfort her. “You don’t deserve this, Am,” Her fingers stroked the grafito sadly as she muttered under her breath. “You were a good person. You were..”

“I don’t mean to interrupt, but—“ The strange voice from behind her caused Anastasia to leap to her feet with a gasp of surprise, ready for yet another fight between her and someone in the community over her older sister’s murder spree. “Woah, I come in peace, I come in peace.”

The glare on the youngest Freeman siblings' face said it all in response. She didn’t trust that anybody came in peace when it pertained to her or her family anymore, there was always something seedy underlying any seemingly innocent interaction. Some ulterior motive. Questions about Amber’s mental state, about her own mental state, her family situation. It usually turned into an interview with some wannabe Gale Weathers.

“Then what do you want?” She hissed through gritted teeth, crossing her arms over her chest defensively. Anastasia hadn’t seen the boy around before which was uncommon in a well known place like Woodsboro, it was why she and her family had left the town and relocated elsewhere in the initial aftermath of the latest Ghostface attacks. Everyone knew everyone.

With his hands in his pockets, the mystery boy dressed in a questionable and suspicious hoodie took a step towards her, a sincere expression written on his face. “I just wanted to talk. Promise. I don't mean any harm.”

Anastasia’s brow raised suspiciously but reluctantly she nodded, using a hand to gesture. “Go on then. Talk.” She wrinkled her nose in an attempt to mask any evidence of the emotions that had outpoured before.

“My name’s Ethan.” He introduced himself, his eyes having never torn away from Amber’s photograph. Ethan knew all too well what Ana was experiencing as she was soon to discover. “Richie is my—was my brother.” He cleared his throat and corrected himself before his eyes finally met hers. “You’re.. Amber’s sister, right?”

The reveal of his identity had taken the brunette extremely aback and her lips parted. Her own expression mirroring Ethan’s of sincere sympathy but also understanding. If anybody could even begin to understand what Ana had been through, then surely it would be him. “I’m sorry for your loss, Ethan. I know it’s his day too.”

A half smile grew on his face at the condolences that she had offered, shaking his head. “It’s fine, we weren’t that close.” As Ana furrowed her brow at his statement, he quickly continued before it led to some questions. “Not like you and your sister. It’s fucked up that everyone else got away scot-free. They’re murderers too.”

The female's blood boiled and she clenched her fists at even the mention of them. The Meek-Martins and the Carpenters. He was right, they had brutally murdered Amber and Richie, Sam was even the daughter of the man who had started it all and yet they got away with it, swanning off to New York for a fresh start whilst Anastasia and the Kirsch’s were left to deal with the fallout of it all.

“They’re just as bad as Amber and Richie were. Worse, even.” She agreed as she sat back down by her kin’s graveside, giving Ethan the green light with a nod as he wordlessly asked to join her. “She wasn’t this evil monster everyone thinks and she definitely didn’t deserve what those bitches did to her.”

A sigh fell from Ethan’s lips as he planted himself on the ground next to Anastasia, sitting in front of the headstone and staring off to space, still listening to the girl. If she had been saying such a thing to anybody else, they would’ve thought that she was crazy, that both Amber and Richie had gotten their just desserts.

However, she wasn’t talking to just anybody. Anastasia was talking to Ethan Kirsch and as she was yet to discover, he was no more sane than his brother was. The dastardly plan of revenge that the Kirsch’s had created was at the forefront of the curly haired boy's twisted mind and he fought the urge to grin. He knew that Anastasia would be on board after barely five minutes talking to her and he was thrilled.

Selfishly, he was ecstatic about the idea of her agreeing for his own gain, not for Richie. The first thing that Ethan had noticed about the girl he had been tasked with recruiting was that she was far more beautiful than he’d been expecting. Ordinarily, he wouldn’t even dare to daydream about a girl like her looking twice at him, but if she was in on the plan, that meant that they’d be seeing alot of each other.

After that, who knows, right?

“No, she didn’t. Nobody deserves that.” Ethan paid attention to the photo on the grave now, it was evidently Anastasia with her arms wrapped tightly around the girl he knew as Amber from the news articles and online forums that he had skimmed for research.

