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Or Nah (18+ minors dni!)

Dom!Ethan Landry x Sub!F!Reader

W/C - 1 K

Warnings - Alcohol and Drug usage, smut, p in v, choking kink, oral (m!receiving), bimbo!Reader, unsafe sex, pull out method, breeding kink

Or Nah by Ty Dolla $ign (feat. The Weeknd, Wiz Khalifa and Dj Mustard)

!!!! IS NOT A REAL STORY, DO NOT USE OR HAVE COCAINE UNLESS IT IS LEGAL TO DO SO WHERE YOU LIVE !!!!

Summary - You went to the club with your friend to unwind of the week, then you meet Ethan, the nerdy guy who sits in the back of your econ class, but he doesn't seem so nerdy when Alcohol is in his system....

➶✺。Are we fucking when we leave the club or nah?

➶✺。Can you lick the tip then throat the dick, or nah? 

You were what most people would call a bimbo, a hot one, you loved going to clubs and finding any boy to go home with that night. But this night, you kind of just wanted to wind down, have a couple drinks, that was until you saw Ethan. "Ok, so your besties with Anika's sister?" Ethan asks you, taking a long sip of his drink afterwards. You nod and then sit down at his booth which he invited you too.

"Yep! I practically lived with them in highschool!" You exclaim, he then takes in all your features, just long enough for you to notice. "Why are you so different now? Like at the club, you usually are like so awkward in class." "The alcohol, it like gives me a confidence boost, I don't know." He smirks. "I also just happen to be a big ass flirt sometimes." He shrugs and you let out a loud laugh.

"I can't believe it." "Well, I've managed to get you here, haven't I?" You look at him in shock, he has, he flirted with you as soon as he saw you take a seat at the bar next to him. "So are you like into me or something?" "You sweet, dumb thing, of course I am." Ethan smirks, he then moves closer to you, his face somewhat inches away from yours.

"Guysss!" Tara hisses, making you and Ethan pull apart almost instantly. "I got coke!" She slurs. "Please don't yell that babe." Chad smiles at her. Chad and Tara sit down at the booth and smirk at you both. "You guys in?" Tara asks you.

"Fuck it! Why the hell not?" You smirk at them. Tara wraps her arms around you and smiles. "I love you, Y/n. have I ever told you that. Everyone is such a fucking downer sometimes." Tara slurs at you. "Ethan, are you in?" Chad asks Ethan. "No thanks, I'd rather not get arrested." He shrugs and you frown at him. "What?!" He says as he notices your frown, putting his hands up defenselessly as Tara joins your pouting look.

"Ok, why the fuck not?" He gives up as Tara starts doing the lines of the powder out of the bag. She rolls up a 1 dollar note and then puts it almost in her nose and sucks it up nicely. "Your turn!" She smiles at you, and you take the dollar from her. You do like two lines with everyone else before you leave to get another drink. You go back to see Ethan now by himself. "Eth." You slur at him. "Do you feel fucking amazing? Cause I feel fucking amazing."

You put yourself on his lap and he blushes slightly. You wrap your arms around his neck and smile at him. "I do feel pretty good." He smiles at you. "Do you want to go back to my place?" You ask him, he looks at you shocked. "To do what?" "To do this."

You press your lips against his and it feels like an instant euphoria. He tastes like strawberry and vodka, the combination of what he has been drinking all night, you loved the taste of him and as he pulled you onto his lap properly so your straddling him, your lips were back onto his. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he placed his hands on your waist.

His lips go down to your neck and then he picks you up like you weight as much as a feather and takes you to one of the club bathrooms and locks the door. "I don't think I can wait till we get to your house, Y/N."

"That's fine." You breathe out, pressing your lips quickly against his, he places you on the sink and goes in between your legs. His lips go to your neck and you're instantly trying to get his jacket off. You then press your lips back on his and then push him lightly off you to get on your knees. The whole situation feels rushed, but you love feeling the excitement shoot through your veins as you slowly undo his belt.

You pull out the belt and then place it on the floor as you slowly unbutton his pants, as you pull them down, his cock his strained against his boxers, already hard. "Hard for me already Baby?" You ask him, your words in a slur. He sucks in a breath as you come up to give him a kiss as you palm him through his boxers.

You then go back onto your knees and pull down his boxers, his cock springs out and is larger than you thought it would be. You kiss the tip and then he lets out a little groan. You then take him in your mouth and then he lets out a louder groan. He then takes a handful of your hair in his hand and supports your movements lightly forcing a bit of pressure on your head.

"Shit, Y/N." Ethan groans. "Your mouth is taking me so well baby..." You feel his cock twitch in your mouth and that's when you know he's close, so you quicken your movements and his grip on your hair tightens.

"Are you fine if I cum in your mouth?" He asks and you nod. It almost felt overwhelming when you felt his cock twitch almost uncontrollably and a salty taste fills your senses. You slowly glide your lips and mouth off his cock, he groans.

You spit it out into the sink, the taste slowly lingering but dissipating in your mouth. He grabs your thighs. “That was hot baby.” Ethan purrs. “You’d look so fucking sexy with pregnant my child.” He pulls your body closer to his. The space between him and you slowly shrinking in size. He pulls you up onto the sink with him. He kisses your neck. His touch and kisses makes a sense of butterflies flow through your stomach.

“Eth…we should stop…someone could walk in…” You say, your voice meek and quiet. He scoffs out a hearty laugh. “But do you want too?” He asks, his voice deep. You nod. “Then what’s the issue?”

“There…isn’t one then..” you say, you look at the door. He grabs your chin, he can read your expression instantly. “No need to be worried about people coming in. We’ll be quick.” He purrs into your ear. He slowly pulls your body onto his so you’re straddling him. As he does this, he pulls up your dress so it’s resting at your hips.

He slowly pulls your underwear to the side. He hums in appreciation. He positions you so your hovering over his hard cock. He lowers you so he slowly enters you. You gasp and he groans.

Someone knocks on the door. “Who’s there?” You ask. You hear a slur of a voice behind that door. “I need to pee.” Tara slurs. “Who ever is in there. Get out pleaseeee.”

you slowly crawl off his lap. You pull your dress and panties to the side. “Fuck you Tara.” Ethan grumbles.

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I'll think i'll take the chance

Yall stay safe im taking one for the team.

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Ghostface Ethan headcannons

Ghostface!Ethan X Fem!Ghostface!Reader

NSFW and SFW

Warnings - Fluff and smut, pervy Ethan. Dom!Ethan X Sub!Reader,

SFW

+ When you arrived at Blackmore with the 'Core four', you met Ethan trying to help Chad settle in

+ Let's just say he took a 'quick' liking to you

+ You had always thought he was a cool person and you thought you both had connection with each other

+ You definitely flirted with him a lot

+ He would always be like flustered by what you're saying to him, and you would just laugh and leave him there

+ He would find it frustrating but cute at the same time

+ Then one day, your teeny tiny crush on him slipped out while talking to Tara

"Really, Y/N? The Nerd?""I dunno what it is."

+ And this is when she told Chad, and oh boy he was so happy because Ethan told him the same thing about you

+ Him and Tara worked on this plan for a whole week just for you two to get together

+ You were basically in love with him by the time they started the plan

+ You and Ethan were in the library, and he was explaining Econ to you because you had 'no' idea what you were doing in this class, and you just 'desperately' needed his help iykyk

+ You liked seeing him ramble on about Econ and all this other shit that he was interested in

+ Anyway, Ethan started to notice you were just watching him talk and pointed you out for it

"Do you even need my help?" He teased you, making your cheeks go a dark red.

"Yes, I really do, I just hate Econ."

+ Ethan wasn't buying it

"Let's leave, I don't think your paying much attention to me anyways."

Oh boy you were, just not in the way he wants.

"I am, I promise."

+ Eventually, Ethan started rambling on again and you continued watching him

+ He would totally fiddle with his fingers after figuring out you were watching him

+ This is when Tara and Chad saw you guys sitting and just chatting about Econ

+Chad stole Ethan and Tara stole you

+They both lead you to the same place but in different ways and directions

"Tara, where are we going, I have to go back and study."

"Studying can wait girl."

+ This is when Tara threw you into a closet and locked the door

+ This is when you realized it is a weirdly huge closet

"Chad let me out! This isn't funny bro!" You hear Ethan yell. You slowly walk around to see him banging on another door.

