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certifiedlovergirlsstuff · 8 months

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okay! so here is the spider-man!ethan blurb @hyeyulove requested from my 500 celebration! asking for friends that are in love with physical gesture prompts ‘tipping your chin to make you look into their eyes’ and ‘pulling you by the waist’ i wasn’t able to do the neck touch since i just could fit it in right. i’m not too happy with the last paragraph, but win some lose some. i hope you enjoy this blurb💗

pairing: spider-man!ethan landry x fem!reader wc:893

tw: mentions of blood (reader is cleaning wounds)

masterlist / ethan landry

“y/n-“ “don’t talk.” tone clipped and short.

it was four in the morning, you and ethan huddled in your small bathroom. he was sitting on the closed toilet lid, top half of his suit pulled off to expose any damaged skin. you were standing between his open legs as you pushed his damp curls away from his face so you could try and clean a wound on his temple that held dried blood. soaked cotton ball with rubbing alcohol stinging at the wound, ethan hissed and instinctively wrapped his big palms around your thighs, blunt nails curling into the hem of your sleep shorts.

“who’s the bully beating up my best friend tonight?” voice soft from just a second ago, not able to keep a tough façade with ethan for long. you dabbed twice more at the wound before leaning in to gently blow it dry, placing a bandaid over it.

ethan’s thumbs rubbed back and forth over the skin of your thigh, “goblin. i think he’s getting crazier each day. throwing pumpkin bomb after pumpkin bomb, swear he almost cut me in half with his glider.” his eyes dropped to look at his ribs where a bandage was wrapped thrice over the angry cut. probably be healed completely by the end of tomorrow.

a hum was heard from you as you were busy preparing another cotton ball to continue cleaning ethan’s dirty face. “well i’m glad he missed. would totally ruin my weekend.” trying for a light joke and it worked causing ethan to jump his fingers to your waist and start tickling. a high screech at the invasion of his dancing fingers to your sensitive skin, “stop! stop! i’m kidding! kidding!”

his fingers stopped and he wrapped his arms around your waist to tug you closer, his chin resting near your belly button. “you’d only be upset if i died cause now you can’t watch movies?” a joking tone with puppy eyes.

you plopped your hands to his shoulders and said with the utmost sincerity, “i would crumble if you died.” left hand leaving his shoulder so you could caress his plump cheek, “don’t know what i’d do without you.” the last sentence is practically a whisper due to the emotion crawling up your throat.

the bathroom grew still and quiet. the drip drip drip of your shower faucet and the steady night spilling into your open window being background noise. you and ethan are too entranced by each other’s eyes and touch, brain’s processing all the implications of this short conversation.

you broke the bubble first when you cleared your throat and looked away to grab your supplies. “just a few more then you can sleep.”

with a clean soaked ball you dabbed a few times to a cut on ethan’s eyebrow, blew it dry, then bandaged. cotton ball, dabbed at blood on his right cheek, blow, bandage. the last two cuts were on his lips.

“almost done, spidey.” a low murmur as you assessed the best way to work. ethan moved his head to the side distracted by something, so you just went for it. grabbing his chin between your thumb and pointer finger curled under the bone. “sorry, just easier for me to hold you.”

“it’s okay,” ethan whispered as you cleaned at the broken skin of his pink plush lips. he hissed only twice and his hands moved back to your thighs where he did slow up and down motions that made your stomach tingle.

you leaned back to throw away the stained ball and grabbed two thin bandages as you waited. “not gonna blow them dry?” ethan asked. eyes away from your trash can and back to ethan’s burning gaze, you couldn’t help licking your lips from a moment of nerves and ethan followed the action. “didn’t think you needed it.”

“no, no it’ll help.” sounding almost rushed with a slight plea for you to blow puffs of air over his broken lips. but if ethan said it’ll help…

so you leaned down as he tilted his head upward, faces nearly aligned with the angles and distance. two sets of tired eyes turned alight with a certain passion as you pucker your lips and pushed a breeze of air over the clean wounds. his lips were parted, eyes focused, hands moving, his head leaning in closer until there was exactly an inch of space separating the two of you from connecting.

and you so badly wanted to take that final leap, but tonight wasn’t the right time. so you pulled away and grabbed the two thin strips, peeling the covering off and meticulously covering up his battle scars of the night. fingertips brushing over his lips like a phantom touch, a greedy thing for you.

“think it’s time for much needed sleep,” touching ethan’s chin one more time. allowing a moment for your body to remember his caress of your thighs and his hold on your waist.

with a reluctant heart you pulled away from his orbit and addictive touch to leave ethan in the bathroom as you walked back to your bed and waited for him to crawl in beside you. where in the morning you would find yourself tangled in sheets and arms, only to tell yourself it meant nothing more than being comfortable friends.

but hoping for the day it all changes.

#erin’s 500 special #ethan landry angst #ethan landry #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry scream 6 #ethan landry fic #ethan landry oneshot #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry blurb #ethan landry x fem!reader #ethan landry fluff #jack champion #spider man au #spider man!ethan landry

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coryosbaby · 1 year

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Spider-Man Ethan being obsessed with the latex on black cat readers suit

He loves how smooth and slick it feels :(( but most of all, he loves how it hugs her curves perfectly. Even when the boy is literally fighting her, he can’t help but rub the material between his fingers. And when she teasingly asks him once why he’s being so handsy, he squeaks out a nervous reply. But she’s quick to shush him, instead telling him that if he wants to feel it more that he needs to do what she says. And when he nods obediently, she pulls out his cock and shoves it between her thighs and makes him rub his girthy length against the latex of her suit <33 he’s just so cute, getting himself off on her legs like that, and when he cums he makes sure to watch as the white ropes squirt all over the latex. She makes sure to trap his cock in between her legs and begins to bounce back against his hips, and he squirms from the overstimulation as she holds his hands over her tits and milks him for everything he has.