The heartwarming bond visible between the two sisters in a single photograph only fuelled the teenagers’ hatred for his brother’s survivors. A bond that they had heartlessly and thoughtlessly ripped away from her.

“They should pay, shouldn’t they. For what they’ve done to us. To our families.” He turned to look at the girl to his right, seeing how her eyes were fixed onto a silver heart ring on her finger. She wore a matching necklace and bracelet, which was discovered upon closer scrutiny.

“Absolutely.” Anastasia grit her teeth in annoyance, glowering at the artwork that people had drawn over Amber’s face. It should’ve been Tara or Sam’s grave that was in this state not hers. How she yearned to give them their own grave to vandalise. “I’d kill to put them through even the tiniest bit that they put Amber through.”

If the teenage girl had been looking at Ethan a moment earlier, she would’ve seen the dark glint that shone in his eye at her choice of words, however, it went unnoticed. “What if you could do just that? If you could put them through hell and back? Make them suffer and maybe even finish them off for your sister.” He gave a brief nod to the stone in acknowledgement.

Ethan’s words sent a chill through Ana’s body and she looked at him in a mixture of shock and surprise. Instantly, he regretted what he had said. Had he misread the whole situation? Had he just jeopardised the whole plan? Goddamn it! He should’ve just kept his fucking mouth shut. Or Quinn should’ve been the one sent to persuade her to join, what was he thinking? As if he was capable of anyth—

“.. I’m listening.” Her voice broke the silence and simultaneously cut right through Ethan’s inner monologue, bringing his attention right back to her. “How? How exactly do I make them pay? They’re under surveillance like fucking royalty. Trust me, I’ve tried to get to them before.” She admitted, having only recently moved to New York and enrolled in Blackmore University under an alias.

And there it was. The perfect opportunity for Ethan to explain everything to her. All their advantages, their disadvantages, their strong suits, their weak spots of their plan and how they needed her help. With a quick lick of his lips and a deep breath in preparation, he spilled all to Anastasia. The plan in its entirety. How he and his sister Quinn had assimilated themselves into the Four’s inner circle, with Ethan rooming with Chad and Quinn with Sam. How his father was a Detective and could give them viable alibi’s to elude suspicion and most importantly, how Gale and Tara would be her victims and hers alone to avenge her sister.

Anastasia chewed her thumbnail momentarily before bringing it back down to her lap and twisting Amber’s ring that she had been handed by the coroner as well as her sisters accompanying jewellery with it. She thought about it for a short second, eyebrows pulled down into a frown as she weighed the pro’s and con’s mentally.

“I’m in.”

“I get that it’s a big decision to make, but just take your time, think it— wait, what?” Ethan blinked, caught off guard by her response and looking at her with somewhat wide eyes. “You said you’re in?”

A nod. “I’m in. For Amber. And Richie.” She confirmed with a decisive and quick nod. “Tara and her fucking Mystery Gang should have died last year, it’s nothing but pure luck that they’re still here. So let’s rectify the situation.”

Darkness overtook Anastasia’s eyes and Ethan couldn’t help but smirk in response to it. It was the same look that he’d seen in Quinn’s eyes whenever she looked at her roommates and “friends” if nobody was watching her. It was a cold, bloodthirsty cloud that fogged her gaze. A similar one was visible in Ethan’s own from time to time, turning their puppy-like dark brown into a sinister jet black.

“Sweet.” Ethan stood up upon hearing her agreement and extended his hand in offering to her, she quickly obliged and took his hand, rising to her feet once more with some assistance. “We should probably go now then. We’ve got a lot to figure out before school starts again.”

A strange comfort was brought to Ana as her hand latched onto Ethan’s. Though she quickly let go of the warmth once she had successfully been pulled to her feet again, placing her hands in front of her, they clasped together as they slowly exited the Woodsboro Cemetery.

“Out of curiosity, what would you have done if I’d said no?”

“Killed you and went ahead with the plan without you.” Ethan shrugged, talking low so as not to be overheard by anybody, keeping his hood up and fading into the mundane town like a ghost that people seemed to pass.

Ana snorted. “Yeah right, what were you really going to do?— oh, you weren’t joking. Fuck. Definitely glad that I said yes now.”