"Ethan..." You mumble, he turns around and looks at you.

"Y/N!" He slowly walks up to you and smiles brightly.

"Did Tara put you in here?" He asks and you nod. "Of course."

+ He notices that you both go set up almost straight away and that surprised you, he usually doesn't notice things straight away

+ The dimly lit closet and his face together to you was bliss

+ You could look at him and get away with it!

+ Not until he decides to break the silence

"Can I tell you something Y/N." He says and you nod. "You've been my friend for like ever, and I couldn't help for me to sometimes...well, fuck... most of the time, want it to be more."

+ You kissed him right then and there

+ Let's just you both had built up feelings

+ You both kissed until Tara and Chad opened up the door and you and Ethan kind of runed out

+ But you didn't rush the time that you had

+ You both down at the table and Tara and Chad kind of didn't matter to you both anymore

+ You both finished up studying and ended up chilling at your apartment

+ You both watched a movie but ended up just talking and or making out

+ You would go to his dorm or vice versa and would watch movies together

+ Baby, Sweetie, Princess and Doll. Those are the type of names he would call you

+ Then the Ghostface killings started

+ You 'knew' he wasn't Ghostface

+ Even though he leave and then dead people will pop on the news the night he left

+ And sometimes the people that have died would be guys that you have talked to the day before

+ But Ethan is sweet and kind and could never hurt a fly

+ You guys would cuddle all the time

+ And he would try to make you feel as safe and comfortable as possible

+ He always made you feel safe and comfortable anyways so the way he was trying to do more was just perfect to you

+ Whenever you guys would fight, he'd leave and then come back with some roses or chocolates

+ One fight he left and didn't come back, and you were starting to get worried

+ Until your phone started to ring

+ You picked it up and you heard a voice you never wanted to hear

"Hey Y/N, I saw your little fight with Ethan." Ghostface says.

"Leave me alone." You half yell, not wanting anyone to hear.

"Come on doll." Ghostface whispers.

"Why the fuck did you just call me that?"

+ Then someone knocks on your door

+ You open it and to your surprise, Ethan, in a Ghostface costume, with blood, lots of it

+ Let's just say the shock you got, you couldn't even process it

"Look, I would never hurt you Y/N, I just need you to understand that this is who I am."

"Yes, But no, what the fuck?" You mumble, he takes more steps to get closer to you and you take more steps back until you're in a corner.

"Come on, Y/N I love you."

+ It took you a while, but you got used to it

NFSW

+ Before you guys started dating, he would steal your underwear and you would have no clue

+ You would look for them and then they would pop up again the next day

+ Whenever you would call him, he would jerk off to your voice, you never noticed this until one time, there was such a clear moan coming from his end of the line

"Y/N." He moans.

"Ethan?" You cough awkwardly

+ He immediately stopped and claimed he was doing nothing and you would just brush it off

+ When you both started dating, he would do things that would turn you on and him at the same time like rubbing your bodies together to form friction

+ He would always make little remarks at your outfits

"Baby, that outfit look's so good on you, I can't wait to eat you out in it later." He winks.

"Come 'ere doll, I want to fuck you, you look so good."

+ But they somehow would always turn you on so much that you didn't even want to go out

+ The group had a joke about the most innocent couple and that was you guys

+ Little did they know that you both were fucking anywhere you could

+ You even fucked on Sam's bed!

+ Until one day you got caught fucking

+ Everyone knew you both were dating but not fucking every chance you had between yourselves

+ Anyway, I see him as a choking, dob but sub if he wants to, knife play type of guy

+ Like, once you knew he was Ghostface, he fucked you in the costume

+ I could also see him carving his itinals under your tits

+ God, any noise you make turns him on so much

+ Even if it is just a tiny whimper or muffled moan

+ But he goes crazy when you moan into his skin, he loves feeling the vibrations and everything

+ He'd fuck you anywhere like I said

+ If he met your parents, he'd totally be a dick and like turn you on by like rubbing his fingers on your inner thigh or just completely fingering you

+ He honestly would love the way you would cough to stop any noise from coming out of your mouth

"Ethan!" You yell whisper, "The fuck are you doing?"

"Y/N, no whispering at the dinner table." Your dad says. "Anything you want to say to Ethan you can say to us."

+ The self-control this man had to have for him not to tell everyone that he was finger fucking you

+ But he knew that you would probably dump him

+ And you never met his parents (Jee, i wonder why?)

+ He would fuck the shit out of you if you pissed him off

"Come on, use that dirty mouth on me now if you have no trouble saying shit like that to me when were in a fight"

+ And he would always make do want he wants (But he'd still make you get there in the end

A.N - Just smt while I finish Y.J.N.M.T Part 4. That might be the final part because I'm done with that seires ngl. Pleae request smt. If you requested the JJ thing. I'm working on that, it is almost done. I'm also adding a new fiction to my list and that is The Summer I Turned Pretty. Jeremiah Fisher, Steven Coklin and Conrad Fisher

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Why can't you stop? Part 1 NSFW

Sociopath!Ethan Landry X Innocent reader

W/C - 1.0K

Summary - You've started to notice some recent changes in Ethans behavior towards you and he can't help but watch you from afar.

Warnings - Kissing, stalking, kind of pervy Ethan, almost bimbo Y/N and Female masturbation.

A/N - First part of the new series!!! if any of yall are looking for the last part of my other ethan series, that is coming soon.

*next part

Ethan Landry, he's a guy that your friends with, you'd like to say that he's almost your best friend. But he would just say that your just friends.

He's sitting there, on his seat in the library, his head in his econ books. "Hey Ethan?" You smile at him. He looks up a little and then smiles back. "Hey, what's up?"

Ethan closes his books and smiles. "Can you help me with this bit?" You ask him. He grabs the book softly and gets a highlighter and starts to highlight important parts on the text your professor gave you both.

"This should help you; I think this is all the really important things." He hums, he slides the book back over to you and you read all the things he highlighted, and they actually helped you.

~Time skip~

It was two months after you both at the library and the whole group is at Tara's and something seems off about Ethan, he seems cold and distracted, like something was bothering him and he couldn't let it go.

"Eth?" You ask him with a soft voice. "Are you ok?" He swiftly moves his head to take a look at you and nods his head. You seem confused and want to get into this some more.

He seems quiet and you have no idea why or what's wrong. "Ethan, are you sure? You've been so quiet today and you seem all uncomfy, if anything is wrong, please tell me. I really want to know if you-"

You get cut off by him grabbing your chin and making you face him as he's looming over you on the couch. "Stop it. Ok? Stop this innocent act, I know about your mind and how dirty it is. I just know you touch yourself under the covers of your bed at night." He whispers.

You actually had no idea what he's talking about, but the way his face was almost inches from touching yours, you wanted to kiss him. "I-I don't know what you're talking about." You stutter lightly, you eyes fixated on his lips and your mind fixated on how you wanted to press yours against his.

"Yes, yes you do. You touch yourself, when no one else can see, don't you?" He asks in a rough whisper, his dark brown eyes bearing into yours. You shake your head, and he lets go of your chin and sits back down at his spot. "Search it up tonight, when you get home."

Tara comes in, drunk out of her mind and you smile a little at the woman now spread out on the couch. "How much did she have to drink?" You ask Chad.

"Not that much, I think she just took some molly." Chad explains and you don't want to ask what molly is, so you grab your stuff and say your goodbyes to everyone, even Ethan, who seems a little touchier after the interaction you had with him before almost mere moments ago.

"Where are you going?" Tara asks you, with a slight slur in her voice. You chuckle a little at the drunkenness on the couch and you explain to her you're going home.

"I'm going home, I'm pretty tired and I have econ almost first thing in the morning." You explain, you then walk out the door and leave. As you get to your apartment and Ethan is waiting at your door, you get confused. "H-How? I left before you."

"I know a short cut," He starts. He's playing with a knife in his hands, this didn't seem good to you. Your eyes flash between the knife and his eyes, really confused on what was happening. "Oh," He chuckles. "Don't worry, this is just a little toy thing."

He places the knife in his pocket, and he steps closer to you and cups your chin to force you to look at his eyes and nowhere else. "What are you going to do to me?" You ask him, your voice coming out terrified and in a whisper.