And then when the boy can’t take it anymore, when he’s overstimulated and hard again, he shoves her to the ground and uses his spidey strength to aggressively rip the material at the crotch and fuck her drooling pussy until she can’t breathe :( a whimpering and moaning mess, as he cries about how sexy she looks in the suit, how much he wants to tie her down and pump a baby into her tight cunt. And when he fills her up for a final time, his thighs shake and he utters out a sweet and gentle thank you </3

#ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x fem! reader #ethan landry smut #Spider-Man! Ethan landry #sub! Ethan landry #Dom! reader #scream #scream 6 #scream iv

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dizscreams · 1 year

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#I CANT #LOOK AT MY MAN #he can protect me #scream 6 #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #jack champion #jack champion x reader #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry thoughts #spider socorro #spider soccoro x reader

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wreckmyimage · 1 year

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hi! i saw your post about jack as spider-man/peter parker i was wondering if you could maybe write one?? i feel like he fits so well ❤️

spider boy, king of thieves ✦ ethan landry

summary: Ethan Landry as spider-man.

warnings:

NOTES! thank you sm for the request! i love the idea as jack / ethan as spiderman <3 can probably be read as gn reader !!!

shall i make this a series? (i need an excuse to write sooo)

♪ karma by taylor swift / masterlist / series masterlist

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It had been the same for months now, Spider-Man enters your apartment, gets patched up by you, and then swings his way out your window with unsaid words.

But you didn’t know anything about him. All you knew was that he was the friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man. You wanted to know more about him.

Every night, you awaited for the familiar knock on your window.

Hell, you even stayed up for him. You liked the fact you could talk to him and he’d talk back with you in a actual conversation. Your friends never done that. But he did, he listened.

So you waited, like every other night for his knock, and eventually you heard it, which made you basically leap off your mattress to your window which was covered with your curtain.

You didn’t hesitate to move the fabric aside and open the latch to your window.

You see the masked vigilante waiting there, “Hey,” You greet him as you open your window further, letting him in.

“Hi.” He nods, clutching his side.

“What happened this time?” You ask, your eyes dripping in concern as you eyer his slightly slumped figure.

“Long story.”

“I have time.” You nod for him to sit on your bed, “Let me patch you up, too.”

“I promise you it’s not that bad.” He tries to assure you but you wouldn’t budge.

“I don’t care, I don’t want you swinging around New York with a kidney popping out.”

If you could see his face, he definitely screwed a face at that, “I don’t have a kidney popping out.”

“I don’t care, sit.” You point to him, then your comforter as you go through to your bathroom, but then you pop your head back in the door, “I swear to god, if you bleed out on my bed you will have a kidney hanging out.”

Spider-Man just nods, seemingly to be intimidated at your words.

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#ethan landry #ethan landry fanfiction #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x you #spider man ethan landry #ethan landry spiderman #scream #scream vi #scream vi fanfic #scream 6 #jack champion #jack champion x reader

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emiliehornby · 4 months

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you’ll see my face in every place (but you can’t catch me now)

pairing spider-man! ethan landry x fem! reader

synopsis you loved spider-man, but you loved ethan landry more. in the end, it didn’t matter. when his worlds collided and the weight of the universe dragged him down, it was only a matter of time before he couldn’t hold on any longer

warnings canon typical violence, character death

author’s notes heyyy!! i’ve been in a writing slump recently, so i figured i’d start small and go back to my tumblr roots!! this is loosely based off of that scene in the amazing spider-man 2 (iykyk) and i’m so incredibly happy with how it turned out. i felt really smart and started kicking my feet when i came up with the title. but please let me know what you think!! mwah!!

It wasn’t supposed to turn out like this.

One moment, you were celebrating the defeat of another villain and were convinced by Ethan to finally furbish your newly leased apartment to end the night. The next, Sam had suddenly swept you off your feet.

Now, you were at the top of New York’s abandoned clock tower with Sam holding you hostage on her hoverboard. You’re both staring at each other while Ethan voiced his worries from below. There was a feeling in your gut that was different, but something about Ethan made it feel like there was nothing to worry about because he was there. Just like all the other times. He’d gone through hell and back just to keep you safe, that you knew you could trust him with your life.

“Sam, just put Y/N down!” He yelled.

“Sam-” You tried to reason with her. The Sam you knew would have put herself in harm’s way to keep you from danger, but when you looked into her eyes, they were completely void of that warmth you were introduced to when she took you under her wing after your father abandoned you and your mother thrusted herself into work as a coping mechanism. Sam’s eyes were dark and resembled her father’s, causing a chill to run down your spine at the thought of the serial murderer.

“Tara is dead!” Sam screamed. She tightened her grip on you. You winced, knowing that was going to leave a bruise when she continued, “Tara is dead because of him. And you knew and you lied to me.”

“I couldn’t tell you!” You yelled back. Your hand lingered above her shoulder, toning your voice down to say, “Look Sam, I lost Tara too. I loved her the same way you did and I know she wouldn’t have wanted you to see what she became. It would have killed you!”

Sam shook her head, “No, she was my sister. You will never love her like I did because you sided with the person that killed her.”

Ethan could feel Sam grow more agitated and pleaded with her, “Look, this is between you and me, Sam. Fight me and please just let Y/N go!”