Pushing the handle of the concealed knife back into his waistband and fixing his hoodie to cover it, the troubled teen shared a small grin with himself. “Me too.”

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darkroomkisses · 1 year

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Uh, can I request a dark!ethan with quinn's scene in the bathroom but instead of her being the reader, where gf!ethan is waiting for her to fuck her w non-con. Thank you!

hope it is understood, English is not my first language

Rejected (Dark!Ethan Landry x Reader)

A/N: Oh spicy! Yes, pretty sure I understand you! I hope this is to your liking, I changed some stuff from the scene in the movie. Danny doesn't see ghostface in the room. Went a little darker toward the end (oops) Thanks Anon <3

Pairing: Dark!Ethan Landry x Reader

Summary: After rejecting Dark!Ethan when he asks you on a date, he's angry enough to kill. So he does just that, he kills your hookup and fucks you after. READ TAGS!

Warnings: NON-CON,SMUT, Dark!Ethan Landry, Ghostface Ethan Landry, fem!reader, Murder, Choking, Unconscious reader, Dacryphilia, Possessive!Ethan, Jealous!Ethan, Unprotected P in V, Creampie, marking, biting, Face Slapping, slight slut-shaming. Don't read if uncomfortable with dark themes, other than that ENJOY!! 🥀

Banner by @straywords 🥀

Ethan has been obsessed with you from the moment he met you. Whenever he would come over to the apartment you shared with Sam and Tara, he would watch you so intensely, some of the times you noticed but it didn’t bother you too much, but it made you a little uneasy.

His eyes were so dark and fierce you felt like your skin might set ablaze. His eyes never leave you when you all hang out. All that ran through his mind was wrapping his hands around your neck watching you shiver under him as he forced himself in you. He wanted to look into your fearful eyes and see sweet tears running down your pretty face.

About a month ago, Ethan mustered up the courage to ask you on a date, you giggled at his shy attempt to ask you out and rubbed his face, telling him you only see him as a friend. Those words haven’t left his mind since only playing on repeat as he laid in bed every night.

It was late in the evening, The house lively with the gang spending time together in the kitchen, completely distracted from what was going down in the other room.

That was perfect for Ethan, he was preparing for his attack, hiding away in your closet. He was ready to kill the loser who just fucked you in two pumps leaving you disappointed and needy for more. Ethan was seething with rage because what the fuck did this fucker have that he didn’t? The fucker didn’t even make you cum. His cock half hard thinking about what he wanted to do to you. The fucker went into the bathroom leaving you alone in the bedroom. You slipped your nightgown back on and pulled out your phone, turning to the side. Ethan couldn’t wait anymore.

“Babe, you coming to join me?” The guy yelled from the bathroom; you met him earlier that night at a frat party, he was cute, and you were drunk. You put your phone down for a second to respond “No and don’t use my face wash it’s pH-balance for women” you yell, “yeah whatever you say” he yells back. You go back to your phone, giggling at the video you were watching. Unaware of the dark figure looming over you, after a few seconds of Ethan running his eyes over your figure, his fingers twitching desperately wanting to touch you. He slipped out of your room to kill that loser in the bathroom.

Ethan finished the job, he sighed out, fuck it felt good to kill that alpha fucker who was a two-pump chump. But what he had planned next would feel even better. Ethan slipped back into your bedroom quietly to not disturb you. You hadn't moved from your position. Ethan leaned over you in a quick motion, hand over your mouth, all his bodyweight pinning you to the bed the blade was at your neck, the slightest pressure pushing into you.

Your eyes widen, you gear up to scream as you meet the big dark eyes of Ghostface. You started to cry, Ghostface just stared down at you, his hand tight on your face. You screamed against his hand, your body shaking with fear, you were going to be killed. Ghostface shook his blade in your face, shutting you up instantly.

Ethan smiled under the mask; happy his plan was playing out perfectly. His cock was hard and leaking already. You looked even more perfect than he pictured late at night when had his hand wrapped around his hard cock, getting off to the thought of you. Your eyes were puffy and red, your tears couldn’t stop falling. Ethan took his blade and ran it down your short nightgown, tearing it in half and exposing your bare body to him, your breathing started to speed up at the realization of what was about to happen.