Ethan groans a little. "Don't say that." He orders, his eyes becoming darker. You nod your head a little and he presses his lips against yours, his kiss filled with lust and desire for more.

He grasps your waist and pulls his body closer to yours, the way your lips move together was heaven and it stopped as his phone rang. He pushes you away and then grabs his phone out of his other pocket, saying nothing as he left.

You walk into your house, lightly brushing your fingers against your lips as you placed your keys down. Ethan Landry just kissed you. But what happened before the kiss, why he was holding a knife, was terrifying for you to think enough of. You brain then remembers what he told you before, you grab your computer out and open the lid, opening the google search engine.

You search up 'women touching herself'. God, why were you doing this? You couldn't, but as soon as you hit enter, your eyes go wide. This is what Ethan thinks you do at night? Well, he was wrong, not even close, usually you would just watch something, fall asleep on the couch and wake up in your bed.

And now that you think about it, how did you get to your bed?

As you click on a video, your curiosity taking over you, you can't help but just lower a hand down through your shorts and panties to the place where the woman on your screen also had their hands.

You start to follow their hand movements and move your fingers in a circular movement, shit, this felt good to you. And why did you hate it?

This felt so wrong, but so right at the same time, the feeling was slowly becoming overwhelming as you kept moving your fingers. You let out a whispered moan and your body started shaking. As you watch the video intently, you slowly came from an orgasm, moaning a little bit louder this time.

You slowly pull your fingers away from the spot of pleasure and realize what you have just done to yourself.

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Why Can't You Stop Part 2 (NSFW)

Sociopath!Ethan Landry X Innocent!F!reader

W/C - 1.5 K

Summary - You've started to notice some recent chnges in Ethans behavior towards you and he can't help but watch you from afar.

Warnings - Making out, kinda foreplay but like nothing happens, fluff, kinda smut, angst, stalking, perv ethan, inno but kinda bimbo y/n, blood and gore, underage drinking, mentions of stalking

A/N - I'm open to requests guys!

*first part

*last partt (COMING SOON)

You couldn't deny it, ever since that moment on your porch with Ethan, everything has been awkward, well for you anyways. Ethan hasn't said a word and it's been three weeks since everything happened. You wanted him to talk to you about it.

"Y/N, what's up? you've been awfully quiet today." Tara notes, everyone at the dinner table then looks at you, all the conversation in the dining room coming to a complete stop. You hated how he was just sitting there and having a conversation with anyone but you.

"Nothing, it's just...there's someone on this table who won't even fucking talk to me, and I don't know what the hell I did!" You half yell. Ethan's eyes go wide in shock as he squirms in his chair. You get up and sigh. "I'm tired, I'm going home, bye guys."

"Oh, bye..." Mindy trails off, as you start to leave and start to close the door, someone's doc martins stop the door from fully closing. "Ethan, please, just leave me be." You say and he chuckles.

"You know I could never do that." He says in a dark tone as he starts to walk with you. "Look, about me not taking to you...you're a distraction Y/N, a big one and there's some big shit going on and I can't date you, it'll get in the way of everything."

"You could've told me that two or possibly one week ago, but now! I thought I did something wrong! I thought I fucked up and you hated me! But no, it's because your too worried about some big thing you have going on!" You rant, you didn't even care how selfish that sounded to yourself. He should've told you.

"Look, I know, but let me walk you home." He asks and you nod. You were terrified of New York streets at night, all the alley ways and homeless people who your parents taught you that they'll kidnap you if you're walking on the streets alone at night. Horrible plan really, now your terrified of them in general.

The rest of the walk to your little apartment is silent, until you get to the door. "Shit, I forgot my keys and Chad is staying over at Sam's, can I chill here?" Ethan asks. You slightly grimace at the idea of him staying over. You don't want him to kiss you and never talk to you for ages again. You nod your head and open the door.

Why couldn't Ethan just stay over at Sam's as well? "I was probably just going to watch a movie, if you wanted to join, you could...if you wanted too." You say to Ethan as you shift on your feet, the tension thickening in the air.

"Yeah, sure! Thanks for the offer." Ethan smiles and you smile awkwardly. As you both get settled in on the couch, you play a random movie as you both are on the other ends of the couch, furthest away from each other. "Look, Y/N, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have ghosted you and I certainly should've talked to you."

You sigh a little and he moves closer to you on the couch and grabs your hand. He slowly starts to caress the back of your head with his thumb lightly. "You really should've." You squeak. He pouts a little and then shifts his position so he's facing you directly. He then moves his hand up to your cheek, watching you carefully. Unwantedly, butterflies flutter in your stomach making you regret everything about this decision. His face slowly leans in and closes the gap of space between you both and his lips meet yours.

You kiss him back and let the pleasure take over you. He cups the back of your neck, and he slides his tongue across your bottom lip, slowly but surely, earning a light moan from you. You were going insane, he touches you, treats you like a precious piece of stone and then degrades you when he feels like it. And some reason why, you lusted for it, every bit of attention he could give you wanted. As he lightly pulls of his shirt and then starts to unbutton yours, you grab his neck and kiss his jawline.

As your shirt is fully of your body, Tara slams the door open with Chad, Mindy and Anika and she screams "Party time Y/N! Shit- Sorry did I interrupt something?" You and Ethan scurry off each other and just like that, his other side hides away again. You weren't ready for the next moments of the day.

You got ready in your room with Tara and Mindy, Anika was getting snacks in your kitchen. "So, are we going to talk about the elephant in the room?" Mindy says. "Yeah, Ethan's boner." Tara laughs and I stare at her wide eyed. Mindy laughs a little. "When? When did this start? We need details"

"I don't know, a couple weeks ago he came to my apartment and we kissed." You shrug. Mindy looks shocked and Tara looks confused. "Wait- virgin, shy, would never kiss a girl, Ethan?" Mindy asks and I nod. "But he wasn't like that, he was brave, endearing and kind of psychotic."

"That's crazy." Anika says, walking in with a bowl of chips. "No, cause like he doesn't seem like that kind of guy." You smile a little and nod. "He really doesn't." You smile.

You all arrive to the party, everything becoming a blur as a red cup gets placed in your hands and quickly gets switched out for a new one once you've finished.

After a while, you start to notice a blonde guy in the corner, taking a slow interest in you, staring at you, biting his lip when he looks at you and he slowly starts to walk his way over. "Hey, wanna dance?" The guy asks, you shake your head, having a slight feeling that you know how this is going to pan out.

"No thank you, I'm just going to stand here and wait for my boyfriend." You lie, it wasn't a full lie, you were waiting for Ethan, and you wanted to talk to him about what you guys were. Someone's hands crawl around your waist and a pair of lips attach to your neck.

"Hey babyy." Ethan slurs from behind you, "Please don't give my girlfriend anymore trouble bro, or tomorrow morning there'll be an ice pack on your face." The guy puts his hands up in the air defenselessly and walks away. You giggle lightly and turn around and you wrap your arms around Ethan's neck. Your lips meet with Ethan's and you couldn't contain yourself to a slight moan as the alcohol or your reaction to all this fizzles in the pit of your stomach.

You smile as you pull away and smirk, "Want to ditch and go back to my place?" He asks and you shake your head. "Nope, I'm here for Tara and the girls, I am here for them." "Then, meet me up in the first bedroom in ten minutes, there will be a great surprise for you." He winks as he pulls away from you and walks up the stairs.

After about ten minutes of finishing two drinks, you start to walk up the stairs, you also start to realize that you haven't seen the blonde guy ever since that thing between him and Ethan. You open the door to the first bathroom and your eyes open wide in shock.

The blonde was there, you close the door as blood was everywhere, his body was teared apart, and he was eating his own eyes as trails of blood flowed down his face and you can't help but scream. There ghost face was in all his glory and as the mask was removed, you gasp.

The curly haired boy you had just kissed was behind the mask. "E-Ethan, why?" You ask, terrified of all the possibilities of what could happen to you. The knife was still in his hands, and it was same one from that night on the porch, people died that night as well from an infamous ghost face killer.

"Well, baby, let me start from the start." He half slurs. He walks around you and starts playing with strands of your hair. You flinch at him touching you. "When I saw you for the first time, I knew you were the one for me baby, I started watching you, stealing things of yours, then my, what you call them, my co-workers were going on about killing you and we just couldn't have that, you mean way too much to me."