“Fine, I’ll let her go.” She smiled. You looked at Sam, her gaze switching to Ethan when she suddenly pushed you over. You fell quickly, but Ethan managed to meet you halfway and your hands instinctively held onto him for dear life. While your fall caused the glass dome of the clock tower to shatter everywhere, Ethan softened the blow with his back, colliding against the metal bridge.

Your breathing only grew more heavy as the world around you stopped spinning. Ethan’s chest against yours was the only thing keeping you grounded. As he felt your fear, Ethan placed a hand on your cheek in an attempt to reassure you, “Hey, you’re okay. I promise I’m gonna get you out of here.” Too distracted by your fear, you failed to notice the cut on your cheek.

Ethan was wiping off the blood when bullets began to fly through the air. He instinctively rolled you both over to avoid the ricocheting bullets when you’re met with the end of the platform, where Ethan’s grasp on your wrist was the only thing keeping you from defying gravity.

He knew he couldn’t risk letting you back up onto the platform, so his eyes fled around the room for a solution. Ethan winced when the only choice to keep you away from the fight was to let you hover under it…hundreds of feet in the air. He didn’t have much time, so he shot a long string of webs towards you with barely any explanation, “Hey, I got you Y/N. Just- Just hold on!” You let him work quickly and carefully to secure the rest of the web onto a rusted gear, but as soon as he finished, Sam suddenly crashed Ethan into a wall.

“Ethan!” You screamed when you jolted down a few inches. But you couldn’t seem to tear your eyes away from the fight.

When Sam clicked on the trigger and no bullets came out, she threw it to the side and charged at him again. She tossed him around until she managed to pin Ethan down by the neck, where she pulled a knife from her holster and stabbed him through his side.

He yelled in pain, “I’m okay. I’m okay!” He didn’t know if he was telling you that or trying to convince himself, but he thrashed his head around to avoid the blade hitting him a second time. Seeing an opening, Ethan threw the web around her wrist, where the knife fell just past you. You watched it, and your heart pounded a little harder when it got smaller and smaller and smaller…until it disappeared. It’s that split second before you looked up and Sam was pushing herself over the edge, taking Ethan with her. While he was quick enough to shoot at something, you and Sam aren’t so lucky as Sam’s body fell right on top of your gear, effectively loosening it.

You sucked in a breath.

“Ethan!”

It became silent when you fell the rest of the way. That feeling came creeping back stronger than ever before. Your eyes were wide, but you knew that this was it. You took a moment to just look at Ethan. His eyes were covered by his mask, but you’d known Ethan well enough to see through to the soft brown eyes you’d spent years memorizing. You had heard that your whole life flashed by in your final moments, and maybe they were right. You were looking straight at it — at him. And that was all you needed to shut your eyes. For a moment you felt the chill of the web against your chest, and suddenly…nothing.

For Ethan Landry, falling through the air was an absolutely exhilarating experience. He loved jumping off of very tall somethings to feel the rush of wind against his suit and attempting to defy the laws of physics just to fall as fast as he could. But now that it wasn’t his life on the line, it seemed as though he couldn’t fall fast enough.

His eyes were glued to you, but his mind was working fast to calculate how and when to catch you. In his peripheral vision, he saw a possible way to do that. Ethan knew it was a small target, but in desperation, he counted down until he could grab the pole and shoot a web the rest of the way down.

A pop echoed through the room shortly after his screams from the impact, but Ethan couldn’t care less. For a moment, it’s almost like time stopped as the broken clock at the top of the tower struck midnight. Its bells rang in sync with his eardrums and his breathing became erratic as his spidey senses shook him to his core.

He couldn’t feel you breathing or hear your heartbeat.

A wildfire sparked in Ethan’s stomach and began to burn a trail up into his lungs while he jumped down to see your body, suspended just a few feet from the ground. He limped towards you carefully, as though to avoid frightening you.

“Y/N?” Ethan called out.

No response.

He ripped off his mask and said your name again, taking you into his arms. He pulled the web off of you, his knees failing him as he fell to the ground. He could only pull you closer to caress your hair and whispered, “Hey, come on now, angel.”

His hand moved down to your chest, where it didn't rise against him.

“Hey…you’re okay. It’s over. We can get out of here, just like I promised.” He cried. The guilt racked through his body as tears fell down his cheeks. Ethan knew better than to talk such nonsense. He didn’t even need to be a scientist to understand that you weren’t going to come back from this, but it didn’t stop him from begging anyway.

“It’s over! We can go home. Fuck, we can just lay down on our floor and eat all the orange gummies we have if that’s what you want.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead. By the time he’d even consider coming home, still in his bloody and tattered suit to an empty apartment full of the things you never had the chance to unpack, he would realize that it was going to take some time to unpack his heart that was still full of grief.

But feeling how cold you were, he took a moment to look up at the moon casting an iridescent light through the broken dome. You would have pointed out how beautiful it was, and he’d smile at how your eyes seemed to reflect its brightness against the stark night, to break the tension after the tough fight you two put up if this ended the way Ethan wanted it to.

Except it didn’t.

So Ethan couldn’t help but scream. He screamed as loud and hard as he could until his throat gave out and the metallic taste mixed with the salt of his tears coated his mouth when he swallowed. He looked back down at you, where your nose had begun to bleed. When Ethan gently wiped it away, he started to think.

He was no stranger to grief. Sure, he’d lost good people — his father, his brother Richie, innocent citizens that were caught in the crossfire of New York’s daily disasters. But nothing compared to the overwhelming feeling of losing the love of his life. His past, present, and that brief glimpse of his future now laid still before him.