You heard a quiet moan from Ghostface, your blood running cold. “Scream and I'll kill all your fucking friends in the kitchen” Ethan said in the Ghostface voice making you shiver. You couldn’t let your friends die because of you. You shook your head quickly. Ethan took his hand from your mouth to squeeze one of your boobs he leaned his head down to your neck, rutting against your core, it took everything in you to not throw up at the feel of his hands exploring your body and the heavy breathing in your ear made your stomach turn.

Once Ethan got his feel, his free hand moved down to your wet pussy, his gloved hand stroking all over. Ethan was surprised how wet you were, and it was all for him. Ethan hovered over you to get a better look at your wet core. Ethan let go of the knife to remove his gloves. He had to feel you properly against his skin. He returned his hand rubbing your clit, you let out a soft hum, Ethan snapped his head up to see your face. It was exquisite, your face twisted like you were trying to hold back your pleasure.

That twisted his desire to get you to make more pretty noises for him. He wanted to hear you cry out, with that he pushed his fingers deep into you, hard and fast. You let out a broken moan, whimpering for him to stop. “p..please stop, please” you pant, with your lips quivering. Ethan let out a half laugh. “Why would I stop when you feel so good?” he said rutting faster and making circles on your clit with his thumb, determined to make you cum...hard. “Fuck you feel so good y/n” Ethan moaned your name lewdly. Your eyes widen, your thoughts running a mile a minute now, trying to think who the fuck this was. You didn't have much time to think, your fear and arousal ramping up to another level, your orgasm threating to crash down on you.

Your legs start to shake, your back arches against him your chest raising, and he takes his other hand and grabs your boob squeezing so tight, he pinches your nipple, rolling it with his fingers. He wanted to bring your tit into his mouth and suck hard on your hard nipple.

You clenched down hard on his fingers, he’s breathing deep into your ear, encouraging you on. “Good girl, cum on my fucking fingers” Ethan growled into your ear. You came down from your high, you felt like you were on the verge of passing out. Between the crying and the orgasm that had you shaking uncontrollably you couldn’t keep your eyes open.

Your head whipped to the side, your cheek stinging. “Wake up, we are not done yet” Ethan growls. His cock was painfully hard now, he needed to be inside you. Your eyes fluttered, Ethan grabbed your neck tightly he whimpered softly, fuck he wanted to do that all night. Ethan releases his hard cock with his free hand.

Your panic hits you like lighting you tried to squirm out of his grip but that only made Ethan more excited. He lines his cock up with your slit, Ethan rubs his cock up and down on your wetness. In one quick thrust, Ethan forces himself in you, he lets out a low moan, steadying himself, he felt like he was going to burst inside you. Ethan almost couldn’t contain himself and thrust hard a few times, this is the first time Ethan felt pussy this good, the only time, actually.

His hands choked you hard with each rock of his hips. “Fuck, you know how long I wanted to stick my cock deep Inside you?” Your head feels light, and you are barely able to register what he’s saying to you.

You reach up to tear his hands away, but you couldn’t find the strength. “Your pussy is fucking mine, only for me” Ethan pants as he drags his cock against your hot walls. “You’re so tight, I feel like I'm tearing you apart.” You could hear the smile in his voice, each word dripping with lust.

“I c-can’t-” you choke out before you feel yourself fading into unconsciousness. Ethan didn’t let go of your neck for a few seconds, watching you fall limp under him. Ethan pulled his mask off throwing it to the ground. Sweat beating down his face, his hair a wild mess. He stops his movement for a second hiking your knees to your chest so he can fuck deeper into your slick hole.

The only sounds that filled the room were Ethan’s desperate moans and groans and the wet sounds of him fucking sloppily into you. He kissed your lips roughly, moaning into your mouth. “You’re mine, you’re mine, all for me” Ethan chanted darkly. He moved his lips to your neck sucking and kissing the marks he left on you. He was so close; he couldn’t hold back anymore.