He then places kisses on your neck and traces the knife across your cheek, blood spreading from the blonde that was in front of you. "So, I killed them, it wasn't a part of the plan, baby. But I knew you'd be safe. You're just so trusting and it's sad to see people hit on you and you just fucking stand there, so I killed all of them, it really helped me get rid of my anger."

You sob as you see the dead person in front of you. "Why would you kill people for me?" You ask and Ethan chuckles. "Because...baby...you're like a drug."

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Could you do hate sex with ethan landry? Like ethan landry is y/n's brother's best friend and they're always bickering until y/n pisses ethan off and they end up having "hate sex", but really it's just both of their overwhelming feelings for eachother? Thank you! (Only if you're comfortable with it btw)

I want to see you squirm NSFW

Bbf!Ethan Landry X F!Meeks-Martin!Reader

W/C - 1.5k

Summary - Ethan hates you, but so you think.

Warnings - Slut shaming, angst, smut, vibrator use and kind of oral f receiving, cheating on people, overstimulation,

a/n - y/n is a bimbo and Ethan is older by like 2 years. (AFTER ETHAN FINSHES COLLEGE, Y/N IS A SEINOR AT BLACKMORE)

You walk into your childhood house, home to your mother, Matha. "Back in Woodsboro." You say to yourself. You place your bags down and Chad's best friend, Ethan Landry, walks in, in nothing but a pair of sweatpants.

You hated Ethan, but you couldn't help but stare at him.

"What the hell are you doing here?" You ask angrily. Ethan chuckles and looks at you. He turns off his phone and smiles bitchly at you. "Your Mother was so kind to me to let me stay a little."

"And for how long?" You ask him another question while crossing your arms. He smirks a little. You Mother opens the front door and squeals as she lays eyes on you.

"Y/N! Your here! See you've met Ethan." She smiles, you didn't want to disappoint her by acting sour towards the guy, so you force a smile and hug her a little.

"We've already met." You say happily. Ethan's eyes go wide in shock at your response to her, seeming surprised in how quickly your attitude changed. But he seems to cover it up quickly as he smirks and says.

"Yeah, when she first laid eyes on me, she looked like she was in love, it was cute really." Ethan smirks and your jaw drops quickly. Your mother's phone rings, and she steps outside, ignoring your look at Ethan.

"You wish." You scoff. "You totally wish I like you." Ethan scoffs back at you and smirks a little. He rolls his eyes and grabs your bags and walks back up the stairs, to your room you're guessing.

"Ok, so, I have to go again, Chad and Mindy will be back in two hours, I'll be back in three." Your mum says, smiling brightly. She yells her goodbyes to Ethan who is still upstairs and leaves. She cannot leave you here with him.

You go upstairs and see your bag on your bed and see Ethan is nowhere to be found. You put a bikini on and walk down to the pool with a towel. You place the towel on a lounge chair just outside the pool and sit at the edge with your legs in the water. "What are you doing?" Ethan asks you, coming outside. You roll your eyes and fully emerge yourself into the water.

"Swimming, you dumbass." You say sarcastically. "You know, I thought a lot about what you said before and I probably would like you if you weren't a fucking dickhead."

"I'm the dickhead?" He scoffs, "Why do you hate me again?" He waits a little for you to say something. "That's what I thought, you don't even have a goddamn reason you don't like me. Yet you fucking hate me for some unknown reason. Atleast I'm not a slut."

"Ethan, look-" You trail off, seeing him storming back inside. You get out of the pool and dry yourself; you didn't really care about him calling you a slut, people call you a slut all the time, you're just wanting to find Ethan and explain to him why, he was right though, you didn't have a reason, you probably never will. But there's something about him that just pulls him to you and that's why you hate him, not because of him, because of how he attracts you and you even though you've dated your boyfriend for about a year, you've just somehow really wanted Ethan.

You knock on his door and sigh as you open it. As soon as you open the door, his lips are on yours. "Don't even say anything, just shut up you slut, if you think I'm the dickhead, I'll fuck it out of you."

"Eth...Please...I'm dating someone." You let out between kisses. He chuckles against your lips and slides his tongue into your mouth. You place your hands on his abs and places his hands on your waist, you two non-stop kissing each other.

"Then, why are you kissing me back?" He asks you and your lost for words. Why was he always right? You get more into the kiss and your tongues are fighting a little. "This little bikini is kind of asking for it." You shrug as his lips go to your jawline, him fiddling with the tie on your back for your bikini. "Really, you're going to say nothing?"

"Why would you care really?" You smirk, he's enjoying this, you can tell. He slowly kisses your neck, bringing your body closer to his by pulling your hips.

"You're such a slut, fucking annoying." He curses while breathing at your neck, lightly pressing kisses as he pulls you down as he undoes your bikini. "But your mine."

You're almost shocked by that. He slowly gets off you and looks through your bag that you brought. He pulls out a vibrator, out of all things. He turns it on and smirks at you. "Now, I want to see you squirm."

He places the turned-on vibrator through the material of the swimsuit at your panties and you moan out lightly. It wasn't enough to make you squirm, just enough to make you lust for more and Ethan knows that.

"Please..." You beg, your hands grabbing at his body. He chuckles and brings his lips up to yours. "You're such a slut, you don't even deserve this, but I'm going to fuck you in ways your boyfriend never could and never will be able too."

He moves the swimsuit bottoms to side and places the vibrator on your flesh. You moan, the vibrator being on the highest frequency. "Now, don't cum until I tell you too." He orders you. "Your pussy so pretty," He mumbles, his lips on your tits. "All mine."

You moan out again, you start to feel your stomach start to clench and you grab Ethan's shoulders. He slowly drags the vibrator up and down your folds, making you rise up to your high. "Now, I want to hear you beg, beg for me Y/N."

"P-please Ethan, I need too.." You moan out, Ethan darkly chuckles at you. "Now, how long until you squirm?" Ethan places a kiss on your lower stomach. "I am...""You are, your being a good girl, but only because your getting what you want. I don't think your going to be getting much sleep tonight."

And boy was he right...

A/N - Clearing out some drafts, we should have about three things coming out in the next week. :PPPP

🎯 - @idky5

[wonderful-writers-au]

It's what you deserve.

Ethan Landry X f!Reader

No Spoilers

W/C - 1.4 k

Summary - You and Ethan are watching a movie and he confesses something that makes you forget about the movie.

Warings - Second pov, Smut (P in V), Oral (Fem receiving), Fingering, Breed kink, slight choking kink, Dom!Ethan X Sub!Reader, mention of male masturbation.

!!MINORS DNI!!

You knock on Ethan door to his apartment, and he opens it straight away. His face lights up as soon as he sees you and you smile right back.

"Hey! What movie should we watch?" You ask, your voice sounding higher pitched then normal. You put your tote bag down and Ethan shrugs at you. "Where's Chad?"

"He's with Tara, in his exact words. He said 'We're going to hook up so invite Y/n.'" He explains and you nod. Something was definitely going on between them and what Ethan just said confirmed your suspicions.

"I have a movie!" You exclaim, your body sitting down as Ethan's does too. He rises his eyebrows at you and smirks.

"Really?" He asks, you look at him and nod. "What is it?"

"To all the boys I've loved before. Best movie." You smile. He looks at you with admiration in his eyes and you don't really give it much thought. "It's the perfect love story, the couple fake-"

Ethan puts a finger to your lips and shushes you lightly. "Don't spoil it for me." You look at him and nod. He smiles at you, and you can't help but notice how cute he is. Your crush on him has lasted longer than your usual crushes, your other ones would last a couple of weeks. Whenever you guys would hang out just the two of you guys, Ethan would always give these cute looks and your heart would practically be thrown out at him. A couple days ago you were talking to Tara about Ethan and just then she realized how much of a huge crush you had on the guy. 'So, do you want to fuck him?' She asked you.

"I guess I won't then." You smile. He nods and goes onto Netflix. "Is it on here?" You nod and he smiles at you. He puts the movie on and turns the TV up just the tiniest bit. You solidly watch the movie until the bit where Lara Jean realizes the box is gone. Ethan wraps his hand around your waist and smiles at you. He pulls you in closer into his body.