“Just…please come back to me. Please.”

#ethan landry x reader #ethan landry imagine #scream x reader #scream imagine #spiderman ethan landry #ethan landry #scream vi #the amazing spider man #stevie writes!

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corpsebasil · 11 months

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Spidey -> Ethan Landry Parte Uno

In which the web slinging superhero is closer than you think.

(Sorry I just LOVE this idea I can’t)

You groaned as you entered your apartment, dropping your cheer bag on the counter as you moved into the kitchen. It’d a long day at school—longer than normal—and you were exhausted. So you kicked off your cheer shoes and pulled your headache-inducing ponytail free, running your hands through your hair to massage your scalp.

Tara texted, making sure you got home, and you replied quickly.

Tare Bear 💜

Tara: hey girl, make it?

Y/N: yeah. about to eat another boring salad.

Tara: couch was on our ass today, what the hell? apparently she said we all need to lose five pounds before the game in two weeks

Y/N: I’m already swamped with homework wtf

Y/N: gym in the morning?

Tara: yeah, I’ll pick you up at five

You turned off your phone and grumbled to yourself, making your way towards your room. The siren song of ranch was loud but, if coach was serious, you’d do the boring alternative of a little bit of olive oil and lemon juice. As you made it into your room you yelped as a fist hit the window, knocking aggressively.

“What the hell…” you mumbled, opening up your window to glare at Spider-Man. “I was just about to drown my sorrows with a gallon of water. What do you want?”

“I sprained my wrist.” The spandex-wearing hero explained, already sneaking into your bedroom as you gave him space. “Help me out, doc?”

“Cant you go to a real doctor?” You asked, rolling your eyes as you moved to your dresser where you kept your medical supplies. As a third year med student, and a good keeper of secrets, you’d been tending to Spider-Man’s various injuries since freshmen year.

“But you’re so much nicer. And no, I cant.”

“What about Stark?” You asked, fishing out a bottle of Advil. “Doesn’t he have some sort of fancy doctor to help out Avengers?” You wiggled your eyebrows, glancing over as Spider-Man plopped onto your bed.

“Not an Avenger.” He mumbled, rolling his wrist around. You couldn’t see his face—had never seen it—but you were sure he was wincing. “Hey, nice uniform. Had fun with your pompons?”

“Yeah I know you like my uniform.” You scoffed, moving over. It was true, your short skirt and tight top did wonders for your figure. “Wish coach liked it. She’s saying we all need to lose five pounds before the game.”

“But you—I mean, you look great you—I mean your body is..” he trailed off, embarrassed, and your smile turned feline. “I just mean you look good. And stuff.”

“How sweet.” You laughed lightly, passing him the Advil. “I’ll get you some ice. You can take the meds while Im in the kitchen.”

You left the room, moving to grab your ice pack as you worked. It was strange, honestly. He’d been seeing you for a while now, your interactions friendly if not a bit flirtatious, but you still didn’t know anything about him. And weirdly enough, you wanted to. It wasn’t that you liked him or anything, but…

You went back to the bedroom, covering your eyes comically as you pretended to feel around.

“Covered up, Spidey?” You asked, fighting back a laugh when his chuckle filled the space between you.

“Yeah. Thanks.”

You uncovered your eyes and moved forward, offering the ice-pack. When he took it, his covered fingers met your own, the smooth fabric of the suit cool against your skin. You fought a suddenly sharp inhale and backed up, gesturing to the window.

“Well, um. Goodnight.” You said, smiling a tad bit awkwardly. “Gotta go make myself a pile of lettuce. See you around.”

“Wait—” he stood up suddenly and you blinked. “I mean—want to…do something? Like watch a movie or—?”

“Spidey.” You laughed, raising an eyebrow. “Superhero,” you started, pointing to him. “civilian.” You added, pointing to yourself. “Isn’t that like..against protocol?”

“No one’s gonna know.” He protested, moving a step forward. “Come on, aren’t we friends, Y/N?”

You stared, looking at his towering, muscular form. And you suddenly felt a twinge of disappointment. Or was it longing?

“I’m just your free medic.” You said, turning your back to him. “See you later!”

It was quiet for a moment so you glanced over your shoulder.

He was gone.

You were stretching when Ethan, Chad’s roommate and your nerdy friend, jogged up to you. He looked slightly sweaty and out of breath, like he’d run all the way from his late night Econ class to meet you at the football field. You raised your brows, wiping the dirt off your skirt as you stood, slinging your bag over your shoulder.

“Hey, E.” You greeted, scanning him up and down with your eyes. He’d agreed to drive you home after practice, claiming it was too dangerous to walk alone. Chad had already taken Tara home, so you were stuck with Ethan. “Run all the way here? Getting your laps in?”

“Yeah. I mean—no. Not all the way.”

“Sure you didn’t.” You laughed, looping your arm through his as you walked off the field, leading him towards the parking lot. “My valiant rescuer. What will I ever do to thank you?”

“Wanna get food?” He asked, raising his brows. “We can study for the test while we wait.”

“Yeah I—” you frowned. “I cant. Sorry. Sticking to salads and protein shakes right now, E.”

“Come on. You’re gorgeous. You’re coach is an idiot.” He told you, not really realizing what he’d said, but your brows knit.

“Did Tara tell you?” You asked, confused, and his cheeks reddened.

“Yeah I mean. Chad was talking about it. Saying Tara was pissed.”