Ethan roughly grabbed your hips, making your back arch. He was gripping so tightly he definitely left marks. “Fuck baby, take my cum you little slut” Ethan pumped in you harshly one last time letting out a deep moan as he spilled inside you. Ethan slowly pulled out of you, watching your slit dip his cum.

Ethan kissed your lips softly, roaming his hands all over your soft limp body one more time. Finally, he sits up, tucking you under the covers. Ethan kisses your forehead and puts his mask back on before fleeing the room. You were out cold, breathing softly and completely unaware that your shy friend Ethan had attacked you and you never will know.

#Dark!Ethan Landry #Smut #Scream 6 #ethan landry imagine #request #Ethan Landry smut #dark fic #tw noncon #Ethan Landry one shot #Non-Con #rough smut #bad time for reader #tw r4p3 #gf! Ethan Landry #ghostface fanfiction

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crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington · 10 months

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alcina dimitrescu KILLS her maids and drinks their blood

karl heisenberg tried to use a BABY as a weapon

ethan winters is WHITE

mother miranda tries to STEAL someones daughter

at the end of the day, your favorite resident evil 8 characters are terrible people

#resident evil village #ethan winters #resident evil #u cannot tell me that ethan actually did something bad #please be fr 😭#ethan winters is a horrible person for killing a family a five!#man come on #open ur eyes… play the game maybe…#i get just not liking ethan #but why come up with a bunch of unreasonable excuses for why he sucks 😭#liek just say u hate him #u dont gotta start babying the lords or demonizing him #hes just a normal guy come on bro #most arguments i see r full of buzzwords tbh #i havent seen anything that has made me think #huh… maybe that is a bit messed up of him…#he is a victim of other peoples consequences #he is forced into situations where he has to fight to survive #idc if people hate ethan… but the second u start pulling stuff outta ur butt…#im sorry i gotta defend my gf #its annoying whenever people complain abt ethan fans goi ng like #‘haha i like him hes a normal guy’#cos waht r u arguing against #he IS a normal guy #he is literally a civillian…?#come on #conpare him to chris or leon who literally work for the government or whatever #its weird to get defenisive over ethan… not being normal…?#just leave him alone😭 bro has 100 hate articles abt him already #again another essay in the tags

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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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x-ethan-lxndry-l0v3r-x · 7 months

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fem!sub!reader x dom!non-ghostface!ethan where ethan fucks reader on the kitchen counter

and ethan praising her like “taking it so well” or “such a good little girl for me”

"𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡?”-E.L

Pairing: Soft!Dom!Non-ghostface!Ethan Landry x Sub!fem!reader.

NOT PROOFREAD

Includes: NON-PROTECTIVE SEX I gave a height which is 5’1 and because I said so and Ethan is 6’2 and I’ve seen the photo of Jack and Jenna standing together and boy is he tall 😨😨 I can feel the pain, Smut, sub!reader, dom!ethan, I could never actually see Ethan as a dom because he’s actually so babygirl but whatever the heart wants the heart wants, name calling- such as, good girl angel, praising, I’m not a big fan of degradation so that won’t be here, reader wears a skirt for a specific purpose of this story, reader is also very much of a crybaby in a sense not trying to offend anyone but that’s the only word I can describe her as, that’s pretty much it. THIS IS SHORT, LIKE MY WILL TO LIVE 🤗

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“Ethan, I can’t do it, it’s t’much!” She cried out, tears pricking at her eyes, as her nails gently dug into the skin of his broad shoulders as the skin of her ass made contact with the cool marble of the kitchen countertop her skirt pooling at her hips, it didn’t take much for him to make her orgasm, he was quite big compared to her, so he could hit that g-spot deep inside her pretty easily.