Butterflies flutter in your stomach as you smile back. "Who took it, Y/N?" He whispers in your ear, and you shudder at the feeling it sent shivers down your spine. "You said for no spoils Ethan."

"Come on..." He smirks. "Tell me and I'll tell you something." You laugh and shake your head. "Like what?"

"Something." He says, his smirk growing. Little did you know, he was about to confess to you. It's something that has been eating him from the inside out, He's never denied his feelings for you. But at the moment, the feeling is becoming overwhelming, him feeling the need to jerk off at the thought of you. All. Of. The. Time. He needs to feel your cunt stretch around him. He needs you just as much as you need him in this moment. He looks down at the tent that was forming in his pants just thinking about you fucking him or, mostly, him fucking the shit out of you.

"The little sister." You say and he nods. You look at him with anticipation, your body wanting to know what he was about to confess to you. "Come on, what are you going to say?"

"I like you, Y/N." He admits and your head turns sideways. "What?" "I like you, like more than a friend. I need to say this, but don't freak out. I keep inviting over because I always want to say something about my feelings, but I never get the chance too. I get horny thinking of you, and I really don't care if you don't feel the same way or anything. I just wanted to let you know."

At this point you notice the tent in his pants, and you nod, you were speechless. You can't physically respond, and Ethan looks at his feet, thinking he just got rejected. But you didn't know how to reciprocate and tell him the same thing. "I knew it, I shoul-"

You cut him off by a kiss, a kiss that last longer than you thought it would, but as Ethan kisses you back, you get pulled onto his lap. You weren't expecting this, and you don't think he was either. He slowly stands up, keeping your lips intact and you wrapping your legs around his waist. You wrap your arms around his neck, and he bites your bottom lip, making you gasp and using that as a way to slither his tounge into your mouth.

He rests his hands on your ass, trying to support your position. He brushes his tounge against your bottom lip and pins your body against a wall and kisses your neck. You can finally breathe. Your thread your fingers through his hair. He looks at you as you grab the hem of his shirt needingly.

"Are you sure?" He mutters. "Yes." That's all it took for him to let you take off his shirt and then continue the assault on your neck. The movie is long forgotten, it is playing in your ear as Ethan pulls you away for a moment to rip off your tight buttoned up top, buttons flying around. Ethan throws you onto the couch and kisses your lips on more time before trailing the kisses down your body. He snakes his arm around your body to your back. He unclips your bra and pulls it off as he pulls his arm back around.

"Shit." You curse, slightly moaning as he kisses between your legs through the bike shorts. He pulls them down and mutters. "Shit, your pussy so pretty."

He strokes your clit through your panties, making you moan. He grabs your thighs and slowly pulls down your panties. He trails kisses from your belly button to your clit. His lips meet yours one last time before he goes down on you and you moan as he threads his tounge between your folds. You grab his curls and tug at them lightly as he sucks your juices.

"Oh Ethan." You moan. You felt your stomach tighting at his tounge. He inserts a finger into you, and you moan as he pumps it in and out of your cunt. As you buck your hips forward, Ethan inserts another finger into you and pushes you back down.

"You're taking my fingers so well, are you ready to take 'm cock?" He asks and You nod desperately. "It's what you deserve, but I want to hear you beg for it."

You moan as he continues to pump his fingers in and out of you. "Come on, pretty girl. Beg."

"Please Ethan, I need your cock." You beg. He smirks at you and stops with his fingers and kisses you. He parts his lips with yours and puts his fingers in his mouth.

"You taste so nice, so sweet." He mutters. He unbuttons his pants, and you watch as he pulls down his pants and boxers at the same time. You watch his member spring to life, and he grabs a condom and gives it to you.

You open it with your teeth and wrap your hand around his member. You put the condom on him and kiss him. He cups your cheek and deepens the kiss with you. He gets on top of you and lines up his member with his entrance. He slowly slides into you, and you moan out loudly.

You plaster kisses over his neck and face. He slowly picks up the pace as you keep moaning out loudly. "Ethan!" You moan out, feeling your walls stretch out around him. His eyes turn dark as you moan up and look up at him. You grab his hair and pull his lips closer to yours.

Your lips meet and he slides his tounge in your mouth. You feel his cock twitch inside you, and you tighten around him at the same time. "So close, pretty girl." Ethan groans. "Just want to hear those sounds again."

He kisses you again and you moan into his mouth and scratch his back. You moan as he twitches again inside you. "Ethan, 'm so close." "Same, you sweet, dumb thing." Ethan groans as he picks up the pace more, your body twitching and finally coming.

That was all it took for Ethan to release. "Shit, your cunt feel so good."

He pulls himself out of you and you smile at him, out of breath and sweaty. He places a kiss to your lips and you reciprocate. You both got dressed.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asks and you nod. Eventually you both finished that movie.

[wonderful-writers-au]

hii, can you do part 2 of high n dry? smuttttt plsss

High 'n Dry pt 2

A/N - Ok! I didn't really expect to get requested for a part two on this one but what the hell! Sorry if my writings a bit iffy, I'm on my phone ATM

Part one is here ★

Ethan Landry X F!Reader

W/C - 654

Summary - Ethan does the thing that's been bothering you all Econ.

Warnings - Smut (P in V), fingering, drug mention and fluff

The feeling between your legs was growing and you don't think you can hold it in any longer, Ethan was oblivious to the fact that you were craving his touch.

You didn't know how to get out of this boring Econ lesson without telling Ethan that you were, infact, high and dry.

Ethan laughs in your ear as a student gets angry at the teacher for being sexist. Usually, that would be you, but you had other things to figure out.

"Ethan?" You whisper. He looks at you and nods. Despite the fact that you wanted to jump his bone right now, he looked really cute today.

"Yeah, Y/N?" He asks. You bite your lip at what your about to ask and mutter it out before you can change your mind.

"Can you finger me?" You ask. You look at him and he kisses a place on you neck. You at the back of the class with just you two sitting in the back, so as long as you didn't make too much noise, you be fine.

"Of course, but be quiet." He whispers in your ear. He fishes his hand through the skirt you were wearing and rubs your clit through your panties. You bite your lip and try to stop your moans from coming out. Ethan moves your panties to the side and enters a finger into you.

You whimper quietly, looking at the watch in his hand, seeing if you had to go soon. You had two minutes to wrap this up.

"Ethan- fuck- come to my apartment later." You whimper out. He nods as he pumps his finger in and out of you at a steady pace before entering another one and placing his thumb on your clit.

You were terrified that you were going to get caught, Ethan, on the other hand, found this exhilarating and fun. You eyes wander at the teacher who was too sad to notice.

You think he's going through a divorce or something.

"Shit, I'm close." You mutter out as your body spasms. Two more seconds of this and your going to blow. Ethan places a handfull of kisses on your neck and then pulls away.

"Come then, baby girl." He whispers and you release as soon as the word 'then' comes out of his mouth.

As soon as Ethan pulls his hand out of your panties and sucks his fingers, the teacher looks around at the class and sighs

"Well, that's it for today, you all can leave." He says gloomily. You and Ethan rush out of the class room and get to you apartment as soon as you guys can without looking stupid.

Your lips are on his straight away and he reciprocates. You practically rip of his shirt and kiss his neck straight away. The kiss was filled with lust and passion as both of your clothing gets slowly ripped of your bodies.

Once Ethan's pants were off, you get on top of him and slowly insert him inside you. You bonce on him and both of your groans and moans fill the lounge room that you were in.

"Ethan!" You moan out, your body craving for more. He grabs your hips and groans loudly. You feel his cock twitch inside you and you place a kiss on his chest before going back to what you were doing.

This moment went faster then you thought it would, both of you feeling a crave for more.

"Shit, Y/N, I'm close." He moans out and you replied with "Same."

He cums inside of you and that makes your release as well. You get off him and kiss his forehead. "Now, do you wanna get high again?" You ask him, biting your lip.

[wonderful-writers-au]

You're just not my type Prt 3

Jock!Ethan Landry X Guitarist!F!Reader

W/C - 1.5 K

Summary - Ethan definitely has an idea about what you think about him

Warnings - just making out.

A/N - I'm so happy i'm trying to finish this rn. im also done wit the flashbacks sooo

Last part * Next part *

Request rules * Taglist request *

You slowly walk into school, your headphones over your ears, it's been a week since you've last seen Bryce and you're living for it. You practically wanted nothing to do with him and recently, someone else was definitely trying to get in with you.