“Rightfully so. We’re skinny enough as it is.” You complained, frowning as you made your way to his car. Then you paused, smiling a bit wickedly. “You think I’m gorgeous?”

Ethan was flustered, but smiled shyly as he opened the passenger door for you.

“Obviously.” He mumbled, brown eyes on yours, and you grinned.

“Awww, E.” You cooed, reaching up to pinch his cheek before you climbed into the car.

Later, clad in an oversized shirt, you sat next to Ethan on the couch, laughing. He was gagging dramatically, his own shake in front of him half-drank before he’d requested a sip of your own. Yours was with water, instead of milk, and was the vegan protein powder you kept in your pantry. He’d allowed you to convince him to drink a chocolate whey, not wanting to order the burger he’d wanted and have you suffer alone.

“God this is awful.” He griped, and you laughed loudly at his twisted up expression. “God how do you drink this?”

“Anything for cheer.” You giggled, and he rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, you and your pompoms.” He mumbled, and you poked him in the side.

“You like my pompoms.”

“You know I do.” He shot back, turning to look at you, and your heart stuttered. Then he glanced away, looking a bit nervous, before looking back. “I like you, Y/N.” He admitted, and you raised a brow, even as you blushed.

“I should hope so. We’re friends, after all.”

“I mean more.” He added, looking away awkwardly at your silence. “It’s fine if you don’t.”

But his breathing hitched a fraction when you took his face in your hand and made him look at you, scanning those gorgeous eyes of his for any hint of reluctance. When there was none you leaned forward, your own heart rate increasing as you pressed your mouth softly against his.

Okay, it was hardly a kiss. Only so much so that you could acknowledge the graze of his mouth against your own—could feel the curve and slope of his lips. But then he was jumping, yanking away, as one of the loudest ringtones you’d ever heard went off.

Even you startled, and you began to laugh before seeing the panicked look on his face.

“E? You okay—?”

“I gotta go. I’m sorry!” He said, expression hardening as he bolted to his feet and practically tore out of your apartment.

So you sat there feeling slightly dumb, your lips still tingling from the kiss.

Later, hours later, you were bored, watching Tombraider for the billionth time on your laptop.

Tare Bear 💜

Y/N: I kissed Ethan

Y/N: well, kind of

Tara: WHAT

Y/N: we were having fun and then I kissed him and he just left ??? Like did I do something wrong ??

Tara: you’re the hottest girl in school . Maybe he just panicked ??

You began typing again but froze when you heard the familiar knocks at your window, and you sighed loudly. You moved over and opened it up, giving Spider-Man a weighted stare.

“Not now, Web Boy. I’m going through a crisis.”

“I got cut!” He protested, grabbing the window with insane strength to stop you from pushing it down. “Come on, Y/N.”

You stared at those eyes, those white eyes of the mask, and rolled your own.

“Fine. Fine. I’m getting a glass of wine, want anything?”

“No thanks.” The hero said brightly, crawling inside when you moved away. You got your glass of wine before coming back and scoffing, staring at the cut he was so worried about.

“That is a paper-cut, Spidey. A paper cut.”

“What if it’s infected?” He asked, pouting, and you folded.

“Jesus, you’re going to be the death of me.” You grumbled, taking a large gulp before moving to your dresser to get anti-biotic salve and a bandaid. He’d taken the glove off on his right hand and was flexing his fingers over and over. “Speaking of death, I’m going to kill a boy. Maybe you could turn a blind eye from your hero shit and let me get away with it.”

“What?” He asked, voice cautious as you moved closer. “What…boy?”

“This guy he—“ you paused, sighing dramatically. “I don’t know why I’m telling you this. Give me your hand.”

“Wait, I wanna know.” He protested, holding his hand up high out of reach. The man was tall, for Christ’s sake.

“Seriously? Is this what we do now? Gossip about our love lives?” You smirked, fighting down the desire to tell him. You’d known him for a long time, now. Surely it wouldn’t be the worst thing to happen. “Are we braiding each other’s hair next? Pillow fighting?”

“We can pillow fight but I might take your eye out by accident.” When you opened your mouth to argue he pushed his hand down into your own, and the sudden warmth and smoothness of his skin startled you. “Tell me about this guy. Maybe I can help.”

You stared at him for a moment, your cheeks flushing a bit as you glanced down at the hand in your own. Your thumb grazed his knuckles involuntarily before you blinked, clearing your head and turning his fingers up so you could see them.

“Well..” you started, cleaning his finger off with a wet rag as you spoke. Truly he was such a baby. He used to only come to you for big things and now you were treating paper-cuts? “He’s kind of dorky, but I like that. He treats me like a human being and not just a piece of ass like a lot of frat guys do to cheerleaders.” You continued, wiping on some salve. “But…tonight I..” you swallowed, blinking down at his hand as you opened up a bandaid and smoothed it down. “I think I fucked up.”

“How?” Spider-Man asked, and he sounded slightly out of breath. You looked up at his face.

“I kissed him. Sort of. And then he just ran like—he literally could not get out of here fast enough.”

“Maybe he had to go somewhere?” Spidey offered, and didn’t let your hand go when you moved to set his free. “I don’t know I just think any guy would be stupid to run away from you.”

“Sure you do.”

“I do. Why do you think I keep coming back?”

You stared down at him, at the superhero you’d been tending to for so long, and something in you shifted. You moved towards him, your knees brushing his own where he sat on your bed. Your eyes were soft and filled with…Spider-Man didn’t know….but you looked so pretty and he…

“Is that why you come?” You asked, biting your bottom lip. “Because you…”

You reached out, touching his arm carefully, well aware the physical boundaries between you had never been crossed like this. And when you set your hands on his shoulders, he didn’t protest. If anything he leaned into your touch, both of your breaths catching when you braved going further and climbed onto his lap, settling yourself against him.