He quietly grunted at the feeling of her nails digging into his skin, “Come on, you can take it, you’re a good girl aren’t you, my good girl?” He spoke before pushing that extra inch deeper inside, she almost sobbed at the feeling, he was way too big for her, she looked down at her stomach, a unnatural large bulge poking up through the inside of her tummy, he had her impaled on his cock, a string of whimpers and sobs fell from her mouth, it sounded like music to Ethan’s ears, he was stretching her out so much to the point it hurt, “Ethan- ‘can’t do it, please!” She sobbed, “It’ll feel better soon, jus’ gotta be a good girl for me and take it a little longer.” His thrusts had gotten faster slightly, the sound of her quiet sobs and skin slapping against one another echoing the room, he was close to finishing, as his cock was being milked by her tight warm wet gummy-like walls, “Making me feel so good angel, jus’ gotta hold on for a little longer.” His thrusts got even faster, and he softly grunted, “If you keep squeezing me this tight baby, I just might not be able to pull out, or is that want you want?” This caused her eyes to widen, “N-no! Don’t cum inside, you’re not wearing a condom!” She pleaded him, “Don’t know sweetheart, if you keep up with squeezing me this tight who knows what’ll happen?” He smirked, before thrusting into her even more, “Ethan, please not inside!” She cried, he pressed his lips against hers without a stutter in his movements, before pulling away, “Since you asked so nicely I will fulfil your request.” He planted another kiss on her lips, before pulling his cock out from her, and beginning to pump it in his hand at a fast past the sound of wet slick dripping from his cock onto the cool tiled floor, and with a few more pumps he had cum, the sound of his cum spurting out onto the marble counter and tiled flooring made a splashing sound, she looked at him, poor girl was actually so fucked out, I mean he made her orgasm, what? 4 times? 5? Her legs felt weak and frail, like if she tried to walk she would immediately fall to the ground. Ethan used some paper towels and cleaned up his spilled seed, and went to go into his bedroom, “Why aren’t you coming with me?” He asked curiously his eyebrow raised, “….My legs.” She replied quietly, “What about your legs?” He asked teasingly, she gave him the look of, ‘you know exactly what I’m talking about’, “Oh.” He smirked, “Did I fuck you too good, angel that your little legs are sore?” Her eyes were still glossed over with tears, “Ethan..” She gave him a look as if he had teased her too much to the point she was going to cry. He went over to her and picked her up bridal style, “There you go, angel.” He gave her a kiss on the head. He was still hard, and she only noticed this when he laid her down on his bed, she looked at him with teary eyes, “I’ll be gentle this time.” He reassured her.

Oh that man has a lying problem.

#ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x reader fluff #ethan landry x reader smut #scream 6 #gf! ethan landry x reader #ethan landry smut

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sweetmemorial · 1 year

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redraw of the ‘ETHAN MUST DIE’ DLC screen

#resident evil fanart #resident evil #resident evil 7 #re #resident evil biohazard #art #digital art #artist #fanart #illustration #resident evil village #ethan winters #ethan winters fanart #ethan winters x reader #ethan winters x karl heisenberg #mold man #my gf guys real

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heartorbit · 10 months

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i lied. ena

#project sekai #pjsk #prsk #ena shinonome #sorry i felt like coloring something drawing with pencil wasnt enough #listening to my gf struggle through ba/yonetta rn. By struggle i mean he has never struggled and hes so awesome at gaming #And hasnt died even once i promise. trust. love u ethan

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popeheywardssecretgf · 11 months

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Ethan Landry fics & blurbs

Chad Meeks Martin Masterlist

Personal fav's & ones I consider to be PERFECT= ♡

Does he remind anyone else of Evan Peters?

That amount of Ethan smut on here is crazy like-

-I also want to say that I did not read ALL of these, just skimmed *I'm a Chad girly :(

I think I might add more to this later on

Fluff♡

No title♡ Steal my girl♡ BEJEWELED Party Foul SFW + NSFW headcanons No title Clingy Ethan Shopping Spree♡ No title The little things Dating Ethan Landry HC's Baby, I'm yours Silly Ethan Landry A case of a ruined blouse and a hot coffee cup Dating Ethan Landry HC's (2) Clingy Reader Meeks Martin Reader Dating HC's Admiring from afar Chubby!Reader HC's No title

Smut★

Toys Come Over No title BWB!Ethan Landry "You like that?" On Edge (tbh not RLY smut but not fluff either) SFW + NSFW headcannons Awkward No title Morning Hands Did I make you scream? Study Buddy (Male Reader) Chubby!Reader HC's Be Quiet Sneaky Work for it baby