Ethan, that is.

He has been interacting with you all week, talking to you, flirting with you, he even has been asking you about your guitar. You weren't used to all this male attention surrounding you. Ethan's friends were slowly talking to you, finding you interesting and asking things about you too.

But out of all of them, Ethan is the one that you seem to like the most. He seems caring and kind and nice. He was cute as hell, but you really didn't want this to be another Bryce situation where he ends up being a dick to you in five days.

You're walking and just minding your own business when someone pulls off your headphones and you turn around. Of course, it was Ethan.

"Ethan give them back!" You huff as he puts them on his head. You really wanted to go to art early. He nods his head and hums to the tune of the song just a little bit before he takes them off and puts them around your neck.

"Is that...Your own music?" He asks you, looking deeper into your eyes than anyone else ever has before. He had this strong cologne on and on top of how his hair looked it the sun, it was intoxicating to you. You wanted to rip the varsity jacket off and kiss him.

"Uh, yes, actually. It's just something I've been working on for the moment, nothing too special." You state and He nods. He smirks at you and then steps back.

"That's really good," He states, and you blush, what the hell was happening to you. In a minute you'll start giggling like a fucking schoolgirl. "Can I meet you in the music room after this class. I really want to hear you play in person." You shake your head, and he sighs. You look into his eyes for a moment and groan. "Fuck it, sure, I'll see you there."

You slowly walk away and sigh as you put your headphones over your ears. You arrive at art, being a bit over 5 minutes late, you were never late and by the way everyone was looking at you, you could tell their thinking the same. You take your headphones off and take your seat at the back.

"Gentlemen and Gentlewoman, I really want this next piece for your portfolio to really tell me about your emotions." The teacher says. You weren't one for emotions really, but maybe these new feelings for your browned haired friend could bring out some good work. "I want this to reflect what the past month has been like in about three to five paintings, show me your emotions and the journey that your emotions go through."

"What the hell." You mumble. This month for you has been terrible, except for the past week. Your friend, Casey, looks at you. He was a great artist and an even better friend; he calls you constantly.

"I know you're not good with your emotions, but you should really use your feelings for Ethan. Their only blossoming into new for you, Bryce was a shit dude. Ethan seems like he's good for you. You seem happier." That was deep as hell. What the fuck.

You will admit to yourself that you do seem happier ever since Ethan's come into your life. So maybe that party was worth it. "I don't know, he asked me to meet him after this class to get him to watch me play. I don't know if I should go." You mumble.

"Y/N. I swear to god. If you don't go, you'll wish you did because I'll legit kill you." Casey says and you groan. "Fuck you, fuck it. I'll go!" You groan.

"Yessss! Please do! He loves you! It's so obvious." Casey rolls his eyes. You roll your eyes and get up and walk away. You put on your apron and grab 3 paint brushes, a cup of water and some light blue, pastel purple and pink and yellow. That's what you felt like doing at the time anyway

You go back to your desk and sit down. You place all the objects onto the table and slump back down into your seat. You turn around with your chair and grab a canvas and paint palette.

You turn back around to your desk and place the canvas and palette down. You squeeze a little bit of each color onto the palette and wet the smallest paint brush you grabbed. You dip it into the pink paint, someone in the corner of the classroom catches your eye. You slowly take off your headphones and put them into your bag.

"I'm here for Y/N." Ethan says. Your jaw drops. What the fuck is he doing? You don't come to his basketball practice. You were painting, you're not packing up because you just started. "Why does Y/N need to come with you?"

"Something important has come up and I really need her to come with me Mrs Warner." Ethan says. He looks at you and you shake your head. "Sure, go ahead, take Y/N. I'm not fighting with 21-year-old about a girl leaving class early."

"I'll pack up your stuff." Casey smirks at you. You grab your bag and leave with him. You both walk in silence for a moment, you're finding the right words because in your head, everything you wanted to say was mixed together.

"Where are we going?" You ask. He shakes his head at you and chuckles. Fuck. He is not taking you to the studio. "By the way your face expressions are, I think you just realized." He chuckles at you. You didn't want to play for him, you were planning on not showing up. But what's the worst that can happen?

You walk with him for a moment and then you both arrive at the studio. You really weren't keen on playing for him. He opens the door and there's your guitar, in all its beauty. "Y/N. Look, if you don't want to play for me, that's fine, I don't want you to feel like you have to." He says to you, clearly it was obvious that you were nervous to play infront of him.

"No, I want too. I just haven't really played my own music in front of someone before." You mutter, you both go inside the studio, and he closes the door. You pick up the electric guitar and set it up so it can make noise from the speakers. Ethan looks at you and slowly pulls the guitar out of your hands and lightly rests it on the wall.

He grabs your hands and looks at you directly into your eyes. He slowly rubs circles into the back of your hands. He drops onto his knees, and you can't even believe this is happening to you. "Are you okay?" He asks.

"Fine, fine. Don't worry about me." You whimper. He nods, clearly not convinced with your answer. He hands you back the guitar and you turn the volume up on it lightly. "Just pretend I'm not here."

You close your eyes. Fuck why is the this so damn scary. You start playing a little bit to see if it's tuned. It is and now you can't waste any more time. You slowly start with a hammer on and start playing. You play for about two minutes before you stop. Ethan's jaw is wide open and shocked.

"That's really fucking good." He mutters. You didn't know what to say. He did not just say your good. It felt like a praise. It was a praise. God, you wanted him so bad. You hand him the guitar. "Sit down, I'll give you a lesson." You say and his eyes light up. "Really?"

"Yes, now sit down before I change my mind." You sigh. He nods and sits down. The guitar is placed on his lap, and he picks it up the way you did before. He puts the strap over his shoulders. "What next ma'am?" He asks jokingly. You walk over and stand over him. You grab his hands and use your hands lead where his are going.

You let him play a little riff and then stop. He looks up at you and says "Fuck it, I cant pretend anymore." He mutters and you tilt your head.

What is he on about? Your thoughts are cut short when his lips connect with yours. Your lips move and fit perfectly together. He slides the guitar off him and places it onto the floor. You slowly move your body so you're standing basically on top of him. You slowly get pulled onto his lap and you hook your hands around his neck.

Someone opens the door, and you break the kiss to look at the person. It's the one person you did not want to talk too.

Bryce.

Taglist - @idky5

[wonderful-writers-au]

Your just not my type Part One

Jock!Ethan Landry X F!Guitarist!Reader

W/C - 1.0 K

Summary - Ethan tries his best to impress you and date you, but you have other plans.

Warnings - Fluff, angst, alcohol use and mention, abusive relationships, seizures, vivid flashbacks, whore shaming.

A/N - This will have other parts and I will slowly put them out.

*Next Part*

You walk into school, your body hurting from the party beforehand. Your boyfriend, Bryce, has been on your ass from you ghosting him for a couple weeks now. You can't tell him that you've lost interest in him and as much as you love him what he did was unnecessary.

-- Flashback --

You enter the party that your friend, Tara said you should go to. You find no interest in parties unless you could bring your guitar and preform. You were just scared that your boyfriend would be there. He got drunk and threw a bottle at you a couple of nights ago. You aren't one for shit like that. Your mum was exactly like that. she would get drunk and come home all angry at you for something you didn't do. You walk into the kitchen and a red cup gets placed in your hand.

"Y/N! You're here! I didn't think you'd show!" Tara smiles as she walks up to you. You smile at her and hug her lightly. You place your cup down with no interest in picking it up again. "I didn't either." You mutter out. She frowns and elbows you, you look where her eyes seem to be looking at you and Bryce, is standing in front of you and you didn't even notice.

-- End Of Flashback --

Ethan comes up to you and smiles. "Hey, Y/N, I get that last night wasn't something you usually do, but there's another one tonight." You're done with parties for the rest of your life, last night, was a night you will never relive. "Ethan, I love the offer bu-" "I'll be there." He smirks. You sigh. You should of never went up to him last night.

"No." You sneer. Ethan's eyes go wide. He never got that tone from you and that's when he decided to leave the subject alone. He changes his surprised look to a grin when Chad comes up to you. "Y/N, Bryce wants to speak to you." He says and you shake your head.