The latex was surprisingly smooth and warm against your bare legs, his hands immediately finding your waist to hold you still.

“Y/N.” He breathed, masked face so close to your own. “You know why I come back.” He said, and you could’ve sworn your heart skipped a beat. “I come back for you.”

You smiled softly at that, your hands sliding up his neck. But when your thumbs hooked under his mask and began to cautiously slide it up, he grabbed onto your wrists. You shot him a questioning look.

“Not—not yet.” He told you, and you frowned. You must’ve been losing your damn touch, because—

But then he was moving closer, hands finding your neck as his masked-mouth met yours, the foreign sensation strange but not at all unenjoyable. You could feel the shape of him, feel his warmth pressed against you, and it felt…familiar. Right. You made a soft noise and he gripped your hips tighter, your eyes pulling back to meet his.

“I wanna kiss you for real.” You murmured, running a thumb over his lips through the suit, and he shook his head.

“Not yet. Please. Give me time.”

You nodded, allowing him to slip his arms around your waist as he pulled you into him, your head resting in the crook of his neck as he breathed. You could’ve sworn he mumbled something but you ignored it, too busy allowing the masked hero to press your entire body against his.

Afterwards, what felt like minutes, he ran a hand through your hair and pulled you away.

“I have to go.” He said, sounded regretful. “I’ll see you again soon. I promise.”

“Okay.” You whispered, wishing you could see even a glimpse of his face, but understanding. “Okay. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.” He repeated as you moved off him, but not before planting one last kiss against your head. He dove out the window and swung off into the night, doing an elaborate flip you knew he thought would impress you.

It did.

HELLLOOOO WHATBDONYOU GUYS THINK?

#ethan landry fanfiction #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry oneshot #spiderman x reader #spiderman #Spider-Man #peter parker #scream six fanfiction #scream six

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keraxxx · 1 year

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Mae’s FanFic Masterlist:

Hello and welcome to my account! this is the masterlist that will help you find everything (more updates to come)

Requests are: Open!

Also!!! Please note that I only write certain things. Please understand if I do not post your request. :) This will include: incest, underage characters, pedophilia..

Thank you! *Also requests might take a day or two, I'm very sorry if I don't write your request.*

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The Last of Us:

Joel Miller-

-Stop messing with me -Smut

-Dilf. -Smut

Euphoria:

Maddy Perez-

-You’re perfect- Smut

Moonknight Boys:

-Friends with Benefits- Request

-My breakfast-Smut

Black Panther:

Namor-

-I feel you-Smut

Kinktober:

Day 22: Jesse McCree x Fem! Reader

Kinktober 2023-

Day 2: Steve Rogers x Fem! Reader: Car sex

day 3: Marc spector x Fem! Reader: Shower sex

Scream:

Ethan Landry-

-Stupid Girl- request

-Pretty boy- smut

-No one can hurt you.-request

Spiderman:

Miguel O'hara-

You're mine- blurb

FNAF:

Mike Schmidt-

nsfw imagine

Saltburn:

Oliver Quick-

Hate or jealousy? (SERIES)

part 1, part 2, part three, part 4 (coming soon)

Brat taming-Request

Oliver quick headcannons-Request

You’re my favorite-Request

Ted Talk with Anon

Birthday present

Felix Catton-

birthday sex- Birthday special!

-more to come soon.-

#masterlist #smut #x reader #fem reader #joel miller smut #tlou smut #ethan landry #euphoria smut #namor smut #spider man #spider verse #spider man 2099 #miguel ohara smut #mike schmidt fnaf #fnaf imagines #josh hutcherson imagine #josh hutcherson

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ggothgirlcliquee · 6 months

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ethan landry is andrew garfield’s spider-man. if you disagree, you’re wrong

#ethan landry x reader #ethan landry #spider-man ethan landry

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jackchampioncumpit · 1 year

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Jack Champion

#jack champion #man about town #avatar: the way of water #avatar #disney #spider #miles socorro #scream vi #scream 6 #ethan landry #ghostface

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lwritez · 11 months

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“MY MASKED HERO !”

—Chad Meeks-Martin

no ghost-face au & and ethan is kinda like ned/ganke (kinda rushed because I don’t feel like making a part 3)

part 2 , go read part 1

guys I can’t write to save my life please spare me!!😭

PAIRING:🕷️🕸️ Spider-Man!ChadMeeks-Martin x Fem!Reader

TW: none

SUMMARY: you go on a late night walk

TAGS: @theyluvvstu

after 2 nights ago , you couldn’t get your mind off the masked hero. it felt like you two had…some type of connection. you had a feeling that you knew him and he knew you. you were really hoping to see him again. and he was hoping to see you again as well. Although he already knew you, he felt like when he was behind that mask he could do anything.

even though you were friends with his sister you two didn’t really know each other as much. he was nervous to talk to you but he felt like he could when he was behind the mask. nobody really knew his feelings for you other than his best friend ethan.