Angst❄

I'm Really Sorry, YN Death Bed Confessions Puppy dog eyes Still love you Break it off Regrets and worries Somewhere in the haze got a sense I've been betrayed The night has opened my eyes Before you Love me harder

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marlicollins · 11 months

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𝒊 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏’𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒕. | e.l |

gf!ethan landry x carpenter!reader

WARNINGS: death, ghostface, blood mention, reader death, violence

Everyone already went before you, you wanted to make sure that they got across safely before you even thought about saving yourself. You, Sam, and Tara got attacked the night prior to this, and now you were getting attacked again. You looked at the latter scared, you knew you had to hurry up though. You crawled onto the latter as it shook a little, due to the sudden weight.

You were stabbed in your abdomen, twice, and your shoulder. Being stabbed in your shoulder made it harder to get across because you were putting basically all of your weight on your arms. You were crying while getting across too, your tears blurring your vision.

You looked down at the height from the latter to the ground, anxiety pulsing through your veins. Constant sobs coming from in you, You didn’t even get to tell Ethan you loved him. He had Econ, and was studying right now. You wished to be in his arms, but you couldn’t be.

Sam, Mindy, and Anika were shouting at you to hurry up. That cause you to look behind you and see ghost face behind you, breathing heavily as he slammed his knife down on the windowsill, and then walking away. You let out a small sigh of relief, thinking you were safe. That was before another ghostface came along, They grabbed the latter and began shaking it. You tried to keep your balance on it as you tried to crawl.

At this point everyone was screaming while crying for you to go, and hurry up. You loosened your grip on the latter sides, knowing you wouldn’t make it through this regardless. That’s when your body fell, it going limp at the ground. Sam and Tara sobbing loudly as they looked at it, The ghostface at the other side let out a breath and began walking away, leaving your body there.

Little did you know, Ethan thought he saved you, by just letting you go.. but Quinn had to ruin it.

- next day when ethan comes -

Ethan looked around “confused”, he started walking up to the group, breathing out a small “Chad.” before Chad shook his head and started storming up to ethan, grabbing his jacket and slamming him up against the back of a black van aggressively. “Where were you?!” Chad demanded an answer out of him, “Wha-When??” Ethan said, continuing to act confused.

“Last night!” Chad exclaimed, “Wha- I-i-i had econ, you know this!” Ethan defended himself. “Bullshit man! You disappear and my sister almost gets killed!” Chad exclaimed, “Dude! I was in a study hall with a hundred other people! You can ask any of them!” Chad began to believe him and reluctantly let him go, “Fuck, man.” Ethan looked around for you, still a little scared. “W-where’s y/n?” Ethan softly asked. Chad looked down and shook his head, “She’s dead.”

Ethan’s heart dropped, his face softening by a lot. What?

#ethan landry angst #gf!ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x you #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry #ghostface #scream iv #scream 6

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stephstars08 · 4 months

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🖤I just love him so much🖤

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dizscreams · 1 year

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look at them 🥹 looks at them 👀 LOOK AT THEM 👹

OMGOMG I CANT THEYRE SO CUTEEEE 😭

#i cannot breathe #LOOK AT THEM #IM IN LOVE WITH HIM FR #MY BF AND GF #scream 6 #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #jack champion #jack champion x reader #quinn bailey #quinn bailey x reader #liana liberato

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whorefordean · 7 months

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Could please do a fic for prompt 7 on the hurt comfort list for Ethan Landry/reader? ❤️ maybe he’s Ghostface but he wouldn’t the reader 🥺

warnings: stabbing

pairing: gf!ethan landry x gf!reader

prompt: “it was just a nightmare. you’re okay.”

a/n: so sorry this took so long even tho its only like 600 words. my most genuine apologies for how bad this is as well. thank you for the request i love you anon sweetie baby love please enjoy

“you know i hate scary movies,” you whined against ethan’s chest. he laughed at your muffled words and wrapped his arms around you tighter.

“how else would i have gotten you like this?” ethan asked playfully as he placed a soft kiss into your hair.