"Tell that fucker to go die." You say, Chad rises his eyebrows and he and Ethan leave you to go to the fountain where all of the basketball players sit. That's what bothers you about Ethan and Chad suddenly finding such a big interest in you, if you didn't go to that party, they both wouldn't know you existed.

-- Flashback --

Bryce smiles at you and you take a step back. This was for him to notice that you had a problem with him, but he doesn't notice. "Y/N!" He yells out and goes in for a hug and you take a step to the side. He frowns at you, and you shake your head. You look to your side for Tara, but she isn't there. "Come on, you know I never meant to hurt you." Bryce claims lightly. You leave him standing there and go to the kitchen, you grab a drink and down it quickly.

You find Ethan and Chad, two basketball players on Bryce's team. You smile at them, and Ethan looks at you confused, and Chad just looks drunk. They both have a shot in their hands, and you leave them there.

-- End of Flashback --

You had no interest in going to Bryce, you said and did what you said and did last night and if he had a big problem can go die. But as he taps you, you knew you had to be civil. "Come on...You can't just ignore me forever, but I'm ready to let you get away with an apology." He says and you gasp, you never thought he would go that low and he's lower than a snake's asshole.

"Excuse me!" You half yell, knowing all of thoughts about being civil are out of your head. "I owe you an apology?! The fuck are you even on! I know that what I did was a little bit out of line! But Bryce! You threw a fucking bottle at my fucking head! Do you not remember kissing someone else!"

-- Flashback --

After a while you go to sit on the couch where Anika and Mindy were making out. You grab a shot glass from the coffee table and down it. "Girl! How's Bryce?" Anika asks once she notices you were sitting there. "Horrible, don't remind me!" You shake your head. Anika frowns and Mindy looks upset at the both of you.

You see Bryce standing with a girl, not just any girl, Brianna. She had always been the biggest bitch to you and when she called you a whore, Bryce just stood there and laughed. He had his arms wrapped around her and kissed her! On the. Fucking. Lips. Mindys' jaw drops. Anika looks at you and hands you a bottle of vodka. You don't get what you ever saw in him, it was one of those points in a relationship.

You take a long sip of vodka, and it burns your throat. But it felt nice, like that it was alighting a flame in you that had to be extinguished. A flame for revenge.

-- End of Flashback --

A/N - Btw i have a couple of requests so if you have requested smt and I have responded, dw, I was in the middle of writing this haha.

[wonderful-writers-au]

Hey, could you write a one shot were Ethan and y/n are getting high and y/n is horny and she says that she is but then they have econ. I love your writing btw! <3

High ‘n Dry

Ethan Landry X Reader

No Spoilers

W/C - #too lazy to count/ abt 100

Summary - Ethan finds you with a blunt and he just has to share.

Warnings - Fluff, drug use, mentions of sex.

You open the match box that you spent so much money on and pull out a joint, Ethan was meant to be here soon for econ, but you didn’t care. You were feeling horny and as much as you wanted that to be oblivious, the feeling between your legs wasn’t.

You hear a knocking on your door and you open it happily. “E!” You exclaim, throwing your arms around the curly haired boy. “Are you high?” He asks and you giggle.

“Not overly.” You laugh. He shakes his head and sticks out his hand and You hand it to him and smile. He puts it up to his lips and inhales, you were surprised to say the least, Ethan is a good boy, not a ‘I’m going to smoke once’ boy. Especially not when you have econ in 10 minutes.

You both go through a cycle of taking puffs from the joint, the feeling between your legs getting stronger. “E?” You mutter out. He looks at you and nods, your eyes go to his, his hazel, bloodshot eyes.

“Yeah?” He asks, you were about to tell him, but then his phone goes off. “Shit, Y/N, we’re going to be late!” You laugh at him, thinking he’s not being serious but he is.

“Oh, let’s go then.” You say to him as you grasp his wrist and you both leave.

[wonderful-writers-au]

Your just not my type Part two

Jock!Ethan Landry X F!Guitarist!Reader

W/C - 0.6k

Summary - Ethan tries his best to impress you and date you, but you have other plans.

Warnings - Alcohol use, swearing, vivid flashbacks, fluff, angst, abusive relationship.

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You scream at Bryce for being so inconsiderate! Who the hell does he think he is! You know he thinks he's the shit, but you honestly didn't think it was that bad. Bryce was nice to you before you 'Destroyed your life' with spending a bunch of money on a 'piece of crap'. This piece of crap meant so much to you and it was a Fender Vintera '60s Telecaster guitar.

This guitar means so much to you and he really didn't get it. It was even in your favorite color, sea foam green. But he really is being a dick head and is still rambling on about how it's your fault that he kissed someone. For fucks sake! "WHY WON"T YOU LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! WE ARE DONE!" You scream, he flinches and takes a step back. You glare at him and then before you even realize it your fist connects with his jaw.

-- Flashback --

You go up to Brianna and push her off Bryce. You push Bryce and run away with the Vodka bottle. You find an empty bedroom and you lie down on the bed. Someone knocks on the door, and you sigh as you get up to open it. Ethan's standing there and is looking at you sadly.

"Uh, Hey?" You mutter and he goes into the bedroom and sits down on the bed. This was very confusing to you. You barely even know Ethan and now here he is sitting down on the bed of a random person of this party. As he takes the bottle of Vodka from your hand, you sit down next to him. "Bryce is a dick for kissing Brianna." He speaks.

"You think?" You say, taking the bottle of Vodka from his hands and taking a sip. He looks you in the eye and says, "You need to break up with him Y/N, not for him, not for me, not for anyone else, but for you." You sigh adamantly and lie down on the bed with a huff.

"I've been telling myself that for like two months now. But this isn't the first time he's done something stupid." You mutter and Ethan nods. Ethan tilts his head and places a kiss on your temple as he gets up and leaves. What the hell just happened? 'Not for me.' runs through your head a million times before you can finally process what he just did. You look at the door as Bryce comes in.

-- End of Flashback --

Bryce is groaning on the floor and you laugh at him and leave him there. He follows you to your locker and you don’t even notice him there. He pulls you into the bathroom and locks the door. “Say a word and I’ll fucking kill you.” He mutters in your ear. He covers his hand over your mouth and sighs. “Who do you think you are? Punching me like that?”

“I-I didn’t mean it.” You stutter, terrified about what’s going to happen. He chuckles and you look at him in shock. His eyes look dark. He sighs and runs his hand through his hair. "Perfect. Now I broke up with you." Bryce says as he opens the door and leaves.

You leave the room and Ethan is standing at your locker smiling and waiting for you. "Hey." You say. He smiles and you open the door to your locker. "Hi, um, do you want to talk about what happened with us?"

-- Flashback --

Bryce closes the door and sits down next to you. "I didn't kiss her." "Get out! Get the fuck out Bryce!" You yell and he does so, sometimes you wish that he didn't come in at all. After a while of slowly taking sips from the vodka, you leave the bedroom and find Ethan. You see him talking to Chad again. You tap him on the shoulder and as he turns around you kiss him and he reciprocates and hooks his arms around your waist.

-- End of Flashback --

Taglist - @idky5

[wonderful-writers-au]

Helloo can you write during the reveal reader finds out ethan is ghostface, & ethan starts saying he really loved her and wanted to protect her while reader is just yelling at him, since Ethan is getting frustrated he doesn’t realize he was getting closer to her & stabs her, which eventually reader dies, you can add more to it if you want, thank youuu🫶🏻

I hope you die ❤️

Ethan Landry X F!Reader

W/C - 435 (to be exact there’s like 2356 characters 😌

Summary - Look at the requests 😁

Warnings - Angst, Fluff and blood and gore

A/N - I love this request!!! Ethan’s words red and reader is in purple, why do I think I could make this into a comedy thing were their both ghost face and Ethan kills the wrong person 🤭

What. The. Fuck. Ethan is ghost-face, wouldn’t of known that when he told you he loves you, that’s for sure. He looks at you and frowns at you.

“Come on, don’t tell me you didn’t know.” He jokes. You look at him and give him a look that says ‘I’m not laughing am I?’ You didn’t know what to say, you’re speechless. He steps a step closer to you and you step back. “Fuck you”

He tilts his head and finally realises that you’re genuinely terrified of him, or mostly, for him. Ethan sighs and looks angry that you’re not on his side. “I’m doing this for you! I’m protecting you! Remember that fucker that touched your ass! He’s fucking dead Y/N!”