“Dude you should talk to her.” ethan says sitting down on the couch while handing a soda to chad “I have spoken to her…it’s just—interrupted by ethan “i mean,not while in the spider suit.” while laughing and cracking open his can of soda. “I can’t, I get so nervous each time I see her.” He said taking a sip of his soda

“shouldn’t you be getting ready to go on night patrol, It’s getting kinda dark now” ethan says changing the subject completely while getting up to look outside the window. “oh shit e, you’re right” Chad gets up and rushes to his room to change into his suit. after he changes into his suit he jumps out the window and starts making his way through the city.

he was hoping he could find you

a lot was on your mind and you decided that you wanted to take a walk to take your mind off of things. You grabbed a hoodie and your headphones and started making your way out the house. “it’s cold as fuck out here…” mumbling to yourself. this time you decided to avoid the alleyway and walk on the street.

while walking you put the hood of your hoodie on and start listening to music. But all of a sudden you were startled by a web hooking onto your phone and pulling it up. You knew exactly who it was, you looked up to see the masked hero sitting on top of a lamp post.

“Well hey there spider boy” with a smile on your face since you were finally able to see the masked hero again. “Hey there pretty girl” he says while hopping off the lamp posts. that nickname made you a bit flustered. “so..what are you doing out here this late? I thought you learned your lesson from last time” slowly leaning into your face. you rolled your eyes “well… I was bored and I wanted to get my mind off of some things” you couldn’t lie, he was quite humorous. you start walking off

“Well..since you’re bored how about I walk with you?” he says while catching up to you. “Aren’t you supposed over be watching over the city or something?” rolling your eyes at him. “Yeah I should..but that can wait I wanna get to know you…” this makes you stop in your tracks and turn around to him

“Do you already know me?” you ask shamelessly . This makes him freeze completely not expecting you to ask such a thing “Uhm…n..no I don’t.” He starts freaking out. “You don’t have to lie I know you know me.” You say laughing. “Why do you think that?” He’s curious wanting to know how you were able to figure that out ”I don’t know I felt like we have some type of connection.” You saying that made his heart beat faster.

“I really like you y/n—-” you eyes widened at the sudden confession. you were confused as to why the masked hero confessing his love to you. “woah woah..I don’t even know who you are!!” quickly interrupting him before he could finish his confession. He takes off his mask and revealed his identity.

your eyes widened at the reveal “chad…?” in shocked that your best-friends brother was the one who saved your life that night and the one you had a tiny crush on. you couldn’t lie, chad was always attractive you just thought you’d never have a chance with him. He was a athletic good looking guy and he had good grades also. You always thought his type would be some preppy cheerleader or something—like in the movies.

and you were the complete opposite from a preppy cheerleader, but he still chose you.

your train of though was interrupted by chad

“I really do like you Y/N….” He was really nervous and kinda scared you would reject him. This made you laugh a little bit “why are you laughing” Chad says while getting more anxious “Because…this whole time YOU were Spider-Man?” this makes you laugh more and he starts laughing too “yeah…”

“You know chad, you’re really cute” you say shamelessly. This caught him off guard “w..what??” his eyes widening completely. you give a kiss on the cheek “I like you too spider boy.” his heart starts racing at a fast pace he felt like it was going to explode! You just confessed your feelings to him.

while you were walking away he catches up to you “can I walk you home?” he asks you with a big smile on his face. “I mean yeah I guess.” You interlock with his arm and you start walking to your house. you two were basically dating now, “so when’s the first date?” You ask while standing on your front porch. “How about..Thursday? We could go to the movies” he says while putting his hand behind his head. “Sure, but this time don’t come as Spider-Man come as yourself.” Winking at him “bye spider boy, I’ll see you later.”

“Bye pretty girl” he says while you’re shutting your door to go in for the night.

#scream franchise #scream #scream 6 #ethan landry #chad meeks x reader #spider man #lwritez

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certifiedlovergirlsstuff · 7 months

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girlieee your spiderman!ethan landry fics are literally my most favourite thing EVER!! I know you already made a fic like this but could you do a fic where it’s pouring rain, reader is sleeping and she hears a knock on her window and it’s Ethan🧍He’s got rips on his suit and some rips on his mask and he’s like scratched up and bleeding a lot so reader lets him inside to help patch him up? It’s all angsty but fluffy too (hurt/comforttt)😁 tooootally understand if you can’t write this, I have too much respect for you and your work to be upset haha!! ilyyy🤍

you know always helps to see if i could write similar scenarios in different context (i didn’t write any of the actual patching up, i hope that’s okay🫣). i hope i did your request the justice you deserve. and thank you so much for enjoying spider-man!ethan just as much as me and everyone else💗💗💗 (not proofread or spell checked, forgive my messy words)

used the prompts “let me explain-“ and “can you calm down?” from @urfriendlywriter

pairing: spider-man!ethan landry x fem!reader wc: 1.3k

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it was a gloomy day, morning to night, on this friday night in new york. luckily you only had one class in the late afternoon on campus so you were able to stay home the rest of the night. you cooked some grilled cheese for dinner, ate some ice cream, caught up on your show. then you showered, did some homework, read about two chapters on your new book as you laid in bed before sleepiness coated your eyelids and they fell shut.

you weren’t sure how long you were asleep, maybe thirty minutes to a few hours, you couldn’t tell. you smacked your lips a few times that were aching for gulps of cold water, so you made the short walk to the kitchen and chugged the water bottle in your hand.

with sluggish steps you made it back to your room ready to throw yourself back into bed. but then a noise caught your attention. you thought you were imagining it, brain working slower while rain beat against the side of your building harshly, but it came again. and again this time louder with urgency. you thought it was coming from your front door somehow, but movement by your window stopped you in place.

slow and small steps carried you closer and closer to the dark window until you could see someone sitting on your fire escape, someone colored in blue and red.

they waved when you were in view and you noticed all the cuts on his suit and mask. so you pushed the window up fast and yelled into the roaring wind, “spider-man!” and he yelled back, “hi! sorry i just need some place to wait out the storm and i stumbled here. i swear it’s me!” and he shot a web to the other side of the building to prove it.

so you moved aside and he climbed through the window then stood to his full height with a slight sway to his body. you held your hands out hesitantly, “uh, you wanna sit down?”