“ask?” you exclaimed. ethan laughed harder at your outburst. he knew all he had to do was ask you to cuddle with him. but he liked protecting you like this, even if it was because of some bad horror flick he picked out.

you leaned further into ethan. your head rested on his strong chest. you listened to the soft thumps of his beating heart. Soon enough, you were no longer able to keep your eyes open as you drifted in and out of consciousness.

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your loud screams echoed out as ghostface shoved the sharp knife into your abdomen. hot tears were streaming down your face quickly. your vision blurred as you attempted to stumble away from him.

“where do you think you’re going?” ghostface mocked you. you hadn’t noticed how tall he was until he was bending over you to be level with your face. he tilted his head to the side, sending a cold chill down your spine.

i don’t wanna die like this, you’re thinking to yourself.

“oh, that’s too bad. nobody survives this,” ghostface taunts. red hot pain courses through your body as the knife is shoved into your chest.

you shoot up from your position on ethan’s bed. your chest is heaving. you can’t breathe. your eyes search the room for ghostface, waiting for him to attack.

you panic as the door swings open, only to reveal ethan. his face dropped when he noticed the tears streaking your cheeks.

“hey, what’s wrong?” ethan cooed softly. he’s quickly making his way to your side to comfort you, but you pull away from him. his hand is outstretched, ready to caress your face, but he drops it.

“you killed me,” you choked out. you're trying to control your breathing. with a shaky hand placed over your heart, you point to where you were stabbed.

“it was just a nightmare. you’re okay,” ethan reassures you. he takes a small step towards you with his hands up in surrender. he flips his hands around, so you can see that they’re empty.

“i would never kill you, sweetheart. i swear to you,” ethan promised. the two of you had promised not to turn on each other. Not that either of you would ever even think of it. you were in love with each other. genuinely.

ethan couldn’t imagine killing you, and you couldn’t imagine living without him.

“cross your heart?” you ask your boyfriend tentatively. you're still standing defensively on the other side of the room. your chest aches from how hard your heart had been beating previously. you can feel the tears drying on your face.

“you won’t die,” ethan finished. you slowly nodded and moved closer to him. you allowed him to wrap his arms around you. ethan wraps his arms around your shoulders, and yours make their way around his waist. your face is buried in his chest, breathing him in. you allow yourself to relax into him.

“it was just a nightmare,” ethan reminds you. his big hands gently run through your hair, untangling it as he goes.

“i won’t let you die, sweetheart,” ethan mumbled, more to himself than you. he hated that he had dragged you into this, but you had revenge too. he knew the dangers of what the two of you were doing. but he’d die just to make sure you stayed alive.

#ethan landry x reader #ghostface ethan landry #ethan landry #ethan landry imagine #gf!ethan landry x gf!reader #scream franchise #scream 6

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dollarstoreartsupplies · 5 months

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see in terms of hatchetfield str8 ships we all know that the dynamic apparently, legally, has to be a magical, powerful, effervescent woman/Just Some Guy-- but a very important aspect of that dynamic is the magical, powerful, effervescent woman in convinced that their Just Some Guy hung the moon and stars in the sky and would kill anyone who insinuated otherwise

EXCEPT (this is so incredibly important) for paul and emma

like does emma love paul? obviously yes! but also she knows he is Just Some Guy, Just A Dude, a wet paper towel of a man-- this is a large part of the appeal

#I mean just some guy SO SO SO fondly this is a very important distinction I love these Guys #like lautski and halloweane are the best example of the former #by the end of npmd steph WILL square up to ANYONE who doesn't think Pete is the best most specialest little guy #and likeeee ms Holloway IS correct about Duke being the best most perfect guy but also He's Just A Dude and she will NEVER comprehend that #but Emma? Emma is like “this is my wet cardboard boyfriend”#“I love him deeply he is Nothing though”#“his sum total for positive impact on the world in his lifetime is actually mathematically negligible and that TURNS ME ON”#paulkins #emma perkins #paul matthews #lautski #halloweane #also the guys all see their respective gfs the same way but they're all obviously correct about that #this is also about lex and Ethan but lex is convinced thats not the case #like lex is like ahaha love Ethan that loser #and then someone says 'yeah he's Such a loser' and she summons her black and white powers to destroy them

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ethanlandryswhore · 10 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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