“I never asked you to do that now did I?” You yell, you feel your body slowly take over you, it’s consuming you in a daze. Ethan chuckles darkly and as you look him in his eyes, he steps closer to you. “Didn’t you say you wanted him dead!” He screams at you and you flinch.

“Oh my fucking god Ethan! Not literally!” You yell back. He takes another step closer to you and you’re not even realising it. “Just- I was doing it because I love you Y/N!”

Before you could even realise it, he had a knife in your chest, the pain was overwhelming. You could tell that where he stabbed you, you weren’t going to make it out of here alive. “Shit! No! Y/N! No! I’m sorry! FUCK!” He screams out. You mutter out something that will shatter his heart into a million pieces, “I hope you die.”

[wonderful-writers-au]

Okie dokie guyssss give me a paring/trope for my next Ethan Landry fic 🙈🙈🙈 btw this will be like finals type thing where I knock off the last couple options and like you guys keep choosing until a winner

Yeahhh..... Request anything if you want it ☺️🙏

[wonderful-writers-au]

A Bullet to the ♥ Pt 2

A bullet to the heart Part two ♥ 

Ethan Landry X Reader !!!Spoilers if you haven't watched Scream VI!!! W/C - 1.5 K Summary - The one where the flashbacks are getting so servere you think your seeing Ethan in mirrors. Warnings - Blood and gore, drugs

use, vivid dreaming, angst for daysss, man in the mirror type of shit, first person, mentions of sex,, swearing, character touching herself, first person POV, a tiny bit of fluff

some characters from other shows fed into this, Jeremaih is from T.S.I.T.P! Part uno right here

MINORS DNI !!!

It's been two months, two months since I shot him, right in the chest. Two months since I shot him to death, he could've lived, I could've ran up to him and made him stop, but I didn't, I shot him, right in the fucking chest, the chest that I've buried my head up against, a chest that I've kissed, a chest that I've cried on.

It was all my fault too! I'm at fault! I would rather it had been me, but here's the thing, I know that if I hadn't shot him, Kirby would've. I'm so at fault for all of this shit, the tears, the blood, the cutting. It was a bullet right too the heart, it affected me so much, I've barely even left the house in these two months. 

I can't deal with this pain anymore, I mean, as much as He would want me too, I just can't. I've tried to go to therapy, but what would I say? 'Oh, I shot my boyfriend while he was in a Ghost face mask, trying to kill my best friends.'

The guilt has been consuming, waking up with a nightmare every night for the past two months. There usually the same. I'm in the wired warehouse with Ethan in my arms, screaming out his name and not in the way I did before I knew his last name wasn't even Landry.

I'm surprised I even made it out of there alive, I just wished he went out of there with me. I loved him, well, in-love with what he meant for me to see. The way he would play with my panties in the middle of class, the way he would grab my hair and kiss my neck. 

He would always cradle my cheek, he was very clingy. He was always holding my hand or touching some part of my body in some way. He was a lost puppy when he wasn't around me. Mindy found us a tiny bit gross. 

I go into my bathroom and strip the clothes of my body. I turn the tap on and put myself under the water. I run shampoo through my hair and this voice rings in my ear. "Forgetting about me already?" The voice sounds a lot like… "Ethan? How the hell can I hear you?" I mutter, I out conditioner in my hand and rub it through my hair.  "Remember when we fucked the time before I died and you were screaming out my name?" He asks and I shake my head. "Come on, you were so horny and you rode me so fast."

"I don-""Come on, lower that hand down there, I would be sad if you didnt." He whispers.  I trail my hand between my legs and put pressure on my clit. "Good girl."  I moan out as I rub my clit in circular movements.  "Ethan." I moan out lightly.

"Just remember that I love you." He says. I rub it faster and I realize that my own fingers won't be enough for me to ride my high. Then the thought comes in that I'm insane for thinking that he's talking to me. I turn off the tap and I wrap a towel around my body.  "Your not real, your not alive." I mutter to myself. I look into the mirror and see him standing behind me. I turnaround and see that no ones behind me. 

"I'm more real then what's his name?" He mutters. I shake my head. That was one of the one times that I left the house. Tara set me up with Jeremiah, a golden retriever type boy with blonde curly hair. I kissed him and he kissed me back and I moaned his name, not Jeremiahs, Ethans. "Jeremiah, that's right?"

"Go away." I mutter. I sigh loudly. "Don't lie, you loved thinking that it was me. Kissing him, grabbing his curly, blonde hair, but imagining they were mine. Imagine if he put his dick in? What if-""Shut up!!" I yell. I punch the mirror and it shatters. I scream, pull my hair and cry lightly.

I didn't need to see him in crazy dreams or if I'm going crazy, I still miss him every second of everyday. I get dressed and ready and call Sam

"Hey." "Hi." "How are you going at the moment?" "Uh, fine. Why are you calling me?" "Can I come over? I get you guys are going through stuff, but this is very important." I mutter and I hear her nodding. "Yeah….yeah, sure?" She sounds confused.  "Great! I'll be there in a bit." I say and I hang up.

 I get into my car and look in my side mirror. "Hey, Y/n, You can't get rid of me that easily." He smirks. His face was covered in blood this time and his chest had a bullet hole. I press harder on the gas and push the thought of him back in my mind. 

I arrive at Sam's apartment and knock at the door. Chad opens it and I raise my eyebrows.  "Hooking up with Tara?" I smirk. "No, Sam's in her room." Chad mutters. I pushed past him and walked into Sam's room.

"What's so important that you needed to see me?" She asks, I shake my head. "I'm seeing him." I say, closing the door and looking at my feet. "Who? Who are you dating? Look, I don't think this is that im-" "I'm seeing Ethan, not like in dating, I'm seeing him in mirrors and stuff." I interrupt her.

"That's been what has been happening to me…" She trails off and I sigh.  "I know, can you just give me some Meds, please." I plead. I look at her and she stands up, pulls open her drawers and get a prescription bottle. "Here you go, don't take more then five at a time." She says as she hands me the bottle. I take it off her and smile at her and leave. I take two and take a drink from my drink bottle.  "Two isn't enough to get rid of me, Y/n." Ethan smirks in my rear view mirror. I take two more and flush it down with another drink. 

I drive back to my own apartment and shake my head. I feel tried when I arrive and drag myself into the kitchen, I forget how many I've taken beforehand and take four, no more than five, and I've only taken one or two so that's just six. I take it down and grab some vodka and down it with that. I put the bottle away and drag myself into bed. I cover myself with the blankets and fall asleep. 

I wake up in a bed with the walls covered in blood and some of the blood was written into words that spelt out. 'Ethan's death was your fault.'. Ethan walks into the room and sits down on the bed.  "Hey." He smiles, he touches my cheek and I swear for a second, that it felt real and it was really happening. 

"Uh hey." I managed to get out. He caresses my cheek and places a kiss against my lips. I've forgotten what his lips taste like.  "How was your sleep, have you dreamt about me, bleeding out and how it was your fault." He asks. I gasp as blood crawls out of his mouth and eyes. 

I half scream and it comes out breathless and dry. I rush out of bed and but my back against the wall. I can't, what is going to happen out of this? I need to breathe. He follows after me and I try to scream as he gets closer. He keeps muttering the same words. "It will always be your fault."

I try to pull the door open and realized that there was blood covering them. I bang at the door and it doesn't make any noise, instead it shatters and I fall into the empty void of nothing.

I wake up in a hospital bed, my body stiff. I look around and Tara, Mindy and Chad are sitting down. "What's happening?"  I mutter out, looking at them. They all get up and look down at me. "You had an overdose. Sam only said for you to take only five." Tara shakes her head.  "You blacked out, Y/n. You were muttering things in your sleep." Mindy replies. 

"But I swear it was real." I mutter.  "What?" Chad asks. "The dream, Ethan, he was there! He kissed me!" I admit.

A/N - Even though no one asked for this, here it is!

[wonderful-writers-au]

I just wanna say this. Stu 'apparently' died from the TV, right? well, that same tv squishes Ethan and if Stu possibly didn't die then there's a larger change Ethan didn't because the hole in the tv would already be there meaning the glass, wires and no electricity coming from the tv might of not killed him.