“if- if i can, that’d be great.” he sounded winded and tired. you grabbed his wrist and guided him to your desk chair and he sank into the seat, leaned his head back with his eyes to the ceiling.

your eyes followed the slow up and down of his chest, “i think i already know this answer, but are you okay?” wringing your fingers together with your teeth biting into your bottom lip.

spider-man took a deep inhale that was followed by a shaky exhale. he did that two more times before adjusting his seating, his palms resting on his thighs as his bug eyes stared at you. “i’m gonna take off my mask-“ “wait, what?”

he continued, “i don’t want you to freak out, y/n.” now you were even more nervous, “how do you know-“ and before you could finish your sentence spider-man yanked his mask off and underneath sat a pillow of sweaty brown curls along with watchful brown eyes.

you couldn’t speak, your lips parted but no sound came out. hands moved to cover your mouth while frantic pupils took in this new development. ethan landry was spider-man. the boy you sit next to in your shared english class. the boy that causes your heart to beat faster than normal at just the mention of his name.

it felt like your brain went through five stages of emotions in five seconds. confusion, worry, upset, butterflies, then finally anger.

eyes that were wide as saucers now narrowed as you dropped your hands to your sides and stared down the superhero boy as you yelled, “what the fuck, ethan!”

he held his arms out like you were a dangerous animal. “okay, i know it’s a lot-“ you scuffed at the words, “a lot? yeah it’s a lot! your fucking spider-man and haven’t told any of us!”

he cringed and brought a hand to his neck while looking away. “actually… chad knows…”

a beat before- “get the fuck out.” stone cold face and voice. ethan jumped from the chair on unsteady feet, “y/n, just calm down and-“ “don’t fucking tell me to calm down! i’m pissed at you and your telling me to calm down?”

ethan sighed before sitting back in your chair. you stayed standing with your arms tight across your chest, nostrils flaring and wishing you had laser eyes. though your mind was worried about ethan’s health and his injuries, but you had to hold your ground.

“y/n,” he said with a plea, “just- just let me explain. or whatever you want the answer to, i’ll give it. just… please y/n.”

a clench to your jaw before moving to sit on your bed, arms still crossed over your heart. “fine, but i just have one question?” ethan sat up straighter, eyes alight. “anything.”

“why didn’t you tell me?” body slumping and face softening. “do you not trust me? i wouldn’t have told-“

“no, no. it’s not…” ethan moved from the chair to beside you on your bed. your knees knocked together and you dropped your arms to sit in your lap, fingers picking at your pajama pants.

“the only reason chad knows is ‘cause he’s my roommate. and he walked into my room before i could hide the suit.” ethan hesitated before setting his left palm on your thigh just above your knee. your eyes staring at the red fabric and ethan watching the side of your face. “i didn’t tell you because i don’t want you involved.”

looking away from his hand and to his face, his scratched and bruised face. “oh, ethan,” reaching out to cup his cheeks.

his gloves hands fell atop yours, “people that know about me being spider-man… it puts a target on their back. and i didn’t want anyone to know, but when chad found out i tried really hard to make sure spider-man wasn’t seen around him. but with you especially… i could never forgive myself if something were to happen. i need you in my life.”

“i just… you could’ve told me and i would help you with all this.” referring to his damaged skin. “do you do it yourself or does chad help?”

ethan glances down, “i do it myself. unless it’s some place i can’t reach i’ll ask chad for help. he kinda says the same things, wants to help me.”

your thumbs stroked his cheeks, “it’s cause we care about you, ethan. we don’t like seeing you in pain and we don’t want to think about… losing you.” throat constricting from the emotions growing.

ethan grips your wrist, “hey, hey. you won’t lose me. i’ve been doing this for three years now. i can handle myself.” making sure his eyes look directly into yours to convey his words.

a tear drops, “doesn’t mean i won’t worry about your safety all the time now.” eyes zeroing in on a cut along his lip, “now, why don’t i clean you up. seems you’ve had a stressful night.” and ethan huffed a laugh at that, “you could say that.”

you guided ethan to lay on your bed, his grunts and groans twist your insides. you smooth a hand over an unmarred spot on his chest, “i’ll get some bandages and rubbing alcohol. best we can do for the night.” and you moved to leave, but ethan wrapped his hand around your wrist keeping you close as he whispered, “thank you. i owe you.”

a scrunch of your brows at his words, “no, no you don’t owe me. i’m here for you always. and i know you’ll be here for me. that’s all we need.” nudging a knuckle at his chin, sharing a special smile.

“just rest while i take care of you, bug boy.” leaning down to press puckered lips to ethan’s temple, just below his curly bangs. pulling away, ethan smiles dazedly, “bug boy?”

you pulled away from his touch and shrugged as you walked to exit your bedroom, “gotta give you a new nickname. can’t keep letting the title spider-man get to your head.”

ethan landry taglist: @astrxq / @websterss / @teenagedramaqueenlisa

#ethan landry #ethan landry x fem!reader #ethan landry fluff #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry oneshot #ethan landry angst #ethan landry scream 6 #ethan landry fic #ethan landry blurb #ethan landry scream #jack champion #scream 6 x reader #spider man au #spider man!ethan landry

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